Slow Fade

Chapter 18

“There is another problem,” the detective said with a sigh. “We also found evidence that showed that Blaine’s accident was only one part of his plan.”

“What are you talking about?” Kurt asked anxiously.

“We found evidence to support the fact that he was planning an attack on your person Mr. Hummel,” the detective told him.

Blaine flashed an anxious glance to his boyfriend, before addressing the officer. “What do you mean? Why was he after Kurt?”

“The motive is pure speculation at this point,” the detective admitted. “But we found several of the material inside his house that would be used to make incendiary devices.”

“He was making a bomb?” Kurt gasped in complete shock.

“We believe that he was planning to make a car bomb based on the photos of your vehicles we found inside of his home,” the officer told them.

“So not only was this man trying to kill me by slamming into my car, but he was also planning on putting a bomb inside Kurt’s car to kill him,” Blaine stated in annoyance. “I don’t like this, why has this Frank guy targeted us? I know we’ve been in the news lately but by no means are we the only openly gay couple in Hollywood. I want answers”

“Like I said,” the officer said. “At this point we can only speculate.”

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“I don’t like this Blaine,” Kurt complained once they were inside the car heading back to Kurt’s mansion. “Why is he trying to kill us?”

“They caught him,” Blaine said. “We don’t have to worry about him anymore, he won’t hurt us anymore.”

“He was trying to kill you Blaine,” Kurt said, wiping at his eyes. “And he almost took you away friend me. I couldn’t bear it if I lost you like that.”

Blaine pressed a soft kiss to Kurt’s forehead, “Don’t think of that. I’m still here, aren’t I?”

Kurt leaned against Blaine’s side, “I hate it that someone wants to tear us apart just when we’ve found each other.

“We are going to be together long after all of this is just some horrible dream,” Blaine said. “I love you Kurt, no matter what our future holds.”

“Our future,” Kurt repeated, smiling up at his boyfriend. “I like the sound of that, and I love you too.”

The couple slowly kissed and held each other silently the entire time that Henry drove them back home.

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“Kurt, are you alright?”

“Kurt?”

Blaine quickly walked out of the bedroom and into the attached bathroom where Kurt was leaning heavily over the side of the toilet emptying the contents of his stomach. They had both been fast asleep when Kurt’s sudden movements had alarmed Blaine. Kurt collapsed exhausted on the floor as he took a few quick breaths, no doubt to keep his nausea under control.  Blaine sat down beside him and rubbed his back soothingly.

“What is wrong with me?” Kurt choked out. “I’m so sick of feeling so awful.”

Blaine sighed, “You know I don’t have an answer for you. I hate seeing you so miserable.”

Kurt wiped his face where tears had started to track down his face. “I’m starting to feel like I have one of those crazy mystery diseases, and I need Dr. House to fix me.”

Blaine scoffed, “Wes and I are every bit as capable as the fictitious Dr. House and neither of us is dependent on narcotics.”

Kurt forced a small smile that came out as more of a grimace. “I know that, I’m sorry. I’m just so frustrated.”

“Wes and I are frustrated too,” Blaine admitted. “We have been looking up so many different diseases that I swear I could retake all my exams right now and pass with flying colors.”

“I just hate feeling like my own body has betrayed me,” Kurt said. “I hate feeling like it is never going to get better, and I’m going to die.”

“Don’t you ever say that!” Blaine exclaimed fiercely. Kurt drew back in surprise and looked at Blaine with wide, shocked eyes.

“I’m sorry Kurt,” Blaine said quickly, the tone of his voice soothing. “I didn’t mean to lash out of you like that. I just don’t want to think of something happening to you. I’m already freaking out that some crazy person almost put a car bomb in your car.”

“I’m sorry too Blaine,” Kurt said. “I’m so scared right now. My Mom died of cancer when I was eight and I remember how she suffered right before she died. I don’t want that to happen to me too.”

“It won’t Kurt,” Blaine said, pressing his lips to Kurt’s cheek. “I won’t let it. You are everything to me.”

Kurt smiled. “Well I think I’m going to brush my teeth so I can kiss you properly.”

“Good, your breath stinks,” Blaine joked, causing Kurt to swat him on the arm.

 Blaine stood up quickly, and stood back to make room for Kurt to get by. Kurt pulled himself up and when he walks forward, his foot lands to the side and he almost stumbles. Immediately Blaine was beside Kurt and took his hand in concern.

“Are you having trouble to walk?” Blaine asked.

“No,” Kurt told him unconvincingly. “I’m just tired.”

Blaine frowned and stood back from Kurt and watched as he clung to the bathroom countertop. “Walk to me Kurt, and try not to hold on to anything,” he told him.

“What are you trying to prove?” Kurt asked.

“Please, just do it,” Blaine said urgently.

Kurt sighed and let go of the counter and started to walk a few steps towards Blaine. His feet were obviously uncoordinated and it told Blaine that they weren’t getting the messages properly from his brain. Kurt stumbled slightly and gripped the countertop briefly before shuffling his way over to Blaine.

“I swear I’m not drunk,” Kurt joked.

Blaine eyes lit up with amusement, but it didn’t reach his face. “You have ataxia,” he commented.

“What is that?” Kurt asked.

“Let’s just say that we need to visit with Wes again,” Blaine remarked calmly.

Kurt sighed, “Figures.”

“Well I’m going to get dressed and call Wes,” Blaine told him stepping out the door.

When he was inside the bedroom, his hands went through his hair as they often did when he was nervous. Blaine didn’t tell Kurt that with each additional symptom that Kurt got, it made him more nervous. He was seeing the man he loved suffer from some unknown medical condition and he had never felt more helpless as a doctor. He was trained to help people and right now the one person he wouldn’t help was the man he loved more than anyone else.

On top of that Blaine couldn’t help but feel like he was missing something. No matter how many times he went over his textbooks, it was obvious that there was something neither he or Wes had considered yet. And that was seriously driving him nuts. He dressed quickly and found Wes’ number in his phone, and Blaine was just about to dial it when he heard Kurt calling out from the bathroom.

“Blaine, can you come here for a moment?”

Blaine couldn’t help the feeling of dread he felt as he set down his phone and made his way to the bathroom. Kurt was standing unsteadily next to the toilet, and he looked up nervously when Blaine walked in.

“Is that normal?” Kurt asked, pointing to the contents of the toilet.

Blaine took one look and frowned, his medical training telling him exactly what he hoped it wasn’t.

“What’s wrong?” Kurt asked, looking scared.

“I’m sorry Kurt,” Blaine said, his tone was the one he used when telling patients bad news.

“What?” Kurt demanded.

“That isn’t normal, you need to be admitted to the hospital for testing,” Blaine said.

“What is going on, tell me Blaine,” Kurt said frantically.

Blaine glanced again at the urine in the toilet that was far too dark to be normal, and his suspicions of what it meant grew by the second.

“I don’t know for sure Kurt,” Blaine replied. “But I think your kidneys are failing.”