“A-attacked? What do you mean attacked? Who? Why? When?” Blaine asked his hands shaking.
“I got the call about half an hour ago, I came here they said the police were coming and that I couldn’t see him yet. I don’t know about now but I doubt it.” Carole explained. Blaine had to see him, see if he was okay and alive. “Blaine!” She called after him, torn whether to run after him or stay with Burt. Burt gave her a look which said to go after him and she did. She followed after Blaine but Blaine didn’t know where his room was. “Blaine, I’ll show you to his room but you’re not allowed in, no one is.”
“Why? I need to see him. Where is he?”
“He’s in intensive care.”
Blaine didn’t think it would be that bad, hopefully it wasn’t because he didn’t know what he’d do if he was. He followed Carole to the room and looked inside; his heart shattered when he saw who he thought was Kurt. It was Kurt but it looked nothing like him. His face and body was so damaged that it looked like he’d been in a serious car accident. There were so many wires and tubes coming from him. Blaine’s eyes were streaming with tears, if only he’d been there a little earlier then this wouldn’t have happened, he could’ve stopped it.
“Are you Mrs. Hummel-Hudson?” The doctor asked as he came out of the room. Carole nodded. “Mr. Hummel has sustained some serious injuries mostly to his head and body and back, we’ve put him in an induced coma just in case he has suffered some head trauma and has some brain difficulties. In the morning we’re taking him for a scan to see if there is any. He has broken ribs, a broken nose, jaw, wrist and leg so he’ll need to remain in bed for a long time. Mr. Hu...” Kurt’s machines started beeping which made the doctor run back into the room.
Blaine’s face was pressed to the window, watching as Kurt’s delicate body fitted. How could someone do this? Who had done this? Why? Before Blaine knew it, Kurt’s heart rate monitor dropped dramatically. He was shaking and watched doctors and nurses run into the room to try to help Kurt but it kept dropping when suddenly his heart stopped. Everything seemed to be in slow motion right now and he wasn’t even aware that he had been holding Carole’s hand.
Carole was crying while Blaine was screaming, he couldn’t lose Kurt, not like this. After what felt like minutes, the doctors had Kurt’s heart working again and wheeled him out of the room. Blaine went to go after them but the doctor who just spoke to them held him back.
“We’ve managed to get Mr. Hummel’s heart to beat again but we think he has an internal bleed, a serious one and if we don’t fix it then he’ll die.” The doctor left Blaine and Carole alone after that.

Finn and Rachel had found a nurse and took her to Burt to get him checked but all Burt could ask and talk about was Kurt but Rachel and Finn knew nothing. He sat up when he saw Carole re-enter the room with a shaking and pale Blaine.
“Carole?” He said slowly. “What is it?”
“He’s in surgery. He has a serious internal bleed and they need to stop it otherwise he’ll...” Carole stopped herself from saying the last word because she didn’t think she could say it. “We almost lost him for a second. His heart stopped...”
Burt’s own face paled, gripping at the bedsheets so hard that his knuckles whitened. “But he’s...?”
Carole nodded knowing what he was asking. “Yes. He’s in an induced coma because they’re worried about brain damage but Burt, he doesn’t look like your son. His face is bloody, purple and swollen and he has so many broken bones. If he didn’t have his name on the bed then I wouldn’t have known it was him...”
“I’m going to find who did this and kill them.” Burt said darkly.

Blaine ran out of the room when he realised something. He saw a familiar car in the car park when he arrived, it was Oliver’s. But what would Oliver be doing at the hospital? The car wasn’t there but police cars were and the bloody area was sealed off. When Blaine walked past he could see the puddle of blood and it made him feel sick. If Oliver was there then he might have seen who did it, if he didn’t do it himself. He got to his car and stopped, reached down and throwing up. Everything was so bad right now. He might lose his boyfriend and his old friend might be responsible. He opened the door to his car and reached round for some tissues and wiped his mouth. Once he was better, he got into the car and sped off to Dalton.

Daniel was sat one side of the common room while Oliver sat by the other and neither expected Blaine to burst into the room and punch Oliver and pin him against the wall.
“Blaine!” Thad tried to pull Blaine off but the small boy was a strong small boy. “Calm down, what’s wrong?”
“Ask him, ask him what he did to Kurt.” Blaine practically spat in his face. “Come on Oliver, tell them.”
“I didn’t do anything!” Oliver yelled in his face.
“Yes you did, you were there. I saw your car not far from where it happened.”
“What happened?” Thad asked concerned.
“Oliver attacked Kurt, he almost died. I had to watch as they resuscitated him, imagine having to watch that. He doesn’t even look like Kurt because of you.” Everyone in the room went silent; no one had imagined that this would happen but Oliver and Daniel.
“I didn’t do it! I was there but I didn’t do it, I saw what happened though.” Oliver tried to push Blaine off of him.
“Did you help him?”
“No.”
Blaine punched him again, much harder and this time more guys came and pulled Blaine off.
“How did you even know where he was?” Thad asked, restraining Blaine.
“I overheard Blaine talking about his dad’s heart attack and thought it was the perfect time.”
“You still went even though you knew his dad had had a heart attack? You’re sick! Wait... perfect time for what?” Blaine asked.
“We went there to do the exact same thing.” Oliver shrugged, a grin tugging at his lips.
“We?”
“I’m sorry Blaine.” Daniel spoke up. “I was there too.”