Chapter 15

Three weeks into the intensive treatment phase found Blaine confined to the hospital for how ill the drugs in his system were making him as his body battled hard against his disease. Kurt sighed softly as he stepped out of the elevator onto the all too familiar hospital floor. Pocketing his phone, he nodded in greeting to many of the nurses who he now knew by name.

Stopping at the nurses' station, he sent a smile to the older woman who had fast become both his and Blaine's favourite nurse, largely due to her likeness to Carole. "Hey Maggie." Leaning over the counter, he placed a kiss to her cheek as she chuckled lightly.

"Hello honey," She smiled, standing and walking around the barrier to envelope him in a hug, "How you doing?"

Kurt shrugged, staring at the ground, "Alright I guess, I just wish he wasn't going through this. How is he today?"

"Doesn't everyone Sweetie?" Maggie sighed, hearing Kurt hum in agreement before she winced slightly, "It wasn't a great night to be honest Kurt, the new round fully kicked in around midnight and since then he's been throwing up almost non stop and in a lot of pain, poor dear. But go see your boy, he needs you right now."

Simply nodding once more, Kurt hugged Maggie quickly before almost sprinting down the corridor to Blaine's room, petrified at the weak state in which he knew he would find his boyfriend.

Almost shooting straight passed the door; Kurt managed to grab the doorframe just in time to stop himself from face planting the floor. Hearing the feeble laughter resonate from the room, Kurt gracefully pulled himself back upright and grinned at Blaine before sauntering into the room.

"Hi baby," He whispered, bending to kiss Blaine and frowning when the man turned his face at the last minute so that he caught his cheek instead of his lips. "What's wrong?"

Blaine tilted his face back to look at Kurt again, "Believe me, I wish I could kiss you Kurt, but I've been throwing my guts up all night, not exactly pleasant."

Kurt shrugged, climbing onto the bed so he hovered over Blaine, the fragile man watching him with wide eyes. "Nothing will ever stop me from kissing you Blaine Anderson," He beamed, pressing feather light kisses all over Blaine's face before placing a final one to the tip of his nose and climbing off of the bed.

"Mmm, I love you," Blaine muttered, squirming in order to watch Kurt fill up one of the bowls with cold water from the basin in the corner before grabbing a tooth brush and spreading tooth paste over it.

"I love you too," Kurt smiled softly, "But I figured you'd want these right now." Blaine nodded eagerly, struggling to sit up and breathing deeply when a wave of dizziness and nausea hit.

"Kurt," He whimpered, the blue eyed man instantly grabbing one of the empty bowls and launching himself to Blaine's side just in time.

"Oh baby," Kurt whispered softly waiting as Blaine gave him a nod and practically lunged for the toothbrush when Kurt offered it. "At least you can rock the bandana look I guess."

Blaine laughed tiredly and curled into Kurt's side as the older man took over brushing his teeth for him when Blaine's face filled with pain.

Knock, knock, knock…

Kurt's mind was ripped from his miserable thoughts at the sound of the fist rapping on the door. Tilting his head, he smiled faintly at Santana and motioned for her to come into the tiny room with a small sigh.

Standing, he wrapped his arms tightly around Santana's small frame, chuckling softly when she tried to squirm away from him before dropping back down into his seat once more. "He's sleeping now, but it hasn't really been a good few hours, they've upped the damn dosage again and he's in agony Tana," Kurt whispered, his sorrowful eyes trained on Blaine.

Santana nodded, her eyes scanning over Blaine and her eyebrow rising slightly at the flickering of his eyes behind his closed eyelids. Sighing, she moved to Blaine's bedside, gently placing a kiss to his forehead. Pulling back, she ran a hand over his cheek, cupping it softly before she began to sing, Kurt watching closely as the haunting melody of Santana's voice flooded the hospital room.

"A la nanita nana, nanita ella, nanita ella

Mi Nina tiene sueno bendito sea, bendito sea

A la nanita nana, nanita ella, nanita ella

Mi Nina tiene sueno bendito sea, bendito sea

Fuentecita que corre clara y sonora

Ruiseñor que en la selva cantando llora

Calla mientras la cuna se balancea

A la nanita nana, nanita ella

A la nanita nana, nanita ella, nanita ella

Mi Nina tiene sueno bendito sea, bendito sea

Fuentecita que corre clara y sonora

Ruiseñor que en la selva cantando llora

Calla mientras la cuna se balancea

A la nanita nana, nanita ella"

"That was beautiful," Kurt breathed out gently, trying not to disturb the tranquillity surrounding them.

Santana glanced up from Blaine, smiling softly, "My Abuela used to sing me the traditional version to get me to sleep all the time when I was little, and I started singing it to Blaine to calm him down when he first got ill and was still having his panic attacks." Santana shrugged slightly, sorrow flashing through Kurt's eyes at the horrors his boyfriend had seen in only his quarter of a century of life. "But of course once the little shit started to get a little better, he made me watch that damn 'Cheetah Girls' movie on the Disney Channel. After that he never let me get away with singing the full traditional one and this version just kind of stuck."

"Sounds like Blaine. He's still far too invested in the Disney Channel and Disney movies in general," Kurt chuckled.

"I would say that you can never get enough Disney, but if he makes me watch 'The Little Mermaid' one more time I may kill him myself," Santana watched a slight smirk pull at the corners of Blaine's mouth, her eyes narrowing slightly.

"Pretty sure I said the exact same thing in high school. You're different around him," Kurt observed quietly, his light blue eyes watching Santana's actions closely with a hint of awe.

Santana smiled ruefully at him, a vulnerability surrounding her that Kurt had never noticed before as she reach out to gently stroke Blaine's few remaining curls. "He's all the family I have Kurt. My parents moved to Portugal when I was twenty and I rarely hear from them these days, and my Abuela still won't so much as look at me since I came out to her in senior year." Shushing Blaine softly when he started to whimper in his sleep, she turned back to Kurt once more, tears shining in her eyes. "Don't get me wrong, Sam and Mike are like my brothers and I love Britt with all of my heart, but Blaine's, Blaine's different. He's the little brother I never knew that I wanted. He's my sweet little B, no matter what happens that will always be true. I just don't know what I'll actually do if something happens to him."

"He's going to be fine, he has to be." Kurt stated firmly, his eyes never once leaving Santana's scared ones. "I'm going to run to the vending machine upstairs, do you want anything?"

"No thanks, I'm alright," She smiled sadly before going back to chewing nervously on her bottom lip, curling her fingers around Blaine's curls gently.

Kurt nodded and sighed, pressing a kiss to Blaine's forehead and Santana's cheek before casting them one last look and leaving the room in a hurry. As soon as Kurt's footsteps had faded slightly, Blaine's eyes popped open.

"I knew you weren't sleeping you lying little asshole," Santana muttered, dropping onto the bed beside Blaine and resting her head on his shoulder. "Blainey, Blainey, Blainey, what are we going to do with you my boy?"

Blaine laughed dryly, "End my days now?"

Santana bolted upright and glared at the weak, pale ghost of her best friend lying in the bed beside her. "Blaine, I…don't even joke about that Anderson!" She settled on just about yelling, a fire burning deep in her eyes as Blaine's own lit up with the challenge of pissing Santana off.

"Sorry Sannie," He murmured, tugging as hard as he could on her arm until she lay back down again. "I love you, you know? You're the ridiculously overprotective big sister that I never knew I wanted either, and you would've been so much cooler to grow up with than Cooper was."

"Cooper's an ass," Santana snorted, making Blaine laugh again, light dancing in his eyes for the first time in days. "Besides, we would have actually killed each other if we'd grown up together Hobbit."

"More than likely," Blaine smiled softly, kissing Santana's forehead with a feather light motion before moaning in pain slightly.

"Here, drink this," The Latina girl whispered quietly, grabbing the cool glass of water sat on Blaine's bedside table and helping him tilt his head in order to swallow at least a few mouthfuls. "God, I hate seeing you so helpless." Swiping the tears off of her face, Santana leaned her forehead against Blaine's, "You may be the only boy that I will ever truly love with all my heart you know?"

Blaine's eyes fluttered closed at the contact of Santana's forehead, a soft, contented smile playing on his features as his eyes flickered back open to stare straight into hers. "And you'll always be my number one girl Sannie, always. Besides, girls have too many appendages on their upper body for my liking," He smirked causing Santana to groan and laugh a little at him.

"You always have to ruin the moment, huh Hobbit?" She grinned, pecking his lips slightly before moving to sit cross-legged at his side, clasping his hand in hers.

"Of course, it's like in some unwritten agreement of our friendship or something, someone has to lighten the mood at all times."

Santana rolled her eyes, "Too true Anderson, too true. Actually now that I think about it you being confined like this is probably a good thing. At least you can't possibly walk in on me and Brit at the moment."

"Scarred for life Santana," Blaine deadpanned, involuntarily shuddering as Santana sniggered loudly, cuddling up to Blaine's side on the tiny hospital bed.

"You should've knocked then."

"You never did!"

"You didn't have a boyfriend at the time."

"And how exactly was I supposed to know that you and Brit were back together if you never even decided to tell me?"

"Touché Hobbit," Santana laughed, actually rolling onto Blaine but making sure that her knees still managed to hold most of her weight from where they were stationed between his legs. "Do you remember when we first moved out on our own and for that first few nights it was just you and me? We were in that awful place back in Lima and the super hadn't even turned the power on for us the first night so we dragged the mattress from my bed out into the living room and ate Chinese food with only candles for light then told each other ghost stories all night?"

"How could I forget?" Blaine muttered, running a frail hand through Santana's long hair, "We ended up pretty much like this and every time I tried to fall asleep you'd prod me awake again because you were so petrified of the dark in that place."

"There were weird shadows on the wall," Santana pouted, resting her chin on her hands and peering up at Blaine from his chest, "Besides, who knew prep school boy could tell such good ghost stories? I was terrified of my closet for weeks."

Blaine just laughed tilting his head slightly on his pillow to get a better view of Santana's laughter filled face. "I was shoved in a boarding school at fourteen and a half with a bunch of other teenage guys, we had to do something to entertain ourselves every night."

"Hmm, I can think of other things you could've done."

"Santana!" Blaine scolded, his voice raspy enough that Santana reached for the glass of water again. "Sannie, I need you to promise me something."

"Anything," She whispered softly, placing the glass back on the side once more and moving them gently so Blaine was settled comfortably in her arms, her arms wrapped securely around his waist and his shoulder tucked under her chin. "If something happens…"

Santana startled, her head whipping round to try and look into Blaine's eyes so quickly her nose brushed harshly against his cheek, "No Blaine, you are not doing this, you are not…"

"Santana please," He cut in, desperation obvious in both his tone and his terrified eyes. "Please."

Santana sighed, resigning herself to doing whatever he wanted, "Alright, alright, just calm down B please, stress can't be good for you right now."

Blaine nodded feebly, his eyes closing as he attempted to swallow the lump forming in his throat. "If something happens to me, please, please take care of Kurt. I know that you'll try and shut everybody out, it's just who you are. But please, don't shut him out. He'll need you more than he will ever let on. You're my best friend Sannie my girl, my sister and Kurt, he is my everything. End of. You're the two people who know me best in this world, and please just take care of him, I'm not sure he'll cope if something happens. Just please, make sure he eats and sleeps, and that he actually goes outside at least some times in the early days. But most of all help him to move on. Make him live, don't let both of us die Sannie please. Promise you'll make him get up and live his life."

"I promise," She whispered, tears that she refused to cry in front of Blaine flooding her eyes.

Outside of the door, Kurt slowly sunk down the wall, his own tears coursing down his face, his body shaking with silent sobs. Taking a minute to compose himself and dry off his face, he managed to pick up the few cans of soda and the packets of red vines he'd grabbed from the vending machine before stumbling into the small hospital room once more.

"Hey guys," Leaning over, he placed a light kiss to Blaine's lips and squeezed Santana's hand tightly. "Sorry I took so long, I had to go up three floors to find a working vending machine. But, I did manage to smuggle you a grape Fanta in Bumble Bee."

Blaine's eyes lit up with joy and wonder as he gazed at Kurt, "I knew there was a reason that I loved you."

Kurt laughed softly, Blaine weakly tugging him onto the bed with the other two. Blaine tried to hide the suspicion and sorrow in his eyes at his boyfriend's red-rimmed eyes and red nose, instead pressing a kiss to Kurt's hair and burying his nose into it, memorising his scent as Santana watched on woefully.

Feeling Blaine's chest begin to shake below his head, Kurt's face scrunched up in confusion, his hand stilling from its motion of running up and down Blaine's side. Lifting his head slightly, he gasped loudly at the tears streaming down Blaine's face and sprung from the bed, trying to assess what was going on even as Blaine's hands reached out to pull him back.

"Blaine, baby, what's wrong? Are you in pain? Do you want me to go and find a nurse?" Kurt panicked, his hands roaming over Blaine's figure as the smaller man drew in another sharp sob, his head shaking to the best of his ability.

"I want my chance to do what I want in life. I want my chance to have kids. I want my chance to marry you in some brilliant extravagant wedding that you yell at me for even suggesting things for. I want to do so much more. I hate this. I hate this, I hate this, I hate this," Blaine sobbed, his hand curling into a fist as he pounded it off the mattress with all of his might, turning his face away from Kurt's, the tears flowing freely. "You should leave Kurt. You deserve so much better than to watch this."

Kurt's eyes blazed with fire, his hand wrapping around Blaine's face as he tilted it back around to face him. "No. You do not get to do this Blaine Anderson. Not again. You are not pushing me away from you again. I will be here for you no matter what happens, whether you want me here or not and that is a promise," Kurt bent his head to rest his forehead against Blaine's for a moment, a small smile taking over his lips when the dark haired man's eyes closed gently and the tears subsided slowly.

"Blaine, I love you. Ally loves you. Dani, Santana, Sam, Rach, all those guys, they all love you. And you may not believe me but every single one of us look up to you every day my brave, beautiful guy, we always will."

"Even when I'm covered in vomit and drool?" Blaine whimpered gently, the hint of humour evident in his strained voice.

Kurt laughed pressing a kiss to Blaine's sweaty forehead, "Even when you're covered in bodily fluids of any description." Blaine smirked slightly and Kurt flushed red revelling in the man's laughter while he still could.

Watching Blaine's eyes widen suddenly, Kurt instinctively grabbed the bowl from the side, getting it to Blaine just as the man started to heave heavily. Sighing sadly, Kurt perched on the edge of the bed, one hand holding the bowl and the other running up and down Blaine's back as the man's body turned against him once more. As Blaine's sobs joined in with the sounds of his heaving, Kurt fought against the tears pooling in his eyes. Laying his head on top of Blaine's he slowly started to sing 'Perfect' to the broken shell of his boyfriend.

A throat clearing from the doorway made Kurt glance up from his magazine. A wide grin splitting his face when he spied Dani and Sebastian leaning against the doorframe, soft toys and chocolates amongst the items that they were clutching.

"What are you two doing here? It's family only after seven," Hugging them both, he pulled back to scan their faces. "I'm only here because Santana went batshit crazy with them and then decided to inform the entire nursing staff that I was Blaine's fiancée much to his amusement." Kurt rolled his eyes slightly, settling back into his chair and raising his eyebrows at his roommates as he awaited their explanation.

"We're an incredibly incestuous family apparently," Sebastian smirked, his eyes trained on Blaine's tiny figure.

Dani elbowed him in the ribs, rolling her big baby blue eyes and muttering under her breath as Kurt's soft laughter filled the small hospital room. "We told the nurses that we were your siblings, therefore Blaine's future in-laws," Dani grinned, dumping her armful of presents on the table in the corner before bouncing round to where Kurt's chair was. "How's he doing?"

Kurt smiled sadly, reaching out to squeeze her hand, "Not great, but we'll get him there eventually. Wait hold up, incestuous family, really?" His amused gaze turned to Sebastian, the green-eyed man's eyes swivelling straight round to meet Kurt's with a grin.

"Well Kurt, you have a daughter with your sister," He nodded to Dani who laughed slightly, "And then there was that one night during our ban on relationships faze…"

"Nothing happened that night!" Kurt cut in with a gasp, Dani giggling softly from where she was still stood beside him.

"That's still not something we can prove, and I mean tsk tsk Kurt. Knocking up your baby sister and ending up in bed with your younger brother, someone has severe issues."

"You're a jackass. Anyway, we were fully clothed and you were drooling on me the next morning," Kurt muttered dryly. Sebastian choked on his laughter as Dani's giggles turned into full-blown hysterics, the young woman doubling over to attempt to control her enjoyment of Sebastian losing yet another fight with Kurt.

Sebastian glowered, laughter still flowing from his lips, "You promised that you'd never tell anyone that Kurt Hummel."

"Oh, as if I didn't know already," Dani scoffed, diving out of the way when Sebastian attempted to ruffle her hair, "Kurt tells me everything."

"You know, had you told me in high school that you two would be my best friends one day I would've laughed in your faces, but god I love you guys," Kurt chuckled, his attention turning back to Blaine's sleeping form where he started to hum 'Blackbird' softly under his breath.

Sebastian's eyebrow rose, his face painted with shock, "Wait, wait, wait, I thought Berry was still your best friend?"

Kurt snorted lightly carding his fingers through Blaine's light covering of curls when he whimpered softly in his sleep again. "Nah, Rachel's a good friend but she's not you two. Besides as much as I love the girl my god is she too annoying to put up as much as I put up with the pair of you."

"Score one for Smythe, knew I'd beat Berry in something someday," Sebastian snickered, fist pumping the air.

"Why are we friends with him again?" Dani questioned in exasperation, turning her wide eyes on Kurt.

Sebastian simply sidled up beside her and slung an arm around her shoulders, drawing her close, "Because you both freaking love me." He pressed a kiss to her temple with a large 'mwah' before stealing one of the cans of soda Kurt had found earlier.

"I'm gonna hit you," Kurt deadpanned, staring straight at Sebastian with a shake of his head.

"Ice queen, I learned a long time ago that if you were going to hit me it would've happened by now."

"Okay boys, put the word weapons and the fists away," Dani laughed, cutting in across Kurt when he opened his mouth to retaliate. "Anyways, Kurtie, you never actually told us what you and Blaine decided to do about your relationship, although it is kind of obvious by this point."

"We figured we'd just pick back up pretty much where we left off," Kurt blushed.

Dani grinned and squeezed his hand gently, "Are you happy Kurt?"

"Happier than I ever thought I would be again."

"Good. Then I'm happy."

"I'm just scared Dani, I can't lose him again," Kurt whimpered softly, his eyes taking in the frail figure sleeping in the bed.

"Then be there for him every step of the way Kurt, sadly it's all you can do," Sebastian murmured, shooting a sad look to the small figure in the bed, his hand reaching out to grab Blaine's still one.

Dani nodded softly, falling into Kurt's open arms and perching on his knee. "My exceedingly smart best friend taught me something once." Kurt smiled through his tears, already well aware of what Dani as about to repeat back to him. "Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass, it's about learning to dance in the rain."

"God I can feel myself getting a cavity just from being in the same room as the two of you can someone pass me a puke bucket?" Sebastian scoffed dropping onto the arm of Kurt's chair and draping an arm around Kurt's shoulders. "But really Kurt, you will always have us, no matter what the outcome ends up being."

Kurt smiled softly and snuggled Dani closer pressing his face into the crook of her neck while the pair leaned heavily into Sebastian's side, the young man slipping further and further off of the arm of the chair into the little gap left by his two friends. Dani wrapped one arm tightly around Kurt's back, reaching out her other one to grab Sebastian's free hand tightly as her head dropped to the top of Kurt's, pressing a soft kiss to his temple before she nuzzled into his hair. The three friends simply sat in a comfortable silence, taking security in the presence of the others simply being there.

Glancing up from his magazine with a bored sigh, Kurt was about to start playing 'I spy' with himself before noticing the hazel eyes watching him intensely from the hospital bed. Jumping, he put his hand over his chest to numb his rapidly beating heart before shooting a glare to the occupant of the bed.

"Jesus Blaine are you trying to scare me to death?" He scolded, his heart rate slowly going back to normal, his glare subsiding slightly.

"What are you doing all the way over there?" Blaine questioned innocently, his hazel eyes wide with wonder as they raked over Kurt's form

"Letting you sleep baby, you need it," The older man smiled, tilting his head to watch Blaine more closely.

"Mmmm," Blaine whined making grabby hands for Kurt, his eyes shining with want and love.

Kurt laughed softly, "Jeez Bumble Bee, you look like Ally." Sighing softly, he stood from his chair and gently pushed Blaine over until he could comfortably climb onto the edge of the bed and pull Blaine securely into his arms. The hazel eyed man sighed in content and snuggled closer to Kurt, breathing in his scent and revelling in his warmth.

"Sleep better with you," Blaine muttered tiredly, his eyes blinking rapidly in an attempt to stay awake.

"Of course you do honey. Are you going back to sleep now then?" Kurt smiled, gently running his hands through Blaine's few curls.

"No, I'm not tired," Blaine murmured, a slur of drowsiness in his voice and the wide yawn when he finished speaking giving away his true feelings.

"Uh-huh, sure you're not," Kurt laughed, pecking Blaine's forehead gently and nuzzling his hair from where the smaller man was now curled into his side. "Want me to read to you until you fall asleep?"

"Yes please," Blaine yawned, Kurt chuckling at the dapperness still managing to shine through Blaine's exhausted form.

Reaching to grab Blaine's book from the table beside him, "Starting at chapter one?"

"Yep," Blaine said, nuzzling closer to Kurt, his slightly stuttering breathing flowing over Kurt's exposed neck. "I love you Kurt."

"I love you too baby," Kurt smiled, resting his head on top of Blaine's and flicking the worn out book back to the start. "Alright then, chapter one, 'The Boy Who Lived'…"

Blaine snorted quietly and Kurt had to shush him with a soft laugh before he began to read the book to Blaine again for what seemed like the millionth time since they had first started dating so many years ago.

"Rachel?"

The timid voice sounding from her doorway instantly had the dark eyed young woman swinging round from her desk to evaluate Dani, hopping from foot to foot on the cold wooden flooring, playing with the baby monitor in her hands. Her icy blue eyes looked up finally to meet Rachel's concerned chocolate ones and she crossed the room in an instant, collapsing into Rachel's lap with a soft sigh, Rachel instantly winding her arms around the younger woman's waist and hooking her chin over her shoulder.

"What's up baby girl?"

"Rach, I'm like two and a half years younger than you," Dani laughed, twisting slightly to look into Rachel's eyes.

Rachel simply smiled, brushing Dani's long hair back over her shoulder when it flopped forwards. "Close enough to three. Besides, I made Ollie a promise years ago to look out for you and I still intend to keep that promise."

"Thanks Rach," Dani smiled, leaning back against her once more, "What are you working on?"

"I'm trying to see if I've gotten any better at lyric writing since high school so far I'm drawing a big fat no," Rachel grinned, "But you are avoiding my question, so I'll ask again, what's up?"

Dani snorted softly, pulling away from Rachel for a moment to tie her hair into a loose, messy bun. "Yeah right, I heard 'Loser Like Me' and 'Get It Right', you were awesome. I would've looked up to you if we'd been in the same high school Miss Berry."

Scoffing, Rachel laughed, pushing Dani off of her lap and pulling her over to the bed, "Bullshit, you would have hated me and your avoidance techniques have definitely improved since I first met you."

The blue eyed beauty shrugged moodily, picking at a loose thread on Rachel's comforter and pulling her soft toy 'Mr Pig' into her lap. "Can I stay here tonight Rach? I just, I don't really want to be alone and Sam's on night shift so…"

Rachel grinned, "Do you really even have to ask?" She teased, nudging Dani lightly, "Of course you can. Finn's on night shift tonight too so I'm all by myself…"

Dani laughed, clamping a hand over Rachel's mouth before she started to fully belt out the song. "Alright, alright. Thanks Rachie."

"Ooh no problem" Rachel grinned, hugging Dani tightly. "So, you and Sam huh?"

Flushing brightly, Dani glared at Rachel. "Trust you to pick up on that bit of all bits."

Rachel simply cackled, shaking her head softly. "Nah, you two are cute together and you deserve happiness Dani, but if he hurts you I will rip him to shreds."

"Duly noted," A voice squeaked from the doorway and the women turned to see a nervous Sam stood there sheepishly. "I just came to say that I have to leave."

Dani sighed, nodding slowly, picking herself up and heading over to him. Sam's arms instantly wound around her waist tugging her close, his head tilting to meet her lips, the pair sharing a slow, soft kiss. "Be safe?" She whispered quietly.

"Always," Sam whispered, leaning his forehead on Dani's, his eyes fluttering closed gently before he pulled away, placing a light peck to her lips. "I love you."

"Love you too," She whispered as he let go, smiling softly at her and squeezing her hand one more time. "Damn fire fighters," She muttered turning back to Rachel shaking her head so that strands from her messy bun went flying. Grinning, she ran and dived onto Rachel's bed, almost tripping over her low slung superman pyjama bottoms in the process, readjusting her sky blue tank top as she scooted up the bed to meet a laughing Rachel.

"You know, sometimes I wonder how you can go from being mature Mom to a kid bouncing on the bed in a matter of minutes," She laughed, shaking her head as Dani shot her a cheeky grin very reminiscent of her daughter's.

Kurt's head snapped up from the latest issue of 'Vogue' as the sound of Blaine's even breathing stopped and the steady beep of his heart monitor morphed into one long tone. Rocketing to his feet, the magazine fell forgotten about on the floor as Kurt watched Blaine's chest, praying for it to move. When it didn't, the tears instantly made tracks down his cheeks, whimpers flowing from his lips as he started to back away from the bed.

"B, B, please don't do this. I need you Blaine more than I ever, ever realised. I need you. Please wake up, please, please. I'm sorry. Baby, please, I'm so, so sorry," Kurt sobbed, the tears streaming down his face. Slowly, he withdrew himself further and further from Blaine's bedside into the corner by the window, anguished cries flowing freely from his body.

The various medics rushed in, Kurt forgotten about from where he was crouched in the corner, his whole demeanour crushed as he doubled over in pain. His hands cupped his mouth as he fought the urge to throw up, the tears still rushing down his face, his chest heaving.

"Blaine's going to be okay, right Rach? I don't think I can take losing someone else close," Dani whispered, snuggling closer to Rachel under the blankets as 'The Princess Diaries' played on in the background.

Rachel glanced down at Dani, wrapping her arms around the younger woman and taking note for the first time in a long time of just how much younger Dani was, the soft aura of vulnerability in the girl's eyes almost crippling once the older brunette had taken notice of it. Pulling Dani closer, Rachel nodded tensely, "Yeah Dan, if there's one thing that I know about Blaine it's that he's a fighter. He'll get through this. He has to."

"Yeah, you're right, I'm just being silly. Blaine's put up a hell of a fight so far and he's still going strong against everything this crappy world throws at him. He'll be fine," Dani whispered, cuddling into Rachel's hold and letting her eyes fall closed gently.

The sobs wracked Kurt's lithe frame, his defeated body shaking with effort as he collapsed to his knees, his eyes never once leaving Blaine's still frame, his paler than pale face. The steady beep of the machinery flooded all of Kurt's senses.

Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.