Kurt, Blaine and Aiden

Chapter 12

Kurt felt soft hands brushing the hair off of his face. The hands were kind and he heard humming above him. It took a moment for his sight to connect to his body. He squinted, letting his eyes adjust to the bright lights around him.

"I think he's awake hon." Carole said above him. Kurt guessed it had been in the direction of where his dad was but he only heard a few jumbled words. Kurt only saw Carole's dim blurry figure above him, he opened his eyes a little more only to blinded by the lights. His head instantly started pounding like he had been hit by a truck. He groaned and shut his eyes tightly.

"It hurts." He croaked out. "My head…hurts."

The pain intensified and he reached blindly for the button on the side of him. He guessed it was morphine because about ten minutes later the room became softer and everything felt slower.

"So tired..." He yawned sleepily. Carole placed a kiss on his forehead, "Sleep, it's okay."

Kurt reached out, losing himself to his sleep, "Where's…where's….Blaine? I need…I want…Blaine….Blaine…" Kurt felt hands holding him down as he tried to get out of the bed. Things were going in and out, the room spun and he heard his dad say to Carole, "Get a nurse!"

"I just want Blaine…" He whispered. Kurt never knew if Blaine came because he drifted off to sleep.

Kurt woke up in and out four more times, each time a new person was there; a nurse, Carole, another nurse, and his dad. Every time he woke up, his headache seared into his brain so bad it felt like he was going to die. He always called for Blaine or Aiden only to drift back to sleep before getting his answer.

Kurt woke up lying stiffly on the bed, he instinctively flinched expecting his headache to start but there was only a dull pain. It still hurt but it was bearable. He sat up in his hospital bed and looked around, the room was empty and the door closed. He only saw a huge bouquet of white irises which he figured had been from Rachel. He couldn't remember anything that had happened.

Kurt began to feel panicky; he wanted his son and boyfriend. He wanted to hold Aiden in his arms and kiss Blaine, tell him that he loved him. He tried to get out of the bed only to be restricted by wires and machines. He could feel his chest getting tighter and felt himself get lightheaded. He started hyperventilating trying to get himself out. Tears streamed down his face in frustration as he pulled at the wires.

"Hey, hey," Blaine walked into the room. "It's okay, I'm here. It's okay." He wrapped his arms around the sobbing Kurt.

"What's going on?" Kurt sobbed. "Where's Aiden?"

Blaine kissed the top of his head, "It's going to be okay, its okay." He whispered.

After about ten minutes Kurt finally calmed down. "I can't remember anything. I mean I remember we came here for Aiden and then us fighting but after that it's fuzzy."

Blaine pulled a chair up beside the bed. He grabbed Kurt's hand and kissed the back of it. He took a deep breath. "How's your head?" He asked softly.

Kurt used his free hand to lightly feel the back of his head, "It's sore but doesn't hurt as bad as when I woke up before. Why does it hurt again?"

"You fell."

"Fell? How? Where? Blaine…I can't…"

"Shh. It's okay." Blaine patted his hand. "You fainted in the hallway near Aiden's room. You don't have a concussion but you've been sleeping for almost twenty hours off and on."

"Twenty hours! My work, Aiden and the deadlines I had due for the play!" Kurt said with wide eyes.

"It's fine. I took care of it all."

Kurt sat for a moment, frowning as if he was concentrating.

"What are you thinking?" Blaine whispered as he stroked the back of Kurt's hand with his thumb.

"I remember us fighting over…taking care of us, I think." He turned to Blaine, "Now here you are taking care of me, after I said…"

"It doesn't matter, that's not important okay. Not now." Blaine smiled but it didn't reach his eyes. For the first time Kurt saw his face. It was worn and tired; it looked like he hadn't shaved in a while.

"What's wrong?" Kurt asked.

"You should sleep more okay? I don't want you up worrying."

"No, there's something wrong. Where's Aiden?" Kurt asked.

Blaine tore his eyes away from Kurt's.

Kurt pulled his hand out of Blaine's looking at him, his voice rising with panic, "Blaine? Where is he?"

"He's…"

"Blaine!"

"He's in surgery."

Kurt froze, it was like his memories were coming back slowly, piece by piece. Things we're still fuzzy but he had a better grasp. "Pneumonia…he had pneumonia? That's not serious like the doctor said. The doctor said he was fine."

"I know they did more tests." Blaine said flatly looking at the floor. "He has a heart condition Kurt. His machines were failing and then they got him stable. You called me…called me and weren't talking right. I heard the line go dead so I came upstairs. You we're already gone by the time I got there, so I didn't know what happened. There were just so many nurses and doctors around him…so many…I couldn't stop them and they just pushed me out. He was okay and then they let me see him. He was awake for a little and he was scared, asking for you. Then he got sick again and they told me to leave. The nurses wouldn't tell me anything and I didn't know where you were…I called your parents and they came. The doctors finally told me about Aiden's heart and how it's good we got it now but he needed surgery and then he would be fine. But the surgery was…"

Blaine was sobbing. "The surgery is risky and he might not…he might not…He was just crying so much Kurt and asking for us. I could hear him. He just kept crying and I kept thinking it wasn't supposed to be like this. So I said yes. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry Kurt."

Kurt sat in shock, like his world was frozen. He wrapped his arms around Blaine, "He's a fighter." He whispered. "He's just like you, a fighter. He's going to be okay." He sat motionless just holding onto Blaine as he sobbed in his arms.

Blaine eventually drifted off the sleep in the chair, resting his head on Kurt's legs. Kurt played gently with his curls, it was rare if Blaine kept them ungelled for this long. Even with getting older and cutting his hair Blaine still felt self-conscious about his unruly hair. Kurt hummed softly letting the black hair run through his fingers over and over again.

He couldn't fall asleep, not now at least. Not after hearing Blaine break like that. He kept trying not to think of Aiden surrounded by doctors poking and prodding at him in surgery. He tried to think of other things like work or his parents but his thoughts never ran far from Aiden, they never did.

He moved himself as softly as possible as to not startle or wake Blaine. He needed to sleep. Kurt reached over and grabbed his phone from the bedside table knowing Blaine would scold him for trying to work at a time like this but Kurt needed something to distract him.

As Kurt reached over, he heard Blaine stop breathing in his sleep, just for a moment and turn his head to the opposite side as he drifted off again. Kurt had to move himself away as he reached for his phone, so they were no longer touching. Blaine repositioned himself so that they were touching again even though it was just barely.

Kurt had to smile, Aiden slept the same way. Kurt always hated how he spoiled them both. He let Aiden sleep with them half the time or let him fall asleep on his chest. It was the same with Blaine, he had trouble sleeping if Kurt wasn't touching him at all. Kurt moved closer to Blaine and opened his phone, it was flooded with messages and emails which Blaine had took the liberty of answering.

All of them said the same thing explaining the situation briefly and letting them know if they had any more questions to text or email Blaine. Kurt skimmed through his phone finding Rachel's number, he texted her.

KURT: Hi. Thanks for the flowers.

RACHEL: Why are you awake? Blaine hasn't texted us…is Aiden out of surgery?

KURT: no not yet. Blaine is asleep. He needs it.

RACHEL: of course. How are you?

KURT: Fine.

RACHEL: Kurt…

RACHEL: I know you. We didn't room for four years and me not know anything about you. Why are you texting me? I know that you should be trying to construe some diabolical plan to escape and go find your son.

RACHEL: Kurt?

RACHEL: KURT!?

KURT: I'm here. Trying not to cry.

RACHEL: I'm calling Blaine.

KURT: no it's fine…it's just I can't help him. I'm his dad and I can't save him

RACHEL: he's going to be okay. Everything is going to be okay.

KURT: Funny some lady told me that in the elevator before I passed out. Maybe it was a ghost.

RACHEL: It was a sign…

RACHEL: FROM ELIZABETH TAYLOR HERSELF!

KURT: STOP! Don't make me laugh out loud, I'll wake up Blaine. but thanks for making me smile

RACHEL: ILY

KURT: EW. HAVE YOU RESORTED TO ACRONYMNS? IS THIS EVEN RACHEL BERRY?

RACHEL: I'm trying to be hip, in with the kids and its Rachel Berry HUDSON

KURT: Sorry I threw up, please stop trying to be hip and cool. We're old now.

RACHEL: :P

KURT: I'm leaving!

RACHEL: NO WAIT!

KURT: waiting…

KURT: WAITING!

RACHEL: sorry I was helping Carole make the beds

KURT: I forgot you were there. How's everyone? The kids?

RACHEL: fine. Everyones worried…

KURT: we'll be home soon. All three of us.

RACHEL: I know that. I'm going to let you go…Noah and Elizabeth are running around trying to…eat each other. I swear Finn teaches them this stuff

KURT: LOL. They're six years old and full of energy. I still don't know how you deal with twins. I'd die if I had more than one crying baby…well actually I already have two if you count Blaine :D

RACHEL: LOL? Whose hip now? I love you and the kids miss you. Come home soon

KURT: love you too

"Hey I thought I took your phone?" Blaine said lightly stretching and nodding towards Kurt. He yawned and took out his own phone.

"Ahh so many messages, missed calls even." He looked up at Kurt. "My parents want to come."

Kurt raised his eyebrows, "Did you talk to them?"

"Well I told Cooper and my mom, who I'm thinking probably told my dad. So I don't know what they're going to do. Cooper said he'd keep mom at home because she's been crying so much." Blaine shook his head.

"Oh." Kurt pierced his lips together.

Blaine looked at him. "I'm sorry. We shouldn't be talking about this. Did the doctors come?"

Kurt shook his head, "No, I was just texting Rachel trying to keep my mind off of things. I mean my minds always on Aiden…I just…"

"I know, I know." Blaine stood. "I'm going to tell a nurse you're awake. I've been keeping you to myself for too long. How's your head?"

"Fine. Just a dull pain but its fine. Can you ask about…?"

"Of course." Blaine squeezed his hand, "I'll be right back.

Blaine hit the button on the side of the bed signaling a nurse to come up. He made sure Kurt wasn't looking when he did it. He gently closed the door and made his way to elevator so he could go to the nurse station. He had gotten fairly close with them over the past three days.

Okay so he had lied to Kurt but he knew Kurt would have literally freaked out of he knew he had been out of it for three days. He hit his head HARD, on the corner of something the doctors guessed. They almost had to do surgery but thankfully Kurt woke up although it was in basic delusion, but he still woke up. They said it was a miracle he was awake. Aiden on the other hand was a different story.

Blaine got to the nurses' station where Glenda the head nurse handed him a coffee.

"Here you look like you need it." She sat back down in her chair.

"Thanks, I do."

"When are you finally going to go HOME Blaine? You should send somebody to look out for Kurt." Sarah another nurse walked by. " I mean we just love your handsome face around here but you're looking a little scruffy. Send that movie star brother of yours our way."

"Ha. He's barely a TV star, and I don't want to leave. I feel like I'm going to miss something. " Blaine took a sip of his coffee. "Kurt's stubbornness runs off on me. You guys still need to meet him, he'll love that I've befriended a whole nursing staff."

"He's awake now." Glenda looked at Kurt folder. "We got your page. He's a fighter that one, barely a scratch on him."

"Hmmm." Blaine smiled.

"The way you describe him he's a witty one too."

"Yeah he is. Anything on Aiden's file?" Blaine bit his lip.

Sarah placed Aiden's file on top of Kurt's, she gave a weak smile. "We'll he's...he's out of surgery but I can't tell you anymore sorry Blaine."

"I understand. Can I see him? I haven't seen him in a day and a half."

Sarah looked at Glenda. Glenda shot her a look.

"What's that for?" Blaine set his cup down.

"Well he's not supposed to have visitors, especially right out of surgery but Glenda's head nurse so…" Sarah's eyes brightened.

"You can see him in an hour." Glenda said standing up. "In fact I'm going to check on him now. Give him the okay for visitors."

"Glenda I can't even..." Blaine started.

"No. Your family needs this don't worry." Glenda left the desk.

Blaine turned to Sarah. "I want to thank you too Sarah. All the nurses are just wonderful but you and Glenda do so much for me."

"No don't worry about. Your one of the good ones Blaine, don't forget that." Sarah smiled and left the desk.

Blaine went out to the car passing a man and woman smoking around the corner from the hospital. He craved a cigarette but gave that up once his son basically needed open heart surgery. He went to the car to change into the clothes Cooper brought him yesterday.

While he changed he got a glimpse of himself in the mirror. He did look worn. If the nurses hadn't let him use the shower in the nurses' station he would pass for homeless. He used the hair gel Cooper left him. After getting once last glance he decided he looked presentable.

He got out of the car and went back into the hospital. He headed back to the nurses' station. Glenda laughed when she saw him. "Well we'll I see someone saw themselves in the mirror now all you need is a razor and you'll be on the cover of People magazine."

Blaine smiled. "Thanks. I think. Is Aiden ready?"

"Not yet about ten more minutes. I had them make him look spiffy for you. Here..." She rolled over to a drawer and unlocked it. She pulled out a razor. "We confiscate these from our mental patients, there clean and sterile too." She handed him one that was still in the package. "Go shave and Aiden will be ready."

Blaine headed to the bathroom, after twenty minutes he was fresh shaven. He looked at himself in the mirror, his reflection. He looked so clean and so put together. His hair gelled down and his clothes clean he looked dapper as usual. He gripped the side of the sink, dropping the razor. He looked at his hand and saw blood running down it. Had he gripped the razor that hard? He fumbled in his pocket for the little pill bottle he had taken from the nurse station. He had taken pain killers as a kid when he fractured his arm but now…

He took two and let the numbness drop over him. It was the only way he could cope with Kurt being out for three days and Aiden's life in limbo. He was already three quarters of a bottle done in two days. It was fine, after this, after they got home everything would go back to normal. He heard a soft knock at the door.

"You okay in there?" Sarah called out to him. "Your man beard wasn't that homeless. You've been in there a long time."

"Yeah I'll be out in a second." He choked out.

Blaine stashed a couple of pills in his pocket and the bottle into his bag. He stuffed toilet paper in the bag to prevent rattling. He checked his reflection in the mirror once again, he didn't LOOK like a drug addict. He wasn't a drug addict. He just needed something to calm him down, it was no big deal. He didn't actually steal the pills, technically. He just confiscated the ones that Glenda confiscated from a mental patient. The cameras didn't catch him and it was just so easy. He would need a refill before he left too…This was ridiculous. Blaine would finish this bottle off and be done with it.

His phone buzzed with a text from Kurt.

KURT: The nurses just left…where did you go? Have you heard anything about Aiden?"

BLAINE: Sorry I was running around doing errands. I'll be up soon. I'm about to meet with the doctors about Aiden. I'll be back. I love you.

Blaine took a half of another pill before he emerged from the bathroom. He opened the door to be greeted by Sarah, "Well, what do we have here? Mr. Anderson looking amazing , like a model at that."

"Thanks Sarah!" Blaine felt his tongue grow thick and everything felt so clear. He hoped Sarah wouldn't notice, nurses were trained on that kind of stuff. They made their way down the hall and stopped right in front of a closed door. Blaine felt his heart beating, like the first time they got Aiden, first time they held him in their arms, the first time he was theirs.

Sarah stood with kind eyes and said softly "Are you ready to see your son?"

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