KPOV-

''There you go, sweetie,'' I prom Grace's broken leg on a pillow as I set her on the couch, ''Feeling a little better?''

She nods, using her good hand to sip from her juice box.

It's been a week since the accident. Grace was released three days later, but Blaine is still in his coma.

A lot of the glee kids, present and former, have visited him. They've even offered to babysit if need be. Kitty, Courtney, and Unique helped me clean up Grace's room, since we have to be careful with her injury.

Jade, Liam, Jacob and I visit him after I pick them up from school. I'm not sure Jacob completely understands what's going on, but this still affects them. After making sure the kids eat and do their homework, I head back to the hospital for the night. Jeff takes them to school on his way to work.

Mrs. Anderson usually stays with Grace during the day, since she can't go back to school until the doctor gives the okay. Mr. Anderson and Cooper can't come until this weekend, but she was able to fly out early. Since dad and Carole had to go back to Ohio- with specific instructions for me to keep them updated- she has been such a great help. I know this is all so overwhelming for her, even more so than it is for me.

Still, I appreciate all of her help. We take shifts staying at the hospital.

And my friends have been more than helpful. Rachel helps out when she can, as does Santana, who is currently filming here, and Dani. Even Sebastian and Dave have offered to help out. Sebastian and I may not get along, but he's helped out by going grocery shopping for me and helping me when I had to bring Gracie home.

''Kate broke her arm when she was four. Fell off a slide,'' he'd told me as I tucked my daughter in ,''If you don't want to give her the pain killers, then aspirin works just as well. Or children's pain killers would probably be better.''

''Thank you so much,'' I tell him as we walk towards the door ,''I know we haven't had the best past, but this means a lot.''

''Don't mention it. I mean, Blaine is my friend. Once a Warbler, always a Warbler,'' he grins slightly ,''The least I can do is help out his family. And don't be surprised if Dave drops by here soon.''

''Thanks again, Sebastian. I'll see you later,'' I let him out, before heading back to check on Mrs. Anderson.

This hasn't been easy. It reminds me of losing Finn, losing my mom, too much. I have wondered how I was going to make it through this week, but the support system is freaking incredible.

''And here you go, Ms. Gracie,'' Mrs. Anderson sets the tray of food on the table.

''Thank you, grandma,'' Grace beams, and Mrs. Anderson presses a kiss to her forehead.

''Now,'' I look at the clock ,''Honey, I'm taking grandma Anderson to the hospital. So Nick is going to come watch you. Be good, alright?''

''Alright, daddy,'' she picks up a piece of her grilled cheese sandwich, just as someone knocks on the door.

''Perfect timing,'' my mother-in-law comments, brushing Grace's hair back into a ponytail. ''Hey, Nick. Thank you so much for doing this for me. She shouldn't be any problem, and her nap is in an hour.''

''No problem. I'll make sure she's asleep. And don't worry about it,'' he smiles as I help Mrs. Anderson with her coat.

''We'll be back in a few hours,'' I explain, holding the door for my mother-in-law.

This can't be easy for her. Blaine may be my husband, but he's her child. Still, she always puts on a brave face, even when we're sitting right across from is unconscious body.

''He's going to be okay,'' she tells me, taking my hand and squeezing gently.

''I know. He always is,'' I agree.

So why would this time be any different?

RoryPOV-

''The doctor said that he may be able to hear us,'' Sugar says ,''So we should just try talking to him. You know, how we normally would.''

''Right,'' I nod, clearing my throat ,''Um, hi, Blaine.''

Silence settles around us, only broken by the constant beeping from one of the machines, before Sugar speaks again.

''We really miss you. But we know you're gonna wake up soon.''

She is so much better at this than I am.

''Right,'' I speak ,''Because you've got kids, and grandkids, that really wanna see you. And your mom. And Cooper and Mr. Anderson are on their way.''

''I think… I think your husband would like to see you, too,'' Sugar says quietly.

My dad has been trying to keep it together, for the sake of Mrs. Anderson and the kids. But he can't do it all alone. I know that this is killing him , even if he only shows it when he absolutely can't take anymore.

''As soon as you wake up, though, he'll calm down. We all will,'' I continue, staring at his closed eyes.

''Blaine, you're going to be okay. I know that this is probably scary for you,'' Sugar tries to keep the crack out of her voice as she speaks, failing miserably.

''Shh, it's okay,'' I wrap an arm around her shoulders, ''Blaine is going to be just fine. He always is. We've made it through a lot as a family, and we can make it through this.''

We have to.

''Blaine, remember, you made a promise. That you weren't going to leave my dad, unless you absolutely have to. I think you meant it when you said that. So I really, really, really hope that you don't have to,'' I add.

Please don't.

''We don't really know what to say. You've given us a lot over the years. You were the first glee club director to actually give a crap about us, and not just the trophies.''

''And you told us that we can be anything we want. That's why each and every one of us is living our dreams,'' I nod.

''And chasing them until we get there. You've never been just our glee club director, just our teacher, just our friend: you have been a dad to each and everyone of us at some point.''

Took the words right out of our mouth.

''All of the members of Unique that still live close by have called and asked if you're okay. And the others have called and asked about you. See? You have so many people that care about you,'' I smile.

''And we are going to be right here for you, the whole time.''

''Because you'd do the same for us.''

Without a doubt.

''No matter how long we have to wait. We are right by your side,'' I gently squeeze Blaine's hand, avoiding the IV.

''That's what family does, afterall,'' Sugar grins, taking his hand after I release.

She's been so amazing throughout this whole thing. Her job is more flexible than mine, since she can work at home. So she takes care of the twins during the day, and I help out at night. I usually visit right after work, and Sugar comes after I get home. Today, our neighbor, Mrs. Payne, has agreed to keep the twins.

It really makes me appreciate the good in people, even more so than I did.

I know that the support from everyone else is one of the only reasons that my dad is even able to keep himself together. Not that I blame him. I mean, how could anyone? Blaine is like his other half. I can't imagine going through this with Sugar.

Sugar is to me what Blaine is to my dad. I can't imagine losing her, and I don't want my dad to lose Blaine. Not like this.

''Don't worry, Blaine. Everything's going to be okay,'' I continue.

And, for the first time in a week, I actually believe it.

RyderPOV-

''What's with you,'' my co worker, James, asks.

We're sitting in a club, me watching him drink as I just sip on my soda.

''Nothing.''

Everything. Noah has come down with a fever, and Blair had to call off of work to take care of him. Ms. Corcoran couldn't take him, seeing as she couldn't afford to get the other kids sick.

Blair insisted that I go out with my friend for a couple of hours. She probably just wants some alone time. She's been at home with our sick baby all day, and she hasn't had a chance to visit her dad yet.

''How's your family,'' he changes subjects, sensing that I don't want to talk about it.

''Okay,'' I shrug ,''My future father-in-law is still in the hospital, but Gracie's home.''

''Cool. And the fiancee'?''

''We're good.''

Barley. We're nowhere near breaking up, but the tension is almost tangible. She's on edge, I'm on edge, and we're both just trying not to push each other.

''That girl over there is looking at you,'' he smirks, nodding towards an admittedly attractive girl.

''And?,'' I raise an eyebrow ,''I'm heading home in a little while.''

''Dude, this is a club. Just have some fun. Didn't your girlfriend tell you to enjoy yourself?''

''I only come to these things with Blair, because she likes to dance,'' I remind him.

''You can either sit here and sulk, leave, or just have some innocent fun. Either way, you'll have to choose. Because that girl is walking towards you now,'' he focuses on his beer.

''Hey,'' she smiles at me, putting a hand on her friend's shoulder as the other girl stares at James, ''I'm Bethany. This is Tori. We were wondering if you wanted to dance with.''

''Don't have to ask me twice,'' James laughs, following Tori towards the dance floor.

''What about you,'' Bethany asks.

''I'm sorry. I just… I think I'm gonna head home soon.''

''Actually, I just came over here for Tori. She really likes your friend,'' Bethany takes James' seat, ''You look down. What's the trouble?''

''It's nothing,'' I run my hand through my hair in frustration ,''Nothing at all.''

''I see. Do you wanna try saying that, and making it more believable,'' she raises an eyebrow.

''It's just family things. My future-father-in-law is in the hospital, my little girl has a broken arm and leg, and my son has a fever. My girlfriend….''

Why am I telling her all of this.

''Go on,'' she motions for me to continue.

''I love her. A lot. But these past few months have been a little… weird. And now, this past week, she's so distant. She barely looks at me, let alone let me kiss her...''

And, of course, it's been a while since we've moved past kissing.

I would never expect her to want to do those things now, but she won't even talk to me about what's happening. She looks so broken, but won't tell me how to help fix it.

Of course I'm worried about her.

''Well,'' Bethany runs a hand down my arm ,''I could take your mind off it. If you want. I live close by.''

Take my mind off of it?

Oh.

Oh.

She is attractive. And Blair wouldn't have to know. It's been months, after all. It'd only be about an hour, with a girl who doesn't know Blair, and I'll probably never see again.

But then I'd definitely lose Blair, and everything we've been working so hard to build.

''No thank you,'' I stand, picking up my coat ,''She's worth too much to lose for a one night stand. I have to get home.''

Bethany grins, ''Good. That was a test. I'm glad that you said that. That means that you're willing to work for the relationship. Which is always a good sign. She's a lucky girl.''

Maybe. But not as lucky as me.

''Thanks. Tell James I left, please? I've really gotta go,'' I rush out of the door, towards the car to head home.

''Blair,'' I quietly say her name ,''Honey, you awake?''

She's lying on the couch, staring at the ceiling ,''Hey.''

''Hey. You got Noah to go to sleep? And did you eat something today?''

'Yes, and yes,'' she nods, standing to face me ,''I need to talk to you.''

''What's wrong,'' I ask.

She sits on the arm of the couch, taking my hand and pulling me closer ,''I think I learned this past week how fragile life can be. So I need to get something off my chest. I know we have put each other through a lot. And sometimes we should've just walked away from this. But I'm so glad we didn't.''

''So am I.''

She looks down, then back up at me ,''We have been through a lot together. And I want to go through everything else with you. I know I'm not easy to be with. And I know my own insecurities get the best of me, but I'm so glad you haven't given up on us. Because that makes me not want to give up on us, either. And I know I have been really, really distant. I guess I was just processing what's going on. I mean I lost my mom, almost lost my daughter, and now my dad...''

''Come here,'' I sit on the couch, pulling her off the couch and into my lap as she starts to cry ,''I know. You don't have to explain it to me.''

She's crying into my shoulder, soaking my shirt with her tears, but I don't care. She's been trying to keep it together for too long.

''Thank you,'' she tells me when she finally stops crying ,''I'm… I'm gonna go see him tomorrow. Would you come with me? Not into the room, I just don't think I can handle driving myself to the hospital.''

''Of course,'' I nod ,''I'd do anything for you. You're the love of my life.''

Always.

BlairPOV-

I've always seen my dad as a powerful person. Not invincible. No, not by any means. But definitely stronger than I could ever be.

It's strange to see him look so weak.

''Hi, dad,'' I sit in the chair next to his bed ,''I'm sorry I've been away. I… I was trying to get the courage to come in here.''

I'm answered by the noise from the machines, and my dad's steady breathing.

''I have been trying so hard to be strong. I never realized how hard it can be. If this is what Rory and I put you through, then I am so, so sorry.''

This is absolutely, one hundred percent miserable.

''I really don't know what to say,'' I whisper, taking his hand ,''But I'm just going to be honest.''

Here goes nothing.

''You are one of the most important people in my life. You're the most important man in my life, other than Ryder. I love Kurt, but you have always been there for me. Even when you didn't have to be. Which is why it's so hard to see you like this,'' I admit.

I'd trade places with you if I could.

''Daddy, you can't leave me. Please. You're responding well, they said. So p-please just wake up. You've taught me so much, and I know I have more to learn. So you h-have to be okay.''

I don't know what I'd do without you, and I'm not ready to find out.

''You still have to walk me down the aisle in a few years, daddy. And have the father-daughter dance at my wedding. At Jade and Grace's, too. The kids need you, and Kurt needs you. Rory needs you. I need you. I know we h-haven't always seen eye-to-eye. But I look up to you. So… please. Just try. I love you, dad.''

More than you'll ever know.

I've never given much thought to whether or not I believe in miracles. I suppose I do. I certainly consider Grace and Noah miracles.

This, somehow, surpasses all of that.

There's movement. The slightest movement of my dad's finger against mine. It is definitely there, though.

''Daddy,'' I look up to him as his fingers move again, ''Oh… I-I'll be right back.''

I'm rushing down the hall, towards the nurses' desk.

This may be it, my daddy finally coming out of his coma. Or, it could just be simple movement, and he won't wake up for a few days.

Either way, I have to tell someone. There;s no reason not to see, at least.

Because this very well may be the end of a storm.

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