Love Can Survive Anything

Pitying Stares

Back at the wedding, it was indeed a madhouse. People who had heard about the accident were asking around trying to find out who knew what.

Up towards the front of the isles, he saw the back of Rachel's head. She was quietly sitting with Darren, trying to keep him from hearing the conversations around them.

Blaine ran down the center isle, nearly knocking a poor older lady over. As badly as he wanted to make sure she was okay, he continued on towards his son.

"Daddy!" Exclaimed Darren when he saw him. He leaped into Blaine's arms as soon as he was close enough.

After a tight embrace he looked over to Rachel, who for once (and thankfully) wasn't grilling him with questions on unknown circumstances. "Is it true?" Was all she asked when she caught Blaine's eyes on her. A slight nod was all it took for her to begin tearing up, but she tried to stay quiet as to not upset Darren.

"Hey Buddy," Blaine said looking back down at Darren, "Come on, let's get going. Uncle Puck is waiting to take us for a drive."

"But Dad, what about the wedding?" Darren's innocent question made Blaine look around the church for Sam. Instead he caught Mercedes' eye and began to walk towards her, leaving Darren with Rachel again.

"Blaine! Oh my God I can not believe this!" Mercedes had obviously been crying, judging by her running mascara and how red her eyes were. "How is he? Is he going to be ok?"

"I don't know anything Mercedes. Finn went in the ambulance with him. He took Chris with him as well, but from how he seemed when I was there, Chris is ok - " Blaine was cut off by the bride's very loud gasp.

"Chris was in the car too!? Oh my God, why did this happen! Is this a sign that I shouldn't go through with the wedding? I mean I love Sam, but you remember when Quinn got in that car accident and made Rachel and Finn call off their wedding. What if it's the same case! Oh my God!"

"Cedes. Cedes!" Blaine shouted in shock. Glancing around, he saw that other people were starring now, judging silently. "No Mercedes, that's not the case at all. Rachel and Finn were too young. That, and they now seem fine with the fact that they waited another two years. You and Sam are not 18, and you two have been in love since, like, forever. This is not a sign that you should break up. This is just an absolutely tragic accident that unfortunately happened on your wedding day. Or happened at all, for that matter."

Blaine was a bit breathless after his speech and he had the threat of tears pressing in all around him, but he could tell that Mercedes was feeling much better on one part of the situation.

"Wait a minute. Why are you still here? Get going to the hospital!" She all but shouted, drawing the attention of the crowd around her again.

"Well Darren reminded me that we were at a wedding and he wondered if it was still going to happen. But yes, Puck is waiting to take us." Blaine said while looking around again. Realization hit him that the people weren't watching and listening to him and Mercedes' conversation. Instead, they were all looking at him with sad eyes and pitying expressions. He found that he hated it.

"Oh no, we can reschedule. I can not get married without my main man Kurt. Besides, its chaos in here. Now go! Before I decide to take you there myself." At this Blaine took his cue and went back to collect Darren. He said a quick goodbye to Rachel, who was still trying (and failing) to hide her tears.

Walking out of the church again, he saw Puck waiting by Blaine's car. "Relax," he said when he saw the confusion on Blaine's face. "Quinn needs my car to get home. She can pick me up from the hospital later."

Getting into the car, they all settled into an uncomfortable silence.

"Daddy? What are we going to the hospital for?" Darren asked softly.

Not knowing what to say, Blaine just turned in his seat to face his son, and gave him a sad smile. "Were going to go check up on Papa. Ok?"

Nodding slightly, Darren turned back to the window and didn't speak again. After that, everyone sat quietly for the remainder of the drive to the hospital.