When Kurt got to where Carole and Finn were, he saw his father's unconscious body on one of those beds with wheels, wheeling him into a room. Kurt leaped past the nurses to his father but was yanked back by Blaine's hold on his arms and the strong hands of the nurse before him, motioning for him to take a step back.

Kurt tried his hardest to pull from Blaine's grip. “Let me see him!” he screamed, tears streaming from his eyes.

Carole and Finn, fighting back sobs, helped keep Kurt still. “Sir, I cannot allow you to see him at this time. You must wait in the waiting room,” spoke the nurse in a professional tone.

Kurt refused to listen. “No! I want to see him!”

“Kurt! Calm down!” hissed Blaine as he wrapped his arms around Kurt for better control.

“Kurt...” murmured Carole in a shaky voice.

Finn remained silent, his eyebrows pushed together as he stared down at the aged floor of Lima Hospital. He couldn't believe this was happen. Neither could Carole, who was too worried she was going to lose the one person she thought had made her life feel like it was worth everything. Kurt just never thought this would happen again.

It was about one in the morning and Finn, Carole, Blaine, and Kurt sat waiting in the waiting room for anything. Of course, Kurt and Blaine were on the couch, Kurt laying down with his head laying on Blaine's lap as Blaine had his coat draped over Kurt's body.

Kurt had cried so hard earlier that he lost all his energy. As soon as he and Blaine sat down, he felt the wanted sleep nag at him, forcing his body to lay down and sleep, not caring what Carole or Finn thought. All that mattered as that he knew Blaine was happy to be there for him.

Finn sat in the chair facing the couch, his body awkward as he stared at the ground. “Okay...this is weird...”

“Finn!” hissed Carole.

“What? Honestly, seriously? Kurt and my Glee director? Together?” asked Finn in a low voice, not wanting to wake up his brother.

Blaine raised his eyebrows, staring down at the floor as well. “No, I get it. I understand...but-”

“Do you realize that if it weren't for my dad finding out about you two, he wouldn't be where he is right now?” asked Finn in a disgusted manor.

Blaine's heart sunk in his stomach. Was it really his fault?

“Finn!” Carole said in a very offended way. “Go take a walk. You are being very immature right now!”

Finn jumped to his feet and nearly ran from the waiting room.

Blaine sat there, his mouth dropped open. He suddenly felt really guilty.

Carole sighed and put her hand over her mouth as she looked at Blaine and read his face. She shook her head. “I am...so sorry...for Finn acting that way. He had no right.”

Blaine put his hand up, his other hand resting on Kurt's shoulder. “Don't worry about it...” He tried his hardest not to sound so hurt.

Kurt moved slightly, curling up a bit more against Blaine's lap. Blaine's hand on Kurt's shoulder involuntarily up and down his shoulder in a comfortable way.

“You really care about him...don't you?” asked Carole, eying Blaine carefully.

Blaine looked at Carole. “With all of my heart...” said Blaine, his voice obviously careful.

Carole nodded her head, thinking for a long moment. “I don't care...what the situation is right now...but what matters...is that you care...for Kurt. Don't go blaming Burt's current situation on yourself just because Finn says that. Burt hasn't always been as healthy as he should...”

Blaine pushed his eyebrows together. “So...it doesn't bother you that...I'm a college graduate...and-”

Carole shook her head. “Kurt's basically eighteen, Blaine. I was brought up to know that love...is love.”

Kurt jumped to his feet when the doctor came in. His heart was pounding in his ears and his hand that was holding onto Blaine's tightened.

The doctor looked up from the clipboard in his hand. He looked like he had just come out of surgery. He looked up at the group before him. “Carole Hummel?”

“Th-that's me,” spoke up Carole.

The doctor looked back down at his clipboard. “I'm afraid I have bad news...”

Kurt's eyes filled with tears as his hand ripped from Blaine's gripped. He turned around and ran. Ran anywhere, anywhere but here. “KURT!” Blaine called after Kurt.