Betad by LuigiMc1997

Oh my god! Thank you guys cos The reviews are getting longer and longer ... and it becomes more substantial, not just the common "please update"... I really can sense your reaction to my story! Its a big help So kudos for you!

I really didnt know how I finished this chapter on time... I was busy with my exams... and I was sick this week... I didnt even know how to start the chapter... Im stuck on what scene I should write first... Dammit!

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I can hear the wailing sound of the ambulance where Im laying.

"Kurt, please wake up, buddy... please..."

"Uncle Kurt... Stop bleeding..."

I can hear the desperate plea of my brother and nephew beside me.

I can hear them, I can feel them, but I just cant see them. Its not that I dont want to open my eyes; its just that I cant. Im struggling to open my eyes and mouth, but I just dont have the energy anymore. I even wonder how my brain is still functioning with all the pain Im feeling.

I felt my body being transferred to a softer cot, heard the loud slam of double doors being rushed open and the hurried foot steps towards me. I dont need to open my eyes to know that Im being rushed to the emergency room. The panic voices of the medic are all I need to know where I am.

"Emergency in Level One. Paging for Doctor Fabray. Emergency in Level One, paging for Doctor Fabray."

"Help! please save my brother and his child, please!"

"...We are doing the best we can to save him, but sir, please stay outside of the room."

Suddenly, I cant hear Finns or Fiyeros voice, I can only hear the continuous beep of the machines around me and the three same unfamiliar voices of the paramedics. I struggled to open my mouth, and shout Finns name. Im terrified. Im hurt, Im bleeding, and Im alone with these people I do not know of. Shit! What will happen to me?

"Whats the patients status?"

"...Kurt Elizabeth Hummel; age, twenty-eight; Five months pregnant."

"Shit! Hes a carrier! We need Doctor Fabray, find her!"

I heard the door opened and closed again. I felt the soft cold breeze to my now naked body, and then I felt a thin metal point piercing through my skin.

"... We got his heartbeat!"

*beep*

*beep*

*beep*

*beep*

"Fuck! We need two heartbeats... we need the babys!"

My baby? Whats happening to my baby? Oh please, dont let anything happen to Pickles. And then I felt someone used their finger to pry open my right eye, then my left eye, I simultaneously saw a white blinding light directed to my eyes, but I knew I didnt react to it.

"...sir, the patient isnt responding."

"...Damn it! Prepare the defibrillators. Be on stand-by when the heart rate goes flat."

"Yes, sir."

Im starting to lose unconsciousness again, but Im fighting it, I need to know what will happen to my baby. They need to save my baby, they have to.

"Im here! Status pronto!"

I heard Quinns voice dominating the whole room. I felt relieved that my friend is here, I knew she will save me and my baby. I can trust her with our lives

"Kurt Hummel, five months pregnant, fell down a flight of stairs... around 4 feet from the ground."

"Doc, the patient is experiencing huge blood loss."

"Dammit Hummel!"

*beep beep beep*

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"Doc, his heart rate is going abnormally faster!"

"How about the childs?"

"...we cant find the childs pulse..."

"Fuck! We need to save the father first! Bring me my scalpel!"

Wait! Quinn, what are you doing to my baby? I wanted to shout at my friend, but the oxygen mask obscuring my face made it harder for me to open my mouth.

Quinn! Save my child please! Not me! Let me die! Let me die, just not my child! Please... save Pickles

"We have to get the baby out."

I wanted to struggle for my babys life but the anesthesia they put in the oxygen tank must have been starting to take effect. Im starting to lose consciousness, I can feel it... I can feel sleep taking over me.

When I felt the cold sharp knife pierced through my belly, I knew I heard myself whispered "Save Pickles" before losing consciousness.

But I also knew that I was too late... They took my baby away.

"They are lies, Kurt. I swear, I lied to you when I say that what happened to us didnt mean anything... Kurt, Im sorry. Im sorry for being an asshole husband to you, for being a douchebag father... but please Kurt believe me when I said that I didnt mean what I said before. I want you and the baby. I lied when I said I didnt want Pickles... Please... Please Kurt forgive me. I need you in my life. I know Im going to spend my entire life asking for your forgiveness, and Im okay with that as long as I have you. Im happy to spend my whole life being enslaved to you than spending eternity without you in it. So Kurt, please. I love you so much... Please be mine again-"Blaines voice was cut off by the shrilling sound of the speakers.

"Announcement to all Passengers boarding Flight 287B; Route, New York City to Ohio, there will be a short delay of 3 hours due to the massive snow fall. Announcement to all passengers board-"

"Shit! Another delay?" Blaine complained in his seat on the VIP waiting area of JFK Airport. He had been there waiting for two hours because of the first flight cancellation. He spent those two hours strolling around the shops inside the airport, buying gifts for Kurt and Pickles. He already bought a bouquet of aqua blue flowers (it reminds him of Kurts eyes), a big heart-shaped box of dark chocolates (sweetness of Kurts lips combined with the taste of bittered pickles), and a human-sized white teddy bear (white-pale; just like Kurts skin). He had seen these things on the movies that Kurt had forced him to watch. The male lead will give the female lead these presents when he screwed up and she will instantly forgive him. He just hoped that he could also melt Kurts anger with these gifts.

Blaine sighed heavily. The flight delay didnt help in easing his nervousness; the longer he waits, the more anxiousness he gets. There is an itching feeling inside his heart that wanted to cry, he just didnt know why. Its just really uncomfortable and unsettling.

He dismisses those emotions and looked down at the speech he is trying to practice when he will finally face Kurt. He doesnt care about the other passengers looking weirdly at him; his focus is on Kurt and how he can win him back. He lifted the piece of paper to his face and started reading again; checking if he missed any points he didnt apologize for.

"Kurt, you are the love of my life... and Im sorry that it took you walking away from me to realize that. I cannot not have you in my life. I know that you needed time and space, and Im willing to wait even if it takes forever. But remember that I will always love you-"Blaine groaned when his phone vibrated, once again interrupting him mid-sentence.

He was confused at first when the caller ID is labeled Home, but then he remembered leaving Cooper and Sam in his apartment; letting them clean his apartment for him, well he knew Cooper wont clean; he was just there to boss Sam around because Sam was condemned to eternal punishment from Cooper for giving Blaine the divorce papers.

Blaine answered the phone grinningly. He is still grateful for the push that his brother had given him. "Hello!"

"Tell me youre in Ohio," was Coopers worried reply. Blaine face instantly fell upon hearing the concerned voice of his brother.

"Cooper... what happened?" Blaine asked slowly; panic starting to rise from his gut.

"Blaine where are you?" Cooper ignored his question. "Just tell me where you are?"

Blaine heard the sound of a car door being slammed and the revival of a car engine from the other end of the phone. "uhmm.. Im still at JFK... my flight has been delayed because of the snow. Cooper, whats happening?"

"Shit! Fucking weather!" Cooper cursed. "Blaine, listen. Stay where you are, dont move. Im going to get you," Cooper said, still ignoring Blaines question.

"Cooper! Tell me what is happening!" Blaine yelled on his phone, ignoring the startled looks of the other passengers.

"B... I think its better for you to wait for me. Ill be there in 10... 15 minutes, tops," Cooper said sympathetically. "Well take the train instead. We dont know if they will cancel the flight again."

"Wait! Wait wait...Youre going to Ohio?" Blaine asked incredulously. "And by train? It will take 17 hours to get there."

"We dont have a choice B. We have to get there immediately, at least on the train we know that we are going to get to Ohio, and looking at the weather, I think the airport will cancel all the flights from-and-to New York. We have to get home immediately, B."

"Cooper just tell me, please... Did something happen to dad? Or to mom?" He asked worriedly. "Please Coop; dont let me think the worst in here."

"B..." Blaine heard Cooper let a loud sigh. "Fine! You have to sit down okay?" Cooper instructed. "Are you sitting down?"

"I never stood up, Coop, please tell me whats wrong..." Blaine pleaded once more.

"...Ca... Carole called earlier... she said that... "Cooper paused and Blaine waited for him to continue, but even before Cooper finished his sentence, Blaine knew what the news is all about. "...its about Kurt... he had an accident..."

Blaine waited for Cooper to say his punch line, waiting for his brother to tell him that he is just pulling his leg, and that it was just a prank call.

.

.

.

There was none.

"Blaine...? Baby bro... Are you still there?" Cooper probed again. It was hard concentrating on driving while calming his brothers nerves. He was hoping that he wont get in an accident. One accident in their family is enough, he wont add to the numbers. "Blaine, please talk to me..." Cooper slapped himself mentally. He should have waited to tell Blaine face-to-face, now, he cant see if his brother is alright.

"Cooper, tell mom to go to the hospital first and give us updates about Kurt," Blaine ordered Cooper calmly.

Cooper wasnt surprised that his brother didnt turn into a weeping mess; he knew that dominating others is Blaines façade when he is hurting.

"I cant B," Cooper answered slowly, because even in that façade, he knew that his brothers mind is starting to get hazy, he have to speak slowly so that Blaine would understand him. "Mom is accompanying Dad on a business trip, remember? But I already called them and theyre on their way back, their plane will land the same time we arrive in Ohio."

"Okay," Blaine answered monotonously.

"Blaine, are you okay?" This was the stupidest question Cooper ever asked. Of course his brother isnt okay; his husbands and childs life is in the brink of life and death. No one will be okay in this kind of situation; hell, he wasnt even feeling alright and its not his wife that has been in the accident.

"Im not fine Coop," Blaine answered truthfully. "I feel so... lost... Just... just hurry up, please." Blaines facade cracked, his true emotions leaking.

Cooper didnt need to see Blaines face to know that he is shedding silent tears. "Im almost there." Cooper didnt want to end their phone conversation; he needed to know that his brother is still alright, but given the circumstances, he knew that Blaine needed some time for himself, so he didnt call back when Blaine hung up on him.

Please let them be alright, please... Please, I need my family, please dont let something happened to them... please... He chanted in his head over and over again; tears falling freely from his eyes as he stared blankly at the wall opposite him.

Blaine didnt thought of it, but this is the worst thing he had ever heard.

"Finn!" Burt shouted at his older son, who had been hugging his wife for comfort. "Where is Kurts friend?" He questioned him, but his eyes never left his younger son, who is lying on the hospital bed.

Ten hours had passed since the operation, and Kurt was transferred to the Intensive Care Unit, but he hadnt regained his consciousness since. Every thirty minutes a nurse would enter the private room and check for Kurts condition; checking the heart rate monitor or changing his dextrose. They have to keep an extra eye on him, given that he was pregnant before and loss a lot of blood.

Finn sniffed and sat up straight before answering his father. "I dont know dad... I saw him on the phone, I think he was the one who called the ambulance, but I was too concerned about Kurt... and when the ambulance came, I didnt know where he went... I didnt bother to look for him... Why?"

"Do you think..." Burt wept the tears leaking from his eyes; he needed to be stronger for his son, for his family. What happened to Kurt had shaken his whole family to the ground. "Do you think that he pushed Kurt to the stairs? Did he want to hurt Kurt?" Burt questioned him; he wanted to know everything happened to his sons accident.

"No, dad... he didnt... Yes, I saw them fighting, but I saw Kurt tripped on the stairs..." Then Finn started to cry loudly. "I... I should have been there; I should have caught him... or anything to prevent this from happening. I should have saved my brother." Finn blamed himself for what happened to Kurt. He was still a little shaken every time he remembered the gush of blood coming from Kurts trousers and from the last words that Kurt uttered before he passed out. "I was useless. I didnt save Pickles! I didnt save his baby... I... I didnt." Finn cried to Rachels arms.

"No, baby... It wasnt your fault... You didnt know... it was just an accident," Rachel comforted her husband; hugging him tightly as she pressed his head to her chest. The position was uncomfortable because of the huge height difference between the couple, but it didnt bother them both because they needed all the comfort they can get from one another. How did it come to this? Everything was so great earlier, Rachel thought to herself, it was just this morning that she convinced Kurt to talk to her, and when she thought that things are going to be fine for her best friend, something drastic had happened to him.

Carole was also about to comfort his older son but she felt his younger son moved from his position. "Guys, keep quiet...." She ordered her family and pointed at Kurt. And they all waited patiently for Kurt to regain his consciousness.

Kurts eyes flutter as he adjusted his sight from the white light in the room. At first, all he can see is blurry faces of the other occupants in the room, but after a while his mind registered the miserable faces that his family is wearing. Slowly, he regained the memories prior to his hospitalization, and without a thought he sat up straight and put his palms on his belly over the hospital blankets.

He sighed in relief when he still felt the bulge in his stomach. He gently caressed it, but he sensed something different. The hump in his stomach isnt that big or hard anymore, its too lumpy, like... like a deflated tire, theres nothing inside of it anymore.

"Dad..."Kurt sobbed and looked up at his dad for explanation, but his dad also looked so lost. Tears are streaming down to all the people inside the room as they watch Kurt threw the blanket from his bed and lifted the hospital gown that is covering his body.

"Dad... wheres my baby?" Kurt whimpered, still looking at his stomach, which is patched with bandages. "Wheres Pickles?"

"Kurt..." Burt slowly approached his son and engulfed him into a hug.

"Wheres my baby?" He questioned again. He looked at Rachel, at Finn and at his step-mom to get answers from them, but all of them remained silent. "Dad... please tell me where my baby is," he pleaded and parted his body from his father. "Please tell me my baby is fine..."

"Kurt... I..." Burt also doesnt have the courage to tell him what happened. He just cant even imagine his sons reaction when he heard the news about his baby. "Pickles... you, uhmm..."

Burt was saved from explaining Kurts situation when Kurts doctor entered the room.

"Quinn!" Kurt half-shouted half-cried to his friend. "You saved my baby, my Pickles, didnt you? You saved Pickles..." He begged her friend.

When Quinn didnt answer immediately, he turned to others and pleaded. "Wheres my baby? Please... can someone tell me what happened to my baby, please... Im begging you..." Kurt cried even more; he isnt stupid, he knew something had happened to his baby, but... but still he cant help but hope that his baby is fine. Please, Im begging you... let my baby be alive...

"...Kurt..." Quinn addressed her friend and slowly walked towards him, taking Burts previous position. She sat on the bed and held Kurts trembling hands. "Im so sorry... we didnt have a choice... we had to save you..."

"You had a choice!" Kurt shouted, anger radiating from him, its very rare for his family to see Kurt furious. "You have a choice Quinn! You can save my baby! You should of saved my baby! Why? Why did you save my life?... I want my baby... I want Pickles back."

Anger turned to cries when Quinn just confirmed that they saved him instead of Pickles. And then he bawled on his friends shoulder. "You should have saved my baby, not me... not me..." He repeated over and over again.

Quinn hugged his friend and continued her explanation. It wont hurt any less if I explain later. She thought to herself and clarified to Kurt and to his family what happened in the surgery while still comforting her friend.

Kurt tried to listen to her words, but he just couldnt focus on anything, his mind is still reeling to the fact that Pickles isnt inside him anymore. And it hurts more when Quinn is trying to tell him everything. He can hear her, but they are only snippets of sentences that really registered to his mind.

"... Im so sorry..."

"... We tried... we really did..."

"... We couldnt find the babys pulse..."

"... died due to loss of blood..."

"... didntt have any choice..."

"... we had to save you..."

"... we took the baby out..."

"... Im so sorry, Kurt." Quinn apologized again. She knew how Kurt was feeling, she had the same predicament when she was in high school, but she knew that it pains Kurt more because he wanted to keep his baby, when she decided to give hers away. She feels sympathetic as a fellow parent, but just like the others, she cant do anything; comforting Kurt was useless because no words can help him survive this obstacle.

All of them were lost for words to comfort, so they just stupidly stared at the crying patient in the doctors arms, whilst wiping their own tears. After a while, when Kurts cry slightly subsided, Kurt requested for all the people to leave the room, he needed space for himself, he needed time to grief for his baby.

"Please, dad... Just for a while..." Kurt pleaded within hiccups.

Burt consented to his wish, but before letting himself out of the room he reminded Kurt. "Blaine and his family are on their way, they a-"He was startled when Kurt shouted at him.

"No! No! I dont want to see him! I dont want him near me!" Kurt shouted angrily, making all the occupants hurriedly come back inside the room.

"What happened?" was Caroles first question when he saw Kurt trembling state.

"I... Kurt what happened?" Burt approached his son again.

"Dad, please... dont let him here. I dont want to see him... Its his fault, everything is his fault," Kurt pleadingly sobbed. "He took my baby from me... its his fault... daddy, please..."

"Kurt, kiddo... please tell me everything. Im confused, how was it his fault when he wasnt there... Kurt, please tell me..."

"Dad...he... the man who visited me wasnt my friend... he... he was Blaines boyfriend..." Kurt continued his explanation, not letting the surprised reaction from his family interrupt him. He need to let everything out, he knew his family would protect him if they knew everything he went through. "... Sebastian told me that Blaine wanted to abort the baby... Blaine gave me the abortion papers, daddy... he said that Blaine didnt want the baby and that Blaine wanted to be with him, he didnt want me and the baby... but I didnt let him, I dont care if Blaine didnt want the baby, Ill take care of Pickles myself... so I ran away from him when he insisted on giving me the abortion papers... I was scared, dad. But when he caught up to me, I ran faster, I was scared that theyd take my baby away... but I was so stupid and I tripped down the stairs... so please, daddy, I dont want to see him, its his fault... Everything is Blaines fault, daddy," Kurt wailed again remembering every detail of his fall.

"I wont... I promise, we wont let him..." Burt promised his son, he was furious of course, but he had to repress his anger to comfort his son. "Carole, call my attorney," He ordered to his crying wife. "We have to open a divorce case. I dont want my son to be associated with that Anderson again."

Burt felt Kurt tugging the hem of his shirt and he was surprised when Kurt told him that he didnt have to file a divorce.

"What do you mean I dont have to? Of course, I have to cut all his ties with you," Burt answered furiously. "I dont want him near my family again."

"I mean you dont have to file a divorce case, we are already divorced," Kurt confessed.

"What... What do you mean already divorced?" Rachel asked her best friend.

"...the first night I went to New York... Blaine... he... he made me sign a divorce contract," Kurt admitted with red swollen eyes. "He said that our marriage will only last until Pickles is born, and after that... he said that we should treat each other like strangers again..."

"Oh my god! Why didnt you tell us what was happening to you? Oh my god, sweetie," Carole sobbed and firmly hugged his son.

"I... I dont know..." Kurt whispered to her ears. "Please mom, dont let him. Im scared."

"Shh... sweetie, I wont let him... we wont let him near you." Carole promised.

Burt was gaping open-mouthed; he should have known, he shouldnt have let his son be married to that boy. He was angry at himself for failing as a father. He should have talked to Kurt more; he should have been more attentive to his son.

"Im sorry... Im sorry, son. I should have noticed it. Im sorry," Burt cried; his character as Papa Bear intensified when he heard the things Kurt had been through because of Blaine. "Im sorry..."

"No... dad... it wasnt your fault... dad, please dont blame yourself..." Kurt pleaded, tears still flowing from his eyes. "Can we... can we talk about this later, I just wanted to be alone for the mean time please..." Kurt requested again.

One by one, they all left Kurt but without whispering encouraging words to him first.

"Im sorry, bro... Ill protect you... I mean it this time..."

"Kurt, Im sorry I should have been there for you... Im sorry..."

"Kurt, Im really sorry about the baby, I... I really tried..."

"Sweetie, I love you, remember that, okay?"

"Im so sorry kiddo..."

Kurt waited for the last person to left the room and drowned himself with tears again. He couldnt help it, it hurts too much. He cried and screamed at his pillow, he tried to let his voice take away all his anger and pain; however, no matter how loud he shouted or how long he cried, he can never turn back time and save his baby.

"Theyre still not answering their phones," Cooper informed his brother dejectedly. They still didnt know what really happened to Kurt. Carole just informed Cooper that Kurt had a drastic fall and was currently in the operating room. They didnt receive any news after that.

The brothers finally arrived in Ohio, and theyre on their way to the hospital. They had to travel via train for 15 hours to get to Cincinnati and on top of that had to ride a taxi for another 2 hours to get to Ohio.

Cooper had been trying to contact the Hudmels for hours, but no one had answered his phone calls. He looked at Blaine beside him, and he can see the helplessness radiating from his younger brother. Theyve been traveling for 17 hours straight, and while he had rested on the train ride, he knew Blaine didnt sleep at all, and was still agitated of what could happen to his husband and child.

"Theyll be alright," Cooper whispered a little comfort to his brother.

"I hope so," Blaine replied dejectedly.

"Mom and dad will be a little late, their plane just landed in Ohio, but they will go directly to the hospital." Cooper informed his brother and held his brothers hand for the rest of the car ride, silently comforting his troubled brother.

Once the driver stopped the engine and announced that they have arrived at the hospital, Blaine didnt waste any time, instantly jumping from the cab and busted the double doors of the hospital. He frantically ran to the receptionist and demanded his husbands whereabouts.

"Kurt Hummel-Anderson! What is his room number?" Blaine pleaded breathlessly.

The receptionist hurriedly looked for the patients name when he saw the curly-haired mans miserable state. "He is in Intensive Care Unit Room 404." When the nurse glanced up, he was not surprised that the man is already halfway to the stairs.

Blaine skipped two steps at a time as he run to the fourth floor; it was faster this way than waiting for the elevator. When he landed on the fourth floor, he immediately turned right as the direction from the signs instructed him to; he breathed a sigh when he saw Kurts family on the hallway.

"Oh god! Please tell me he is okay!" Blaine shouted as he continued running towards them, but instead of a vocal response, he was greeted with a fist colliding with his jaw.

"You mother fucking Bastard!" Finn shouted and punched Blaine again. "How dare you show your face in here!" Finn grappled Blaines collar and gave him another punch.

"Wha-what did I do?" Blaine stuttered; somewhere in the back of his mind, he knew that they had probably known about their huge fight, but he cant help but ask what he did wrong because his mind was still on a quest to see his husband. "Please, let me see Kurt."

"Are you making fun of me?" Another punch. "After what you did to my brother, you still have the guts to ask for Kurt?" Blaine received a punch to his stomach. "We know everything, Anderson. Kurt told us how you treated him." Finn hit him hard on the face and threw Blaine on the floor.

"You," Finn, this time, kicked Blaine; Finns anger never dissolved as he remembers the suffering that his brother had went through. "Fucking," Another kick. "Asshole," Finn kicked him hard, not even satisfied when Blaine spluttered blood from his mouth. That wasnt enough, bastard.

Cooper hurriedly ran to his brother when he saw Blaine coughing blood on the floor. He shoved Finn away from his brother and scooped Blaines head to his arms. "Oh my god! Blaine... Blaine are you alright? Blaine talk to me!" Cooper frantically asked. "Why did you beat him up?" He shouted his question to the tall man hovering them.

"What I did to him is just physical pain, it will only take days to heal, but what he did to my brother is so much worse, that even his life isnt worth exchanging for," Finn replied menacingly. "You son of a bitch! Get out of here before I kill you!" Finn threatened them.

Blaine crawled out from his brothers embrace and knelt in front of Finn. "Please... Im sorry... please... I need to know that Kurt and my baby is alright... please, beat me up later, do whatever you want but please let me see them... Please..." Blaine begged with what little energy he had left.

"Kurt is not fine, hell never be fine." Finn crouched down to level himself with Blaine. "You know why, Anderson?" He asked him frighteningly. "...because he just lost his baby." Then he punched Blaine again and stood up to his position.

"He lost the baby because of you. You did this to him! You wanted the baby gone, right? Then, there you have it. Your wish has been granted. Congratulations!" Finn accused him.

"no no no no... What did I do? What did I do?" Blaine panicked. "Cooper... Cooper... please tell me he is lying... I didnt mean for it to really happen."

"Then why did you do that? Why did you have to say those things to him?" This time it was Rachel who questioned Blaine. She knew Finn wasnt a violent person, but she still let her husband hit Blaine. He deserves that. She thought vengefully. "...For what? ...To scare Kurt away? ...So that you could be with Sebastian?"

"I... I... please..." Blaine was lost in his own excuse.

"Then mission accomplished, Blaine. Kurt never wants to see you again." She spat to his face. "I really thought you were different, I thought you really cared about Kurt... from all the questions you asked me about him. But then I was wrong again. Youre just another piece of shit that wanted to take advantage of his kindness."

"I do... I do care about him... Please let me see my husband, please... please let me see Kurt." Blaine pleaded to all of the people staring at him. He needed to see Kurt, he needed to apologize to him and tell him that he loves him and that he didnt mean what he said.

"Whos your husband?" It was the booming voice of Burt that resound the hallway. Fortunately, they were only a few people who are admitted to this floor and Burt was thankful for Quinn that she didnt call the security when Finn started hitting Blaine. Honestly, if Finn didnt punch Blaine first, Burt would have done it himself. He is still seething with anger whenever he looked at the Anderson boy. "You dont have a husband. Youre divorced remember? You made him sign that divorce contract the night he went back to New York. You dont have the right to call him his husband anymore."

Everything is out; there was no escape for Blaine. Everything that he did to Kurt hit him right in the face, and it hurts more than the punches he received from Finn. Blaine knew that they wouldnt let him see Kurt, but it didnt deter him from begging again. He has to see Kurt; he had to.

Blaine knelt again in front of Kurts family and pleaded like his life depended on it "Please... please I need to see Kurt; I have to apologize to him. I wanted to tell him that I regret everything I did to him, please... I wont believe what you said, not until Kurt told me. Please, I have to see him," Blaine insisted.

"Mr. Anderson..." Quinn stepped in front of the Hudmels and knelt in front of Blaine. She was angry at the boy in front of him, but she has to stay professional while saying her part. "Mr. Anderson, Im Dr. Fabray, I dont know if you would remember me but Im Kurts doctor. I... I was the one who was assigned to his surgery when he had a miscarriage." Blaine head snapped awake when he heard the doctor uttered the words Miscarriage.

"Oh god... no no no... This isnt happening..." Blaine is still in denial of what happened to Kurt and their baby.

"Yes it is sir... Im sorry, but we had to get the baby out, so that we could save Kurt," she said calmly. "But given the current situation, I advise you not to meet my patient now. He is still in post-trauma from the accident and it wouldnt be good for his health if we would force him to meet with you. Kurt couldnt recover psychologically if you keep on messing with his head."

Quinn stood up and faced Cooper. "So please, Mr. Anderson. It would be deeply appreciated if you and your brother would walk out from these premises quietly," She said through gritted teeth; calmness and anger are fighting inside her to break her professional mask.

Cooper knew she was right, and was prepared to help Blaine up. But his brother is stubborn as ever and still voice out his protest. "No no no no... Please... I have to see Kurt... I have to see him, please I havent told him that I lo-"Blaine never got to finish his sentence when succeeding punches landed on his body.

"I told you," Finn punched Blaine in the stomach. "...To get the fuck away" Finn kicked his balls. "...From my brother." He punched Blaine one last time.

"Stop please... well go... stop!" Cooper pleaded for his brothers sake. "Well go..." He pulled Blaine onto his feet and round his arms to his shoulder, not bothering to respond when Blaine still pleaded to see Kurt.

"Coop... please... I have to tell him that Im sorry..." Blaine whispered through his busted lips.

The brothers rode the elevator, but instead of leaving the hospital, Cooper led Blaine to the emergency room and helped him lie on one of the hospital beds.

"I have to get back to Kurt, Coop," Blaine said as he tried getting up from the cot.

"Let them treat your wounds first, Blaine," Cooper reprimanded his brother and pushed him to lie down again.

"I just lost my baby, Coop. Im forever wounded," Blaine whispered before passing out.

Amelia and Carl had rushed back to Ohio when they received Coopers emergency call about Kurts accident. They were just in front of the hospital when their older son called them to proceed to a room unit. The couple was expecting Kurt in the hospital bed, but they were surprised when it was Blaine who was the one lying unconscious. Amelia hurriedly ran to his younger son and burst into tears when he saw multiple bruises and wounds on his face and body.

"What happened?" She asked his older son.

Cooper knew her mom deserved the truth, so he told him everything, starting from the little mistake during Blaines vacation up to the incident earlier in the hospital.

"Did... Did I make a mistake for forcing Blaine to marry Kurt?" Amelia questioned herself while holding his sons hand. "Its my fault... Its all my fault I shouldnt have forced him into something he didnt want to do...."

"Mom... it wasnt your fault..." Cooper started. "Its not anyones fault. What happened to Kurt was an accident, no one wanted for that to happen. Yes, Blaine may have said those words to Kurt, but we knew he didnt mean it. He was just angry at that time," Cooper said to comfort his mother.

"But I shouldnt have forced him... I shouldve given him time to think for himself," Amelia cried in his husbands arms; letting go of his son.

"Mom, remember the party on New Years eve?" Cooper continued when he saw his mother nodded. "You saw how great Blaine and Kurt are together. You saw how Blaine took care of his husband; he rubbed Kurts foot in front of us without shame. He even increased the temperature in the room for Kurts safety and didnt mind the complaints of the other guest or even his own comfort; we saw him dripping with sweat, but he didnt mind one bit because his priority is only Kurt; its like hes telling us damn you, I only care what my husband needs."

Cooper smiled as he remembered those less-dramatic memories. "So no mom, it wasnt your fault. If you didnt meddle with Blaines love life, he wouldnt have this kind of relationship with Kurt. He might be a father, but with Blaine still hung up over Sebastian, he will only care for the child and not Kurt. He would have continued his miserable relationship with Sebastian whilst being a father, and he would have missed the opportunity to know how love should really feel."

"You really think so?" Amelia sniffed, still heartbroken from hearing the bad news about his grandchild.

"I know so, in fact, he should be thanking you for forcing Kurt on him," Cooper said grinningly.

"Yeah... mom, thank you..." Blaine whispered as he struggled to sit on the hospital bed. "It was my fault for letting Kurt slip through my fingers, it wasnt yours."

Amelia broke into sobs and ran to his son, engulfing him into a big hug. "Oh my baby! Blaine! Baby, are you alright?"

"Mom... ouch, youre hurting me..." Blaine complained when his mother touch his fresh wounds. "How long was I out?" He questioned his brother.

"10 hours..."

"Shit!" Blaine grumbled. "And to answer your question... no, Ill never be fine as long as I dont have Kurt by my side... He doesnt want to see me because I said those horrible things to him... hell never going to forgive me... I... because I had this stupid thought that Kurt and I werent for each other, that everything happened between us was a mistake, but the horrible thing is, right after I said it... I knew that we were. I hurt him; I hurt the person that I love more than anything in this world. So of course hell never going to forgive me," Blaine confessed dejectedly and let his mother hugged him

Despite all the injury his son had attained, Carl didnt second think before smacking Blaine hard in the back of his head; the occupants in the room were surprised at the sudden fierceness from Blaines father.

"Dad..." Blaine glanced at his father while caressing the part where he was hit.

"Then what are you still sitting here and moping like a child? Stand up, be a man and face Kurt. Tell him how sorry you are, begged him if you must. But dont ever let that boy out of your sight," Carl encouraged his son with ferocity. "You made stupid decisions, we get that, because we all screwed up once upon a time, but it doesnt mean that its the end of the world, Blaine. I know youre still grieving for your child. Blaine; we all are. But dont let Kurt go, you already lost a child, but you still have a chance to make things right with Kurt, dont let that chance get away. You have to show Kurt how sorry you are, and show him how you truly love him..."

Blaine wiped the tears that fell during his fathers speech. He was really grateful for growing up to a loving family. "Thank you," He said not only to his father, but also to his mother and brother as well.

Then with his chin held high, Blaine frisked towards the other hallway with a mission to get his soulmate back.

*knock knock*

Kurt didnt bother to acknowledge his visitor. He was sitting on the edge of the hospital bed, dressed in his own casual clothes as he waited for his parents to settle their hospital bill. Kurt can go home now; after all the pleading he made to his father and Quinn for home hospitalization. Kurt didnt like the vibe that the hospital is giving him; he just wanted to forget the painful reminder why he is still in the hospital.

"Kurt..." Kurt didnt respond at the familiar voice. "Please Kurt look at me."

"I cant..." Kurt started to sob as he stared down the floor, but Kurt let the other man lifts his chin.

"What are you doing here, Adam?" Kurt questioned the British man in front of him.

"I came here for you. I came here immediately after hearing the news from Burt. I needed to see for myself if you were alright."

"You saw me, and Im not alright... now you can leave," Kurt sassed. He didnt mean to pick a fight on Adam, but with all the things that happened, he just cant help but be angry at the world.

"Shh... little freckles... please, dont be mad at me..." Adam cooed and hugged Kurt. "Burt told me what happened...Told me everything that Blaine did. Im... Im sorry Kurt... Im sorry about your baby..."

"Pickles.... Adam, Pickles... my baby, Adam, my baby..." Kurt wailed to his friends arms. "I need my baby back, Adam... Please bring my baby back, Adam."

"Shh... Kurt, I... I dont know how to... Im sorry..." Adam parted their bodies apart and held Kurts head between his palms, crouching a little to level his eyes with Kurt. "I... I cant turn back time Kurt, and change things... but... but I can help you with all the pain you are feeling right now. Come with me, lets get away... Ill help you heal... Ill help you get over him. Ill help you find that smile again... Im here for you and Im not letting you go again," Adam promised Kurt.

"Come with me... Well...Well make our own family."

"I... Adam..." Kurt stuttered and looked at Adams eyes, searching for sincerity in it. After a while of contemplation, Kurt stood up from his position and eyed the wedding ring on his finger. He slowly removed it from his left hand and dropped it to the floor.

"Take me away from here," Kurt said quietly and let Adam gave him a chaste kiss.

"Im sorry and I love you!" Blaine shouted when he busted through the door of Room 404. He knew it was stupid, but he thought that he will not have another chance of saying it if Finn was there inside the room and started beating him up again. He needed Kurt to know his real feelings before being killed by his brother.

He gasped when he saw the content of the room...Or rather the lack of it.

No one was inside.

He tentatively stepped inside the room and let his hand grazed the top of the bed. Its still warm. He was just here, Blaine thought to himself, he was about to run and search for Kurt, but he stopped in his tracks when he stepped on to something.

He lifted his foot forward and dropped to his knees when he saw Kurts wedding ring on the floor.

"Oh god! Oh god! I lost him. I lost him!" Blaine bawled and reluctantly picked the ring and clutched it to his chest. "Kurt! Please! Come back! Come back, Kurt!" He yelled to the empty room.

He was too late, that ring signifies Kurts goodbye. Blaine continued crying on the floor, and when he saw a pair of shoes on the doorway, he snapped his head up, but to his disappointment it was only his mother who heard his yell of desperation.

"Hes gone... Kurts gone, mama...He wont come back..." Blaine repeated to himself and continued bawling his eyes out. "...Pickles is gone, Kurt is gone... They all left me."

Continue reading the authors notes! Its important...! Review if this chapter made you cry.

Where should I change the status (from in-progress to complete) of the story? Should it be in the end of the "last chapter" before the epilogue or in the epilogue itself? Please write your answer in your reviews, I really dont know when I should change it from in-progress to complete. Advance Thank you!

Sorry Im not really a fan of medical scenes so forgive me if you are confused with the first scene... hehe

Title Reference: "wounds" pertains to the physical and emotional wounds that Kurt and Blaine attained in this chapter.

Story Reference:

-Kurt Elizabeth Hummel was a speculation of Kurts full name when he wrote his own name on the ballot during the duets competition.

-Google it people... it will really take 15 hours of train travel to get to Ohio from New York

-oh my god! I just found out that Lima and Westerville really do exists I thought it was just some fictional place that glee invented.. It really blew my mind! And yes guys it takes 2 hours of car travel to get to Ohio from Cincinnati

-Room 404 presents Season 4 of episode 4 where Klaine breaks up! Boom people!

-canon for the small implication for Beth

-Blaines last dialogue was the same thing he said when he confessed to Sam what happened to him ad Kurt (I just made a little modification)

Story Outline:

-Kurt Struggling for life

-Burt telling about childs death

-Blaine begging

-Burt giving Blaine the ring

-Kurt leaving with Adam

-Blaine looking for Kurt

I forgot to put in my original story outline what would happen to Sebastian and I havent thought of his situation before I read the reviews... so thank you for reminding me.

Scenes Included:

-Courage is engraved in the pocket watch (it was originally in this chapter but I moved it on chapter 8 because I cant think of a significant gift that Blaine would give to Kurt.. hehehe)

Trivia: Peanuts was supposed to be the babys name, but its too common and I need an original name that could make my readers remember my characters or my story when they are not in fangirl mode. I didnt even think of Pickles before, I just wrote it on a whim because Im tired of writing baby all the time... its too repetitive.

Writing Tip: Dont agonize on your grammar. Leave it to your Beta Reader to fix,... hahaha Im so bad... Im kidding guys, what I meant to say is... the ideas you thought of should be written down immediately on your notebook, never mind if the spelling or the grammar is incorrect, just write it down to the words you simply understand. You just need the subject and the verb. See Scenes and Story outline above for examples.

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