Overnight there was no change. Kurt was still unconscious. Blaine every so often checked on him.
It was 9 am the morning after the beating, Blaine walked into Kurt's room. He was reading the chart when he heard a small sound. His head shot up and put the chart on the table before walking to the side of the bed.
Kurt's eyes started to flutter open. All Kurt saw was this gorgeous figure standing over him in a white coat. He knew Blaine was his doctor.
"Kurt! Can you hear me?" Blaine asked a little too cheerful. He made another sound, and it was more of a groan. But he accompanied it with a nod.
Blaine pulled out his stethoscope from his lab coat pocket and started to listen to his heart and lungs. Kurts breathing was strong so his breathing tube was ready to be taken out.
Blaine put his stethoscope around his neck and started to prepare to take it out.
"Okay, I am going to need you to blow for me so I can take out the tube that is down your throat." Blaine said and Kurt nodded.
"Okay, Blow." Blaine said as he took the tube out. The second it was out, Kurt started to cough. He stood up and coughed a little while longer.
"Why-What happened to me?" Kurt said, in a strained voice. Blaine looked up from writing on Kurt's chart. He might as well tell the truth.
"Um, I don't know how to tell you this, but you were beaten." Blaine replied, looking down. Then it Kurt and everything came back to him. Dave, yelling at him, and hitting him. Kurt started to break down and cry.
Blaine cursed to himself and put his pen down he was writing with and walked closer to the teen.
"Hey, it's going to be okay Kurt. You are safe now." Blaine tried to comfort him, and it helped a little. He put a hand on Kurt's shoulder.
"It's just that the guy who did this to me, he thinks it his duty to make my life a living hell, and nobody seems to notice." Kurt said and then added on. "I'm the only person out of the closet at my school. I try to stay strong about it. But it is impossible when he confronts me daily."
"Kurt, what you're going through, just know you are not alone. I shouldn't tell you this, but I will tell you anyway. I got taunted during my school years for the exact same reason. One thing you can do is refuse to be the victim. Prejudice is just ignorance, Kurt. And you have a chance right now to teach him."
"How?" Kurt asked.
"Confront him. Call him out. Do the thing that I never did." Blaine replied.
"Thank you for telling me this Dr.-" Kurt started.
"Anderson." Blaine replied. "And you're welcome." Blaine smiled.
"Now, how are you feeling Kurt? Any pain?" Blaine asked, walking back to the edge of the bed where the chart was.
"Well, my stomach hurts." Blaine nodded.
"Well the reason your stomach hurts is because you had a surgery yesterday. It was bleeding internally, but I will personally give more pain medication. You have another surgery at 12 noon."
"I didn't realize my injuries were that bad. How are my parents going to pay for it, they got married last week." Kurt said.
"I don't you to worry about that Kurt; all they want is for you to get better."
"Thank you Dr. Anderson." Kurt said sincerely.
"It has been my pleasure, if you want anything, or have any questions. I want you to have one of the nurses page me. I have to go, but I will come and check on you soon." Blaine smiled and started to leave. He was almost out of the room when the monitors started going crazy.
Blaine ran back to the bed. Kurt was lying completely still for a few seconds and then started to shake uncontrollable. Nurses ran inside the room.
"Page Dr. Montgomery, he needs the surgery now." Blaine said after the nurse injected the drug to stop the seizure.
"Yes. Dr. Anderson" The nurse said and Wes walked into the room a few minutes later.
"What happened?" Wes asked Blaine.
"He had a seizure. He needs to have the surgery now." Blaine replied, writing in the chart. Documenting the seizure and the time it happened. Wes could tell how Blaine feels about Kurt.
"Okay, let's take him down now." Wes turned to one of the nurses. "Lauren, tell the department to move my Craniotomy to five."
"Yes, right away."
Wes took Kurt into surgery and everything went well. Wes walked into Blaine's office and saw him charting. Blaine heard him enter and looked up from the binders.
"How did he do?" Blaine asked.
"Good, no complications. He should make a full recovery." Wes replied, sitting down and looking at Blaine. They were great friends.
"Blaine, do you like Kurt?" Blaine's eyes widened. He knew what Wes meant.
"Of course I like him, he's my patient."
"You know what I meant." Wes said.
"No, not in that way. It's just what he's going through right now I can relate, because I went through the same thing when I was in school. You know that."
"Yeah I remember your first day at Dalton, very quiet, timid. Things got better, look at you now." Wes said and Blaine laughed remembering those days.
"Please don't remind me of that year." Blaine said and Wes laughed. "Look at US now. It's not just me."
"True, and there is also Nick, never thought he would become a surgeon." Blaine nodded in agreement. Wes stood up from the chair.
"Anyway, Kurt has been taken to a room on the second floor; he is no longer in the ICU. He should wake up soon. Have his parents been contacted?"
"Yeah. I called them as soon as you took him down. They said they would be here soon." Blaine replied, closing his last chart.
"Okay, that's good. At least he has a family to support him through all this. It will help him heal faster."
"Yeah, that is good." Blaine agreed, standing up from his chair.
"Well I have a consult; I will talk to you later." Wes said and left Blaine's office.
An hour later, Blaine went downstairs and walked to Kurt's room to check up on him. He almost walked in, but he saw Kurt's family and friends with him. He would give them alone time with Kurt, who was awake.