This chapter contains mentions of eating disorder, automobile accidents, and bullying.

KPOV-

It's funny how quickly your life can change. Whether good or bad, better or worse, one moment can take you from a normal night of conversation to pale skin, panic, and a racing heart.

One phone call led to shaky voices and hands, my dad steadying me as he and Carole both attempt to calm me down, demanding that one of them goes with me, and the other stay with the kids.

It leads to me rushing to the hospital to see if Blaine and Grace are okay.

There was a car accident. A driver hit Blaine's car from the side, and now he and Grace are both in intensive care.

I'm with Blaine right now. Ryder and Blair was obviously worried about him, but I insisted that they see Gracie first. Blair didn't argue with me, instead frantically following the nurse to where her daughter is.

She may me Blaine and my daughter legally, but Ryder and Blair are still her parents.

Carole stayed home with the kids, choosing to tell them what happened and attempting to calm them down before they visit tomorrow, as my dad attempts to contact the Andersons, standing in the waiting room and waiting for a reply from them.

And me… I'm here with my husband. Who is unconscious, hooked up to all of these wires and machines, most of which I have no idea the purpose of.

But the thing that upsets me the most is how… absolutely broken Blaine looks.

The driver of the other car slammed into the passenger side, and he and Grace were both seated on the passenger side, thankfully. But the impact caused Blaine to hit his head against the window, and there's a bandage covering a cut on the left side of his head. He broke his right arm, and…

How could someone do this, and then just drive away?

Sometimes I really don't understand people.

''You've always looked so strong,'' I speak, gently running a finger over his hand ,''You've always been the one keeping things together for the both of us. I guess the tables have turned.

Despite being in a medically induced coma, the doctor said that Blaine may be able to hear me.

''I… I don't know how someone could hit your car, then just drive off. The more hostile side of me hopes something bad happens to him or her. But the other half of me knows you wouldn't dream of thinking that way, and just wants to know if they're okay. You've always been more concerned with the well being of everyone else. That's one of the things that made me fall in love with you in the first place.''

All along with other things, too many to explain.

''I'm so sorry that you and Grace had to go through this. I… I would give anything up if I could make the pain go away. Hell, I'd even switch places with you. Blaine, we have been through so, so much together. Blair's pregnancy, Rory's injuries, Blair's eating disorder, the kids getting bullied, adopting Grace, Jade, Liam and Jacob, dealing with family issues… our wedding. There have been times when I honestly thought I wasn't going to make it, and I know that without a doubt you were the only reason that I did. Blaine, we have so many good memories that they outweigh the bad. And I intend to have more good memories with you. So, no matter how long it takes, I know you're going to pull through this. You have to. The kids and I… we need you. I'm going to come see you everyday, and stay when I can. Because you are going to open those beautiful hazel eyes any day now. And I want to be there when you do.''

Because I know you'd do the same for me.

I run my finger over his fingers, the only sounds in the room coming from us breathing, and the various machines.

''No matter what happens, I am going to be right here, Blaine. Just like I promised in my wedding vows. For better or worse, right?''

After all, it's always darkest before the end of the storm.

BlairPOV-

''I don't think I've ever been so mad in my entire life,'' Ryder says quietly, looking at Grace.

''I know,'' I tell him, gently running circles on her small hand.

I haven't seen dad yet, but if he's in the same condition as Gracie…

I don't want to think about it.

''How the hell did they just drive away,'' Ryder hisse.

''Getting mad won't do anything. I'm mad, too. But our daughter needs us,'' I remind him.

''I know,'' he ducks his head to my shoulder ,''I'm sorry.''

''Don't be. We just have to keep it together for her.''

Grace has a bandage on the left temple of her forehead, and on her cheeks. Her right arm is broken, and so is her left leg. Her injuries weren't bad enough that she had to be put into a coma, but Ryder did have to hold her so that they could put the cast on.

She's asleep now, although it take a while for her to calm down to do so. Which is understandable. She was in a lot of pain.

''She's so innocent,'' I stare at my beautiful daughter, running my hand through her brown curls, ''I'm sure she doesn't even know what's going on.''

''She's only three. We could've lost her-''

''Ryder,'' I finally look at him when he raises his head from my shoulder, ''Let's just be happy she's okay.''

''Right,'' he sighs, kissing my cheek ,''No more negativity.''

Gracie moves a bit, and I quickly move my hand away, thinking that I'd done something wrong.

Relief spreads through me like wildfire when her gorgeous hazel green eyes flutter open.

''Hey, sweetie,'' I bring my hand to her cheek ,''How was your nap?''

''Fine,'' she gently leans her cheek into my hand ,''Where's papa?''

''He can't be here right now, honey. But your daddy will be here soon,'' Ryder promises, trying his best to force a smile for her sake.

''Okay,'' she nods, snuggling into the pillows, then looking at me ,''I'm thirsty.''

''I've got you,'' I take the cup of water, angling the straw so that she can take a sip.

I'd hate to think negatively, especially now. But Ryder's right. We could have lost Grace, and my dad.

Two things I don't think I could even prepare myself for happening.

''Are you still sleepy,'' Ryder questions her when I set the cup on the table.

''A little,'' she admits, reaching up to rub her eyes, wincing when she sees the IV.

''Don't touch it,'' I remind her ,''And go ahead back to sleep. Your daddy will be here when you wake up.''

With that, Gracie slips under the covers some more, letting me tuck her in.

''Night, honey,'' I press a kiss to her forehead.

''Night,'' she smiles, completely innocently, closing her eyes and quickly falling asleep.

''I guess I'll stay here with her tonight, since they wanna keep an eye on her. And Kurt will stay with Blaine. Go on home. You know I'll call you if anything happens. Or go check on your dad. Everything's okay,'' Ryder stands, handing me my coat.

''Right,'' I nod ,''Besides, I'm sure Kate's tired enough from school. I'm sure she doesn't want to watch Noah the whole night. And thank you. I love you. I'll see you tomorrow?''

''Of course,'' he kisses me ,'' I love you, too. Now go check on your dad. And call me when you get home.''

''Got it,'' I take one more look at Grace before heading towards my dad's room.

KPOV-

''It's going to be okay,'' my dad reminds me, arms around me in a hug ,''Our family's gotten through everything that has come our way so far, and I know we can get through this.''

My tears are probably staining his shirt. If my dad cares, he doesn't say anything.

It's all surreal though. Last week, we were taking the kids skating, making plans for this weekend.

Now, I'm just hoping that my husband wakes up.

''I really hope you're right, dad,'' I sigh, wiping my eyes.

''Hey, remember what you said when I was in the hospital: That you believe in me? I think that Blaine deserves the same thing, Kurt.''

He's right. Of course he is.

''Right,'' I nod ,''Thanks, dad. I honestly don't know how I'd get through this without you.''

''You've always been stronger than you think, Kurt,'' my dad places a hand on my shoulder ,''And those kids are gonna need you. Listen, Blaine's parents, and Cooper, are on their way. I'm going to go call Carole and update her on Blaine and Gracie.''

''Thanks, dad. It means a lot.''

More than you could ever know.

''No problem, Kurt. Don't thank me. I'd do anything for my family. Don't forget that,'' he reminds me, patting me on my shoulder before heading back to the waiting room to call Carole.

''Kurt,'' Blair rushes over to me, immediately accepting my hug ,''Grace is going to be okay. She has a broken arm, and leg, and a few cuts. Other than that, she's okay. H-how is he?''

How do you ever break news like this to someone?

''He's in a medically induced coma. He suffered head injury, and a broken arm, and they don't know what else yet. That's all they've told me,'' I quietly repeat what it took me several minutes to tell my dad.

The color drains from her face, but Blair nods.

''So what's going to happen?''

''You can see him if you want. If you're not ready yet, I understand,'' I quickly respond when she looks at the door in what could only be described as fear.

I know that feeling all too well. The feeling that settled deep in my stomach, simultaneously chilling and burning my bones as I tried several times to enter my dad's hospital room. It took Mr. Schuester to finally convince me.

So there is no way I'm gonna force her. When she's ready, she'll visit him.

''Come here,'' I pull her back into my arms, ''It's gonna be okay, Blair. I promise. And I have I ever broken a promise to you?''

She shakes her head, remaining silent as the tears soak into the fabric of my shirt.

''Exactly,'' I press a kiss to the top of my daughter's head ,''And I'm not going to break this one. Definitely not.''

I really hope that I don't have to, at least.

No. I can't think like that. If I can't keep it together for myself, I can at least do it for the kids, because they can't do it on their own.

''It's gonna be okay,'' Blair repeats as I run her back in comfort ,''I know it.''

''Exactly. Come on. You go to the waiting room. I'm gonna go see how Gracie is doing. You and my dad can take the same cab, and you call me when you get home.''

''It's going to take all of us working together as a family if we want to make it through this. But I'm not worried. We've gotten through the storms before, and we'll do it again.

After all, it's always darkest before the break of the storm. Blaine made a promise to me. He said everything's gonna be ours, and that we're strong enough to make it through whatever comes our way.

And Blaine has never been one to break a promise.

KatePOV-

''Are you sure you don't need me to stay with you,'' I ask Blair as I pull my coat on, keeping my voice quiet as to not wake the baby.

''I'm fine,'' Blair hangs up the phone after talking to Ryder, arms wrapped around herself like she's trying to hold herself together.

I haven't seen her look this fragile in so long.

''Look,'' I take her hand, squeezing gently, ''They are both going to be okay. I know that. And, deep down, you know it, too.''

Or at least try to convince yourself.

''Thanks,'' she smiles a bit ,''I appreciate everything you've done for me.''

''Don't worry about. I know that if the situation was reversed, you'd do the same thing for me. And, after all I've put you through, I think it's the least that I can do.''

''You're a good friend,'' she tells me, and it just feels nice to have her back on my side.

My phone going off makes us both jump, but, thankfully, doesn't wake Noah.

Amber's name and picture flash across the screen, Lady Gaga's Edge of Glory blaring before I quickly hit ignore.

''What was that about,'' Blair asks, walking me to the door.

''Amber keeps calling me. I just don't feel like talking to her,'' I shrug.

I desperately want to. But it still hurts, a lot.

If I hear your voice, I might be fine

Or spend even longer trying to get over you.

''Katy, look,'' Blair leans against the door post ,''If I have learned anything, it's this: you don't want any regret. I'm not saying that you two should get back together, or that you even have to talk for a long time. Sometimes just listening works wonders.''

''I'll keep that in mind,'' I grin a little, ''Call me if you learn anything new.''

''Will do. Bye, Kate.''

Blair's right. I hate to admit it, but she is. I've been avoiding Amber for the wrong reasons, my own selfish reasons. She wouldn't call me unless it was something important to her.

Maybe I should just swallow my pride.

I'm calling her back before I realize it, but the aching in the it of my stomach reassures me that this is really happening.

This is a bad idea. This is such a stupid, terrible, no good idea. I should hang up-

''Hello,'' Amber speaks.

Now there's no going back.

''Hey. Uh, it's Kate.''

''Katy… hi.''

''Hi. So… I'm sorry I've been missing your calls and texts.''

''You're in nursing school, right? You're busy,'' she replies, and I can practically see her waving her hand in dismissal of my excuse.

Then again, she was good at excusing the inexcusable in me.

And she must know the real reason I haven't contacted her since the breakup.

''So, I was thinking about it. If y-you're not busy tomorrow, do you wanna go get coffee?''

Please say yes. We could really talk

''Yeah,'' she clears her throat ,''I'd like that.''

I release a breath I didn't even know I'd been holding, ''Great. I'll see you tomorrow at eight?''

''That sounds good,'' she agrees ,''I'll see you then. Can't wait.''

''Me either,'' I admit, probably the first time I've been honest with myself about this whole thing in quite a while.

This could end badly, or be the thing that pushes Amber and I back together. I'll just have to wait and see. Either way, I won't regret my decision.

Because I've never regretted taking a chance.

RoryPOV-

''You going to bed anytime soon,'' I ask Sugar as she gets up to check on the twins for the upteenth time tonight.

''Soon,'' she promises.

''You said that two hours ago,'' I follow her across the room to where our children our sleeping ,''What's going on in that head of yours?''

''It's just… I can't imagine how Kurt and Blair feel right now. Grace and Blaine are both in the hospital. They're somebody's daughter, sister, husband, dad...''

''I know. I'm worried about them, too. Which is why we're going first thing in the morning, as soon as we drop the kids off at Ms. Corcoran's.''

''It just makes me regret not spending more time with you, Wendy, and Finn,'' I sigh, running a hand over Finn's tiny little hand.

''Stop that. You are an amazing dad and husband. I will agree that it makes you appreciate the good moments so much more,'' Sugar sighs.

''I know,'' I kiss her forehead ,''But Grace and Blaine are going to be fine. Our family has gotten through so much together. We will make it through this.''

I've spent all night convincing myself that, and I'll spend even longer convince you the same.

''It's not fair,'' Sugar whispers, and I can tell that she's willing herself not to cry.

''Some things in life aren't. But things always turn out okay in the end. Look at me,'' I take her hand ,''I have never lied to you. So believe me when I say that as we help our family get through this, they'll help us.''

That's just the way that this family works.

''I know,'' Sugar kisses me gently, then lies her head on my shoulder ,''I know.''

This is definitely a tough hill to climb, and neither one of us saw it down the road. Either way, we're going to work this out. As a family. Like we do everything.

Because the Anderson-Hummels have never let a detour slow us down.

More Sugar and Rory in the next chapter.

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