“Sure thing Dad.” Kurt called back, as he got up stiffly from where he had been sitting for the past half hour waiting for Blaine to arrive. Where was he? Blaine was almost never late, and when he was he always made sure to let Kurt know. Checking his phone for what felt like the millionth time, Kurt sighed as he reached the phone.

“Hello, Hummel-Hudson residence,” Kurts spoke into the speaker.

“Hello, this is Lima Memorial Hospital, is there a Kurt Hummel I can speak to?” the women over the phone replied, Kurt freezing as she spoke.

“Y-yes, that’s me, I’m Kurt Hummel, what’s happened?! Who’s hurt?! I-is it Blaine?” Kurt answered in a panic, a million different scenarios of what could possibly have happened going through his head.

“Dear, you need to calm down” the woman over the phone replied softly, “A friend of yours, Blaine Anderson, has just been brought in after an assult, he says his family is currently away and is asking for you.”

Kurt’s heart was beating at a deafening volume he was sure his dad would be able to hear it from the floor above. He swallowed loudly trying to form a coherent reply to the woman on the other end of the line. “B-but what’s happened to him?” Kurt finally managed to stutter, his voice evident with panic, “Lima Memorial? I’ll be there in twenty minutes” Kurt said hanging up the phone as his Dad came down the stairs.

“Hey, who was it kiddo?” Burt asked taking in his son’s shocked face, before Kurt crumpled and started sobbing onto his dad’s shoulder.

“Blaine... Hospital.” He finally managed to choke out, as he began frantically searching for his car keys, ignoring his dad telling him to calm down and breathe. Grabbing his keys from where he found them by the door and quickly pulling on a coat he made his way out to his Navigator only to be stopped by his dad taking his keys from him as his shaking hand tried to unlock the doors. “Dad, I-I have to go. Blaine!” Kurt protested trying to get his keys back.

“Kurt, just stop for a second and listen to me. I know Blaine is important to you, but you are in no state fit to drive. That is why I am going to drive you there now, okay? Now get in the car.” Burt said unlocking the doors and climbing into the driver’s seat of his son’s Navigator.

Twenty minutes later Kurt was out of the car before his dad had even turned off the ignition, and was already half way to the entrance of the hospital.

The woman behind the front desk smiled warmly at him as he entered the ER. “Hi, I’m Kurt Hummel, someone called saying my boyfriend Blaine Anderson had been brought in after an assult” he blurted out.

“Oh of course,” the woman replied, “that was me, Blaine’s been moved to room 110 on the first floor, feel free to make your way up now, his doctor should be there to check on him in about five minutes, and should be able to fill you in on what’s happened”

With that Kurt was off again. By the time he reached Blaine’s room his hands were shaking violently. Courage he told himself, he needed to be here for Blaine. With one final deep breath he pushed open the door to Blaine’s room. The sight that Kurt’s eyes met upon entering was far worse than he expected, Blaine was lying in the hospital bed, his eyes closed, with cuts and bruises marring the revealed skin on his arms and face. In an instant Kurt was at his side, hands still shaking he grasped Blaine’s in him own.

Blinking Blaine opened his eyes, which immediately settled on Kurt. As their eyes met, Kurt instantly felt Blaine begin to relax, the grip on Kurt’s hand tightened as tears began to pool in Blaine’s eyes.

“Oh Blaine,” Kurt sighed as he brought his other hand up to lightly brush away the stray curl from Blaine’s forehead. “What happened?” Kurt asked his voice laced with concern. Blaine opened his mouth to reply as the door to Blaine’s room opened to reveal who Kurt presumed as Blaine’s doctor entering.

“Oh, you must be Kurt.” The man said looking at Kurt and smiling. “My name is Doctor Lopez,” He said as Kurt shook his hand, and turned his attention back to Blaine. “Now, Blaine, the majority of your injuries are not too sever, but you have suffered from two broken and three cracked ribs, and were very lucky not to have punctured a lung. Also because of the slight trauma to your head, I think it’s best to keep you in overnight, just as a precaution to ensure there has been no major damage done other than a slight concussion. Do either of you have any questions?” Doctor Lopez asked taking in both of the boys expressions as the shook their heads. “Ok, a nurse will be in soon to give you some pain medication, and after that you may begin to feel slightly drowsy but that’s perfectly normal. Okay, if you have any questions feel free to ask one of the nurses or myself, and let someone know if you need anything Blaine. I’ll be back to check on you this evening.” With that Dr Lopez left nodding to each of the boys in turn as he exited the room.

Kurt felt Blaine’s grip on his hand tighten as he looked back down to him. “Hey, don’t cry, Kurt, I’m fine. You heard what Dr Lopez said, there’s been no serious damage done.” Kurt met Blaine’s gaze and allowed himself to be lost in his boyfriends hazel eyes.

“I-I was just so so worried about you, w-what if whoever did this to you didn’t stop when they did? I don’t want to lose you Blaine!” with that Kurt crumpled into the chair beside Blaine’s bed, maintaining the vice like grip on his hand. He could hear Blaine trying to calm him down from his position on the bed, as a familiar comforting hand landed on his shoulder. Looking up he saw his dad smiling sadly at him and Blaine, patting Blaine’s leg with a small nod and taking the seat beside the now no longer crying Kurt.

Blaine squeezed Kurt’s hand once more trying to get his boyfriend to meet his gaze once more, when he did, Blaine looked at him, trying to find a way to convey the love he felt for the beautiful boy sitting at his bedside.

“Kurt, you’re not going to lose me, I love you. Don’t think about what might have happened, we just need to be thankful that someone stopped them before that did happen. Okay?” Blaine lifted Kurt’s hand to his mouth, placing a small chaste kiss on his palm, before returning their hands to their previous position on the bed. With a small nod Kurt lent forward placing a kiss against Blaine’s hairline. For the rest of the afternoon, as nurses pottered in and out of the room to check on Blaine from time to time, the pair whispered softly to each other, with Kurt singing quietly to his boyfriend as the pain medication finally took hold of Blaine and he fell asleep.

“But I wish I could feel it all for you, I wish I could be it all for you. If I could erase the pain, and maybe you’d feel the same, I’d do it all for you, I would...”

Kurt leaned forward placing a lingering kiss on Blaine’s forehead as he sighed at the tough, before humming the last few lines of the song.