"How can you be cold when you're burning up?" Blaine asked, though he remembered distantly being sick and feeling that same way. In the end, his mother had rushed him to the hospital.

Blaine shifted a bit and had to swallow the wave of nausea that over took him from moving around so much. He needed to get Kurt in the tub, he told himself, then he could worry about being sick.

He guided Kurt to the bath and lowered him into it. "Come on," he said. "It will be okay."