Kurt didn't go to Day Care centre after that for the next month…he was an emotional wreck, and his father was suffering in the prospect, as he hated watching Kurt so sad all the time. Burt didn't have the time to drop Kurt of with Carole, and Carole didn't have the time to pick him up. Kurt tried to smile he really did, but he just couldn't, and he felt awful watching his father struggle to make him happy. Then it happened.

Kurt had come home from school with bruises, and Burt yelled at him asking him why he didn't tell Burt about the bullying. Sebastian had been making life even worst after his detention from Carole, and had sent an army against Kurt. Every prank from being shoved inside a locker, to having your head flushed in the toilet, to being dumped in the rubbish bins was used on Kurt.

Kurt had stopped being friends with Mercedes sparing her from the same sufferings. Mercedes had allied with a boy name Sam by then, and he was part of the gang, Kurt wasn't upset that she made friends with the enemy as she looked at him with sympathy, he was just glad that she didn't have to put up with it, sometimes it hurt for him not to have her help him during the worst of times, or talk to him to make him feel better, but it was for the best.

Kurt just didn't see any point in fighting any more, the one thing he wanted didn't want him back.

"I didn't want you to worry dad! This is why I didn't tell you, you have enough to worry about at work, than to worry about me, with the payments of the house and everything!"

"Kurt you're my number one priority right now! You have to tell me when those kids are pushing you around, you don't understand how important you are to me," Then Burt had put his hand on his heart and collapsed. Kurt gasped, screaming for his father.

What to do, what do you do…what to do?

"Dad!" Kurt screeched as he ran to him and tried to lift him up. Kurt managed to pull his dad in a straight position but that was it.

"Hang in there dad," Kurt sobbed as he ran to the living room and saw Burt's phone on the TV stand.

Kurt picked it up and found the phone menu. He scrolled down the list of names and pressed Carole's number.

The only one he would trust to know what to do.

Kurt was crying by the time Carole answered.

"Kurt is that you? Kurt sweetie, what happened? Shh…calm down,"

"My….my dad Ms Carole, he fell down, we were arguing, and he fell down! I didn't mean to hurt him Ms Carole!"

"I'll be there right away, I'm going to call an ambulance okay, stay calm, it's not your fault, just breathe hon, I'm coming,"

"Hurry!" Kurt shouted as the phone went dead.

Kurt ran back to the kitchen where Burt was on the ground, he ran to the bedroom and found a pillow that he went back to put under his father's head.

"Don't leave me….I need you…don't leave me dad, I'm sorry! I can't lose you too…please…dad…please," Kurt cried clutching his father's arm and burying his head in it.

The paramedics arrived 5 minutes later and put him on a stretcher, putting oxygen on him as Carole walked in frantically with Finn besides her.

"I couldn't leave Finn alone, so I brought him along," Carole explained to Kurt as she let go of Finn's hand to talk to the paramedics who explained what was happening. They were going to take Burt to The Lima Hospital. Carole picked Kurt up after they finished talking.

"He'll be okay Kurt; shh…it's okay baby,"

"Mommy, what happened?" Finn asked from the floor as he watched the ambulance drive Burt away.

"Don't know sweetheart, come on, we gotta take Kurt to the hospital, and find out,"

"Don't cry Kurt, the doctors will fix him, that's why they are there," Finn looked up nodding encouragingly at Kurt on his mother's shoulder who only cried harder.

The doctors never fixed his mother.

The hospital was busy for 10 o clock at night. Kurt kept crying in Carole's shoulder, he could barely look at the new surroundings without losing it. The last time he was here was when they told him his mother was no longer with him. He didn't like this place. He hated it actually.

"I want my dad," Kurt howled.

Carole lifted him higher as she held Finn's hand with the other that wasn't holding Kurt to her Stomach.

"I know sweetie I know, just don't give up hope Kurt, he'll be okay….,"

Carole kissed his cheek, hoping she was right.

"Dad," Kurt repeated over and over crying harder.

Finn looked really sad, he wanted to help Burt, he liked the man, and he hated it when Kurt was upset.

The doctor than came towards them looking sorrowful.

Kurt thought the worst had happened. The doctor didn't even look at him. Good. If the doctor was not going to help his father, he didn't want him anywhere near Kurt. He tried to explain to Carole what was going on.

Comatose is the only word that Carole picked up. Her own mother had it when she was little. The doctor explained he could be in a coma for more than 6 hours it was caused from a stroke which was when the heart had inability to supply sufficient blood flow to meet the needs of the body.

Carole sighed and put Kurt down. Kurt hid himself behind Finn who protectively patted his back.

"When can we see him?" Carole asked, also feeling a little down.

Carole had been getting close to Burt, and she was starting to get feelings for him too, she was so amazed at how he took care of Kurt on his own, and dealt with his wife's death without breaking down. She too found it hard raising Finn on his own, when she heard the news she had cried in the bathroom before grabbing Finn to get Kurt.

Burt was an incredible father, and she did not want him to leave Kurt by himself. She would happily take Kurt, but she did not want Burt to die.

The doctor rambled on a little more before allowing them to go see Burt.

They reached the room number, and Carole explained to them that Burt was not going to look the same, but he was still the same person, he was still alive, he was just having problems breathing.

Kurt watered when he nodded and she let him inside after explaining to the doctor they were Burt's family. Carole had looked through Burt's contact numbers, and only found employees, her number, and the Hudson Day Care centre.

There was no Mr and Ms Hummel, or nephews, or such, and she felt like could connect with Burt. It was the same for her as well. Now was not the time to think about her feelings for the man, so she pulled up a chair for Kurt and Finn to sit down besides Burt.

Kurt grabbed his father's hand that was hanging on the side and squeezed it.

"Don't leave me," Kurt whispered brokenly.

Finn looked to his mother who didn't look too happy herself. Finn couldn't understand what was happened.

"Mommy, will Mr Burt be okay?" Finn asked with wide eyes.

Kurt refused to look at anyone except his father waiting for him to wake up.

"We hope so sweetie, we just got to keep praying for him," Carole answered. Finn nodded.

"I don't believe in god," Kurt said quietly. Carole frowned.

"I know you had it tough sweetie, but God is a good source when you need someone to look up to,"

"Well I don't like god, I don't like that he lets people pick on me because I'm different, I don't like that he let Blaine's family be so mean to him and I don't like that he lets people die without you getting the chance to see them longer, I don't like that he is doing this to my father, why would god be so mean? That's why I don't believe in him, because no one could be that cruel…they just can't," Kurt sobbed.

Carole was speechless. She shook her head knowing Kurt would not feel any differently as he had made up his mind and patted his head gently.

"I'm sorry you had it so rough Kurt, you just got to keep hanging in there, your father would want that,"

Kurt nodded slightly with sad eyes. Carole wished she could take the pain away from where they were constantly seen in those beautiful blue eyes but she can't. Nobody could take the pain away but Kurt himself.

Carole thought of something…something that might help Kurt's spirits up and decided to go for it. What did she have to loose? She was not going to let Kurt die alongside his father, even if he did survive; she knew that it would still hurt Kurt in the progress. She had to do something, to get him to believe in miracles.

Carole stayed with the boys in Burt's room. She asked the doctors if she could get two fold out beds for the boys. She was going to keep eye watch on them and Burt. There was no point in going home with Kurt constantly worried about Burt, and Finn constantly worried about Kurt and Carole praying for miracles. None of them would be able to sleep anyway.

Carole got one of the doctors to look after them just so she could go home and grab some stuff, Kurt was too upset to cry any more and Finn knew that his mother would be back so he stayed put to support Kurt.

Carole got home as fast as she could, she grabbed some toiletries, food from the fridge, a travel mug to put in some water for the boys with two cups, she got a couple of blankets and stuffed it in Finn's backpack which was always too big on him anyway, and put on her back, she grabbed a couple of magazines, not that she could read them anyhow, some crayons for the boys and put them in the car.

Carole knew she shouldn't speed, but she couldn't help it, she was frantic about the possibilities of Burt's life, and to get to her boys as soon as she could. Carole would never do that again though because she almost crashed into someone on the way to the hospital and it gave her the biggest scare, but she was alive.

Carole got out of the car and ran inside with the backpack and extra bag. She thanked the doctor for minding the kids and dropped the stuff in the room's corner. Kurt finally looked up at Carole with the most saddest look she's ever seen on a child; Finn had fallen asleep curled up on the bed that was put next to where Kurt was sitting.

Carole pulled Kurt into a hug and stroked his back.

"It's okay Kurt, let it out, you'll feel better," Carole could see Kurt was trying not to cry but he finally gave in.

Carole had insisted that Kurt sleep after he stopped crying.

"But…what if he wakes up," Kurt choked.

"I'll let you know Kurt, don't worry, I'll keep an eye on him,"

"Ms Carole don't you want to sleep?"

"I will when you wake up, how about that? We take turns,"

Kurt nodded.

"Okay, and Ms Carole?"

"Yeah Kurt?"

"Thank you,"

Carole let out a tear.

"Your welcome, he'll be okay Kurt, he has to, just keep on hoping," Carole tucked Kurt inside the blankets she brought over on the other bed, and then put the other one over Finn. Kurt nodded and fell asleep after Carole kissed his cheek one more time.

Finn woke up half an hour later when he heard his mother crying.

"Mommy?"

Carole sniffed a little and wiped her face.

"Yes sweetie pie?" Carole glanced down to her son still covered in the blankets.

"Are you okay mommy?" Finn looked up at her concerned.

Carole sighed.

"No Finny, but I'll be okay soon, go back to sleep,"

"I can't, I want to do something for Kurt…" Finn whispered so as not to wake Kurt up.

"Sweetie, do you know if Kurt has any friends we can try cheer him up with?"

Carole knew they both thought about Blaine at the same time, she was hoping he would think of someone else. She could only think about Blaine…

"What about Blaine? He always cheered Kurt up," The answer was obvious, but not going to happen.

"I know hon, but Blaine….Blaine's mother took him out of Day Care centre, not long after Kurt didn't come back, and you and I both know, his mother would not agree to let him come to the hospital,"

"His mother is mean," Finn pouted.

"Yes, Finn she is," Carole agreed.

"Mercedes?" Finn questioned.

Carole hadn't thought about Mercedes for a long time.

"Are they close friends?"

"Well… they were, but Kurt told me they weren't friends anymore when I asked why she wasn't at Kurt's sleepover,"

"She might be our last hope, I'll call her tomorrow, go back to sleep Finny, it's going to be a long day.

Finn nodded.

"I love you mommy,"

"I love you to son,"

Finn fell back to sleep, glad they found a plan for tomorrow. It was so sad just watching Burt drift away...and try to fight for his life. Kurt had talked to his father, begging him to come back, Carole found out from Finn. Tomorrow was a school day, but she was hoping she could call them and ask Mercedes's mother to come help, she knew Mercedes was a sweet girl, and if anything, Kurt needed more support than ever. She has no idea what caused them to break up their friendship, but she'll found out tomorrow.

Kurt woke up when a familiar voice came inside. Mercedes, what was she doing here?

"Cedes?" Kurt whispered as he fluttered his eyes open, trying to remember what had happened. Then he saw his father in the bed above him with the oxygen mask on and started sobbing again. His dad was connected to a machine as well.

The girl came around and hugged him, he didn't refuse, he missed having his friend, because Finn was more of a brother to him, and it was hard to gossip, or talk about why he was feeling upset, sometimes Finn was just overprotective, although he did love that about him. Kurt had a slight crush on him but no more than what he had felt for Blaine.

"My mom told me what happened, you okay Kurt?" Mercedes put an arm around him.

"No…I want my dad to wake up cedes, what are you doing here?" Kurt asked confused, wasn't it a school day today?

"Ms Carole called my mom to ask if she could bring me to cheer you up, she didn't like seeing you so upset, the principle said it was okay, since I was upset anyway, and they thought that if I went to see you, I would feel better, and the principle felt bad about your dad too…,"

"Why were you upset?" Kurt felt bad for not keeping contact with Mercedes, and was glad that she and him were talking again.

"Sam…punched another boy for shoving me into the dumpster, they were bored because they didn't have you to pick on, so they came to me instead, and I really missed you Kurt, and I'm so so sorry for not helping you,"

Kurt pulled Mercedes into another hug.

"It's okay, I just wanted you to be safe, and I didn't care what happened to me,"

"It wasn't fair though Kurt!"

"It's not fair for them to pick on you either, and… wait…are you and Sam bestests of friends now?"

Mercedes blushed.

"He said he liked me Kurt, he thinks I'm cool, and I felt bad, because there was no one there with you, and then I started crying for not helping you, and I missed you and then the principle called me into her office and told me Ms Carole had asked for me to come, Sam is in the naughty chair at the moment, but he isn't a bad kid," Mercedes explained.

Kurt smiled a little.

"Sam sounds nice,"

"He is, I mean he was mean to some people, but once we became friends he only picks on the bullies now, they are scared of him because he's tough, and is on the football team,"

"He's cute too," Kurt grinned, remembering the recent but attractive bully with blonde hair that looked like he lightened it with Lemon juice, and he had green eyes, and he was pretty tall and strong for their age.

Mercedes giggled.

"Yeah he is!"

Carole watched smiling to see Kurt a little bit happier. You could still see the pain in his eyes, but he clearly missed having a friend to talk to. So that was one step further to miracles.

Finn yawned loudly making the two friends look over at the boy still in the fold out bed.

Finn rubbed his eyes with the back of his hands.

"He sleeps through everything," Kurt told Mercedes who nodded.

"My cousin is like that too,"

"Boys," Kurt shook his head.

Mercedes agreed. It had to be a boy thing.

"I'm hungry," Finn groaned.

"Hey Finny!" Mercedes waved.

Finn beamed at her and waved back.

"HI!"

"Good afternoon to you too little man," Carole chuckled.

Kurt rolled his eyes and continued holding his father's hand looking sad again and sighed. Kurt was in deep thought as Mercedes teased Finn for waking up so late.

Oh yeah, I'll tell you something I think you'll understand

Kurt was singing. The hospital room went quiet. Mercedes was stunned at Kurt's voice and went quiet.

When I say that something…I wanna hold your hand

I wanna hold your hand …

….I wanna hold your hand

Mercedes wanted a copy of it and whispered to Ms Carole if she could video it. Carole showed Mercedes how to use the record button on her phone, and she let her hold it as Kurt watched his father and sang.

Oh, please, say to me … You'll let me be your man

And please, say to me
You'll let me hold your hand

Now let me hold your hand

Kurt sniffed and pulled his chair closer to Burt. Kurt stared into his father's eyes that were currently closed.

A small crowd was looking in sadly at the scene. Some filming it as well. Kurt was oblivious to all the attention as he sang to his father.

I wanna hold your hand…and when I touch you I feel happy, inside

It's such a feeling…that my love I can't hide… I can't hide

I can't hide

Carole stared at Kurt and Burt and let a tear flow down her cheek.

ah you, got that something

I think you'll understand

When I say that something

I wanna hold your hand

I wanna hold your hand

There was such an emotional atmosphere, people were holding back tears or getting out tissues as they watched Kurt sing to his father deep in thought.

I wanna hold your hand
And when I touch you I feel happy, inside

It's such a feeling…That my love

I can't hide

I can't hideI can't hide
Yeah you, got that something

I think you'll understand

When I say that something

I wanna hold your hand… I wanna hold your handI wanna hold your hand

I wanna hold your ha-a-a-a-a-a-and

Kurt looked up when he noticed the silence and gasped at the people in the room. Suddenly they all clapped including the nurse and offered Kurt a kind smile. Mercedes quickly handed the phone back to Carole, and asked if she could get it to her mummy. Carole agreed she would send it for her.

"You have real talent kid, your father would be proud," The nurse smiled softly at him and moved on to her destination.

The other grown ups that appeared nodded and one Asian boy with a bandage around his arm nodded in agreement. He gave Kurt a thumbs up before leaving with his mother who took him away.

"She's right Kurt, you're amazing," Carole praised.