Burt looked over to see Rachel shaking and crying on the spot, he got up and walked over to her and pulled her into a hug. He rubbed her back soothingly and cried too. He hadn’t heard what the people were saying so he just assumed that she was crying about Kurt. Of course she was, they were really good friends.
“He’s dead isn’t he?” Rachel sobbed, feeling even sicker at the fact her thought could be real.
“No. He’s not, thankfully.” Burt said before pulling out of the hug. “Blaine’s not either, nice of you to ask. They’re both in unconscious. Blaine’s heart stopped once but they revived him. The guy that died was the driver in the other car, the one that crashed into Kurt and Blaine. He was quite young but from what I heard, he was on drugs. Someone said that Blaine was awake for a minute or so after the accident and he told someone to save Kurt. That’s really all I know.”
“Thank god they’re both alive!” Just as Rachel said that, there was a heart rate monitor dropping sound coming from one of the rooms. She, Burt and Carole ran to the door and watched as the heart rate flatlined. The doctors desperately fought to restart the heart but it wasn’t working and eventually they called time of death.
“That was the driver of the taxi.” Burt told Rachel who cried more. “This is the third they tried to bring him back.”
“Poor man!” Rachel cried. “If Kurt’s alive, why aren’t you with him?”
“He’s having surgery to remove some glass from his side; they’ll do tests later. Blaine’s having tests soon; they think there might be something wrong with his spine.” Burt walked to Blaine’s room, showing Rachel. Burt walked into Blaine’s room and sat down next to him; he took his hand in his own and held it. He had called Blaine’s mother and she was now on the plane on her way. Blaine was so good for Kurt and Burt was genuinely happy that they both were getting married. Maybe this situation would get those boys married faster; Burt would let them get married if they both pulled through. If... He actually thought “if”, no he had to think differently, when they pulled through. He needed his little boy and his fianc�e to pull through, if Blaine didn’t then Kurt would be so heartbroken and it would be the same if Kurt didn’t pull through. “Hey kiddo, Kurt’s off having some tests done so they know what’s wrong with him. You’re going later and when you get back, I expect you to be awake and chatting. You have to wake up soon Blaine, you really have to because you and Kurt belong together and he’ll need you and you’ll need him.”
“Burt! Kurt’s back!” Carole called over to Burt before walking into the room. “You go to him; I’ll stay with Blaine until his mother comes.”

Burt got up and walked through to Kurt’s room, watching as they wired him back up. He wasn’t wearing a shirt and he had a large bandage over his side. He had more colour in him now that he was stitched up, he had lost a lot of blood because of the glass. The doctor finished sorting Kurt out and walked to Burt.
“Kurt is doing better, we’ve had to give him some blood and we successfully removed the large bit of glass and repaired the damage. He should wake up soon but if he doesn’t then we’ll really need to do a head scan and especially since he’s been in a coma before, we’ll watch over him carefully.” The doctor said.
“So he’ll be okay?” Burt asked hopefully.
“Yes he’ll be okay.”
“Thank you so much!” Burt smiled and gave the doctor a handshake. “What about Blaine?”
“Well they’ll take him for some tests but we’re pretty sure that he has a damaged spine and will need to be in a wheelchair.” The doctor informed Burt.
“Oh god. Will he be able to walk again?”
“We’ll let you know after the tests.” The doctor said before leaving the room.

Burt walked to Kurt’s bedside and stroked his son’s hair, not caring about the blood in it. They hadn’t washed him properly yet but there was a couple of stitches on his head and on other parts of his body. The doctors said that there was a large shard of glass in his side and it was stabbing into his organs. They had to remove the glass and patch up the damage before he bled out but now he was okay, according to the doctor. They would have to keep checking for infection but was on the mend and now they just had to wait for him to wake up. He sat next to him and watched his little boy sleep; this was the third time in a year that his son had been in a serious incident. There was the time that the McKinley jocks beat him up, then that Sebastian punk threw a tampered slushie in his eyes and blinded him and now this. He wished that he had sent him to his Grandmothers because then he would’ve been safe from everything.

Carole kept coming between the rooms, sitting with Blaine for a while then coming to see Kurt. Rachel sat outside to give Burt some privacy with his son but she really wished she was there. Carole had told her that she tried to contact Finn but there was no answer to Rachel kept trying, he deserved to know that his step brother was in a serious accident and almost died. He still could die. Finn would be so angry if he didn’t know about Kurt, whether he was fine or not. Every time Rachel tried she got voicemail, which made her groan in frustration and stop trying for a while.

An hour later, Kurt’s eyes opened making Burt sit up straight and smile. His boy was alive and okay.
“Kurt, it’s me kiddo, your dad. How’re you feeling?” He asked, squeezing on Kurt’s hand.
Kurt was wearing an oxygen mask and kept trying to pull it down but the nurse in the room told him not to take it off. He spoke but it came out really quietly so Burt couldn’t hear what he was saying. He leaned in closer and heard what Kurt was saying.
“What happened?” Kurt only just managed to get out. “Where am i? Where’s Blaine?”
What could Burt tell Kurt other than that Blaine was alive? Well he was alive for now, he wasn’t doing very well at the moment and he really couldn’t tell Kurt just yet that Blaine’s heart stopped a couple of hours before. He just had no idea what to tell his son.