Around half way through the night, Kurt stirred awake with a weak cry. Blaine woke up immediately, looking at Kurt with tears filled eyes.

"K-Kurt... Can you talk?"

"B-B-Buh-Bla...Blai..." he coughed, a small dribble of blood making its way down his chin.

"No!" Blaine panicked. "D-Don't speak, okay. I'll get Wes!" He ran out and into the other room, shaking Wes awake. "He's awake! He woke up!" The baby woke before Wes, letting out a soft whimper from her Moses basket.

Blaine didn't know what to do, everything was panic. "Wes! Please Wes! He's awake!"

Wes woke up tiredly and nodded. "Alright I'm coming." He popped a pacifier into Rosie's mouth and followed Blaine into his room where Kurt was trying to sit up.

Blaine was immediately there, stopping him. "Kurt, I don't think you should sit up right now."

"Blaine's right, Kurt," Wes soothed. "I'm going to set up the second blood transfusion and a drip for pain meds. You should try to get another few hours of sleep. Next time you wake up, you can try talking again, but not before. For now, I'm going to ask you a few questions and I want you to either nod or shake your head." Wes got to work setting up the blood and medication. "Can you breathe okay?" Kurt nodded. "Good, that's brilliant. Do you have a headache?" Another nod. "That's alright, these medications will help with that. Are you warm enough?" Kurt shook his head and when the two Doms looked more closely, they could see that he was shaking. "Okay." Wes turned to Blaine. "His blood and pain meds are hooked up. Try to get him back to sleep, keep him calm and keep him warm, alright?"

Blaine nodded. "Yeah. Thank you again." He watched Wes leave the room and got up to get a few blankets. He tucked them carefully around Kurt's fragile body and lay down next to him. "Are you warmer now?" he asked softly.

Kurt nodded weakly, shuffling his body painfully and slowly towards Blaine.

"Hey, hey," Blaine said and stopped him. "I can come to you, alright?" He laid down closer to Kurt, still very careful. "Try to get some more sleep."

Kurt let out a small whimper but fell asleep quickly, feeling a little stronger now that he knew he was close to Blaine.

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Blaine woke up a few hours later and was happy to find that Kurt was still asleep. He realized that he hadn't taken that promised shower and he hadn't eaten anything since they found Kurt in the forest. He kissed his boyfriend's cheek gently and then took a quick shower.

Wes was in the kitchen with Robin, cooking breakfast for himself, Blaine, Robin and Lucy. He knew Kurt wouldn't be up for anything this morning. 
"So. You're a nurse huh? What are your plans?"

Robin shrugged. "I don't know really... I spoke up against the teacher at one of my last classes, and that's why I was sold. I was supposed to graduate today..."

Wes frowned. "You could finish your training with me at the hospital if you want? I work in the subs section."

The swtich's eyebrows shot up, his eyes filled with hope. "Really? Are you sure?"

"Why not?" Wes shrugged. "I haven't had a good nurse in a couple of years. I refuse to work with anyone who treats subs like animals."

"I-I would love to! Thank you, Sir. Thank you so much!"

"Call me Wes. I'm your boss, not your Master," Wes smiled. "Now, would you go to get Lucy and the baby and bring them down here? I'll go and take some food to Blaine."

Robin nodded and walked up the stairs to get the woman and her daughter. "Hey," he said softly, shaking Lucy awake gently. "Wes made you breakfast..."

Lucy yawned as she opened her eyes. "Thank you,” she smiled. "I'll come downstairs now." She leant down and picked Rosie up from the basket, rocking her gently against her chest as she headed downstairs, her legs shaking slightly.

Wes had just returned from Kurt and Blaine's room and saw how Lucy was shaking. He gripped her waist gently, steadying her.

"Hi,” she smiled. "Still a little delicate, I guess... I'm not really hungry though, honey."

"You need to eat, sweetheart. You need your energy back. Giving birth is exhausting. I've heard." He added the last part quickly to avoid awkwardness.

Lucy laughed, holding the baby tighter. "Alright... How's Kurt this morning?"

"He woke up earlier. That should be a good sign," said Wes as they reached the table. He handed a plate of waffles to Lucy.

"Um..." Lucy looked around, trying to work out where to put the baby while she ate.

Robin sat next to her and held out his arms. "I already ate,” he smiled. She thanked him and handed him the baby carefully.
"She's gorgeous," Robin said as Rosie grabbed onto his finger with one hand. "And adorable."

Lucy smiled. "She is. Though honestly, I'm glad she's a Dom,” she murmured, taking a bite of her waffles. "I'd hate for her to have to go through how society treats submissives."

Robin nodded. "Yeah, it's awful. I can’t believe how things are... I thought things were getting better, until I came to him... I was only there for like two days, but it was hell. Pure hell."

Lucy shivered. "Wes is the only Dom I've ever been with, but... My mother was..." She shuddered again. "I know enough. But I'm lucky, Wes is perfect."

Wes looked up from his plate and smiled at her, reaching for her hand and squeezing it. "You're perfect."

Robin grinned as Lucy blushed. "So, how did you two meet?"

"Well... I've been working at the sub hospital for five years now and one day, Lucy came in with her father."
"My dad was a nice man," Lucy smiled softly. "And when I turned eighteen, he gave me away to a family friend, Sebastian Smythe. He thought he would treat me well, but he didn't. After two days, my father took me back and brought me to the hospital. I met Wes and well, we've been together ever since."

"Wow..." Robin stroked a hand through the babies dark curls. "I want to find someone, but I think I want another switch. I don't feel comfortable deciding whether to give in to my Dominant side or my submissive side."

"I'm sure you'll find someone," Lucy said reassuringly. She finished her plate and reached for her daughter. "If you don't mind...?"

"Of course," Robin said and handed the baby back to her mother.

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Kurt woke again around ten minutes after Wes had given Blaine his breakfast. He wasn't in as much pain anymore thanks to the medication, but he felt so weak, like he didn't have any power in his body.

"B-Blaine?" he called out, his voice strained and weak. "Are y-you there?"

Blaine had just finished drying his hair and stumbled into the other room when he heard Kurt. "H-How are you feeling?" he stuttered.

"It... It doesn't h-hurt as m-m-much..." Kurt mumbled. "I feel w-weak though. I c-can't sit up." Tears built up in his eyes. "I'm s-sorry I l-let him hurt m-me, Blaine..."

Blaine slid down close to Kurt. "Don't say that," he said softly. "It was my fault. I should never have- Fuck, I should never have let this happen. It was all for nothing, Kurt. We didn't get him arrested."

The younger man let out a terrified whimper. "W-We didn't? He's... He's still out there!?"

Blaine nodded shakily. "The police said they couldn't help... I don't know what to do now. I'm so, so sorry..."

"W-What if he g-gets me again?"

"He won't," Blaine said. "I swear, he won't. If he tries to get you, I will fight him. He will not get to you again, I promise."

Kurt relaxed, his head falling weakly back on to the pillows. "Okay. He'll k-kill me n-next time."

"He almost did," Blaine said softly, a few tears making their way down his cheeks. "Wes saved you though. He saved your life."

Kurt tensed. "I almost....?" He shivered, whimpering a little as it hurt. "R-Robin! D-Did you s-s-save Robin?!"

"Robin is downstairs and safe." Blaine kissed his forehead gently. "Right now, you just need to get better. We'll figure out the rest later." Just then, his phone buzzed with a text. It was from Thad.

"W-Who is it?" Kurt forced out worriedly.

Blaine didn't answer Kurt, he just stared at the text on his phone.

Saw you stole Robin, too. Bet it helped you find your little lover. Yes, I know about you. -T

That is not true, you have no proof. -B

Blaine felt sick. He had no idea what was happening.

I'll get the proof. It's not legal, not in Ohio anyway. What do you think will happen to your little slave once you're in prison? Maybe I'll buy it. –T

Blaine didn't think, not this time. He knew what they needed to do. "We're moving, Kurt. We're moving to New York,” he said firmly.

He's too good for you. –B

Actually it's not good enough. It's a terrible lay. -T

"W-What?" Kurt asked, his eyes wide. "W-Why? Is everything okay?"

"Th-They are legalizing Dom/sub relationships there. I read it in the newspaper the other day. We need to be there." Blaine took up his laptop and started browsing after apartments. "We're leaving as soon as you're healthy enough."

You know what a good lay is supposed to be about? That it feels good for both of the two. –B

It fucking loved it. It was begging me for more. -T

Kurt nodded, relaxing a little. "W-What about y-your job? And... And W-Wes and Lucy?"

He was begging because you told him to! -B

"I'll find a new job. And we can ask them to come with us, plus Nick and Jeff."

Its screams were beautiful. -T

"Okay..." Kurt tensed in pain. "Y-You're t-texting Thad, aren't y-you?"

Blaine didn't realize that he was crying again. "That fucking bastard is texting me!"

I hate you. I utterly and completely hate you. –B

And I you. But I love that little sub of yours. -T

"It's o-okay," Kurt whispered and held out his arms weakly.

"Don't, Kurt. You're not supposed to move."

I thought you said he weren't that good? –B

It wasn't. But it's fun to break in. It'll soon be good after a month with me. -T

Kurt whimpered, tears flowing. "I... I j-just want to h-hug you."

Never. You'll never have him. -B

Blaine's heart broke a little at Kurt's words. He shuffled closer and wrapped his arms around the boy. "Sweetheart..."

We'll see. -T

"I...I'm s-so scared!" Kurt sobbed into Blaine's shoulder, hurting his body. "I...H-He'll g-get me a-and everything h-hurts and I've b-been a terrible sub for you."

Never. -B

Blaine put away his phone and focused on Kurt. "You have to calm down, baby... You're hurting yourself."

"I...I c-can't..." he whimpered.

Blaine thought for a moment, then started singing softly. "I start to think about the way you make me smile, like pictures in my mind, I'll hold them for a while. When I stop and look at you, my heart it starts to bloom. My legs and arms they crumble, when you walk into the room. Now I'm falling for you, I think you're falling for me..."

Kurt tensed at first but then relaxed into Blaine's arms, his sobs evening out into soft whimpers.

"Now I'm falling so hard that I am head over heels. I hope you touch down before my feet hit the ground. I'm falling for you... And I think you're falling for me..."
"Better?" he whispered and rocked Kurt gently.

"Uh huh..." Kurt whispered, sniffling. "I'm s-sorry."

"Don't be," said Blaine, still quiet. "You were so brave for going in there and I was so stupid for letting you go in there. I'm sorry."

"You w-weren't stupid. We-" Kurt broke off coughing. "We thought it would h-help."

"I should never have sacrificed you. You're the best thing I have."

"It's okay, Blaine... I'm... I'm h-here now," Kurt whispered, kissing Blaine's shoulder. "I'm... I'm a l-little hungry..."

"O-Of course," Blaine said, shaking slightly. He went up to get his plate of waffles from the desk and fed Kurt slowly.

"Isn't this yours?" Kurt protested weakly.

"You're more important," Blaine said and fed Kurt silently.

Kurt finished the plate and felt his eyes drooping shut again.
"Sleep, baby. I'll stay with you." He pressed a soft kiss to Kurt's split lip.

"Y-You n-need to eat..."

"Don't worry about me," Blaine smiled. "I'll be fine."

"Go and eat..." Kurt begged, weakly trying to push Blaine out of bed. "Then c-come back and h-hold me."

"Alright," Blaine sighed. "Promise you'll keep calm until I come back though?"

"I'll try," Kurt promised, closing his eyes tiredly.

Blaine kissed his forehead gently and disappeared down the stairs. He threw together a salad quickly and hurried upstairs with it. "Back!"

But Kurt was already sleeping peacefully, his breathing still a little shallow.

Blaine crept up next to him, ate his salad and then picked up his laptop again, searching for apartments and flight tickets.

Wes came into the room an hour later. He was cradling Rosie to his chest as she was fussing and Lucy slept.
"Hey," he smiled at Blaine, rocking the baby. "How's Kurt?"

"He was awake earlier and seemed pretty okay. He's still in pain though." Blaine didn't even look up from his computer, biting his lip in concentration.

"I'll fix his meds when he wakes up," Wes nodded, sitting down next to Blaine and adjusting Rosie. "What are you doing?"

"We're moving to New York," he said suddenly. "We're moving to New York, Wes."

Wes nodded. "That makes sense. I was thinking about it too actually, I don't want Rosie to grow up around here."

"Come with us? We're moving as soon as possible. Thad can't touch us there. I'm going to ask Nick and Jeff to come with us, too."

"Kurt won't be able to make the move for at least a couple of weeks." Wes said softly, "But yes. We're coming with you. I'll start up a new medical practice, I already promised Robin he could train as a nurse with me."
Rosie suddenly let out a happy gurgle which woke Kurt up. He turned his head and his weak face lit up into a small smile. "Lucy h-had the baby?”

"She did," said Wes softly. "I would ask you to hold her, but I don't think you're strong enough yet."
Blaine's eyes suddenly landed on her and he realized that he hadn't seen her before. "She's beautiful..."

Wes smiled proudly. "Would you like to hold her, Blaine?"

Blaine nodded and put his laptop aside, holding out his arms to receive the small baby. "She's so tiny," he whispered.

"Hmm, a little too small actually, but she'll grow. Actually…" He looked up at Blaine. "We were hoping you'd be her Godfather? We'd have asked you and Kurt, but she's a Domme and submissives are only allowed to be Godparents to other submissives... You'll be her unofficial Godfather though,” he smiled at Kurt.

"I- Really?" Blaine stuttered, tears in his eyes as he leaned into Kurt, both of them watching the little girl carefully. "I-We'd love to..."

"There you go Rosie," Wes said softly, stroking the baby’s curls. "Meet your Godparents."