Blaine woke up to the touch of a finger tip tracing his outlines.

He kept his eyes shut knowing it was Kurt, with touch so soft and delicate that he could almost have missed it.

It started on his eyelashes to his nose and lips. Then it went down to his arms skimming through his stomach and legs.

Then a pair of lips was pressed against his neck and he whispered slowly "Kurt".

His own voice startled him to awakening, he turned around to find the bed beside him empty.

When memories of last night flooded his mind he rushed through the room searching for his phone only to find it had shut down while he slept.

Blaine connected the phone to the charger and stared at the device while he waited for it to power up since he could not think of anything better to do.

He couldn’t thing about anything beside worst case scenarios which left him numb and panicked.

His phone contained a few missed calls and a voice mail, he tried to decide whether he should try calling Kurt again or listening to the message from the unknown number. Somehow the second option made him sick to his stomach and only when he started dialing the password to his voicemail he noticed that his hands were shaking.

Through the phone burst a familiar voice, it was Carole.

"Blainey. It's Kurt.. He's alive, but in bad shape. He had a ca…"

Blaine didn't hear the rest of the message. The phone was on the floor and his head held in his hands when he started crying.

He didn’t let himself to fall apart for too long. Blaine knew that he must find him, and he must take his hand and tell him that everything's gonna be alright.

In the last few days Blaine hadn't leave Kurt's bed side. He couldn't bear the thought of getting back at night to their empty apartment, so when Burt and Carole left the hospital to get some sleep, Blaine found himself once again terrified and restless.

He went downstairs to the hospitals cafeteria to get some food and caffeine to his system.

A cheery waitress served him the coffee "Here you go sir!.. sir? Sir?"

Only when she pushed the cup to his hands did she successfully get his attention,

and since she noticed his startle she repeated herself.

"Here's your coffee order sir! Have a lovely day."

Blaine nodded to his coffee cup and turn to get back towards Kurt's room when the words of the cashier echoed in his head and he was reminded of something he forgot.

He quickly pushed his phone outside his back pocket.

"Blainey? I've been looking for you and your pretty boy in the last two days! I'm glad you decided to pick up the phone since I might as well drive myself crazy over here!"

Blaine wasn't sure he could form a complete sentence at that moment. He started talking but his voice was broken as he tried to stop himself from sobbing again.

"Mer.. I'm s..sorry. Kurt. He's in the h..hospital and he hasn't woken up for more than t..two days now. "

"What?! Are you serious with me now? How could you.." She stopped herself from scowling at him since she figured it's not a good time for that. "Text me the details, I'll be there as soon as possible!"

Mercedes arrived to the hospital an hour later, rushing toward Kurt's room.

She held his hand and kissed his forehead, tears welled up in her eyes she turned around to find Blaine curled up in a couch at the end of the room.

"Tell me what happened." She said while grabbing a chair to sit beside him.

"He got a phone call saying that his dad was not feeling well, and they thought about taking him to the hospital.. He took the car although he was in no condition to drive." He took his head in his hands and started sobbing.

Mercedes sat beside him and hold him close, pet him and mumbled comfort words.

Blaine sniffled "Mer, I should have stopped him. I should have gone after him and make him take a cab, or stay in bed.. I don’t know. “

"I don't know how long he drove. He skipped a stop sign and the other driver was going too fast… He got broken leg, cracked ribs and fractured skull." Blaine started crying again "He also has a wife and a three year old girl… They came to see Kurt today. The girl asked for Kurt's forgiveness because her daddy told her he drove too fast."

"Blainey... the past few days had been too hard on you... You should go home, get some rest."

Blaine raised his head and looked at her with tear filled eyes. "I'm not leaving his side. Not until he comes back home with me. Not until I know he's safe and healthy l.. like he was before."

For the first time Mercedes took a good look at Kurt's bed and the machinery that surrounded it. It looked terrifying.

"They don’t know when he's going to wake up." Blaine whispered in an almost inaudible voice.

"Or if he will.." At that he started crying again, and Mercedes decided she's not leaving her boys tonight.