Who: rockstarwarbler and bigbrothersrock
What: He ain't heavy...
Where: Intensive Care Unit, Mount Sinai
When: A few hours after THIS
Rating: Leave it open for now

Cooper was beginning to realise just how much of a burden his job was. He used to thrive on it, and the travel was an awesome added-extra, but with his baby brother's life in such turmoil these past twelve months, it was beyond painful for Cooper to deal with being away every time Blaine needed him. When he got the call from their mother this time, Cooper had been in the middle of a conference in Melbourne, Australia, and hadn't even been able to take the call. He got the voicemail after, though, and his blood ran cold. Why could those kids just not catch a break? It hurt and it wasn't fair. Blaine should never have to feel pain like this, yet it never stopped for him.

And Cooper had wanted so desperately to drop everything and run, but it had been near impossible to get a flight and then he got grounded on a stopover in Sydney due to severe thunder storms. It delayed him for a further 48 hours and the only way he could even get a flight was if he took one that had two stopover and a layover. This was the soonest he could make it to New York, and that alone was atrocious considering the emergency. He spent the last leg of his flight literally praying that Kurt would at least hold on a little longer. If anything happened and Cooper wasn't there, he would never, ever be able to forgive himself.

Now he was running down the corridor of the hospital after exiting the elevator. He got intercepted at the security doors of the ward, and showed his ID, explaining that he was Kurt's brother-in-law. That seemed to be enough. He was ushered to the room, and he dumped his bag by the door to go straight over to Blaine sitting vigil at his husband's side. Scooping Blaine up into his arm, Cooper just held him in a protective embrace as he looked at Kurt over Blaine's shoulder. Yes, he was still breathing, the cardiac monitor showed his heart was still beating. That was a tiny silver lining for now. "I'm here, buddy... I'm here..." he murmured breathlessly and nursed the back of his brother's head to drop a kiss to the top of it.

Who: rockstarwarbler and bigbrothersrock
What: He ain't heavy...
Where: Intensive Care Unit, Mount Sinai
When: A few hours after THIS
Rating: Leave it open for now

Cooper was beginning to realise just how much of a burden his job was. He used to thrive on it, and the travel was an awesome added-extra, but with his baby brother's life in such turmoil these past twelve months, it was beyond painful for Cooper to deal with being away every time Blaine needed him. When he got the call from their mother this time, Cooper had been in the middle of a conference in Melbourne, Australia, and hadn't even been able to take the call. He got the voicemail after, though, and his blood ran cold. Why could those kids just not catch a break? It hurt and it wasn't fair. Blaine should never have to feel pain like this, yet it never stopped for him.

And Cooper had wanted so desperately to drop everything and run, but it had been near impossible to get a flight and then he got grounded on a stopover in Sydney due to severe thunder storms. It delayed him for a further 48 hours and the only way he could even get a flight was if he took one that had two stopover and a layover. This was the soonest he could make it to New York, and that alone was atrocious considering the emergency. He spent the last leg of his flight literally praying that Kurt would at least hold on a little longer. If anything happened and Cooper wasn't there, he would never, ever be able to forgive himself.

Now he was running down the corridor of the hospital after exiting the elevator. He got intercepted at the security doors of the ward, and showed his ID, explaining that he was Kurt's brother-in-law. That seemed to be enough. He was ushered to the room, and he dumped his bag by the door to go straight over to Blaine sitting vigil at his husband's side. Scooping Blaine up into his arm, Cooper just held him in a protective embrace as he looked at Kurt over Blaine's shoulder. Yes, he was still breathing, the cardiac monitor showed his heart was still beating. That was a tiny silver lining for now. "I'm here, buddy... I'm here..." he murmured breathlessly and nursed the back of his brother's head to drop a kiss to the top of it.

Who: dapperdevious, warble_on_jeff and nickthewarbler (posting order)
What: Faces from the past
Where: Mount Sinai Hospital
When: Simultaneous to THIS
Rating: Probable swearing

Sebastian just needed coffee. Or caffeine of any form. He would settle for Red Bull, or maybe Red Bull in coffee. He didn't really care so long as he got it. It was later at night now, but he had been up all the previous night when his twin decided it was the perfect time to explode. Almost literally. Jeremy had come home from studying at the college library looking like death. Because they were identical twins, they had some sort of twin-sense on some level and Sebastian had been feeling odd all afternoon. Not quite sick, just not quite 100% either. He hadn't put it down to anything until Jez was there looking like a reject out of a horror movie. In fact, Sebastian couldn't remember the last time he saw his brother looking that ill and he was immediately worried.

Jeremy had just wanted to go to bed, though, and he passed out for a few hours. Sebastian was woken around ten that night to the sound of Jeremy being violently sick in the bathroom. They shared an apartment and had done ever since they got into Columbia together. It seems they were destined to live the twin life. When it didn't get any better, Sebastian decided to take Jez to the ER, and luckily so because it turned out his appendix was going to burst and they go to him just in time. Sebastian texted their two older brothers and told them that whatever - or whoever - they were doing, to quit it and get to Mount Sinai for Jez ASAP.

It was now the evening after and Jeremy was out like a light, but Sebastian wouldn't leave his side. He had his head down checking his texts when he entered the hospital cafeteria in search of coffee only just looked up in time before he bumped into a couple leaving. He nearly didn't even bother apologising, until he saw who it was. "Fucking hell! Jeff? Nick? Fuck... what are you... you're in New York?!"

Who: dapperdevious, warble_on_jeff and nickthewarbler (posting order)
What: Faces from the past
Where: Mount Sinai Hospital
When: Simultaneous to THIS
Rating: Probable swearing

Sebastian just needed coffee. Or caffeine of any form. He would settle for Red Bull, or maybe Red Bull in coffee. He didn't really care so long as he got it. It was later at night now, but he had been up all the previous night when his twin decided it was the perfect time to explode. Almost literally. Jeremy had come home from studying at the college library looking like death. Because they were identical twins, they had some sort of twin-sense on some level and Sebastian had been feeling odd all afternoon. Not quite sick, just not quite 100% either. He hadn't put it down to anything until Jez was there looking like a reject out of a horror movie. In fact, Sebastian couldn't remember the last time he saw his brother looking that ill and he was immediately worried.

Jeremy had just wanted to go to bed, though, and he passed out for a few hours. Sebastian was woken around ten that night to the sound of Jeremy being violently sick in the bathroom. They shared an apartment and had done ever since they got into Columbia together. It seems they were destined to live the twin life. When it didn't get any better, Sebastian decided to take Jez to the ER, and luckily so because it turned out his appendix was going to burst and they go to him just in time. Sebastian texted their two older brothers and told them that whatever - or whoever - they were doing, to quit it and get to Mount Sinai for Jez ASAP.

It was now the evening after and Jeremy was out like a light, but Sebastian wouldn't leave his side. He had his head down checking his texts when he entered the hospital cafeteria in search of coffee only just looked up in time before he bumped into a couple leaving. He nearly didn't even bother apologising, until he saw who it was. "Fucking hell! Jeff? Nick? Fuck... what are you... you're in New York?!"

How are you holding up, babe? If you want company, you just say the word, okay? I can't even begin to know how you're feeling right now, but you shouldn't be alone.