Absolutely raging mad.

"How could this happen?" He barked, as they both stalked through the hospital, inspecting every empty room or possible hiding place they could think of.

"I'm not sure." Rose answered. "Mr. Karofsky just stopped me in the corridor and told me Kurt had ran off. He said he wanted to talk to Kurt. He seemed upset about something."

Blaine halted in his steps and turned briskly on his heels. "What? Talk to him? That imbecile wanted to talk to him?"

"Well, yes. He seemed genuinely shaken about something. He was worried about Kurt, said something about how he didn't mean to scare him away…"

Blaine massaged his temples and groaned. This was getting complicated.

"Dr. Anderson, what's going on? Please tell me. I'm worried sick about Kurt." Rose pleaded.

Blaine sighed. He couldn't betray Kurt's trust and spill all the details, but Rose seemed genuinely concerned about his boyfriend.

"That man… he was in high school with Kurt. He was a bully." Blaine said.

Rose frowned.

Then she gasped.

"Oh my God! Is he the one who attacked Kurt in that locker room?" She clapped her hand against her mouth as Blaine nodded. "Oh my poor baby, no wonder he freaked out…"

"Yeah. So you understand why we need to find him. He's reliving his nightmare as we speak." Blaine started moving again.

Half an hour later, they'd still had no luck.

But then Rose suddenly remembered something.

"Wait!" She grabbed Blaine's arm. "I thought of something… I might have an idea where he's at… Follow me!"

She started into the direction of the service elevator. Blaine followed in her footsteps.

Once inside the elevator, she pushed the highest button, and typed in a code on the keypad next to the floor buttons.

"Where are we going?" Blaine asked, as the elevator started moving up. He hadn't been to the highest level of this building before.

"The roof. There is a little secluded spot next to the helicopter landing pad. When I was still working day shifts, and the weather was really nice, Kurt and I would go up there during our lunch break, to relax in the sun. Nobody else goes there."

The lift arrived at the upper level, and the doors opened. Blaine stepped outside and looked around. There wasn't much to be seen, only a big square concrete surface with a landing pad in the middle.

The place seemed empty.

Rose gave him a nudge. "Over there…" She whispered, and she pointed in the direction of a hidden spot, around the corner of the brick elevator shaft.

Blaine walked towards the corner and peeked around it.

Rose had been right.

Kurt was sitting there, against the wall, one knee bent, the other leg stretched. His head was thrown backwards, and his eyes were closed.

Blaine walked back to Rose.

"He's there…" he whispered. "Could you please call Dr. Smith and ask him to take over my patients? Kurt needs me."

Rose smiled gently and nodded. "No problem. Don't worry about it. Go take care of him."

"Thanks." Blaine gave Rose a weary smile.

He turned back and slowly stepped around the corner.

"Kurt?" He asked gently.

Kurt's eyes fluttered open. They looked dull.

"You found me." It was a simple statement. Kurt's voice was devoid of emotion.

"Of course I did." Blaine replied. He sank to the ground, next to Kurt and carefully took his hand. "I'll always find you, baby."

Kurt turned his head to meet Blaine's worried eyes. He gave him a small smile and then leaned in to rest his head on Blaine's shoulder.

They stayed like that for a while, saying nothing.

Kurt felt soothed by Blaine's presence. He was tired, so damn tired. The moment he'd seen Karofsky, it was like every ounce of energy had been sucked out of him. He couldn't even cry. He just felt numb.

Kurt heaved a sigh. "I don't know what to do."

Blaine pressed a kiss onto his head.

"Blaine… what should I do? Please tell me… I don't know. I can't do this anymore."

Kurt's words broke Blaine's heart. How in the world could such a brave, sweet , strong man be reduced to this fragile, lost little boy again.

This needed to stop. It needed to stop right now.

Blaine cleared his throat. "I think… look… Rose told me she ran into Karofsky." Kurt's hand twitched at the mention of his name. Blaine tightened his grasp. "He was looking for you. He wanted to talk to you... I think… maybe you should do it. Listen what he has to say?"

Kurt shook his head. "I don't know if I can… I don't want to see him."

Blaine sighed.

"I know… but Kurt, we need to do something about this. I mean, I want to punch him for what he did to you back then. But we need to be realistic here… this isn't the same Karofsky as in that locker room. For one, he's married, and has a child… a very sick child. A little boy who could die, who we need to take care of. I'm not saying you should forgive and forget. But I think you should at least hear him out. For your sake as well. Maybe you could get some kind of closure out of this. Your reaction isn't healthy, Kurt... it's perfectly normal… but not healthy."

Kurt stayed silent for a few minutes, then pulled back and looked at Blaine.

"Will you stay with me? I can't do this alone. I can't face him by myself…"

Blaine cupped Kurt's cheek with his hand. "Of course. I'm always by your side, baby." He pulled Kurt into a comforting sideways hug. "Everything will be okay, Kurt. He can't hurt you anymore. I won't let anyone hurt you anymore. I promise."

Kurt sighed. "I can't believe what a crappy day this is turning out to be. And I've only been here for two hours."

Blaine frowned. "Did something else happen?"

Kurt pulled away again. "It's just… nothing." He shook his head, looking away.

Blaine tilted his head. "What? Talk to me, Kurt."

"It's Stephanie!" Kurt blurted out, his eyes meeting Blaine's again. "She is getting under my skin!"

"Stephanie?" Blaine frowned. "What did she do?"

Kurt raised his eyebrows. "Oh please… she was flirting with you this morning. And she was constantly making jabs at me. Didn't you notice?"

Blaine thought back to what had happened in the staff room, and in his office. The way the nurse had cooed and smiled at him… and then that talk about Lily. "Hmmm… you might be right. There is something strange about her."

"I know! Last week she pretty much acted like the two of us didn't exist, and now that we're back from New York, she's suddenly all over you, and set out to humiliate me!" Kurt sounded exasperated.

Blaine shook his head in confusion. Something just didn't add up.

"Kurt… do you have any idea how she might have found out about Lily?" He asked reluctantly.

Kurt frowned in confusion. "What? She knows? But nobody knows!"

Blaine nodded. "That's what I thought too."

Kurt got up to sit on his knees. "Blaine, I swear I didn't tell anyone here. I mean, Mercedes knows, and my family too obviously, but I didn't tell-"

"I know, Kurt, I know…" Blaine reassured him.

Kurt let out a frustrated cry.

"She is just trying to stir trouble between us, isn't she? I am this close to slap that bitchy miss Stephanie-with-the-fancy-French-name!"

Blaine reached out and ran his hand along Kurt's arm, then froze."Wait… what? What did you just say?"

"About what?"

"About her name… what's her last name?" Blaine looked alarmed.

"I always forget, it's… Demoureau… no… Dumarchais? No, that's not it either…"

"Desmarais?" Blaine offered warily.

"Yes! That's it! You know her?" Kurt gasped.

Blaine pinched the bridge of his nose as he slowly connected the dots. "No… I don't know her. But I think I know who she is."

He dropped his head back against the wall. "Fuck… I am going to kill him…" he said under his breath.

"Who? What's going on?" Kurt took a hold of Blaine's shoulder. "Blaine?"

Blaine shook his head. "Don't worry Kurt. I'll handle it. I think I need to go and have a little heart-to-heart with somebody."

"With who?"

"No Kurt, I'll tell you after. First I need to find out if I'm right about this whole situation. But don't worry about her, okay?"

Blaine got up from the ground and reached out his hand to Kurt. "Ready to go back to the ward?" He smiled tenderly at Kurt.

Kurt grabbed his hand and allowed Blaine to pull him up. He nodded. "Let's get this over with."

Blaine caressed Kurt's face, and gently kissed his lips. "I love you baby. Never forget that. And next time, if you feel like you have to run… run to me. I'm right here."

Kurt blinked back his tears and shook his head.

"I think I'm done running." He breathed.

Half an hour later, Kurt was sitting on a chair in front of Blaine's desk, his head resting in his hands.

"Are you sure you want to do this right away?" Blaine was sitting perched on the edge of his desk.

Kurt heaved a ragged sigh and straightened his back, looking up at Blaine.

"Yeah. I want to get this over with as soon as possible."

"I'll help you through this, baby." Blaine leaned over and gave Kurt's shoulder a gentle squeeze. Kurt laid his hand on top of Blaine's and smiled meekly.

"I know."

There was a knock on the door. Kurt's smile vanished as he shrank back in his chair; crossing his arms and legs.

Rose appeared in the doorway. "Mr. and Mrs. Karofsky are here."

Blaine nodded "Let them in, please."

Rose stepped back into the hallway and gestured for the couple to enter the office.

Blaine tensed as he saw the man that had made his boyfriend's life a living hell, all those years ago. It wasn't what he'd expected though.

Karofsky seemed so normal. So did his wife. They both looked dejected and nervous.

Kurt didn't acknowledge them. He kept staring at the floor.

Blaine cleared his throat. "Mr. and Mrs. Karofsky, please have a seat." He pointed to two chairs in front of his desk, across from where Kurt was sitting. He then pulled his own chair in front of the desk, and went to sit next to Kurt.

"I am Dr. Anderson. Now… I take it we all know why we're here?" Blaine continued.

Karofsky nodded. He spoke up for the first time, surprising Blaine with his soft voice.

"Lisa knows. She knows everything. I told her a long time ago." He threw Blaine a nervous glance. "You know too, Dr. Anderson?"

"I do… Kurt and I… we're together." He looked at Kurt, who hadn't moved a muscle since the Karofsky's had entered the room.

Dave raised his eyebrows. "Oh…"

Blaine nodded. "Look, I'm not going to pretend I am pleased to meet you. But you asked to talk to Kurt, so… go ahead. Say what you have to say."

Dave gulped and looked at Kurt. "Okay…" His eyes flitted to his wife, looking for support.

Lisa laid her hand on Dave's forearm and gave him an encouraging nod. He turned back to Kurt and began to speak.

"Kurt… I just want to say some stuff to you. You don't even have to answer; just hear me out, okay?"

Kurt didn't react.

"Okay…" Dave said to no one in particular.

"Now, what I'm going to say might sound like a rehearsed speech. But that's because it is… I've had this conversation in my mind like hundreds of times during the past ten years…" He scratched his hair.

"I am so sorry, Kurt. Sorry for everything I have done to you. You didn't deserve any of it. I was just a stupid idiot back then…"

He sighed deeply.

"And I'm so sorry about Sam. When I heard what happened to him… I was really upset."

The mention of Sam shook Kurt to the core. His head snapped up and he locked eyes with Dave. He felt a gentle hand on his back.

Blaine.

Dave shook his head. "You're probably going to find it really weird that I'm saying this, but Sam was a great guy."

Kurt bowed his head and scrunched his eyes.

"That day in the locker room, he saved you from me... It took me some time, but I realized afterwards that he saved me from myself too, that day. He stopped me in every way possible."

The tears were now flowing freely over Kurt's cheeks.

"I was in juvie for 3 months, and by the time I got out, my parents had moved to Pittsburgh. They wanted me to start over there. They sent me to a private school. I made friends there. .. real friends, who accepted me for who I was. After graduation I went to the police academy, and I became a cop. And I met Lisa… and she saved me too." He looked at his wife with a loving smile.

Kurt was shaking from the sobs he was trying to keep inside.

"Kurt…" Blaine gripped Kurt's shoulder. Kurt shook his head and drew a deep, steadying breath, opening his eyes and looking straight at Dave.

"I don't know what else to say, Kurt… I wish I could do something to make this right, somehow. Something to make you forgive me."

Dave grabbed his wife's hand and squeezed it. "I have made so many mistakes… I've done so many things wrong… and now Jeremy… I can't help feeling that's he's sick because of what I did… that I'm being punished… but he doesn't deserve this…" Dave was crying now.

Blaine frowned.

"Mr. Karofsky, you can't seriously think your son has gotten sick because of what happened in the past? We are in a children's hospital. We have thousands of patients every year. None of them deserve what happens to them. Neither do the parents."

Dave shrugged and choked through his tears. "I'm just so scared we're going to lose him… he's just a little kid. I love him so much."

"Dave... please…" His wife pleaded, wiping at her own tears now.

"We are not going to lose him." Kurt said solemnly.

Three pairs of eyes found Kurt's determined gaze.

"We are all going to fight for him, okay?" He continued. "David… All the things you just said. I need to think them through… I can't give you any answer now. But we will have another talk about this, because I have some things to say to you too."

Dave nodded. "I understand that, Kurt. Thanks for listening to me."

"I'm glad I did." Kurt answered sincerely. "I think… we need to put our differences aside. Your son needs all of our care and support right now. We can't let anything get in the way of that."

"You're right…" Dave said under his breath.

"Thank you, Kurt." It was Lisa who spoke now, with a clear but trembling voice. "You are an amazing nurse. The way you handled Jeremy this morning… it was great."

Kurt gave Lisa a small smile. "Jeremy is a lovely kid. We'll do anything in our power to pull him through this. I promise… We promise." Kurt added, turning his head to throw a quick glance at Blaine, who in turn nodded.

"That's right. Mr. and Mrs. Karofsky; Dr. Taylor and I will be looking at the test results and decide on what kind of chemotherapy we'll be giving him. We'll talk it over with you this afternoon. You can come by around 4 PM."

"Thank you." Dave said, understanding this was their cue to leave. He got out of the chair, and after a few seconds of hesitating, he reached out his hand to Kurt. The nurse bit his lip for a moment, then reached out his own and shook Dave's tentatively.

Both men looked into each other's eyes, sharing an understanding look.

Dave pulled back and turned to Blaine, shaking his hand as well. "Thank you, Dr. Anderson."

Blaine returned to his office, after having talked to the Karofsky's outside for a couple of minutes.

He moved towards Kurt and kneeled in front of his chair, grabbing his hands.

"Are you okay?"

Kurt nodded. "I'm fine."

"You make me love you more each day." Blaine grinned . "You're such a courageous man." He pressed a kiss to Kurt's hands. "And I'm so crazy about you."

Kurt smiled. "I'm not courageous. I'm just tired of being scared of him."

Blaine shook his head lovingly. "So do you think he was being sincere?"

Kurt raised his eyebrows and sniffed. "Yeah, I do… I think he's too shook up about everything to pull off such a convincing lie. And I kinda trust his wife, for some reason."

"Yeah, she seems nice." Blaine admitted.

Kurt leaned forward. "I need to get back to work. They need me on the ward… and I need some distraction."

"Yeah, me too. I need to go see my patients." Blaine reached out and cupped Kurt's chin, drawing him in for a gentle kiss. "Can I come over to your place after work?"

Kurt's face lit up. "Yes… that would be great. Would you like to stay with me… tonight?"

"I'd love to. I'll be there around eight. First I have to stop by my place to pick up some things. And I have to pay a quick visit to someone."

"Okay, see you then." Kurt gave Blaine another kiss, got out of his chair and left the office.

Kurt felt better after doing his round around the ward. Those kids never failed to brighten up his mood. One of them had even made a drawing for him.

As he entered the staff room, he immediately saw Stephanie. She was sitting at the table with a cup of coffee.

Perfect.

Kurt strode towards the table, jerked one of the chairs back and plopped down on it.

"I think you and I need to have a little chat." He sneered.

"Really? Why's that?" Stephanie said, studying her fingernails closely.

"Look at me when I talk to you!" Kurt hissed.

Stephanie's eyes snapped up in shock at Kurt's sudden aggressiveness.

"Good. Now listen very carefully. You are going to be a nice girl and back the hell off of Blaine, alright? And you are going to stop acting like a petulant little drama queen to me! Don't try to interfere, or you'll be sorry!"

"My, my… you're uptight. Worried that I'm moving in on your territory?" She said, raising her eyebrows in mock surprise.

"Oh bitch please, I'm not worried about you. Blaine doesn't want anything to do with you. He doesn't dig hussy's like you." Kurt snapped.

Stephanie's eyes narrowed in anger. Kurt had managed to break through her fa�ade.

"Well then. Maybe you shouldn't worry about me, honey, but you should be worried, full stop." She snorted. "Enjoy your time with Blaine, sweetie. Because it's not going to last, believe me. You two don't even realize what you're up against…"

"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" Kurt bit back.

"I'm going to leave it to you to figure that out." Stephanie got up from her chair. "And, you know what, I don't want your little doctor anyway… I prefer real men."

She strode past Kurt, who grabbed her arm in passing. He threw her a deadly glare.

"You know… I could smack you for that remark… but I won't… because real men don't hit women."

Stephanie wrung her arm free and stormed out of the room.

7:15 PM

Blaine heaved a deep sigh as he parked his car in the driveway of the mansion. He wasn't looking forward to this. But it needed to be done. This had to stop.

He got out of the car, slammed his door shut and walked towards the front door, pressing the doorbell.

One long minute later, a curly haired, petite woman opened the door. She looked genuinely surprised to see him.

"Blaine? What are you doing here?"

"Hi mom. Is dad home? I need to talk to him. Now."