Prologue
Blood. There was blood on his hands. Blood on the floor. Rachel screaming, crying into Finn's shoulder.
Doctors flew past, nurses running in their wake.
Beeping.
Noah's world was crashing. Burt was holding him, rocking them gently back and forth, offering comfort even though he was also breaking. Puck was sobbing desperately, gripping Burt's flannel shirt.
Carole was in the operating theatre with two of the most important people in Noah's life.
More beeping.
A doctor stepped out into the corridor in bloodied scrubs, a small blue bundle in his arms.
The bundle was silently placed into Puck's embrace and Noah felt, for just a moment, his whole world narrow down to the beautiful blue eyes staring up at him.
Then the machine's beeping flat-lined.