“Stop it please” Blaine begged out as he received another kick to the ribs. He had just been dragged into an alleyway just off the street. He felt so many arms and legs all other his body.
“Kick him, harder.” One of the voices from above laughed. Another kick to the ribs and he felt them breaking. Little pieces separating from the main bits of bone and flying off in different directions each hitting different organs.
“Please god no please! Just take it, just take it” Blaine blurted out but this time blood poured out of his mouth making him chock.  
“Mr Anderson, are you okay?” Blaine opened his eyes. The pain that had just been thundering round his entire body had now been replaced by the feeling of pins and needles in his legs.  
“I...I...” Blaine stuttered as he lifted himself off the ground.
“You fainted. Have you had anything to eat or drink today?” The doctor asked as he helped Blaine who was trying to get the feeling back in his legs.
“I didn’t get chance...my kids?” Blaine said as he brushed off the doctor’s arm and raced for the door. They hadn’t eaten since breakfast they must be starving.
“Don’t worry about them I’m sure the nurses would have provided them with something. Come on we really need to get you sorted.” The doctor helped Blaine out of the cold room just as he looked back wondering if he would ever see Kurt’s face again.

“Here” The doctor pasted Blaine a sandwich as he sat on the chair in a small waiting room. He was still physically shaking.
“Thank you” Blaine replied as he was handed the sandwich and took a bite out of it. It tasted like cardboard but Blaine was so hungry he chewed it down so fast like it was his favourite meal ever.
“I’m sorry for fainting in there.” Blaine said as he put the empty paper plate by the side of him.
“Don’t worry abo.....” The doctor said before he got interrupted by a noise. Blaine grabbed his phone out of his jacket pocket and stared at the screen.
“Burt” He said as he looked at the doctor, he felt his heart stop for a second. He had to answer it, he needed to tell him.
“Blaine hi. I couldn’t get hold of Kurt I tried his mobile a few times and only got his voice mail. Anyway I wanted to tell you I’m in New York at the moment and I’m going to stop by yours. I just got delayed as they closed one of the roads off looks like something big has happened.....” The voice on the other end of the line said with too much enthusiasm for Blaine’s likening at the present time.
“Burt stop a second....” Blaine shouted shocking everyone around him, even himself.
“I’m sorry but I’m at the hospital and and...”
“Is it one of the kids? Are they okay?  I’ll be right over ok” Burt said as Blaine felt his hand shaking. He couldn’t tell him over the phone it wouldn’t be right.
“Please come quickly.” Blaine’s voice began to break.
“I’ll be there in 10” Blaine slowly pulled the phone down.
“I’ll go and meet him by the door if you want? I’ll bring him here to you.” Blaine nodded as he quickly pulled up a picture of Burt so the doctor could see who he was looking out for.

Burt rushed in from the now heavy rain that was falling outside. The weather was getting worse and he wasn’t looking forward to going back out in it.
“Mr Hummel?” The doctor said as he saw Burt dressed in a checked shirt, jeans, his trademark cap and a backpack.   
“Yes, where are they?”” Burt hadn’t expected a doctor to wait for his arrival.
“I’m Doctor Wilson, Mr Anderson is waiting for you down here, if you would like to follow me.” Burt followed the doctor down the long corridors reading each sign as he went past. Children’s ward oh we must be here he thought to himself but when they carried on straight past he decided to finally ask which department they were heading to.
“Umm Dr Wilson but which ward are we heading to?” Burt said as he adjusted his collar. Dr Wilson didn’t reply he just carried on walking in silence.

They finally arrived at the door and Dr Wilson opened it leading Burt into the small room. Blaine looked up and felt his heart stop.
“Blaine...where’s Kurt?” Burt asked as he looked for any sign of his son.
“Do you want me to stay or should I wait outside?” Dr Wilson asked as he held the door open.
“Outside if you don’t mind.” Dr Wilson nodded before heading out. Burt went and sat down on the sofa next to Blaine he could sense something was off not like last time. When Liz was 2 she had fallen over and banged her head off a rock in the park, she ended up having stitches in head. Burt could remember that day so clear in his mind, Kurt and Blaine were so panicked, so stressed but this was different like Blaine wasn’t really there in the room with him.
“Blaine what’s happened why are we here?” Burt asked. He watched as Blaine messed with his hands, still shaking.
“It’s Kurt...”
“Oh god what happened? Is he ok?”
“He...he on the way to work he got beaten up. I don’t know what happened, I don’t think I want to know but he got beaten up and he well his injuries...” Blaine stopped as he looked into Burt’s green eyes hoping that he didn’t have to explain anymore.
“His injuries, what?” Burt stuttered.   
“They took him in to the theatre and well he they...they, there was nothing they could do for him and his...his dead Burt his gone and I’m never going to see him again.” Blaine broke back into tears as he felt a pair of arms suddenly tug him, holding him, rocking him. He looked up to see Burt, his tears were in clear view but he was trying to stay as brave as he could for Blaine. He knew how he felt, it had happened to him when Kurt was only a child.
“It’s going to be ok Blaine, I promise you” Burt said as he felt Blaine’s tears slowly sink through his shirt and onto his chest. Burt felt like that the part of his heart that hadn’t been taken away from him in his wife’s death had now been torn out and stood on. He tried his best but he eventually joined Blaine his tears falling on Blaine’s gelled hair.
“Have you told Liz and Alex yet?” Burt asked as he released Blaine from his grip.
“No I...I don’t know how to tell them. I can’t it would break their hearts.” Blaine said as he wiped his face.
“We will come to that junction when we get to it but for now I want to see my son.” Burt said as he got up off his seat.
“Of course”

Blaine along with Dr Wilson had led Burt to the room that was holding Kurt’s body. Burt looked back at Blaine.
“Can I go in alone?” Burt asked not wanting to offend his son-in-law.
“I understand” Blaine spoke as he placed a hand on his shoulder and giving him just a tiny smile. As soon as the door shut he could hear the sound of Burt breaking down. He felt like he was going to be sick as he heard Burt. Deep breathes he thought to himself, deep breaths I need to be strong for the children.

Burt walked closer to his son’s lifeless body. He could feel every part of him breaking. It shouldn’t have been Kurt on this slab of a table, no he had a young family, a successful career, a nice apartment in the city, no it shouldn’t have been him on the table at all. No parent should see their child like this, not now or ever. All that Burt could think of was how he should be up there in his place he had his time on this planet. He finally saw Kurt’s badly beaten face and he let out a scream. As much as he wanted to keep it all in he just couldn’t. How could someone hurt his son like this. He pulled his son’s body up and hugged it as tight as he could.
“My boy, my baby boy” Burt yelled.

Blaine looked at his phone why he was waiting, just looking at the photos. Finally the door opened and Burt walked out. He walked out looking ten times older from all the crying he had done.
“I suggest you two go home and take some rest.” Dr Wilson said as he pasted Blaine his jacket.
“What will happen with his body now?” Blaine asked.
“Well an autopsy will be done to find out and confirm the cause of death and depending on how the police will act on the attack we will let you know on when we will release the body to you.” Of course Blaine had forgotten that the police would be investigating what happened.
“How soon do you think we will get it?” Burt asked as picked up his bag pack.
“It really depends on how the investigation is going. If they get everything they need in the autopsy to being with it could be this week or it could be in a month.” Blaine felt sick in his stomach like they were talking about Kurt as a piece of meat. He was still Kurt, the life may have gone but he was still Kurt. Dr Wilson quickly ran into the office just at the side of the corridor and came back out with a plastic bag.
“These are the items he had on him when he came in today.” Dr Wilson pasted the bag to Blaine. His little pocket watch and his wedding ring where inside an even smaller see through plastic bag. In the main bag were all his clothes that had been ripped off him from when they had to get to him.
“I’m sorry that’s all he came in with.”
“His bag and phones missing.” Blaine mumbled.

Blaine and Burt followed Dr Wilson to the children’s ward. Blaine had never been so nervous to see his children before in his life.
“We need to not worry them remember” Burt reminded Blaine. They had made it to the door and found Liz colouring in at one of the tables.
“Daddy!!!! Grandpa!!!” She shouted as she ran to Burt who lifted her up over his head.
“How are you princess?” He asked with so much enthusiasm, he could tell that Burt had done this before.
“Hey Alex” Blaine said as he bent down and picked up his son.
“I’m tired” He yawned as he started to fall asleep in his arms.
“And hungry” Liz demanded as he she got placed back on the floor.
“Well good job we are going home then. Who fancies Grandpa Burt’s special spaghetti Bolognese?” Burt asked as he led the way out of the ward.
“I do I do!” Liz said as she licked her lips.   
“Daddy, where’s Papa?” A sleepy Alex asked. Blaine looked at Burt who just whispered
“His sleeping dear.”