-ER-

"Give this to the plastic doll," Santana threw a Dermatix onto Blaines desk, "Silicone gel, preventing the scar. Your boyfriend was just bothering me too much in the phone!"

"Sorry, and thank you!" Blaine smiled.

"Dont mention it, Blainey. So…" She smirked, "When are you going to break up with him?"

"Wha…? Why? Im not breaking up with him. Why you even asked?"

"Mexican third eye," The girl pointed to the region between her two eyebrows, "Because you love Kurt, the way you stared at him, come on! I can feel the Endorphins smell…"

"I…" Blaine sighed, cant lying to this former cheerio captain, can he? "I cant leave Sebastian."

"Why? Is it because his family?"

"Thats…" Blaine rolled his eyes, "absurd. No! Its…complicated. Ten years is a long time, Satan, I just cant imagine my life without him."

"You coward just do not want to fight the status and always stay in your comfort zone. First you listened to your dad, then your brother, followed by Sebastian. The only thing you fight was coming out of the closet and that was helped by Seb."

Blaine choked, and he tried to swallow, "I just dont want to hurt anybody. People usually call it self-sacrifice instead of coward, Santana. It will be too harsh to him, and difficult for me…"

"Especially when you are working at his fathers hospital!"

"Grrr…I told you thats not the reason! I came here with the same reason just as you! It is one of the best private hospital in NY! Now, if you dont have anything important to say, I have cases to deal with!"

"Ok, Im leaving." The girl gave a give-up pose, "But the day you have to face your own heart will come soon. Youre just an ostrich burring his head in the sand. Think about who was the last person you thought about before sleep! Was it Sebastian?"

Blaine let out a breath of frustration, looked down on his case folders.

-Sebastians House-

"So, you get the hair cut." Sebastian looked at Blaines head, "I love it when you gel it so delicately."

"My father used to have me gel it all the time." Blaine shrugged.

"You were a good boy, werent you? So he still cant forgive you being gay?"

"Never. Hed probably wish he hadnt have a son like me." Blaine kept his eyes on the TV.

"Even you went to med school as his wish?"

"Even I went to med school as his wish."

"So who is going to run his hospital in Ohio in future?" Sebastian raised his eyebrows.

"My brother Cooper," Blaine held the remote, changing channels, "I never mind, though. He is always their proud. -Blaine, why couldnt you just being like your big brother? -Blaine, why wouldnt you being cardio surgeon like your big brother? " Blaine glanced Sebastian, "I thought you already knew it. Why do you start to care today?"

"Its…just…" Sebastian smirked, "Im thinking of maybe they could come to the Christmas party of the hospital here this year?"

Blaine got amused, "Thats wired, for you, Seb. Youre never into family things. Why? Is it your father planning something? Like, buying my fathers hospital or something?"

"No, no, no…It has nothing to do with him." -It was me, actually. Sebastian quickly responded, "Anyway, what do you want for Christmas? A dildo?" Sebastian giggled.

Blaine rolled his eyes. "Surprise me." –What will Kurt want for Christmas?

-Hospitals Caf�-

"One media drip," Blaine spoke to the waiter, "and a cup of non-fat mocha for this gorgeous."

"You know my coffee order?"

"Of course I do!" Blaine answered with an I-dont-know-why-you-even-ask expression.

They walked side by side and took the seats beside the window.

"So, you are having the afternoon shift?" Blaine asked.

"Umm…Right." Kurt lowered his head down, unconsciously placed the sugar bags one by one on the table.

"Anything going wrong? "Blaine showed concern.

"Its…the suggestion you made that night…"

Blaine leaned his body forward, "And? What do you think?"

"I…think you were right…Actually, I have sent the application to the Personnel Section," Kurt sighed, "however, they said it would be difficult. The neurosurgery department dont want any extra staff now. They will keep my form in case though. But it will be the end of the story, probably."

"Dont worry." Blaine held Kurts hands, "I heard that they were planning to build a new section in the other district. There will be chances."

"I hope so. And I heard that our hospital was going to buy a new HDCT machine, is it true?"

"I guess so." Blaine shrugged, "It seemed that the hospital got some generous donation this year."

Blaine took a sip of his coffee, "Kurt, may I ask a question? Do you…ever…do something you dont want to?"

"What do you mean? Get bullied?"

"Umm, not quite, but something like that."

"Well," Kurt rotated the coffee cup in his hands, "there was once upon a time, in the high school, I…got voted as the Prom Queen…" He paused for a little while, "I felt so humiliated that wanted to just hide and run, I even…cried, but, in the end, I went back to the stage, stood up to the bullies and got crowned, showing everyone that they could not bring me down. Because," He continued with firm eyes, "I thought of what my grandmother used to say:illegitimi non carborundum."

"What did that mean?"

"Dont let the bastards get you down."