Blaine hadn't been in school for a few days, and that normally wouldn't have been a cause for concern, because it meant that he was probably feeling a little sick and was taking a few days off to get better, only this time it was different, because nobody had heard from him. Sam had texted Kurt, but as the two of them weren't together anymore, Kurt was just as clueless as the rest of them.

"Mr Schue, I get that sectionals are important and everything, but aren't you just a little bit worried about Blaine?"
"Blaine will be okay, Sam."

"Yeah but if nobody's heard from him, how do you know that?"

Will looked to the door of the choir room, making sure it was shut, and that nobody was around before rubbing his face and sighing, perching on the edge of the piano.

"Okay, look guys, Figgins got a call the other day explaining everything, but this has to stay strictly between us. Are you clear? You can't pass on anything that I'm about to say. God, I shouldn't even be telling you guys this."
"Mr Schue, Blaine is like family. Whatever it is, you can tell us. We won't tell anyone else, we swear."

He sighed again.

"Blaine's parents were involved in an accident over the weekend."
"Are they okay?"
"No, they were both pronounced dead at the scene. Blaine just needs a little while to get his head around things."

"I thought Blaine's parents were jerks, though."
"Yeah, I thought they hated him."
"Guys, it doesn't matter. They're still his parents, and they're dead. That's gotta be a kick in the teeth for anyone."
"Aw man, this is not his year."

There was silence in the choir room. Sam broke it by standing up and facing the other members.

"I think we should prepare something, for Blaine. You know; to make him feel better."

"I don't think that's such a good idea, Sam. You guys aren't even supposed to know about this."

"Mr Schue, with all due respect, Blaine is my best friend. I can see why he didn't want to tell us, but he's still hurting, and I'm not just gonna stand back and let him go through this alone."

"Sam's right. We should do something."

Will looked at the occupants of the room and he smiled. Sometimes he liked to think back to where they were first starting out. To see them all gelling together like they were in times like this filled his body with warmth.

If he got fired because of it, then so be it, but the kids were right.

"Okay, fine. Sam, what did you have in mind?"