"Thanks," Blaine croaked as Kurt handed him the water.

"Do you wanna sit up more?" Kurt asked, his hand trailing over the top of Blaine's chest gently. He just couldn't help himself from touching Blaine somewhere all the time.

Blaine shook his throbbing head, "M' fine."

"Are you hungry?"

"No. I'm fine," Blaine took a tip of the water and cleared his throat before downing the glass in a few large gulps.

"Do you want more?" Kurt bit his lip as the broken boy handed him the glass back.

"No thanks," Blaine's good hand and he reached out for Kurt's, "So what's actually wrong with me? What happened?"

Kurt squeezed Blaine's hand lightly back, "Kathy and myself saw you were missing and when to find Kate. She said she saw your previous owner there, and it only really made sense for him to have taken you. So we found out the address in your paper work and then Kate marched half of the guards to go and get you."

Blaine's eyebrows shot up on his head, "Oh."

Blaine looked away from were he'd been looking the whole entire time. Kurt's face. His eyes flickered to Kathy and his face broke out into a smile, "Kath."

"Hey Blainey," She whispered back, reaching forward and cupping Blaine's face, "You're not allowed to do with to me every again. I was terrified."

Blaine let out a small laugh, cringing at the pain in his ribs, "Scared you were going to have to do your own work?"

Kathy's eyes narrowed, "Don't make me hit you Anderson."

Blaine grinned, "Do you worst. I don't think you can brake anything that isn't already broken."

"That's not funny," Kate commented, resting her hand on Blaine's leg over the blankets.

"Kate! Um, Miss. I..." Blaine's hand snapped out of Kurt's grasp, "I mean..."

"Relax, she knows about us," Kurt smiled, "It's all fine. I promise."

"Did...Did...How?" Blaine stuttered, looking at Kate with a nervous expression.

Kate laughed lightly, "Do what your boyfriends tells you Anderson. You need relaxation to heel."

"She's known for a while," Kurt told him, taking Blaine's hand back in it's rightful place; in his own, "It's all okay. She won't tell anyone."

Blaine's eyebrows pulled in, "Um...Thank-you."

Kate laughed again, "No problem curly-locks."

Blaine blushed and bit his lip and Kathy reached up and played with his curls as if to prove the point at which he scowled, "Alright, enough jokes about me. I'm on my death bed here."

"Nah, you're fine," Kathy grinned.

"Hm, I think I'm going to have to give you another haircut soon though," Kurt commented.

"Not you too," Blaine pouted.

"I wasn't making fun of you," Kurt smiled, "I love your curls."

Blaine smiled, "Hm, that's good then."

Kurt nodded gently, his thumbing rubbing back and forth over the back of Blaine's hand as their eyes locked.

"Okay, things are about to get soppy," Kathy said taking a step back, "I'll come back and visit you later okay, Blainey?"

"Stop calling me that," Blaine frowned.

"Not likely," Kathy replied, leaning over and pressing a small kiss to Blaine's cheek, "I hope you get better soon."

"I'm going to leave too, I've got a castle to practically run single handed," Kate sighed, she wrapped an arm around Kurt's middle, giving an awkward sideways hug, "Feel better, Blaine."

The two girls left side by side, chattering quietly to each other but neither boy watched them leave. Instead they smiled softly at each other until they heard the door close, at which Kurt bend down and pressed a soft kiss to Blaine's split lip.

"Blaine, I....I was so scared," Kurt whispered, clinging to his hand tightly, "I'm so sorry."

"Hey, you don't have anything to be sorry for," Blaine's eyebrows pulled in.

"Yes I do, this is my fault. If I hadn't taken you into the garden then this never would have happened. I promised that he'd never touch you again. And I broke it," Kurt scowled at himself.

"Don't you dare blame yourself for this. Kurt you had no idea. I had no idea. I'm sure he would have found his way to be even if we hadn't been in the garden," Blaine looked at him firmly.

"I promised. I said I'd keep you safe," Kurt chewed his lip, "And all I've been doing is put you in danger from the start."

"Kurt, I love you. I wouldn't change a single thing about our relationship. Honestly."

"Nothing at all?"

"No. Our experiences are what make us who we are, and I wouldn't change a thing about you" Blaine squeezed Kurt's hand, "Besides. I don't want to be tied up in bubble wrap. You can't say our relationship isn't exciting."

Kurt pursed him lips, "It's definitely exciting. Maybe a little too exciting."

"Maybe," Blaine agreed.

"Kurt?" The door burst open and the Prince was quick to step away from Blaine a little.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

"Oh thank God," Burt breathed, marching forward and pulling Kurt into a suffocating hug, "All I heard was that you were with the medics, I thought something had happened to you."

"I'm fine Dad," Kurt hugged him back, "...Can I breathe now?"

"Right. Yeah sorry," Burt stepped away, noticing Blaine, "What happened?"

"His previous owner stole him back at the ball and beat the crap out of him," Kurt explained through gritted teeth, "He's got broken everything."

Burt went pale, "Blaine, I'm so sorry."

"Don't be your majesty, It's not your fault," Blaine shook his head slightly.

"Kurt told me he used to hurt you, I should have gotten rid of him at the first chance I got," Burt scowled, "Are you in any pain?"

"I'm fine. Please don't blame yourselves," Blaine bit his bottom lip and then jumped at the pain, "Shit."

"Well...It's late, you should get some sleep. You too Kurt."

"Soon," Kurt said, perching on the edge of Blaine's bed, "He's only just woken up."

"Okay, just don't stay up too late. And everything's on hold until Blaine's up and running again."

"Really?" Kurt asked, a smile on his face.

"He's your friend. I'm guessing you want him at your wedding," Burt walked away, "Night guys."

"Well at least it's given us a bit more time," Blaine pointed out as Kurt stared at the floor.

"I'd forgotten all about it," Kurt sighed, running a hand through his hair and messing it up.

Blaine sighed lightly, "You should get some sleep."

"Later," Kurt's hand trailed down Blaine's arm, "Hows the pain? Did happen to come across anything that would make you feel better in that book?"

"I'm fine, and no not really," He screwed up his nose, "But do you think that you could bring ti down here for me to read when I'm bored?"

"Anything you want," Kurt replied.

"How are we doing?" A high, slightly annoying voice asked.

Kurt looked up to see a tiny women with brown hair tied into a bun on her head walk into the room.

"Um, Fine," He replied.

"It's time for more pain meds," She said, looking down, "Oops, I forgot my coat. One second."

"No, I'm fine. Really," Blaine protested, looking a little tense.

"The previous does will wear off in a few minutes," The women told him as she walked out.

Blaine groaned, "I don't want them."

"Why not?"

"They'll make me really sleepy right?" Blaine sighed, resting his head back on the pillow.

"Um, yeah. Most do. You need to sleep anyway, you're body needs rest," Kurt pointed out, kissing the palm of Blaine's hand.

"But I don't want to sleep, I want to be with you," Blaine complained, his large brown eyes looking at Kurt directly.

"I'm not in a rush to leave, and I'll be here when you wake up," Kurt promised.

"I...I don't want to be on my own," Blaine admitted, his cheeks flushing red.

"No one can hurt you here, Baby," Kurt comforted.

"I know that, but I just can't....I can't," Blaine finished lamely.

The women came back in wearing her white medical coat and a sharp needle in her hand, Blaine gulped and hid his face the pillow as the women injected it into his wrist.

"There. That wasn't so bad now was it?" The women smiled, "He'll be asleep shortly."

Kurt looked at the panic on Blaine's face and looked around for a solution.

"We'll be back in the morning," The women told them before she left.

"Kurt, wait please," Blaine whined as Kurt walked away from his bed.

Kurt grabbed hold of one of the other beds in the room and took of the brakes so he was able to easily wheel it, "I'm not going anywhere."

"What are you doing?" Blaine's eyebrows shot up.

"Getting my bed ready," Kurt replied like it was the most obvious thing in the world, rolling the bed so it was pressed right next to Blaine's. Effectively making a double bed, "I'd sleep in the same one as you but I don't wanna hurt you."

"You can't sleep here," Blaine frowned as Kurt put the breaks back on.

Kurt climbed up onto the bed and undid the button off his jeans to get a little more comfortable, "Well I am. You heard my Dad, everything's on hold until you're better. Which means I have nothing to steal me away from you."

Blaine smiled, "Okay, fine."

Kurt paused staring at Blaine, "Um...How can I...? I don't want to hurt you."

"Come here," Blaine led his good arm out and after a bit of shuffling and Kurt asking Blaine if he was comfortable about fifty times, the two found themselves curled up together. Kurt's chest pressed against Blaine's side as the slave lay on his back and Kurt fit in perfectly beside him. Blaine's good arm rested under Kurt's neck, acting as a pillow, and Kurt's hands played gently with the gown Blaine was wearing were his hands were pressed between his chest and the Slaves body.

"Comfy?" Kurt checked once again.

"Incredibly Thank-you, you didn't have to do this. I just...Don't want to be alone right now," Blaine blushed, turning his head to look at Kurt, "I know it's silly."

"It's not at all," Kurt turned his head a little and pressed a kiss to the arm under his neck, "I wouldn't want to be alone if I was you either. I've got you."

"Hm, you do," Blaine agreed, smiling softly.

"I love you so much," Kurt whispered, looking into Blaine's eyes.

"I love you too," Blaine smiled, "I think you might be the only painkillers I need."

Kurt giggled, "Goodnight Sweetie."

"Hm, Goodnight."