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wartree replied to your audio post: Me trying to talk with laryngitis. I’m starting to...

You poor dear! *sends you all the get well cuddles and some magic soup*

Hi! I'm Syaz, I flail a lot. Thank you for putting up with my crazy.

Part 1 preview in previous ask (Excerpt from upcoming chapter of "Our Time is Short" a CrissColfer RPF)

Darren nodded, running the back of his free hand against Chris' cheek and wincing at the heat he felt there. He was vaguely aware of movement as two paramedics knelt beside the couch and began pulling monitors and supplies from a large bag of equipment but his eyes were still glued to Chris' face, hoping against hope for some small sign of life from him. Darren bit his lip as he struggled to fight the rising tide of emotion threatening to overtake him at any moment. It's just that it was Chris. His Chris.

The younger of the two paramedics began to speak, drawing Darren's focus back to the present. “Hi,” she spoke tentatively. “I'm Jaime. Ryan said you with Chris when he collapsed. Can you tell me what happened?” As she spoke, the second paramedic began a cursory exam, wrapping a blood pressure cuff around Chris' upper arm and inflating it, frowning at the display slightly as he did so.

“Yeah...he...he wasn't feeling well earlier. He said he had a headache, sore throat, and a cough, but he still insisted on rehearsing. We'd been practicing for a few hours before he collapsed. I think he's running a fever. It seemed like he fainted first and then hit his head when he fell. But his head hit the ground really hard and it's bleeding and he seemed pretty out of it earlier. He sounded awful too. He was coughing so hard that he could barely breathe. I just...he...” Darren rambled, his voice trailing off slightly as he struggled to find the right words to express his level of concern.

Before Darren could finish his thought, the older paramedic interjected. “I need to take a look at that head wound. Could you move your hand for just a second?”

“Sure,” Darren replied, shifting slightly on the couch while continuing to keep Chris cradled in his arms protectively. He relaxed his grip on the now saturated towel and slid his hand from beneath Chris' head, allowing the paramedic access to the wound.

Wordlessly, the paramedic leaned forward on his heels and carefully peeled back the small hand towel pressed to the young performer's head, exposing a deep and heavily bleeding gash. The head wound in itself was concerning, but combined with the fact that the patient was ill, obviously dehydrated, and hadn't regained consciousness, there was a growing need for alarm.

The paramedics worked quickly and efficiently as Chris was connected to a variety of monitors. Next, they wrapped a plastic collar around Chris' neck and slid him onto the gurney carefully, trying to jar his neck and his back as little as possible as they moved him. Darren had started to legitimately hyperventilate by this point until the young female paramedic had taken a moment to explain that the neck brace and back board were just precautions given that Chris was unconscious. She did her best to convince Darren that if Chris had been moving his arms and legs when he regained consciousness minutes earlier, it was highly unlikely that he had cervical or spinal injuries. Darren was still worked up as he paced back and forth across the dance studio while the paramedics inserted an IV line into Chris' hand and placed a mask over his face to administer oxygen. Finally after being reassured for a third time that his moving Chris to the couch was unlikely to have paralyzed him or to have caused lasting damage, Darren's breathing slowed to a more normal rate and he resumed his position at the head of Chris' gurney. He took hold of Chris' warm hand once more as he helped the paramedic steer the gurney through the emergency exit around back and to the awaiting ambulance. As they stepped outside the cavernous studio and into the cool night air, Zach bid them goodbye, promising to update Ryan, Eric (this week's director), and the rest of the cast and crew on Chris' condition.

I agree... I like that Blaine is complicated...that he has layers. He's had really slow but consistent character growth over the past season and a half and has gone from this perfect mentor-like figure to someone with real issues and real problems that needs and relies on Kurt just as much as Kurt relies on him.

I find it interesting that this is what pushed Blaine to the breaking point. Sure, it could just be a build-up of the past 7 episodes of being treated like shit, but I find it interesting that Sam’s sexy dancing pushed Blaine’s buttons so hard. “It means I’m not for sale,” is sort of an odd, over the top thing to say without some sort of back story which I choose to believe that there is. I really think that this is some sort of trigger having to do with Blaine’s past either with his family or the bullying he faced at public school. I’m really interested in the character development they’ve slowly been showing with Blaine and I like that we are starting to see him as a character independent of Kurt sometimes. I really, really want to meet his parents and get more of a glimpse of his home life because I don’t think it is good.