Blaine burst into Nick's room at the station. “Nick, I really fucked up, I overreacted and I was mad and I just… I screwed up.” He rambled, standing there running his hands through his hair. He debated on going back to the apartment at least ten times on the way to the station. “Wow, okay... First off, Hi, Happy birthday, my day was good.” Nick greeted with a large smile placing his phone aside, giving Blaine his undivided attention. “Um, not that I don't want you here, but why are you here? Shouldn't you be eating cake off of Kurt or something?” He asked, receiving a glare from his friend as he crossed his arms over his chest. “Yeah, I thought that was the plan too, but he threw me a surprise birthday party and my parents and brother were there and I just... I lost it with him.” Blaine explained, staring into space as he pictured the look on Kurt's face, his chest aching. “I yelled at him Nick... I'm such a dick.” He mumbled, shaking his head in shame. “Wow. Major dick move Anderson.” Nick admitted, giving his friend a shrug, getting a glare worse than before. “Sorry, but why did you blow up on him? He was just trying to throw a party for you. You've been really stressed lately; everyone can see it, so maybe he thought celebrating your birthday would take your mind off of it.” Blaine rolled his eyes, pacing the room as Nick spoke. “Now you'll never get your birthday sex... Way to go Anderson.” Nick added with a playful smirk.

Blaine sighed heavily, his back sliding down the wall as he sat down propping his head in his hands. “I really fucked up... He probably hates me.” He grumbled after a minute, rubbing his eyes. “Kurt is crazy about you. If you doubt that then you're even dumber than I expected.” Nick said shaking his head as his friend wouldn't look up from the floor. “Listen, you guys got into a fight and once you and Kurt go out and get married you'll have plenty more.” He mentioned in assurance, knowing this was just a big bump in the road. “Plus you guys will work it out and solve it because you genuinely love each other.” Nick added with a wide smile, noticing Blaine peeking up, running a hand through his hair. “I just... Seeing the look on his face before I walked out, I... I just can't believe I left... He was crying Nick.” Blaine mumbled miserably, rubbing his forehead as he continued to flashback to the fight, realizing how wrong he was for acting that way. “Hm, let’s see. You throw an awesome surprise party for your boyfriend that you love and you invite his parents and he comes in and yells at you... What did you think was going to happen?” Nick told him harshly, hoping to get through his friend's hard head. Blaine could be so stubborn sometimes. “Well I had a right to be mad! He knows how it is with my parents and I was annoyed that he went behind my back and they were there and I just ended up overreacting and I...” Blaine trailed off, biting his lip, taking a deep breath. “I didn't mean to make him cry.” He said softly, sadness in his voice. “I think I just have a fear of surprise parties.” Nick chuckled, shaking his head. “No. You have a fear of people caring about you too much.” He pointed out, giving Blaine a sad smile, feeling bad for him. “Because no one has the way he does before... It still scares me sometimes.” Blaine admitted, resting his head back on the wall.

“You can't let your past keep on haunting you. Kurt... He's not like that other guy and you know that.” Nick insisted, hoping maybe Blaine was coming to terms with this and will man up. “I know.” Blaine agreed, nodding his head as he closed his eyes, sighing sadly. “What you two have is rare.” Nick told him firmly. “How so?” Blaine peeked his eyes open, watching his friend smirk. “The way that guy looks at you... The way you look at him...” He explained simply, chuckling. Blaine shrugged softly, smirking. “I'm in love with him.” He whispered, hugging his knees close to his chest. “So are you going to let one messy fight break up the greatest relationship since Brangelina?” Nick asked, making Blaine laugh quietly, shaking his head. “Never.” Blaine told him confidently. Nick nodded firmly, throwing his arms out in front of him. “So there you go!” He yelled with a smile, clapping his hands together for effect. Blaine stood up, brushing off his jeans with a grin. “I'm gonna go back to the apart-” The fire station alarm interrupted his sentence, Nick jumping out ten feet into the air. “Jesus Christ!” He yelled a hand over his heart. “That scared the shit out of me... You think a guy would get used to it by now.” He joked, noticing the pale look on Blaine's face. “Shit…” He whispered, looking up at the ceiling with his eyes closed. “Look, it’s probably just a cat caught in a tree or a husband trying to cook for his wife... We should be in and out in no time.” Nick waved a hand, hopping off the bed. Blaine nodded slowly, opening the door. “Let's get this over with.”

Blaine looked up at the building with wide eyes. This was bad; no wonder they got called out for back up. “They're getting Derek suited up to go in there for the woman and her kid.” David informed, giving Blaine and Nick the lowdown on how this happened. “I'm going in there.” Blaine said, his eyes scanning the building. Nick pulled his eyebrows together. “No, no you're not. Derek is when he's done getting prepared... You won't last long with all that smoke man.” He told him, placing a firm hand on his friend's shoulder. “By the time he's done they might not make it, I'm going.” Blaine shrugged off Nick's hand, running toward the building without a glance behind him or a doubt in his mind. He wasn't going to stand by and watch them suffer.

“Take her and run out!” Blaine yelled loudly, coughing as he stumbled to the door, the woman holding her daughter in her arms, looking back at Blaine. “Don't worry, just go, they'll help you out there!” He shouted, falling to his knees, leaning forward with his head resting on the ground heaving and coughing. Everything hurt, even his insides. “Fuck Anderson! Always trying to be the hero.” Blaine felt arms circle around him, his feet being dragged across the floor. He hacked loudly, his eyes becoming heavy, his head spinning. “No man, not now. Keep them open!” It was David, slapping his face gently, making his eyes flicker open slightly. “Kurt... Call him... I'm not...Okay.” Was the last thing Blaine said before everything went black.

In the hospital they waited. Only an hour has passed but it felt like an eternity to all of them. Sebastian paced back and forth, Liam watching him with worry, hoping he'll calm down soon. Kurt sat by himself, crying silently as he stared off into space deep in thought. Mrs. Anderson made phone calls to family while Mr. Anderson just sat in a chair staring at his clasped hands in a daze. Finn and Rachel were at the cafeteria speaking to Burt and Carole as Cooper got coffee for everyone, trying not to be too emotional about this. He wanted to be strong for his mom and even for Kurt.

Taking a deep breath Sebastian stopped where he was looking back at Kurt with sad eyes. He hasn't spoken since they got in the cab to come here. “Hey... How are you holding up?” Sebastian asked, placing his hands in his jacket pockets, looking down at the ground. Kurt glanced up, giving a weak shrug. “I don't really want to talk right now, sorry.” He mumbled, picking at his jeans to distract himself. Sebastian bit his lip, nodding softly as he turned away. “You know... Nick told me that Blaine wanted them to call you. They didn't have your number on file though.” Kurt looked up, acknowledging that Sebastian said something, a tear streaming down his cheek as he gave a small nod. With a heavy sigh Sebastian left to go sit with his boyfriend, he was emotionally drained and needed rest.

The waiting room was silent. Finn and Rachel left to go home with Kurt's permission, he wanted to be alone. Sebastian and Liam were outside getting some fresh air after being cooped up in the room for two hours, it was too much for them. Mrs. Anderson and Cooper were talking quietly, distracting themselves the best they can. Mr. Anderson still wasn't speaking, but you could tell that his mind was moving a million miles a minute. “Honey, we're going to get more coffee and a snack, want something?” Jacklyn asked her husband with a hint of hope in her voice, hoping he'll answer. Mr. Anderson shook his head, not even looking up as his wife and son left the room, leaving him and Kurt alone to bask in the silence. Clearing his throat loudly, Mr. Anderson stood, walking over to where Kurt was seated, curled up in a chair.

“Look... Kurt.” He murmured, making his son's boyfriend look up with tired eyes. “Yes Mr. Anderson?” He sounded like a robot, it was so unlike him. “David…” Mr. Anderson mumbled, taking a seat next the young man. “Excuse me?” Kurt asked, his eyebrows pulling together in confusion. “David. My name is David... Listen, I know I haven't been the most... Accepting person.” Kurt chuckled, shaking his head in disbelief. The last thing he wanted right now was another talk with Blaine's father. “Oh so you're aware?” He wondered jokingly, rolling his eyes. “Please Kurt. You might lose your boyfriend but I might lose my son. Please try and hear me out.” David said quietly, making Kurt sit up crossing one leg over the other. “Well it’s kind of hard to listen when I think I'm going to lose the man I love...” Kurt told him, choking up a bit, holding back tears. He was so tired of crying. “It's not like you care about him much anyways.” He added to himself quietly, crossing his arms over his chest. “Kurt, regardless of what you may believe, I love Blaine. He is my son... I know I haven't been the best father, and I'm ashamed of what I pulled the last time you two were over.” David admitted, still staring at the ground, collecting his thoughts so he can say everything he needs to say. “I want to apologize for my behavior and even though I may not understand it or totally accept it, Blaine loves you. I have never seen him as happy as when he is with you.” Kurt looked over to David with a small smile, shocked. “I um… I don't know what to say to that.” He shrugged, letting out a soft sigh. Things were changing with the Anderson's and thankfully for the better.

“You love him too… I know you do.” David said after a minute or so of silence, peeking over to Kurt, smirking at the radiant smile he received. “I do sir, very much so.” Kurt told him proudly, biting his lip. “Does he make you happy?” Tearing up Kurt nodded, taking a deep breath. “Every day.” David swallowed thickly, sighing. “Then when he wakes up I want you to go in there and tell him. Life is too short Kurt... You never know what tomorrow is going to bring.” He placed a hand on Kurt's back, giving it a gentle pat for comfort. “I will... Thank you Mr. Anderson… Um… David.” Kurt watched as David stood, brushing off his slacks. “No problem... and Kurt?” David looked back with a smirk, seeing the expectant look in his future son in law's eyes. “I want an invitation to your wedding.” Kurt smiled widely, chuckling through a few tears, nodding softly. “I'll make sure you're front row and at our table during the reception.”

Before David Anderson could go back to his seat a nurse walked in, calling out Blaine's name making Kurt instantly stand. “He's stable but is out at the moment. He suffered injuries and lung complications due to the smoke but he'll be okay.” She informed sadly, a frown on her face as she saw the distraught- look on everyone's face. “Mr. Anderson if you want to you can see him; I'm sorry Kurt, its family only.” Kurt bit his lip, nodding sadly as a tear slipped down his cheek. “Ma'am this is his husband and he has every right to see him... Need I remind you I have the number to every attorney in the tri-state area who would love to take up a discrimination law suit?” David told her sternly, placing a secure arm around Kurt's shoulders, holding him close. Kurt looked up with a smile, taking Mr. Anderson into a tight hug. “Um... Go tell him.” David mumbled uncomfortably, patting Kurt's back, not expecting the hug. “Thank you so much Mr. Anderson.” Kurt whispered, smiling through the tears. “Anytime Kurt... Now go!” David urged, nudging Kurt out of the door, watching him jog down the hall.

Kurt stepped into the room, letting out the breath he was holding. “Blaine... Oh my God, Blaine” He mumbled, placing a hand over his mouth as he slowly walked over, taking a seat, scooting the chair close. “I was so worried that I wouldn't see you again. That… That you didn't get out in time and that you... And now you're here.” Kurt took his hand, comforted by the warmth. “You have to wake up. Blaine, you have to. If you don't, who will watch bad Lifetime movie marathons with me, or go to that cute diner we both like, or rub my back when I'm having a bad day?” He trailed off, fresh tears pouring over his eyes, squeezing Blaine's hand for dear life, resting his head on the bed. “Or who's gonna be there when no one else is and be by my side through everything?” Kurt continued, holding back a sob, his thumb gently stroking Blaine's knuckles, watching as he lied there, motionless. It was scary. “I've been to the hospital twice before. Once for my mother and once for my father, I don't need another bad memory here.” He whispered, pressing his lips to his boyfriend's hand, holding it against his cheek. “I need you, I need us, I never want to live another day without you.” Kurt admitted, sniffling, the silence in the room suffocating him. “So Blaine... You have to wake up.”

It's been said that talking to people in comas helps, so that's what Kurt did, he kept talking. After letting Blaine's parents and brother go in for some time Kurt entered again an hour later with the same agenda. Talking and touching will help. “Hey, I'm back again. I just... I need you Blaine.” He murmured miserably, forgetting about everything that happened before this. The fight meant nothing to him. “I am so incredibly in love with you.” Kurt told him quietly, biting his lip with a wide smile, happy that he said it out loud even though Blaine may not even respond. With a chuckle he held Blaine's hand within both of his, kissing his fingers. “I love you Blaine... Please, you have to wake up.” Kurt lost it. The fact that he was here but wasn't here was too much for him to handle and he broke down, sobbing into the bed as he held Blaine's hand. He felt like a helpless sixteen year old again with his father in a coma, in tears every day, waiting for that magical moment.

Kurt's thumb brushed against the back of his boyfriend's hand in comfort, his tears coming to a close as he had a good ten minute cry, emotionally drained. His blue eyes scanned Blaine's body, a sigh escaping his lips, wishing he could cuddle against him, feeling something squeeze his hand gently. Kurt sat up in alarm. “Blaine?” He asked in panic, watching as his boyfriend's eyes squeezed shut, his eyebrows rising to his forehead before opening them slowly. “Hey there baby...” Blaine whispered hoarsely, giving Kurt a sad smile as he saw tears stream down his beautiful face. Kurt bit his lip, leaping forward, trying his best to hug Blaine in this awkward position. Blaine chuckled, coughing roughly as he reached up a shaky arm, cupping Kurt's cheek. “I love you too.” He mumbled with a smile, wiping away his boyfriend's tears, trying not to cry himself. “Took us long enough” Kurt said softly, giggling as he ran a hand through Blaine's messy hair. “We have pretty good timing I think... I wouldn't change the way we did things for the world Kurt.” Blaine told him proudly, not wanting to break contact.

They sat in silence for a good five minutes just staring at one another fondly, their minds playing back a million different moments, smiling like idiots. “I love you.” Blaine said quietly, giving Kurt's hand a gentle squeeze, laughing softly. “I love you too.” Kurt responded, leaning forward to kiss his cheek. Blaine bit his lip, looking over at Kurt, complete love and adoration in his eyes. “I don't think I'll ever get tired of saying that.” He admitted, seeing the blush creep up on his boyfriend's cheeks, making him chuckle. “I hope not because you're going to be saying it for quite some time... I'm here to stay, remember?” Kurt asked playing with Blaine's fingers as they held hands. “How could I forget?” Blaine wondered, smirking as he squeezed Kurt's hand again, hoping this wasn't some dream. “I meant what I said... I never want to live another day without you.” Kurt assured, resting his head on Blaine's arm, glad that he was back. Blaine leaned up the best he could, coughing slightly before pressing a kiss to Kurt's head. “I'm holding you to that.” Kurt sighed dreamily, glancing up. “I love you Blaine Anderson.” Blaine smiled widely. “I love you too... Kurt Anderson.” He laughed freely, giving Kurt a wink as he looked, getting out of his chair to take Blaine's lips into his for a much needed kiss. Without warning the door flies open revealing the Anderson's. “My man! Finally got some! I'm proud of you!” Cooper yelled excitedly, a cheesy grin on his face, clapping. Blaine groaned loudly, hiding his face in the pillow next to him. “Great timing Cooper… Really.” Kurt giggled, brushing Blaine's hair back, looking over his shoulder to his future family. “Hi mom, Dad.” He heard his boyfriend grumble pitifully, everyone laughing. “See David... I told you it was just a matter of time.” Jacklyn said with a smile, nudging her husband’s side.