He really wants to punch Finn.  So he does.

It’s not the best punch Blaine ever threw but it’s still a punch and it hits Finn straight in the jaw with a force that startles even Blaine. Finn falls to ground clutching the side of his face and Blaine almost feels bad.  But the look of acknowledgement and willingness in Finn’s eyes sends a satisfied shock through Blaine’s body. He should have known Finn would respond better to physical violence. He’s probably so used to Rachel screaming at him that he tunes the screaming out all together.

“Ow, what the hell dude?” Finn challenges weakly. He stands up shakily still caressing the side of his face and through his freakishly large fingers Blaine can already see a bruise forming.  He doesn’t want to admit it but the sight sends a quick smile to his face.  He hadn’t realised how much he’d wanted to hit someone.

“Listen to me Finn.  Right now you’re going to leave and you’re going to go home. You’re not going to say anything about this to Burt or Carole and tomorrow at 3 o clock sharp you and all the New Directions will be in the McKinley auditorium. Am I clear?” Blaine snaps venomously. His tone is threatening and he can tell in Finn’s eyes that he’s won this confrontation. Wordlessly Finn nods before jogging off to where Blaine can only assume that he parked his car.

Blaine takes a minute to collect himself before heading back into the hospital. He passes by the nurse station and he waves to the ladies there, they swoon, of course but he doesn’t notice. He’s more focused on getting back to Kurt’s room. He stops outside the door and takes a deep breath before opening it and heading in. He goes straight to his chair and slides his hand back into Kurt’s like he hadn’t even been gone.

“Where’s Finn?” Burt asks suspiciously. He adjusts the baseball cap on his head and twiddles his thumbs. Yes. Burt Hummel twiddled his thumbs. He’d been doing that a lot over the past few days.  Leaving Kurt with Blaine was hard for Burt. It’s not that he didn’t trust the kid, and he knew that Kurt wanted Blaine there, but leaving your own child in the hospital is not easy. So he twiddled his thumbs.

“He got called to an emergency New Direction’s meeting.  And he didn’t want to see Kurt in the state that he’s in, he may not admit it but he’s scared” Blaine says smoothly, if he didn’t know the true story he would have sworn by the way he said that that it was the truth, he mentally patted himself on the back. He also felt all the tension leave Kurt’s body as soon as he said that Finn wasn’t coming in. I knew that Kurt wouldn’t want to see the bastard.  It only reassured me that I’d done the right thing. “But he asked me not to say anything to you guys about it so maybe you could not mention it too him?” Blaine asked.

“Of course Blaine, thanks for talking to him though. He’s been really quiet since Kurt was er… found” Carole thanked him in her typical ‘mom’ voice.  Silently Blaine adds guilty to the list she said. He just nodded his recognition and turned back to his boyfriend in the hospital bed.

“Do you need anything Kurt?” Blaine asks lovingly. His eyes are surprisingly big and bright for the amount of sleep he’d gotten in the past three or four days, no one was sure exactly how many days it had been.

In that moment, when Blaine is looking at him with all the love in the world and he’s surrounded by his Dad and Carole, he feels for the first time in a long time that maybe he is loved. And maybe just maybe he’ll be okay, he doesn’t need the New Directions, he doesn’t need Finn, he doesn’t need anyone else but them; they’ll love him. Suddenly he’s overcome with emotions and he bursts out into tears. He’s quite hysterical.  He feels everyone huddle closer around him. Blaine wraps his secure arms around him while he sits behind him, cradling him to his chest and Burt and Carole both have a soothing hand on each of his legs.

“What’s wrong Kurt?” Burt asks nervously.  They’d been fine before, Carole and he had come in and everything was fine. A little tense but fine, then he’d gone from stable to hysterically sobbing.

“Nothing, I’m just so glad I’m alive.  It’s the first time that I’ve thought that maybe, just maybe we’ll be okay” Kurt cries. He rests his head back on Blaine’s shoulder and soaks up the sereneness of the moment. It’s quite perfect. He’s with all the people who love him and he’s happy; truly happy for the time in months.

“We will be okay Kurt. I promise you. I love you, Carole loves you, and Blaine… damn he loves you Kurt. We’re going to be okay” Burt soothes and now we’re all crying because yeah, we’re going to be okay.

            I smile wide and rub circles on Kurt’s stomach.  Burt and Carole smile at Kurt and I, I think it’s because we remind them of themselves; in love; and blissfully so. It feels like something should be said but no one wants to ruin the moment, so instead I do the only thing I know will always be okay; I sing.

“This feeling that my life's begun at last
This change,
Can people really fall in love so fast?
What's the matter with you, Have you been too much on your own?
So many things unclear
So many things unknown.

In my life
There are so many questions and answers
That somehow seem wrong
In my life
There are times when I catch in the silence
The sigh of a faraway song
And it sings
Of a world that I long to see
Out of reach
Just a whisper away
Waiting for me.

Does he know I'm alive?
Do I know if he's real?
Does he see what I saw?
Does he feel what I feel?

In my life
I'm no longer alone
Now the love in my life 
Is so near
Find me now, find me here!"