Kurt awoke with a start, his eyes flying open at a loud sound very close to him. It took the Prince about three seconds to realize that Blaine was whimpering in his ear, his hand reached up to flick the light on but then he realized he wasn't in his room.

"Blaine?" Kurt asked, trying to remember where the light switch was in the medics room and failing, there was hardly any light at all. He reached up with his hand gently, touching Blaine's face and feeling tears on his cheeks.

"Blaine, are you awake?" He asked, not wanting to reach up and poke Blaine in the eye, "Baby?"

Kurt bit his lip, waiting for a reply but instead the scared, helpless noises continued to leave his mouth and fill the air. Kurt slipped out of Blaine's arms and started feeling against the wall for the light switch, getting more and more nervous as Blaine's noises increased to the point where he was crying loudly.

"Blaine, wake-up," he called, still feeling along the wall, "Blaine?" Come on, come on. Where's the switch? He didn't want Blaine to wake up in the dark after having a bad dream.

"Blaine, honey. Come on, wake-up please," Kurt's fingers hit the switch and he let out a small cry of relief as he switched it on, blinking as the room flooded with light and he was able to run back over to Blaine and wake him up properly without him being in the dark.

"Blaine?" Kurt kneeled beside the Slave on the bed, cupping his pale face, "Wake up, baby. It's a dream. You're safe," He cooed, brushing the tears from Blaine's cheeks, "Come on wake-up. Blaine, I'm here. I've got you."

Blaine's eyes opened but quickly closed again against the light, "Kurt?"

"I'm here," Kurt stroked Blaine's cheek-bones with his thumb, "It was just a dream."

Blaine let out a long breath before he started sobbing, his good arm gripping onto Kurt's shirt.

"Sh, Sh, your ribs, Blaine," Kurt panicked, watching his chest rise and fall rapidly with his cries, "Come on shh," He peppered Blaine's face with kisses, "You're fine. Everything's fine."

"Kurt," Blaine's fist pulled on Kurt's shirt, his eyes opening and adjusting to the light; scared and red.

"I've got you," Kurt rested his forehead against Blaine's, "I've got you."

Blaine's breathing started to calm down, his eyes slipping closed as he pressed back against Kurt's forehead with his own as though trying to get him closer.

"M' sorry," He whispered after a while.

"Don't be sorry, it's fine...Everything's fine," Kurt's thumbs traced calming patterns on the sides of Blaine's face that he still held gently as they rested against each other.

When he was happy that Blaine had fully calmed down Kurt hopped off the bed in search of one of the medics to give Blaine more pain relief.

"NO! Kurt! No please," Blaine's hand reached out, missing Kurt by an inch, the panic in his voice making the taller boys heart clench.

"I'm just going to get you more pain meds, I'll be right back," Kurt promised, taking another step away from the bed.

"No, no, no, no, no please don't leave. Don't leave me Kurt, please. I need you," Blaine begged.

"Okay, okay," Kurt agreed, stepping back towards the bed and letting out a small cry of surprise when Blaine grabbed his shirt and pulled him down next to him, his fist still gripping into Kurt's clothes as Kurt snuggled close to him, "Are you in any pain though?"

"No. No I just need you," Blaine whined, sounding terrified.

"Sh, it's okay. I'm not leaving you. I'll never leave," Kurt's hand cupped Blaine's face and he showered Blaine's still wet cheeks in kisses. Blaine was still crying and he had no idea what to do. He looked completely traumatized and it broke Kurt's heart in two, "I love you."

Blaine whimpered, "Closer. Kurt, please."

"I don't want to hurt you," Kurt bit his lip.

"You won't, you won't. Please," Blaine's crying was slowly turning back into broken sobs.

"Sh, Blaine," Kurt paused for a second before wrapping his arm lightly around Blaine's waist and burying his face in Blaine's shoulder, reaching up and pressing kisses to Blaine's neck, "I've got you. I've got you."

Kurt stayed that way, whispering comforts and kissing every inch of Blaine's body he could easily reach until the room was quiet and Blaine's breathing was even. He pressed a final kiss to Blaine's shoulder and whispered into the warm skin before sleep took him, "I'll never leave you."

oxoxoxo

Kurt refused to barely leave Blaine's side for a second after that. Every night as soon as he was saw Blaine was in a deep enough sleep he showered and used the bathroom in the shortest time possible before coming back down in the night and curling up next to Blaine again. Blaine woke up a few times a night with tears down his face and his hand clinging to Kurt desperately. The Prince held him as he cried and cuddled and kissed him until he fell back to sleep.

Kurt made saw that food was brought to them and everyday, picking Blaine's favorites to try and cheer him up. He hid it well, but Kurt could tell that his smiles weren't completely real and that his eyes were a little darker then usual. He refused to tell Kurt what his nightmares were about, confident that they would go away and that Kurt being there was making it so much better. Kurt had thought about it, and he didn't want to push Blaine. But he hated to think of the Slave keeping the feeling bottled up inside.

Blaine had his bandages changed twice over the week, Kurt had to hold back tears at the shaven part of Blaine's head were the stitches lay. He remained himself that it would grow back and hid is alarm from Blaine, but really he hated having to see Blaine harmed in anyway.

"I love you," He remained Blaine for the hundredth time that day as he sat on his side of the make-shift double bed.

Blaine smiled, running his good hand through Kurt's hair, "I love you too."

"Which means you can tell me anything right?" Kurt pushed, he could tell by the look in the Slaves eyes that he knew what he was talking about. The nightmares.

"Kurt..."

"Hey, I have a break. I came to see how you were," Kate walked through the door.

Of course it was great that Kate, Kathy and even Burt visited Blaine and checked on his progress often. But they always seemed to do so at the most inconvenient time.

oxoxo

A week pasted until the medics let Blaine move to Kurt's bedroom. Blaine's nightmares were still at full-force and Kurt was hoping that maybe being in the familiar surroundings might help. Now Blaine's ribs had almost fully heeled, and the stitches in Blaine's wing had been taken out leaving only a small, thin scar; Kurt was able to help him up the many steps to his room.

"Are you okay?"

Blaine sat down on the bed, a little out of breath and dropping the large walking cane he'd used to help him to the floor, "Yeah. Thanks."

"Are you in pain?" Kurt checked.

"No, I'm fine," Blaine smiled, "Come lie with me?"

Kurt smiled back, "Now I don't have to worry about hurting your ribs."

Blaine shook his head, "Nope," He shuffled backwards, and patted the space next to him.

"Tell me if your in any pain," Kurt told him before he walked over to Blaine and straddled his hips.

Blaine's eyes widened, "Kurt..."

"Am I hurting you?"

"No," Blaine shook his head, looking up at Kurt with hopeful eyes, "What's..."

Kurt interrupted, unable to stop himself from kissing Blaine any longer. Pressing his lips gently against Blaine's, he cupped the Slaves face feeling Blaine's lips turn up into a smile as he kissed back, his good hand resting on base of Kurt's neck.

I mean yeah they have kissed in the past week as soon as Blaine's split lip at pretty much heeled. But they were always quick pecks after a medic had left to check on them. With people visiting with no real pattern, it was to risky for them to do much other then cuddle so Kurt could jump up if any walked in unexpectedly.

So this kiss right now, was their first real kiss since they'd been parted on the worst day of their lives. And both boys knew it.

Blaine pulled Kurt's face down closer to his own with the hand rested on the paler boy's neck and deepened the kiss, Kurt letting out a happy hum in response and holding Blaine's chin a little firmer.

Blaine licked along Kurt's bottom lip before he sucked it gently into his mouth, making Kurt's open in a gaspy moan at which Blaine's tongue darted out to slid gently over Kurt's; making both fairies groan.

"Missed this," Kurt mumbled.

"Hmm, me too," Blaine agreed between kisses, "Love you."

"Love you too," Kurt pressed a last kiss to Blaine's lips before pulling away, rolling off of Blaine and falling to lie on his side, facing the slave.

Blaine turned his head to face him with a childish pout on his lips, "Why'd you stop?"

Kurt smiled, reaching forward and pressing soft kisses all over Blaine's lips while his hand rested on Blaine's cheek, "How are your nightmares? Are they getting any better?"

Blaine tensed for a second before pulling away, "Uh-huh."

"Why won't you talk to me about it?" Kurt sighed.

"Because I...I don't think...ugh," Blaine dragged his hand down his face.

"Do you not trust me?" Kurt asked, looking away.

"Trust you? Sweetie, I've trusted you with my life everyday since we met."

Kurt bit his lip before he started to ask, "Then why won't you-"

Knock knock

"Kurt?"

Kurt sat up and shuffled away from Blaine slightly, "Yeah?"

"Ah, Kate was right. It's good to see you looking better Blaine," Burt opened the door and walked over to put his hand on Kurt's shoulder.

"Thank-you Sir, I feel a lot better," Blaine replied with a smile.

"Good," Burt smiled, "So, now Blaine's on the med. I think it's about time we invited Sky over, don't you?"

"I..Um.." Kurt bit his lip.

"Great! I'll see if he can come over later today."