A/N: This one was written by my Beta, Claire, which I manipulated and made my own. (Don't worry, she knows) Lmfao. Totally not the case. I prompted, she wrote it, I edited it...

Rating: G/K

"Oh my god." Kurt breathed, sinking down to sit on the edge of the couch, unable to stand on his shaking legs anymore. He pulled out his phone and dialled with shaking fingers. "Carole, he's awake. Can you come...?" He asked shakily, nodding into the phone. "Okay, see you in a few minutes."

By the time Carole arrived, Kurt was waiting impatiently by the door, barely sparing a few seconds to greet her before he was climbing into his car, waving as he backed down the driveway.

^.^

Kurt hurried through the semi-hallways of the hospital, stopping outside the door of what he'd come to know as 'Blaine's room'. He started to panic. What if what the doctors had said was right? What if Blaine didn't remember? What if Blaine didn't remember him?

Kurt took a deep breath, knowing he needed to enter the room to find out. He let it out as he pushed the door open.

Blaine was propped up in the hospital bed, hands in his lap, talking to a doctor with a confused expression on his face. Kurt's heart stopped as Blaine looked over at him. Almost immediately, the confused, dazed look disappeared when he saw Kurt, his face lighting up.

Ignoring the doctor, Kurt ran across the room, throwing himself at Blaine, sobbing into his shirt as Blaine's arms came up to wrap around him tightly, pressing his face into Kurt's hair.

"Blaine, Blaine Blaine." Kurt whispered, clutching at his t-shirt. "Blaine Blaine Blaine."

"Kurt..." Blaine whispered as the doctor left the room, hugging him back just as tightly.

It took a while for them to calm down, though Kurt refused to let go off Blaine.

They curled together on the bed, arms wrapped tightly around each other, foreheads resting together as they talked quietly.

"How...How long was I unconscious?" Blaine asked insecurely, nuzzling his head against Kurt's.

"Two months... Almost three... You missed Christmas." Kurt whispered, kissing him again.

"How much did I miss?"

Kurt pulled back, biting his lip, debating about how much he should tell him. All of it. He decided, shaking his head.

"You missed a lot, and I missed you...god I missed you so much" He told him, a sad smile lighting up his face as he remembered his time on his own, plagued by thoughts of Blaine lying quiet and still in the hospital bed. "When can you come home?" he asked.

"The doctor said I'm fine – that he'd prefer if I stayed overnight so they can monitor me, but I can go home whenever I feel like." Blaine told him, cuddling closer. "Can you take me home? I don't want to stay here." He said insecurely.

"Blaine..." Kurt said hesitantly, "I have to tell you something."

Blaine pulled away from him, giving Kurt a look of disbelief.

"You... You're not..." he said quietly.

"Oh god no Blaine." Kurt said in shock. "These have been the worst months of my life, because you weren't here with me."

Blaine relaxed, cuddling back into him.

"What did you want to tell me?" he asked drowsily, yawning.

"Blaine... The adoption papers went through a week or so after... after the accident." Kurt told him, smiling as Blaine looked up abruptly, no longer sleepy.

"Adoption papers? We're... We're parents?"

Kurt nodded, gauging Blaine's reaction carefully.

"Who..What...How?" Blaine stammered, reeling.

"A little girl, named Alice. I got her just after Christmas, when she was 15 months old. She's almost 18 months now." Kurt told him calmly.

Blaine had tears in his eyes.

"I can't believe I missed it." He whispered.

Kurt hugged him around the neck, clinging tightly.

"She's beautiful, and she loves you already." He told Blaine, starting to cry again.

"She... She knows me?" Blaine was still in shock.

"I put pictures up, and I talk about you a lot." Kurt whispered through his tears. "And I had to bring her with me one day... She hugged you."

Blaine whimpered.

"I want to meet her."

"You will. I'll get you out of here, and we'll go home and meet her, and... and..." Kurt sobbed. "I can't believe you're here, and awake, and coming home!" he cried.

Blaine hugged him tightly.

"Shhh. Calm down." He whispered, petting his hair. "Let's just go." Blaine told him, eyes bright. "Let's just go home."

"Okay." Kurt agreed, kissing him gently before sitting up. "Okay, let's go."

^.^

"Daddy!." A little girl squealed as Kurt and Blaine walked through the door, Kurt's arm around Blaine's waist as Blaine leant into him.

A pink and purple blur attached herself to Blaine's leg.

"Hi daddy." She said shyly, smiling up at him before Kurt scooped her up.

"Hi princess." Kurt said, smiling as she settled into his arms, looking at Blaine curiously. Carole leant in the door frame, smiling at them.

"You look diff-ent." Alice lisped, studying Blaine carefully. "And your eyes are pwetty."

"Thank you." Blaine said, smiling at her. "Your eyes are pretty too."

Alice giggled, hiding her face in Kurt's shoulder.

^.^

A while later, after Carole had left, Kurt hesitantly left Blaine and Alice on their own while he fixed them dinner.

Alice contentedly played by herself on the floor, sneaking glances at Blaine when she thought he wasn't looking. Blaine was a little lost, studying the room carefully, anxious about how much everything had changed, wondering how the hell he was going to catch up.

Alice tugged on his pant leg, distracting him.

"Up." She demanded, holding her arms out.

Blaine smiled, pulling her up onto the couch next to him.

"I like you." She announced after a little while, settling herself into his side. "You make daddy happy."

Kurt smiled at them gently from the doorway. Things would be weird for a while, until everything settled back into place. That could take weeks, months, but it'd be worth it, because Blaine was back.

Blaine was here – so life could go on.

A/N: Yeah, so the prompt was "You missed a lot, and I missed you." There's a little under 5 hours until Episode 5. Holy freaking shit guys. Holy. Freaking. Shit.