Rachel shook her head as she fell to her knees in tears. This couldn't be happening. Not now. She closed her eyes to stop the tears as she remembered. Everyone in black. Flowers, words, crying. Finn, in a coffin. Gone. Forever.

"Rachel?" Kurt called, knocking on the bathroom door. "Rachel, are you ok in there?"

Inside, Rachel continued to cry as she stared disbelievingly at the stick in her hand.

"Rachel?" Kurt called again.

Finally registering her friend's kind voice, Rachel shook her head vigorously as a fresh round of tears spilled down her cheeks. "I don't know," she answered quietly, but still loud enough for him to hear.

"Rachel? Will you let me in?" Kurt asked.

"It's open," Rachel managed.

Kurt's face flooded with sympathy when he saw his friend in a heap on the floor. "Oh Rach," he said as he sat beside her, taking her in his arms. She leaned gratefully into him and continued to cry as he stroked her hair.

"Rachel," Kurt said finally, lifting her chin up with a finger to look into her eyes. "Rachel, what's going on?" Wordlessly, Rachel handed him the pregnancy test. He took it in his hand, simply staring at it a moment before his mind processed what he was holding. "You're…" he started, looking disbelievingly at her. "You're… You're pregnant?" Tearfully, she nodded.

"Finn?" Kurt asked breathlessly, tears in his own eyes now, and Rachel nodded again.

"I can't do this Kurt," she admitted, her timid eyes meeting his. "Not without him. Not now that he's gone."

"What? Who's gone?" Blaine asked, concerned as he entered the bathroom to see his boyfriend and their other roommate on the floor in tears. The pair looked up at him with timid eyes as his eyes filled with concern at their faces and he squatted in front of them before coming to sit on the floor.

"Finn," Kurt managed to get out between sobs.

"Finn?" Blaine repeated, his eyes not straying from Kurt's. "Finn's gone. That was a few months ago. We know that." The two both nodded and burst into tears again. Rachel met Blaine's kind eyes, handing him the stick. His mind processed the situation quicker than Kurt's had and he dropped the stick on the floor, leaning forward to envelop both Rachel and Kurt in a hug. "Oh, ok. Ok, I get it," he said soothingly.

"I can't do this," Rachel said quietly as she sat with Blaine and Kurt on the lounge later on. "Not without him. Not without Finn."

"Yes you can Rachel," Blaine said.

"No I can't," Rachel said, crying again. "Not on my own."

"Hey," Kurt said squeezing her hands in his own. "Rachel, you are not on your own."

"I'm not?" she asked, slowly meeting Kurt's eyes.

"Rachel! Of course you're not!" Blaine said as he and Kurt came to sit either side of her. "We're here Rachel," Kurt said gently. "Blaine and I. We're right here and we're not going anywhere. We'll help you."

Tearfully, she looked at both of them. "Would you?"

"Of course. Rachel, you're my best friend," Kurt said, "besides, that's my niece or nephew in there." That made Rachel smile.

"Are you sure? I don't know if I can. What if it looks like him?" Rachel said. "I don't know if I can handle looking at a reminder like that everyday. Like a mini-me. I don't know.,,"

"So what do you want to do?" Blaine asked gently.

"I don't know…"

"Keep it Rachel," Kurt said and she looked at him, wide eyed. "You'll regret it if you don't. Besides, it's one last piece of him. If you throw it away, you'll never get it back."

Rachel nodded, offering her friends a small smile. "Ok."