Burt wasn’t sure whether he and Carole would be able to get to the hospital that day.
They both had been postponing their entire house or work tasks; doing only the most urgent ones so the rest of the time they’ll have to spend by Kurt. But their chores kept piling up.

Since he needed to be at the shop, Burt only had an hour that day to stop at the hospital. When he got there the room was empty, so he grabbed a chair and put it next to the bad.

He took Kurt's hand in his own and held it tight "Baby? Do you hear me?" Burt lowered his head to their entwined hands "Please Kurt, please wake up." He whispered.

"Kurt... I need you."  Burt tried to be strong though all this but he couldn’t keep it to himself anymore, and since no one was there he allowed himself to cry for the first time since he heard about the accident.

"There was a time when I thought I couldn’t make it." He said into their hands.
" After your mom died... I wasn’t myself. And I thought nothing would ever make me feel whole again."
"I tried to do my best... Be both your mom and dad. But I never felt I was doing it right... I kept wondering what your mother would have done."
"But then I came from work one day and found you drawing on the kitchen table. You made me a card that said 'The Best Dad'. It had drawing of the two of us and a lot of glitter."
He smiled at the memory of that. "I couldn’t clean all of the glitter from the table for three months."

"When you gave me the card you had the biggest smile and at that moment I knew nothing would be more important to me than keeping that smile on your face." And then Burt felt a squeeze in his hand. He raised his head to look at him.

"… Kurt?"

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Blaine hurried to the room.

When he opened the door he saw the back of Burt and a doctor who just finish explaining to Kurt the reasons for his hospitalization and lots of medical terms he might suffer from in the next few days.

Blaine hurried to Kurt's side, grabbed his hand and smiled encouragingly at him. He had waited for that moment for so long and he couldn’t wait for the moment they'll be alone.

Suddenly Blaine noticed that Kurt's face was drenched in confusion and his hand was trying to escape from Blaine's touch.

Kurt's eyes skipped from their hands to Blaine's face to his father's- looking at him with confusion and searching for explanations. "… Dad? Who is he?"

Burt stared wide eyed for a second, cleared his throat and took one step closer to the bed.
"Kurty... It’s Blaine..." He waited for any indication of understanding from Kurt and then added, "Your boyfriend."

Kurt once again looked at Blaine, and the look of confusion was now mixed with panic .He took his hand forcibly from Blaine's grip. "I… I don’t know. I don’t remember him."

Blaine stared at him with total shock.

"It's totally normal." The doctor startled the three of them. "The accident might cause him head trauma which sometimes indicates damage on the short term memory." They were now staring at him, hoping for more reassuring news coming next.

"I can't say for sure when he might gain back his memory." He said as if reading their minds. "What's best for him now is to go back to his normal life and occupations. It might speed up the process." He sent another look of encouragement at them and headed out of the room.

Blaine once again tried to hold Kurt's hand. "Kurt, love, it's me... Blaine." He looked at him with tear filled eyes.

Kurt pushed himself as far away as he could on the single bed and slipped his hands from under Blaine's.

Before Kurt could say anything Burt touched Blaine's shoulder. "Blaine, maybe he just needs some time to recover..." After a few seconds Burt added, "I think it will be better if you let him rest for a while."

Blaine took one more look at Kurt, hoping he might ask him to stay. But he didn't, so Blaine nodded and walked to the door.

When he was out of the room he heard a faded "I'll call you later" from Burt.