Kurt sat on the side of the bed, holding Blaine's hand. This position was familiar to him. It hadn't been too long ago where he sat like this while Blaine lay unconscious in a hospital bed. He wasn't sad, like he was the first time this happened. He was sad, but he found that he was more disappointed than distraught.

"Blaine, please wake up. I can't keep doing this. I don't know what to do. When is this going to stop being hard for us? We're soul mates, remember? We're meant to be together. You had no recollection of our past, yet you still found your love for me. I love you so much, Blaine. Please don't forget. Please remember us. I won't leave you alone this time, I promise. Just, please, don't forget us. I need you." Kurt laid down on the bed next to Blaine and sobbed into Blaine's hospital gown until he fell asleep.

While Kurt slept, Blaine's parents came in and out of the room, taking turns to get cups of coffee, but probably just making excuses to just leave the room. This deja vu of Blaine unconscious in a hospital room was far too much for them. They were surprised at how Kurt was even able to sleep, let alone take it so well. Not that sobbing was taking something well. More or less it was Kurt taking the situation as best as he could. But Kurt was able to do something that Henry and Beth were not able to do: stay.

It was the early hours of the morning when Kurt's eyes fluttered opened. He felt the gentle feeling of fingers gently brushing small locks of his hair. Henry and Beth were not in the room. Kurt was too tired to try to think of why they weren't there and he nuzzled his head closer to Blaine's side. Blaine! Kurt shot his head up and saw a pair of honey eyes and perfect lips smiling at him. "Blaine! You're awake!"

Blaine's eyes sparkled. "Yeah. Sleeping Beauty has awoken." Blaine chuckled.

"And you remember who I am? Who you are?" Kurt hurriedly asked.

"Yes?" Blaine answered slowly.

"Don't kid. What's your name?"

"Blaine Anderson."

"And my name?"

"Kurt Hummel. The love my life." Blaine smiled again. There was a small pause as Kurt let the knowledge sink in that Blaine was not suffering another dose of amnesia. "How's my face? Did I cut it up badly when I hit my head?"

"No." Kurt lurched forward and pressed his lips to Blaine's. "You're perfect and handsome as always." He kissed him again.

"How's the deer?"

Kurt pulled back. "What?"

"The deer. Did it die when I hit it?"

"When you hit?" Kurt was confused, but the foggy pieces were slowly starting to make their way back into his consciousness.

"Yeah. I remember the deer and hitting it before hydroplaning. That's the last thing I remember actually. Are Tina and Mike okay?" Kurt inhaled sharply and stared blankly at Blaine in shock. "What? They're okay, right? Kurt please answer me, you look like you've seen a ghost."

"Yes, they're fine," Kurt finally got out. "But… Blaine, why are you here… in the hospital?"

"Car accident. Hit my head and knocked myself unconscious. Why? Kurt, you're really acting weird."

"I have to go get the nurse."

"The call button is over here."

"I need to find your parents."

Blaine grabbed Kurt's hand and held it tight. "You're scaring me. What's wrong?"

Kurt gulped. He couldn't let Blaine hear this from anyone else. "You're not in here for a car accident."

"Yes I am."

"No. Blaine. The car accident was two months ago. You're in here now because you slipped on the ice and hit your head."

The two boys stared at each other in complete disbelief. How was it Blaine now remembered his previous accident, but not his recent one? How could Blaine not remember the past two months?

"No," Blaine finally said. "This is just a really really cruel joke."

Kurt quickly searched for the remote to the television and turned on CNN. Blaine was able to see then. At the bottom of the screen in white letters was the date. Blaine stared blankly at the screen.

"I need to find your parents," Kurt said.

"No!" Blaine shouted, snapping Kurt back into the moment and making him look only at Blaine. Blaine gulped and his eyes welled. "Don't leave me alone."

Kurt went back over to Blaine's bed and held his hand. "Everything will be okay. I promise. We'll get through this."

"Two months?" Blaine asked.

Kurt nodded. "Let me call the nurse. I'll tell you everything, I promise."

"It's still you and me, right?"

"Always. I love you." Kurt kissed Blaine's cheek.

Blaine quickly turned his head and cuffed his hand behind Kurt's neck, pulling his face in. There was something desperate about the way Blaine kissed Kurt. He didn't know how it was possible that he lost two months of his memory. It was like losing two months of his life. Something about kissing Kurt and knowing that they were still what they always were made Blaine feel something familiar, like two months ago was yesterday and not a long time ago.

Kurt knew that Blaine was upset and far-be-it for him to deny Blaine something he needed, so he let Blaine kiss him. Blaine held him tightly and dipped his tongue into Kurt's mouth. He whimpered and Kurt felt a single tear touch his cheek.

"It's okay," Kurt soothed as he parted from Blaine and embraced him. "Everything will be okay. I'm not going anywhere. I'm here with you."

"I love you so much," Blaine confessed as he coughed and sniffled. He wasn't crying so much as having a panic attack or break down. Admittedly, this was shocking news that not everyone, except maybe Blaine, gets twice in their life.

"I love you too." Kurt rubbed Blaine's back soothingly.

"Was I… Did I…"

"What is it?" Kurt asked. He pulled himself away and looked Blaine in the eyes.

"What happened when I woke up two months ago?"

Kurt took a breath and gave a quick kiss to Blaine. "You had amnesia. You didn't remember anything."

"How is this possible?"

"I don't know. I'm just happy that you're okay and that you came back to me."

"What do you mean?"

"You had no idea who I or anyone else was."

"Did I at least know who I was?"

"No. The last two months have been spent trying to help you get comfortable."

Henry walked in just then with two cups of coffee in hand and stalled when he saw the look of his son awake. "Blaine," was all he could think up to say.

"Dad."

"Y-you know who I am?"

"Sure… Dad." Blaine shifted his eyes back and forth.

Kurt pulled the nurse's call button. "He has his memories back," he offered.

Henry smiled. "You do?" He looked like he might cry.

Blaine nodded and the room began to flood with nurses. The nurses asked Kurt to leave the room, but Blaine held tight of Kurt's hand and informed the nurses that he had to stay.

It wasn't until the early afternoon that Blaine was done with tests and was able to relax in his hospital bed. Kurt sat on the bed with him. They sat facing each other with crossed legs and holding hands. Blaine had tons of questions for Kurt.

"I really didn't know who you were?"

"You didn't know who you were, so I couldn't expect you to know who I am."

"I can't believe you stuck around the way you did. Pretending we weren't together and holding everything inside."

"Of course I stuck around. Why wouldn't I? Don't you know how much I love you?"

Blaine smiled. "Yes." He leaned forward and kissed Kurt quickly. "So wait… If I was out of it for two months, and you weren't my boyfriend, does that mean that you went two months without sex?"

Kurt squinted. He wasn't sure what Blaine was asking. "Well, yeah… Even if I wanted to, who else would I have sex with?"

"No," Blaine chuckled. "That's not what I meant. It didn't come out right."

"Blaine, are you feeling alright? You're pupils are dilated and huge." Blaine's eyes were heavily lidded and scanning over Kurt, appraising him. Kurt recognized the look. Oh dear God.

Blaine inched closer and knelt on the hospital mattress. "I love you so much for what you did for me." He put his hands on Kurt's shoulders and Kurt's eyes kept close watch in Blaine's actions.

Kurt didn't know what to do exactly. If he leaned backward, Blaine would fall on top of him. His only option was to scoot away sideways, but Blaine wasn't exactly letting that happen. "I love you too. I think I should move away from you for a little bit."

"Why?" Blaine brought his face down to Kurt's level. "Don't you miss me? You haven't seen me in two months. The real me anyway."

Kurt gulped and licked his lips. "Yes, of course I missed you, but Blaine, we're in a hospital."

Blaine cheshired and pressed a kiss to Kurt's lips, knocking him backwards and Blaine falling on top of him, just like he knew would happen. He released his own lips, trying to fight off Blaine's playfulness and demanding nature. "So, we'll be quiet." He attached his lips to Kurt's neck.

"Gah. When-When has that ever happened?" Kurt stammered. He was desperately trying to scoot away or push Blaine, but his efforts were only worth so much and he wasn't about to jostle someone who was in the hospital for a head injury.

"It'll be a learning experience. We'll start now."

"Blaine, you're high."

"Am not."

"Your pupils are the size of marbles. You're on pain medication right now."

"Mmm, still feels good."

"You're parents, or a doctor, or nurse could walk in at any minute."

"We'll be quick."

"Again, when does that ever happen?"

Blaine stuck his bottom lip out. "Come on, baby, don't you want me?"

"I-I-"

The door to his room opened and Blaine, still hovering on top of Kurt, looked over at the stranger standing in the door. A tall, skinny, boy with chocolate brown hair and a neat comb over stood guffawing as he looked at them. "Oh. My. God." He looked hurt.

"Ah-Um." Kurt started franticly pushing Blaine backward and urging him to sit back at the head of the bed. He was trying to avoid eye contact with Sebastian.

"First, no body calls me to tell me he's here. I had to find out from Nick. And now I find him crawling all over you?" Sebastian's words were pointed at Kurt. "You really couldn't leave it well enough alone, could you?"

Kurt glanced at a confused Blaine, who looked both shocked and annoyed at the stranger who was yelling at Kurt. "Um, Blaine, this is Sebastian."

"What?" Sebastian asked.

"Who?" Blaine asked.

"Uhm…" Kurt straightened out his clothes and moved off the bed. He stood on the opposite side, away from Sebastian. "Blaine hit his head and now he remembers everything again… except the last two months." Sebastian just stared. He didn't know how to take in the information.

"Kurt, who is this?" Blaine asked.

"Um."

Sebastian moved closer and tried to smooth out his features. "Blaine, I'm your boyfriend."

Blaine took a second and almost started to laugh. "No, you're not. Kurt's my boyfriend. I don't know who you are." He looked to Kurt for reassurance, but the Kurt and Sebastian looked like they were having an entire conversation with their eyes. "Kurt?"

He promised he'd tell Sebastian. Kurt thought. They'd kissed yesterday when Blaine came to tell Kurt everything he was feeling. He hadn't told him yet. Oh God, I have to tell Sebastian that Blaine cheated on him AND doesn't remember him. He looked back at Blaine who was waiting for an answer. He took a deep breath. "Actually, Blaine… Sebastian is kind of your boyfriend."

"Kind of?" Sebastian asked pointedly at Kurt.

"That's not possible," Blaine added.

"Blaine, I know this is confusing, but-" Sebastian started.

"I'm sorry," Blaine interrupted. "I understand how this must sound, but Kurt is my boyfriend. I don't know all of what went on, yet, in the past two months, but whatever you and I might've had, I'm sorry. I love Kurt. He's the only one I've ever loved and I could never be without him. I'm so sorry. You obviously care, otherwise you wouldn't be here right now, but Kurt's the one for me."

Sebastian took a breath. Kurt felt awful for him. He could only imagine what his reception might have been like had he told Blaine he was his boyfriend two months ago. "Blaine, if you could just-"

"Kurt?" Blaine looked at Kurt with pleading eyes. He was getting overwhelmed and needed help. Sebastian wasn't getting it and, admittedly, this was a confusing, bizarre thing to happen.

"Sebastian, can I please talk to you outside?" Kurt asked.

Sebastian eyed Kurt with both tolerance and jealousy. "But, Bl-"

"Hallway, please."

Sebastian gave one final look at Blaine and followed Kurt out. "You must be ecstatic."

"I am, but not at your loss. However, this shouldn't come as a surprise to you. I told you he would chose me if he ever got his memories back."

"He doesn't remember me at all."

"I know this is hard for you. Believe me, I know. If it helps, I'll talk to Blaine and once he's settled I'll arrange coffee or something for the two of you."

"Just the two of us, or will you be there too?"

"No, I'll leave you two alone for this one. I understand some things are private."

"I really liked him."

"I know. I'm sorry this is how you found out."

"What happened?"

"He slipped on the ice at my house and hit his head."

"What was he doing at your house?"

Kurt took a deep breath. "I thought he told you first."

"Told me what first?"

"That he loved me and wanted to be with me."

"That's a lie! He told me we were fine. We had plans for today."

"I'm sorry. I don't know what to say. I thought he told you because he promised me he would. Then he showed up at my house." There was a long pause. "How did you know he was here?"

"Nick told me."

"Nick? Who told Nick?"

"Quinn."

"Who told her?"

"I don't know. Listen. Is he all right though? Other than forgetting that past two months?"

"Looks like it."

"Well, at least he's safe and sound."

Kurt gently touched Sebastian's crossed arms. "Sebastian, I have to say that I'm not happy that he doesn't remember the past two months. I know how you feel. More than anyone, I know how you feel."

"It's just- Blaine is…" Sebastian trailed off.

"I know. He's special."

"Yeah…"

"Hey, I have to get back in there. I guess I have some explaining to do."

Sebastian looked like he was thinking about something, so Kurt waited. "Before. Um. I mean, yesterday. Before the accident. Did he really tell you that he loved you?"

Kurt nodded. "I'm sorry."

"I knew something was wrong. I mean, he told me that everything was fine, but I knew."

Kurt didn't know what else to say.

"I should go."

"I'll call you soon. I'll make sure that you two get a chance to talk."

"Thanks. Oh, and Kurt?" Sebastian asked, stopping himself. "Why are you helping me? I took your boyfriend. Aren't you afraid I'll just try to take him back?"

Kurt smiled. He almost laughed. Almost. Under any other circumstance, he might have thought he was arrogant, but as it were, "No. I told you before. We're soul mates. You saw how he reacted when he thought I wasn't his boyfriend. He'll always choose me. We'll never stop fighting for each other."

"I know."

"You do?"

Sebastian nodded. "At first I thought that what you said to me in my dorm room was you trying to intimidate me or something, but then I started talking to the other guys. They told me how intense you two are about each other. How you only see each other and no one else." Sebastian huffed. "Of course he went to you yesterday. I'll never be that for him. He never talked about you, but I could just tell that even when we were alone, he was somewhere else. It was always you."

Kurt continued to smile, but it was more thoughtful than proud. "Thank you." Kurt didn't know what else to say. His heart was gushing with emotion. It was this moment that it really hit him that Blaine was back. His Blaine. Or maybe, according to Sebastian, he never left.

"I'll hear from you soon, I guess." They exchanged goodbyes and Kurt returned to Blaine's room, only to find him expectant and a little stern.

"So, I had a boyfriend during those two months and it wasn't you?" Blaine asked. It was more of a statement, but Kurt could hear the missing demand: explain.

"I was getting to that part," Kurt said sheepishly.

"Uh-huh. Sit." Blaine patted the bed in front of him. Kurt did as ordered. "Talk."

An hour later, the two were still discussing Sebastian and arguing over what Kurt should have done instead of letting Blaine date someone who wasn't Kurt.

"What was I supposed to do? You weren't talking to me."

"Um- I love you? You're my boyfriend."

"Right. Because that would have gone over so well. Oh, Blaine. You're pissed at me, but you should know that you've been my boyfriend all along and I just forgot to tell you over the past month and a half. Something like that?"

"You let me cheat on you."

"We weren't together. Well, not romantically anyway. However, it wasn't for lack of trying. I did try to take you out, but it never ended well. It always ended with you yelling at me. You did that a lot."

"Did you deserve it?"

"Sometimes. Hey, you should be happy that it was a nice guy, like Sebastian. He took this whole thing really REALLY well. Especially after he found out that you cheated on him."

"At least I cheated on my boyfriend with my other boyfriend. I suppose that's not so bad."

"It wouldn't have mattered anyway because you chose me in the end. Even if you didn't hit your pretty little head and knock you back into place, you still would have me."

Another hour later found the two boys asleep in each other's arms again. So much for arguing.