GLEE'S ANATOMY // When Glee goes M.D.

Finally some success with the chicken noodle soup, but have my bed crashed by a snoozing surgeon. Just don't have the heart to wake him...

Really, really not how I anticipated my next encounter of sleeping with a guy to be.

Ohio must have THE most unreliable birth control in the world.

Who: justbeingaqueen and rockstarwarbler
What: Caring is as caring does
Where: En route to Kurt's apartment
When: The day after THIS
Rating: PG

Kurt was happy to be able to help Blaine, even if he had issued quite the ultimatum with it, and even if he was a little nervous at the prospect of having Blaine stay with him. Sure, before any of this all happened and Kurt barely knew the guy, he offered for Blaine to stay in his guest room when a leaky pipe flooded Blaine's apartment but things had been way different back them. It was before Kurt had saved his life, and before the prospect of a date had been on the table and the rudely - but expectedly - snatched back off it.

However, Kurt managed to shuffle his roster around and palm of a few shifts to his 2IC so he had nearly a week off work to help Blaine get back on his feet after the illness. It was a huge favour, though Kurt had no intentions of asking for anything in return. He just wanted Blaine to talk to him about all this confusing crap he was on about. In the meantime, Kurt could nurse him back to health and wouldn't have to worry that he was doing something like choking on his own vomit or dying in a shower. There might have been a distance between them since Blaine took the date out of the equation, but Kurt still cared for him. Of course he did, but he knew they hardly knew each other, too, and maybe now was a perfect chance to change that. Kill two birds with one stone, so to speak.

He just finished his shift and he was exhausted, but arrived at Blaine's hospital room to pick him up and take him home. He adjusted the strap of his shoulder bag against his chest and stifled a small yawn as he came over. "Okay, where are these discharge papers? The sooner we get out of here the better, I'm ready to keel over. Which, by the way, you're going to bed when I do so I can be safe in the knowledge you're comfortable while I crash out."

Starting to get a paranoia complex.

You owe me $100.

I have a date.

First day back. Exhaustion is setting in. When is someone going to invent a portable infusion of caffeine to wear for the professionals of this world?

What I wouldn't give to be on a tropical island sipping cocktails with a sexy, scantily clad surgeon at my side...

Who: rockstarwarbler and justbeingaqueen
What: Patience is a virtue
Where: High Dependency Unit
When: Nearly a week after Blaine fell ill
Rating: Innocent

The latest CT scan of Blaine's brain showed that over the past couple of days, the swellinghad reduced signficantly and the neurologist became confident that he should show signs of waking soon. All sedatives were ceased and they put a step up on his antimalaria drug regime now they were more confident he could cope with them. As the days seemed to drag on with Blaine not waking up, Kurt had been forced to go home to his apartment to try and get a bit of sleep, but he was back at the hospital early each morning to sit and wait for any changes.

And now something was finally looking up. Over the last hour or two, Blaine had been stirring and showing signs of waking. Any medical professional will tell you that in real life, it wasn't like the movies. Someone in Blaine's condition could actually take sometime to regain proper consciousness rather than just bouncing awake and ready to conversations. It was a process, and Kurt was willing to wait it out. As soon as it looked like it might happen, he had dimmed the lights right down so they wouldn't be a strain on Blaine's eyes and he made sure the doctors and nurses were aware in case - god forbid - he took a turn for the worse. But his obs were all stable had dropped out of the dangerous zone. All Kurt could do was just be patient.

He took the time to really study Blaine closely for the first time, despite having been there on and off for days. He was actually stunningly beautiful, as far as Kurt was concerned. His dark features, his curly hair... and he had the longest eyelashes Kurt was sure he had ever seen. Sure, he had a sickly pallor and dark smudges under his eyes. He had tubes up his nose for oxygen and wires feeding out of the top of his gown to monitor any changes in his heart. But he was still beautiful. Kurt had no idea what was going to happen from then on with this situation, and he didn't have time to analyse it, because Blaine started to wake up then. Kurt just rested his hand over Blaine's forehead to comfort him and once his eyes were open, he just smiled. "Hello, Sleeping Beauty. And right before I was about to plant one on you, too. Totally stealing my moment there. Psht, princesses..." he scoffed softly in jest, but he watched in concern to make sure Blaine was okay.

I'm a nurse, I'm not built to be a visitor.

Who: justbeingaqueen and bad2theboner
What: Developments
Where: High Dependency Unit
When: Evening following THIS
Rating: Innocent

It was around six or so hours, give or take, after Andrew's text message that Kurt arrived back at the hospital. He sent through a text when he managed to find a place to park in the lot and then just sat in his car with his head resting on the steering wheel for a good long few minutes. He was tired, and the events of the past few days were catching up with him. His hands were wrapped around the steering wheel with his forehead resting against his wrist as he worked up the energy to get out of the car and go back into the hospital to check how Blaine was progressing.

He just made a really stupid error, the second in as many days. He honestly thought it was the right thing to do, but apparently not. With a shake of his head, he forced his feet to take him out of the car and back into the large, looming hospital building. Riding up in the elevator, he slumped against the wall, dropping his head back against it as he watched the lights illuminate in the floor numbers as he ascended. What the hell was he doing? Why was this all making him so crazy and reckless? He had his reckless days when he was younger, and had grown out of them long ago. Why the hell did this doctor have to make his mind malfunction? It was stupid. It couldn't happen, right?

He was dressed down in a pair of designer jeans and a long leather jacket with silver trimmings and a black fedora adorning his head. It was dressed down for him, anyway. It was getting late and beyond visiting hours for the HDU, so he made his way into the unit quietly and found Andrew waiting at the nurses station for him with the promised coffee. "How is he?" he asked, as he gratefully took the cup and put it to his lips for a long sip. He really need the caffeine buzz to hit, and sooner rather than later.

Who: justbeingaqueen and rockstarwarbler
What: Lockdown
Where: Isolation Rooms, ER
When: About 12 hours after Blaine fell sick
Rating: Kurt's trying to be good

By the time Kurt managed to clean up and strip out of his beloved, yet soiled, pink scrubs and replace them with standard-issue pale blue onces with a hospital gown over the top followed by a plastic infection control apron, Andrew had finished his examination of Blaine. When Kurt finally made it into the isolation room where he would be stuck for god only knew how long, Blaine was sleeping and all Andrew could tell him was that they had to wait for the path before they did anything. Literally anything could be wrong with Blaine, and they would be flying blindly without any pathology or test results to lead the way.

At least they finally got him off the gurney and into a proper bed, though, and now twelve hours later, Kurt was sitting on the opposite bed in the small sterile room with his arms crossed over his chest and feet crossed at his ankles as he stared boredly at the TV mounted on the wall opposite. He was sure he had never been so bored in his whole life. Blaine started to cough in his sleep and subsequently woke himself up, so Kurt climbed off the bed and went over to him, brushing the plastic apron down as it rustled when he walked. He picked up the bottle of water nearby and unwrapped the straw to put in it. "Have a drink, darling," he coaxed, catching the straw between his fingers to keep it still as he held it to Blaine's lips.

If anyone wants me, needs me, or misses me... tough shit, basically.

Unavailable until further notice. Like, literally. If someone can water my plants, much appreciated.

Please tell me you're on shift.