“Go on in sweetheart.”

Kurt looked over at the nurse still feeling unsure, his gaze locked on Cooper’s unconscious form.  “Are—Are you sure?  I mean that doctor in the ER said…”

“Oh honey, Dr. McMann is a certified jackass.  Plus, I am not going to allow one jaded doctor stand between two people in love.”

Kurt’s head turned quickly to hers as she spoke.  “Wait—What do you…”

“Shh!  Go on in now.  Talk to him.  He may be unconscious but it helps.  Trust me!”

Kurt felt the nurse literally shove him forward and he had to quickly steady himself on his feet to avoid falling.  Daring one last glance at the nurse who gave him a hopeful smile and a thumbs up, he walked the rest of the way into the room.

He found himself forgetting about the last hour as he looked down at Cooper Anderson.  Kurt felt the familiar twitch at the corner of his mouth and before he could stop it he smiled.  Slowly, he set his coat on the back of the chair next to the bed and he pulled it forward, closer to Cooper Anderson.

It felt weird to be sitting here, alone, with a man he’d never said a single word to, a man who more then likely didn’t even know he existed.  He sighed softly to himself, trying to figure out what he was going to do now.

“Hi.  It’s me again.”  His voice was soft and he felt like an idiot as he spoke.

What am I doing?  What the hell am I even doing here?  I should go.  Definitely.  I should…

Kurt was startled from his thoughts by a loud cluster of voices, voices coming directly from the hall, moving directly into the room he was currently in.  His body seemed to react on its own accord, and he literally shot up from his seat.  His foot twisted slightly and he lost his balance and he ended up falling backward, taking the chair down with him. 

For a moment, everything went dark.

Kurt felt himself being pulled up into a sitting position and he opened his eyes.  There were multiple concerned faces looking back at him. 

The nurse who had helped him into seeing Cooper was next to him, gripping his hand tightly as she helped him stand on his feet.

“Are you alright sweetheart?”  She asked gently. 

Kurt could feel the ache at the back of his head from where it had collided with the floor. 

“Um…yeah I—I think so.”

“Here, let’s get you back in your seat for a second.  The doctor will take a look at you just to make sure you’re definitely ok.”

The nurse got him settled before a shorter, balder, huskier man stepped towards him and shined a light directly into his eyes.  Kurt tried pulling away but the doctor held him in place looking in both eyes before turning the light off.

“Sorry son, just had to check your pupils.  You feeling ok?”

Kurt rubbed his eye and wondered if he could develop a case of delayed blindness. 

“Yeah, I’m fine.  Thanks.”  He mumbled rubbing his eyes a little more. 

The older man in the group of newly arrived people cleared his throat, drawing in everyone’s attention, including Kurt’s.

“I’m glad to see that this young man is in good health, but what I’d like to know is who exactly is he and why is he in here with my son?”

The man didn’t appear angry, just genuinely curious, as did the rest of the people in the room.  He had brownish hair (like Cooper) but his had graying accents as well as a pair of kind blue eyes (again like Cooper) and he appeared to have a bit of height to him as well (just like Cooper).  Standing close to him was a woman, shorter and with a softer olive complexion.  Her eyes were almost like a doe’s, big with hazel coloring.  Her dark brown hair came down past her shoulders that only seemed to accent her high cheekbones. 

Another woman with a graying head of natural blonde hair and soft green eyes looked back at him as he looked around the room before finally seeing the last new face.  The woman couldn’t have been older than he was, in fact Kurt was almost positive they were roughly the same age.  She had long curly dark brown hair (just like the shorter older woman) and a pair of large hazel eyes (again just like the older woman).  The only difference between herself and the older woman was that she had a slightly fairer complexion and she was taller. 

They were all looking at him expectantly and he knew they were all waiting for him to speak, to say something, to introduce himself and explain why he was here in their son’s hospital room. 

Kurt swallowed tightly and opened his mouth to speak but was cut off before he got a chance to get anything out. 

“Nurse Darlene!  What is he doing here?”  It was the same doctor from the ER who had prevented him from remaining at Cooper’s side. 

The nurse who had helped Kurt stepped forward and held her head up defiantly. 

“Dr. McMann I know what you said about him being allowed in here, but I refused to see the fiancé of one of our patients be shut out from being by his side; especially since said fiancé risked his own life to save him.”

Kurt felt himself cringe and his eyes widened as all heads turned towards him. 

“Be that as it may, this hospital has rules and since this man is not a relative we cannot…”

“Dr. McMann.”  The sound of the older doctor echoed inside the room, silencing the younger doctor.  “Last time I checked New York City allows for same-sex couples to marry, and since this young man has done so much to ensure the safety of his soon-to-be husband, I do not see why allowing him the right to visit with our patient would be an issue.”

The younger doctor cleared his throat.  “Dr. Jacobson with all due respect this hospital has rules and…”

“With all due respect to you doctor, but this boy is family!”  The older man said loudly stepping forward, he pulled Kurt up from where he was sitting, and embraced him in a tight hug. 

Kurt felt like he was about to be crushed by this man who held him tightly before pulling back just slightly to look Kurt directly in the eyes. 

“He saved my son’s life.  And apparently Cooper is a better judge of character than I ever gave him credit for because if anyone my son loves is willing to risk their own life to save him then I am more than ok with him or her joining our family.”

The man quickly pulled Kurt back into his arms, tightly hugging him.  Kurt felt another pair of arms wrap around him. 

“You saved my baby.  Thank you so so very much.”

The arms untangled after a moment and he found himself looking into the eyes of the shorter older woman with hazel eyes. 

“See Dr. McMann.  The family is more than ok with having him here.  I think we should give them some privacy.”

“But Dr. Jacobson I really don’t think…”

“I’m not asking you for your thoughts Dr. McMann.  I’m your superior so I am telling you, we are going to give this family some time to be alone with our patient, their loved one.  Let’s go.  Darlene can you help me out in the hallway for a moment, I have some notes I need to go over with you so I can finalize the first part of Cooper Anderson’s file?”  The older doctor asked, and the nurse nodded before walking out with the men, leaving Kurt, alone with Cooper’s family. 

“That was a nasty fall you took, go on and sit down again son, please.”

Kurt, who was trying desperately hard to find the right words to say, simply nodded and sat back down in the chair next to him.  They all just sat in a long moment of awkward silence.  Kurt could feel his heart racing and his palms beginning to sweat.    

“Oh!  Where have our manners gone.  My name is Charlotte.”  The older, shorter, darker haired woman spoke softly with a smile. 

“I’m Cooper’s stepmother, though he does love calling me Ma.”

“I’m James.  I’m Cooper’s father, but I’m sure our resemblance gave that one away.”  He said with a small smile and a wink.  Kurt nodded wordlessly, dumbfounded at what was happening. 

“I’m Lyra.  I’m Cooper’s younger, and he’d say bitchier, sister.  But I just like keepin’ it real.  You know?”  The younger dark haired woman said with a cheeky grin. 

“And I’m Celine.  I’m Cooper’s—Well all the kids’ Godmother.  I’ve known Charlotte since we were both in grade school.  Don’t let my gray hairs fool you or her lack of them, she just has a bit of help from a bottle…”

“Celine!” Charlotte said loud enough to shut the other woman up, but Kurt could see the blush rapidly beginning to appear on her face. 

“We came as soon as we heard.  The doctor gave the update on his condition, but other then that.  What the hell happened?” James asked looking down at Kurt who felt his hands flex out of nervousness. 

“And I didn’t think Cooper was dating any guy at the moment?  I mean we all know he’s open to whatever but I thought he was with what’s-her-face, Christine?  Angel?  Angelica??  Whatever, the bitch with the dog.”

“Lyra!”  Charlotte called out harshly towards her daughter. 

“What?  I wasn’t insulting the poor Shih Tzu, people call female dogs bitches.  What’s-her-face on the other hand really did look like a do…”

“That’s enough Lyra.” Celine said in a stern voice, but the soft smile forming on her lips did not escape Kurt who was just in awe of what was happening around him.

Kurt looked around again at all the expectant looks on all of their faces. 

What in the world am I going to do?  This thing is getting out of control. 

“Honey?” Celine asked softly kneeling down in front of Kurt with a concerned expression on her face.  “Are you still with us?”

Licking his lips, again due to his nerves, he nodded and cleared his throat quickly.  “Sorry, I’m—I’m just feeling a bit overwhelmed at the moment.”

Smiling kindly, Celine squeezed his knee and stood back up.  “I’m sure that’s an understatement.”

There were a few soft laughs at that before it got quiet and everyone turned to look at Cooper.  Charlotte walked over to where he lay and picked up his hand and stroked it with her own. 

“So, what’s your name?” It was Lyra asking him as she pulled the other chair in the room up next to the one he was sitting in. 

“My name?”  Kurt asked, still unsure of how he found himself in this situation. 

“Yeah!  Your name.  Surely the man my big brother is going to marry has a name, right?  So what is it?”

“Kurt.”  He said quietly.  “Kurt Hummel.” 

James seemed to be thinking deeply before smiling at Kurt.  “I like it.  Kurt.  Strong name.” 

“Were you named after one of the characters from ‘The Sound of Music’?” Lyra asked.

Blushing, Kurt ducked his head down while his hands nervously played with the frayed edges of his dark gray sweater.

“Yeah, I was actually.  It was my mother’s favorite movie.”

“The only reason I know that is because my brother Blaine is obsessed with musicals.  When we were growing up I must have been forced to watch ‘The Sound of Music’ at least a hundred times, and that is not an exaggeration.  I’m sure Cooper’s told you all about Blaine.”

Kurt had started to shake his head “no” when Charlotte let out a soft gasp gripping James’ arm hard.

“Oh my goodness Blaine!  James when did he say he was coming by to see Cooper?”  Charlotte asked in a slight panic.

“Calm down Charlotte, once I let him know Cooper was ok, I told him to just finish picking up the last two truck loads we originally were going to pick up tomorrow and then come by the house tomorrow morning and then we’ll come by and see Cooper together as a family.”

Smacking his shoulder gently, Charlotte looked back at Cooper.  “You work Blaine too hard sometimes, you know that?”

“He appreciates it.  Plus, I know that when I hand over the business to him, he’ll know what he’s doing.  Blaine’s got a good head on his shoulders.”

“Blaine’s my twin brother, but I’m still his older sister; born a minute apart.  You’ll love him!”  Lyra said with a smile at Kurt as she reached over and took his hand in hers.

Kurt felt at such a loss that he tried to excuse himself quickly before the family converged more on him, but Lyra held tight to his hand and her expression saddened a bit.

“Tell us what happened Kurt.  Please?”

Kurt looked around the room and his heart ached for this family.  He knew he owed it to them to tell them what happened to their son, and so he started recounting how he managed (with a bit of luck) to save Cooper Anderson.