"Dude," Mike began quietly, frowning in concern as he watched Blaine there in the mound of covered completely out of it. At least he was clean and warm, Puck following Chris' advice to keep Blaine as warm as he could for a little while to help with the shock. The oxygen mask was still on and doing its thing, and the IV line running into Blaine's arm. It was actually a sheer miracle that Blaine's adrenaline at the time of Kurt's death had kicked in like it did because he usually had a phobia to blood and needles. But the shock at that point had pretty much taken over everything. No one would ever forget Blaine's screams that night, or the sound of the gunshots in the air. "It's probably better he came from that point than a year... two... five down the track on it. If what 'Cedes said was true, Blaine never got over this and his heart and brain never healed from trauma. If we got him too far beyond this, he wouldn't be the Blaine we all love anyway. This way, once he gets over this initial terror, we can get him to Kurt and hopefully roadblock all those horrible things that happened back home after Kurt died."
He was just folding Blaine's bag closed again when he realised here was something else inside. "We need to try and figure out the logistics though, dude. Personally, I would give nothing more than to run up the beach right now and get Kurt from his bungalow to bring him here. But I think that's going to short-circuit Blaine's brain even more. If we wait until he rests and he at least physically calms down, I think he'll be better off. The first thing he'll probably do when he wakes up is ask for Kurt. That's how we can begin to explain to him that Kurt is okay and maybe get a little of the island functioning into his head."
He took the last item out of the bag and held it up. "Dude, it's a McKinley letterman jacket. Blaine never had a letterman," he said with a frown and then realised it was about three sizes too big for Blaine. He turned it over and there was a makeshift patch of fabric sewn loosely to the back with 'BLAINE'S BEST MAN' written in Sharpee on it and then in smaller letters like it was added later underneath 'AND BFF'. With a blink, Mike held it up for Puck to see. "Dude, he brought your letterman jacket..."
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He was just folding Blaine's bag closed again when he realised here was something else inside. "We need to try and figure out the logistics though, dude. Personally, I would give nothing more than to run up the beach right now and get Kurt from his bungalow to bring him here. But I think that's going to short-circuit Blaine's brain even more. If we wait until he rests and he at least physically calms down, I think he'll be better off. The first thing he'll probably do when he wakes up is ask for Kurt. That's how we can begin to explain to him that Kurt is okay and maybe get a little of the island functioning into his head."
He took the last item out of the bag and held it up. "Dude, it's a McKinley letterman jacket. Blaine never had a letterman," he said with a frown and then realised it was about three sizes too big for Blaine. He turned it over and there was a makeshift patch of fabric sewn loosely to the back with 'BLAINE'S BEST MAN' written in Sharpee on it and then in smaller letters like it was added later underneath 'AND BFF'. With a blink, Mike held it up for Puck to see. "Dude, he brought your letterman jacket..."