Burt was staring at Blaine with amusement as he was lying back on the hospital bed and watching the nurse as she held a thermometer under his tongue. His hazel eyes were wide in a kind of child wonderment.

When the thermometer beeped, she pulled it out while looking at the reading and smiled, "Perfect 98.6."

Blaines eyes stayed wide while he broke out in a wide grin, "Im perfect," then he looked at Burt, "Did you hear that? Im perfect."

"I heard it, kid."

"Maybe we should take a picture?"

"Of the thermometer?"

"Well I just think that I will want to remember this day."

Burt laughed but didnt reply.

"Well bring you down for the MRI soon, ok sweetie?" The nurse told him.

Blaine turned his head back towards her, "Theres a down?"

She smiled, "Yep, well go in an elevator two floors down."

"Wow!"

"I told you youd know when the meds kicked in."

Burt laughed with her, "How long will this last?"

"Not too long, they will begin to wear off and once we can rule out any brain injury the doctor will subscribe something not so strong for the pain. He hit his head pretty hard so hell still be on something probably for a few days."

"Nurse Alice?"

She turned her attention back to the boy on the bed, "Yes sweetie?"

"This is Burt, did you know that?" He pointed at Burt but kept his eyes on her.

"Yep, we met before."

"Oh…well thats Kurts dad."

"I know, you told me that too."

"Oh…Burt, Kurt, Blaine," he giggled, "BKB." More giggles.

Burt snorted, "Are you part of the family now?"

Blaine looked right at Burt and his face was serious for a moment, "Im going to marry your son," He looked back at Nurse Alice, "Im going to marry his son." The grin returned.

She smirked and looked at Burt then back to Blaine, "Im sure you will sweetie, and I bet youll be very happy."

"I will, it will be the best day ever."

Blaine yawned and closed his eyes, "Blaine Devon Hummel, ok Burt?"

Burt looked at this boy, the one who he had always pictured as his son in law and still secretly did, the same boy who made his son cry and hurt worse than any bully could ever do. He knew he should tell him that he lost his chance, should say the he didnt deserve his son for hurting him, that he wouldnt agree to Kurt giving his name to a cheater. He knew he should say all of this, "Blaine?"

"Hmm." He kept his eyes closed.

"Look at me kid."

He opened his eyes and blinked slowly before turning his head to look at Burt, "Yea?"

"If thats what you and Kurt decide, I would be happy to call you my son. For you to be a Hummel, if thats what you both wanted."

"Really?"

"Really."

Blaine smiled and turned his head straight again before closing his eyes, his mouth still turned up slightly.

"Blaine, honey…stay awake, you cant fall asleep yet."

He opened his eyes reluctantly, "But Im tired."

"Here, why dont you sit up so youre not tempted and Ill go see how much longer you have to wait."

He sat up and she left the room only to return about ten minutes later with a wheelchair, "Ready to go?"

Blaine nodded exaggeratedly then stopped and held his head while his eyes were closed tightly.

"You ok?" Burt stood up and placed a hand on his shoulder.

"Yea, just…whoa, my head hurts."

"Take your time. When youre feeling ok well get you off the bed and into the chair."

They stood there for another minute until Blaine could open his eyes again and the pain ebbed. Burt helped his slowly get off the bed and into the chair, making sure to keep a hand at Blaines elbow in case he got dizzy.

"Ready to go?" Nurse Alice stared down at him.

"Yep! Two floors!"

As they were leaving the room, Burt said goodbye and sat on the seat again, letting a tired breath out. He closed his eyes for a few seconds and then his phone was going off, Kurts name appearing on the screen.

Burt took another relaxing breath then picked up, "Hey kid, hows your day been?"

"Hey dad! Not too bad! Rachel ditched me to hang out with Brody AGAIN! So I just got lunch at this small bistro and dad, you wouldve loved it! It was cozy but modern and just fantastic!"

Burt smiled hearing his son so happy, "Kurt thats great! Im glad things are looking up and that New York is turning into what you hoped it would be."

"Yea so…whatd you call about before? You didnt really give any details."

"Well look, everything is fine so theres no need to worry but—"

"But? But what, dad? What happened? Whos hurt? Is it your heart? Is it Carole? Did Finn—"

"Kurt, calm down so I can tell you whats going on ok?"

He heard Kurt take a breath on the other side of the line, "Sorry, sorry. Ok, whats going on?"

"I got a call this morning from Blaines mom and…"

"Wait, wait, wait…Blaines mom called you?"

"Yes, she—"

"What did she say? Thats so strange you barely know her, hell, I barely know her!"

"Kurt."

"Right, right, sorry, go on…Blaines mom called you."

"Right, so she called because her and Mr. Anderson are out of the country—"

"Shocker!"

"And well Blaine fell this morning at school and had to be brought to the hospital."

"WHAT?"

Burt had to move the phone away from his ear, Kurts voice could rise quite a bit when he was upset, "Kurt listen, hes ok. Well, hes probably got a concussion, so not completely ok, but hes going to be ok. Theyre doing an MRI right now to make sure that everything is fine."

"Oh my god, do you need me to come home?"

"What? Kurt, why would you need to come home?"

"I dont know because his skull is cracked!?"

"Look, hes going to be ok, Ive been sitting with him for over an hour, hes going to be fine, they have to do the testing as procedure."

"Thank you for being there with him dad…you know since his parents cant be."

"I was worried youd be upset."

Kurt sighed, "Of course I wouldnt be. Hes still my best friend…I still love him even if things are complicated with us now."

"You should hear him, Kurt, hes hopped up on pain meds, its pretty funny."

He laughed a little, "I remember from when he got the slushy thrown at him. Blaine and pain medication do not mix."

Burt heard noise on the other end and Kurt talking to someone.

"Listen dad, I have to go, practice for Adams Apples and all. Give Blaine my best, ok?"

"I will. Ill let you know how he made out later, ok?

"Thanks dad, love you."

"Love you too, Kurt."

Burt sat in his recliner chair watching the TV with the volume down. After Blaine had returned from the MRI, the drugs had worn off considerably and his demeanor was much more subdued. They sat waiting for the test results without almost any conversation and if Burt was being honest, he kind of missed Blaines energetic attitude. He had always been that way, but after he and Kurt had broken up, when Burt did see the boy, he was much more withdrawn and quiet, the afternoon reminded him of the old Blaine.

When the doctor finally did come in, he told them that Blaine did in fact have a concussion, but that there was no further damage and that he would be able to go home with a low dosage pain reliever as the nurse had guessed. He wouldnt be able to drive for ten days and hed have to limit his use of the computer and TV, but he would heal with some ice and rest.

And rest was exactly what Blaine was doing right now. As Burt made some sandwiches for dinner, Carole was working a double and would be late and Finn was having a boys night with Puck, Blaine was in the guest room sleeping.

Just as he was finishing the turkey sandwiches and putting some baked chips on the side that he knew Kurt would approve of, he heard quiet steps coming down the stairs and stop just inside the kitchen.

"How are you feeling?" He asked without turning around.

"Better, thanks."

Burt turned at that and looked at Blaines disheveled appearance. His hair was sticking at odd angles, it had broken free from its normal hold, but the gel kept it formed in small clumps. The pajamas he was wearing were some of Kurts old clothes which Burt assumed would probably be difficult for him, but Finns clothes would never fit Blaines small frame, and his eyes looked tired.

"You dont look too much better."

"Im just tired from the medicine, I guess…my head hurts a bit."

"You can take more for the pain after you eat, I made sandwiches I hope thats ok?"

"Thank you Mr. Hummel." He took the plate Burt handed him and sat at the table.

"So back to that huh?"

Blaine looked at him confused, "What?"

"You were calling me Burt while you were hopped up on pain meds."

Blaine looked like he was in thought for a minute and then turned beet red, hiding his face in his hand, "Oh god…I am so sorry! What I said about me and Kurt and…Oh my god."

Burt smiled at him for a moment and then decided to take pity on him, "Listen, its ok…really."

He only shook his head, "Im such an idiot, those medicines completely take away any filter I might have."

"Really, you didnt say anything embarrassing or anything that I didnt know already."

Blaine looked up at him, his face serious, "After everything I did, Im just lucky that Kurt, that you, are willing to allow me to even exist in your lives."

"Blaine, people make mistakes. Do I think youre an idiot for what you did? Of course," Blaine put his head down into his hand once again, "Do I think that you deserve to keep being punished for that mistake? Of course not."

Blaines head shot up, "What?"

Burt put his sandwich down and put his hand on Blaines shoulder, "Youre a good guy and besides this mistake, that yes was huge, youve always been good to Kurt. I know you love him and I know that he loves you too. Now, whether that will ever become something more again, I cant say, thats up to you and Kurt, but Blaine I wasnt just appeasing you at the hospital. If you and Kurt do get back together and decide to get married one day, I would be proud to call you my son."

Tears began pooling in Blaines eyes and he quickly diverted them down towards his sandwich. Though he was on the verge of crying, a quiet smile formed on his face, "Thanks Burt," He looked up again, the tears still present, "That means more to me then you know."