A/N: :D The reason we didn't make this into a specific other story was because, like I said on the very first chapter on here, I don't want to clog up my Story List with Klaine when you can just easily access it all in one hit. Trust my judgement :) The only other time I'd ever create a new Glee story is if I go and write Faberry/another ship or something. Question is at the end.

Blaine was quiet for the rest of the afternoon, refusing Kurt's attempts to get him to talk. He eventually gave up, and they ate dinner in near silence, sitting beside each other at one of the tables, shoulders bumping occasionally.

Back in the ward, Blaine curled up on the end of Kurt's bed, and they read quietly together until Jessie came to shoo Blaine back to his own bed for lights out.

Kurt sighed – he didn't understand what had happened. Blaine was so happy when Burt was there – what changed?

He rolled onto his side, his eyes closing.

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A warm body had crawled into his bed, and Kurt had a brief moment of panic.

"Blaine?" Kurt whispered, rolling onto his back.

Blaine had made his way onto Kurt's pillow, over the blankets, and had pretty much turned the little single mattress into a two person bed.

"Blaine, you okay?"

Blaine didn't say anything – he just faced Kurt and folded his arms across his chest.

Kurt rolled onto his side to face Blaine, pressing his forehead against his.

"What's wrong?"

"I want a better dad." He whispered – so quiet Kurt could barely hear him.

Kurt's eyes widened and he placed a hand on Blaine's shoulder. "Blaine…"

Blaine swallowed hard, his shoulders shaking with the effort it was taking him to keep his sobs quiet.

"I don't want to be like this anymore. I don't want a fucked family. I don't want to be here…I just…I want out."

"No you don't. Please don't say that Blaine. Please. You've got me…and you've got my dad…there's no reason you need to…"

"But it's hard."

"I know." Kurt whispered. "I know it's hard…but…"

"No buts…" Blaine hissed, his hand covering his face as he sobbed into it. "There's no point."

"Blaine…there's always a point."

"But sometimes there isn't."

Kurt let out a little squeak of frustration, and just nuzzled his forehead against Blaine's.

"Go to sleep…I'll wake you up before the nurses come."

Blaine nodded, curling slightly.

Kurt frowned. "You cold?"

"Not really."

"I don't care. Get under the blanket."

"Yes mum." Blaine muttered, sliding under it and brushing against Kurt's body.

They both froze, but neither of them moved nor said anything. Finally, Blaine let out a breath and relaxed, and Kurt in turn did the same.

Despite how relaxed both boys were, neither of them slept that night. They stayed quiet, listening to each other's breathing.

Finally, the first rays of light shined into the room, and Blaine silently moved, uttering an almost silent 'thank you' against Kurt's arm. He closed the curtain and slipped into his own section.

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Breakfast came far too soon for Kurt and Blaine. They were awake at eight, groggily shuffling to the cafeteria to get their food. They returned to their own sections shortly after eating, spending most of that day sleeping. Jessie was slightly concerned, but figured she should wait and see what would happen tomorrow.

"I'm going to sleep." Kurt muttered after dinner – he was still exhausted. "See you tomorrow?"

Blaine nodded sleepily, before disappearing into his section.

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"Blaine!" Kurt grinned, shaking him awake. "Blaine, wake up."

"Don't want to." He mumbled, rolling over.

Kurt insistently prodded him, until he finally sat up.

"What?"

"We're going to the courtyard. With your guitar."

"Why?"

"Because. Now come eat breakfast so we can go."

Blaine grumbled, but managed to pull himself out of bed and follow Kurt to the cafeteria. Kurt was giddy, and it was weirding Blaine out.

"Why are you so happy?"

"Just am. Hurry up and eat."

Blaine laughed, swallowing the last mouthful of food before standing up and grinning.

He was much happier this morning.

"Okay. Lead the way."

Kurt grinned. "We have to find Jessie and get your guitar first." He instructed, and Blaine nodded.

Together, they located the nurse and requested her presence in the courtyard. She quickly agreed – retrieving the guitar and sitting on her chair at the doorway. Kurt and Blaine ventured into the grass, sitting down.

"Why did you want the guitar?"

"Because I made something for you." Kurt grinned nervously.

"What?"

"Just play. Please. The same tune of the song you wrote me."

Blaine raised an eyebrow, adjusting the capo before playing. Kurt let the intro pass, before he opened his mouth and began to sing.

You pick up the blade, and say it's okay.
This is the last time it'll be this way.
You know that you're not to blame.
Why do you feel ashamed?
Stop trying to hide away and forget your pain.
With every minute, of every hour of every day,
You're getting better, please don't fade away.

Blaine stared at Kurt, his eyes watery, and together they launched into the chorus –

I look into your eyes – I can see you're unhappy.
I look into your eyes – I can feel your pain.
They say we'll be alright…
They say it's just a phase…
But you and I know it's deeper.

Blaine finished the song on G, swallowing hard as they let a small silence wash over them.

"Thank you." Blaine whispered. "That's…that's brilliant."

"I want you to get better…so I can get better. I…I care about you a lot, Blaine." Kurt bit his lip. "I don't want you to die on me."

Blaine smiled slightly. "I'll try."

Kurt shook his head. "That's not good enough. You can't die on me. Because I'll die too."

"Kurt…"

"Blaine, you're my best friend."

Blaine fell silent as he realised that it wasn't just because Kurt could have been in love with him, or just because he was gay and they had to stick together. Blaine did love Kurt – but it wasn't real love. It was stupid teenager love – and that's all it was for now.

But they were best friends. And that was really all they needed.

"Okay. I won't."

Kurt smiled. "Good…because we have to finish this song. It hasn't got a bridge yet."

Blaine gave him a small smile.

"That's okay…"

Kurt raised an eyebrow, and Blaine glanced at him.

"We still haven't crossed ours yet."

A/N: So that marks the first part of Hospital. We've got more planned, but they haven't been written. It's basically a three-parter, in my head, but it could just turn into two.

Anyway, these three parts are based on a recovery program. First is admittance and acceptance - knowing you have the problem. Over the course of 'Hospital', both Kurt and Blaine have admitted to each other that they have problems - they've identified why they have this problem, and Blaine apparently knows how to fix his. The second step is Breaking Habits and Recovery, and the third step is Self-Certainty. If you're all along for the ride, then so are we.

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