Kurt slammed the door open to Blaine's single room, holding the door open for Mairead and Joey. Blaine was again passed out from all the movement and he was bleeding through the bandages on his forehead and blood started to slowly trickle down his nose. After settling him on the bed, Carol took charge.

"Kurt, get me the gauze and the thermometer, he feels a little too warm for comfort." Carol ordered him. Kurt got out the supplies she needed from her messenger bag.

"Hey Kurt, I think I can help out with Carol and Blaine. Joey wants to talk to you right now. About this." Mairead spoke to Kurt quietly, as to not wake up Blaine. He nodded and went out the door to talk with Joey.

"What you know about this, um… Mairead is it?" Carol asked as she snapped on latex-free gloves and gently peeled back the clear bandages Joey had put on the night before. They both hissed at what they saw. The wound was an angry red and purple streak across his forehead with pus oozing out around the edges. The ones on his cheek and temple were also looking infected, red, and shiny.

"Mmgh, wha'… wha's going on?" Blaine mumbled as his eyes fluttered open. He woke up from the pain and grimaced at the hammer pounding on his head. Blaine tried to breathe through his nose but found that it hurt too much. He started to move to sit up but Mairead held him down by his shoulders.

"Hey, not so fast, Anderson. We're trying to clean out your cuts. Hate to say it, but you're going to be in serious pain for the next few hours." She told him. His eyes were wide open at this point.

Carol came to his rescue. "But if you want, I can give you a sedative. It'll knock you out for a few hours. Do you want that?" Blaine nodded and held up a finger.

"O-on one con-condition," He spoke hoarsely as the pain was getting too much. Mairead saw this and offered her hand to him. Blaine grabbed it and crushed her hand, she didn't say anything; he was scared of the incoming needle and his memories. Blaine had always had bad memories that came back whenever someone put him out with medication, much like her.

"I want K-Kurt in here, too. Before you put me to s-sleep." He said to Mairead with tears in his eyes. She looked at him with such sympathy; he was always the strongest one of the two of them. It hurt her so much to see him suffering.

She nodded. "'Kay, I'll go and get him; but you need to let go of my hand so I can get him, okay?" Mairead gently pried open his hand to get Kurt. Carole took up the empty hand and murmured soothing words. She ran to the door and ran down the hall to the room where Joey and Kurt were. Kurt had tears in his eyes that were threatening to spill over, Joey was in his arms and bawling his eye out on Kurt's Marc Jacob jacket; Kurt didn't care at that point.

"Hey," she said gently while touching Kurt's shoulder. "He's asking for all of us, Carol's going to give him a sedative to help him sleep while we clean him up." He nodded as Joey dried up his tears on his hoodie sleeves.

"Courage, Joey. Did you know those were the words he said to me when I first came here? Now, I'm saying it to you because you are such a brave young man and the best brother anyone can have. Okay?" Kurt spoke to Joey.

Once in the room, Kurt immediately put a gentle hand to his cheek as Blaine snapped his eyes open in panic. "Hey, hey. I'm here, Blaine. I'm not going to let anything else hurt you." Kurt spoke to Blaine in such a loving way. Mairead took Blaine's hand from Carole and nodded to her. Carole readied the needle with the sedative.

"I know it's scary, Blaine. But, courage. Just like you told me when I first met you, remember?" Kurt whispered to him.

"B-But the memories, the pain, I-I don't w-want t-t-to go b-back!" He started crying, his nose started hurting with the most intense pain so far; the mucus that was building up was aggravating the newly set cartilage. He started to try and push against Mairead's grip on his shoulder.

Mairead started singing, in her horrible voice that Blaine always made fun of, the last song that was on her iPod, signaling Joey to join in.

Pretty pretty please, don't you ever ever feel

Like you're less than, less than perfect

Pretty pretty please, if you ever ever feel like you're nothing

You are perfect to me!

Kurt joined in looking straight at Blaine's fear-stricken eyes. Mairead nodded to Carole who took the cap of the needle.

Joey and Kurt continued singing. "Carole, at flick of my fingers, inject the sedative." Mairead said as quietly as she could. Carole nodded.

Joey, Mairead, and Kurt crowded around the head of Blaine bed so he couldn't see the needle that was going to put him so sleep. Mairead rejoined the singing.

You're so mean, when you talk about yourself, you were wrong

Change the voices in your head, make them like you instead

So complicated, look happy, you'll make it!

Filled with so much hatred, such a tired game

It's enough! I've done all I can think of

Chased down all my demons, I've seen you do the same

Mairead cried at the last line of lyrics, it perfectly described what she and Blaine had gone through in their young lives. She squeezed his hand as she gave a thumb's up to Carole behind her back.

Blaine felt the needle sticking into his left deltoid muscle and a warm liquid spreading though out his body. He fought against the sedative long enough to mutter two words to Kurt.

"Kiss me." Kurt obliged as Blaine fell asleep. Mairead could feel Blaine's grip on her hand relaxing, the sedative was working.

"I think he's asleep now." Kurt said to Carole as he stroked back his curly, ungelled hair back from his angry forehead. "Do you two want to go? I can stay here with him. Go get lunch, it's about noon already."

Mairead nodded. "I'll be back, I'm staying the night with him too, if that's okay with you." Kurt nodded. "Hey, Joey, let's go home and get some stuff for an overnight trip, okay?" He hadn't taken his eyes off of his big brother since he had fallen asleep. "Joey? Let's go home, okay? Blaine'll be okay, you see? Carole's here and so is Kurt. He's going to be fine." Mairead tried to say to Joey without breaking into tears.

Carole looked at Joey as she discarded her gloves and replaced them with a fresh pair. "Mairead's right, I'll be done cleaning him up by the time you get back in two hours. Okay? I promise you that no one will enter this room again until you get back." She said kindly to him. Joey finally nodded and got off the bed and took Mairead's hand.

"I'll get the two of you food when we come back. You're veggie right, Kurt?" Kurt nodded, still stroking Blaine's hair back from his face.

"C'mon, let's go Joey." Mairead led him from the room and out to her car.

Back in the room…

"Kurt, I need your help. I know you don't like what I do but I can't do it alone." Carole said to him as she dug out numerous supplies from both of their bags. He nodded first gently taking the pillow out from behind Blaine head as he knew that that was the best way to treat head wounds.