Screams had erupted all around them and Blaine realized that there was hostages in side. He and Puck indicated to them to stay down and hidden while they handled this. Blaine cautiously peered out from behind his make-shift barrier and gently raised his gun. He stood quickly, fired a couple of shots – missing and jolting his arm painfully. Shots were fired back Blaine felt something ripping at his arm.

Fire engulfed his arm and he gritted his teeth with pain as he howled and fell back behind his barrier, dropping his gun and clutching at his arm. Holy crap he had been shot and boy did it hurt. It was nothing like in the movies and like no pain he had ever felt before. They didn't put this in the barouche for the police academy.

Puck growled and stood, firing round after round and then everything went quiet. Puck fell to his knees and Blaine hissed in pain.

"Where are you shot?" Puck demanded, fear rolling off him in waves.

"Just my arm," Blaine grunted out. "I'm fine."

"Keep the pressure on it," Puck told him firmly. He reached for the radio on his shoulder and quickly told them that it was clear and to call an ambulance. "You're going to be fine," Puck told him. Blaine nodded.

"Fuck this hurt," Blaine gritted out. "They never said it would hurt this much."

Puck chuckled quietly and squeezed his good arm. In a flurry of movements that Blaine could hardly recall later he was greeted by paramedics, put on a stretcher and whisked away to the hospital.

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"-back with us? Blaine?" a voice broke through his haze and Blaine blinked his eyes open sluggishly.

"Whastup?" he slurred and his eyes came into focus and saw Mike leaning over him.

"Welcome back sleeping beauty," Mike grinned, relife plain on his face.

"Those are some good painkillers," Blaine slurred and Mike laughed.

"Only the best for you," Mike assured him. "You surgery went well and we got the bullet out. You're going to be just fine. Unbelievably sore but fine."

Blaine grinned and leaned back against the pillows. "That's good."

There was knock on the door and Blaine rolled his head to see Puck standing there, grinning.

"Hobbit!" He grinned, stepping to the bed and planting a big kiss on his forehead. Blaine grunted and shoved him weakly away with his good arm.

"I'm taken," Blaine slurred and Puck chuckled.

"Mate I'm just so glad you're okay," Puck beamed, un-afraid to show his emotions. "You gave me a heart attack."

"Sorry," Blaine murmured and Puck patted his head.

"We're going to keep you a little longer for observation," Mike told him cheerfully and Blaine nodded. "I'll be back to check on you later."

Mike put his chart back and left them with a grin.

"Did you call Kurt?" Blaine asked, blinking sluggishly.

"Yeah, he should be here soon," Puck assured him quietly and Blaine nodded, relieved. True to Puck's word, they didn't have to wait long before Kurt came in holding a very upset Paige. Both of them had been crying and Paige was still sniffling.

"Hey," Blaine said quietly and Puck moved aside. Kurt gently put Paige on the edge of the bed and she crawled to Blaine, throwing her little arms around his neck and hugging him tightly and started bawling into his neck. Blaine rubbed her back and soothed her, whispering comforting words into his ear.

"I'm okay," Blaine assured her. He looked to Kurt who was biting his lip and was looking anywhere but Blaine.

"Daddy said you got hurt," Paige sniffed, wiping her eyes furiously. Blaine kissed her cheek.

"I just hurt my arm a little bit but I'm going to fine," Blaine assured her. Paige gently fingered the white bandage that was wrapped around Blaine's bicep and he ignored the throbbing that came with it when she touched it.

"Does it hurt?" Paige asked curiously and Blaine shook his head.

"Not at the moment," Blaine smiled at her reassuringly. She beamed back and placed a kiss on his cheek.

"Paige, why don't we go get Blaine something from the gift shop," Puck suggested and Paige nodded enthusiastically. Puck lifted her off the bed and with a quick nod he carried her out, leaving Kurt and Blaine alone.

Kurt shuffled closer and Blaine reached out to take his hand.

"I-"

SMACK!

Blaine winced and his hand immediately came up to cup his cheek. He looked at Kurt shocked, rubbing his cheek where Kurt had slapped him and saw that he was looking furious.

"What was that for?" Blaine cried.

"For getting shot!" Kurt hissed dangerously. "You stupid, stupid idiot."

"Kurt-" Blaine tried but Kurt cut him off.

"What is the matter with you?" Kurt cried and Blaine saw tears welling up and they brimmed over. "You stupid idiot! Why do you have to be a hero? Are you trying to get yourself killed? Are you really that stupid? How could you? HOW COULD YOU!"

Blaine grabbed Kurt arm and yanked him forward until he collapsed on the bed and held him firmly against his chest. Kurt struggled against him but Blaine held him firmly as he could, hissing in pain as he jostled the shot arm.

"I hate you! I hate you!" Kurt sobbed but he stopped struggling and fell completely limp against Blaine, shoulder shaking and his body shuddering as he sobbed, gasping for for a breath he couldn't quite catch. Blaine held him tightly and his kissed his head over and over, rubbing his back.

"I'm sorry," Blaine choked out, tears welling in his own eyes. "I'm sorry."

"You could – could have – d-died," Kurt sobbed, clutching Blaine's gown tightly in his fists, knuckles turning white.

"I know, I'm sorry," Blaine whispered. Kurt lifted his head, tears streaming down his face and he hiccupped. He leaned closer and placed furious and desperate kisses all over his face, stroking every bit of skin he could reach. Blaine held him firmly and rubbed his back. "I'm okay."

Kurt managed to calm himself down and Blaine wiped the tears away carefully, placing a kiss on his cheeks, nose and eyes before on his lips. Kurt pulled back and gently dipped his head so he could place a soft kiss on the bandage. He lifted his head and cupped Blaine face with his soft hands and leaned his forehead against Blaine's.

"Don't you ever," Kurt told him sternly. "ever get hurt again or I will kill you myself."

"I promise," Blaine murmured. "I'm so sorry I put you through this Kurt. To you and Paige."

"I love you," Kurt told him desperately. "I love you so much."

"I love you too Kurt," Blaine promised, pulling him into another kiss. Kurt melted against him and settled between his legs. They pulled away softly and Kurt stroked Blaine's face, gazing at him as if he was remembering his face and everything about him.

"Move in with us," Kurt blurted out suddenly and Blaine froze.

"What?"

"Please," Kurt whispered. "I want you to move in with Paige and I. We love you and don't ever want to lose you."

Blaine stroked Kurt's cheek and kissed him softly.

"Of course I will," Blaine grinned and Kurt smiled with relief, hugging him gently.

They stayed like this, only moving when Puck came back with Paige who was clutching a balloon that had 'Get well soon' written on it with bright colourful writing. She handed it to Blaine who took it with a bright smile. Kurt tied it to the bed and smiled at his daughter. He moved off the bed and Paige took his spot between Blaine's legs, leaning against his chest as she babbled to him about her day.

"Everything okay?" Puck asked Kurt quietly. Kurt smiled at him gently.

"Everything is okay," Kurt assured him quietly. "Everything is perfect."

Puck frowned at this and then broke into a huge grin. "You asked him to move in."

Kurt shot him a surprised look. "How did you know?"

"You look happy, despite the fact that Blaine was shot," Puck grinned and Kurt punched him in the arm.

"Don't think I'm not mad at you either," Kurt warned. "Quinn's furious with you too. That easily could have been you and then where would Quinn and the baby be? You're lucky she didn't go into labour!"

Puck flinched but nodded. "I know. Kurt, we were careful, I promise but out in the field it's unpredictable."

"I know," Kurt whispered. "I just don't want what happened to John to happen to you or Blaine. I can't handle going through that again."

"I know you don't," Puck said, squeezing his shoulder. "Everything worked out and we're all fine."

Kurt nodded and took a deep steadying breath. He gazed at the two most important people in his life right now and smiled softly. Blaine looked up at him and smiled softly back. He got to spend another day with Blaine, and that he would never forget.