A homeless man comes out, it's Mike Chang actually. He stands in an alley way.

"Christmas bells are ringing

Christmas bells are ringing

Christmas bells are ringing

Somewhere else!

Not here." He sings and then goes deeper into the alley that he cannot be seen. Blaine Anderson hears coughing and groans from that same alley and walks over. Seeing Kurt bleeding on the ground.

"You okay honey?" Blaine asks as he bends down to Kurt.

"I'm afraid so." Kurt coughs.

"They get any money?" Blaine asks worried.

"No

Had none to get -

But they purloined my coat -

Well you missed a sleeve! -" Blaine wipes some of the blood off.

"Thanks."

"Hell, it's Christmas Eve.

I'm Blaine." Blaine say, smiling.

"Blaine. An angel, indeed.

An angel of the first degree.

Friends call me Kurt.

Kurt Hummel." Kurt says, smiling. He notices the tree in Blaine's hand.

"Nice tree."

"Let's get a band-aid for your knee

I'll change, there's a "Life Support" meeting at nine-thirty

Yes - this body provides a comfortable home

For the Acquired Immune Deficiency Syndrome." Blaine tells him smiling still.

"As does mine." Kurt says.

"We'll get along fine!

Get you a coat, have a bite.

Make a night.

I'm flush." Blaine smiles and sings.

"My friends are waiting." Kurt tells him.

"You're cute when you blush

The more the merri - ho ho ho

And I do not take no." Blaine says and pulls Kurt with him.

Back at where Finn and Artie are Artie is putting on his scarf and his camera is still in hand.

"Where are you going?" Finn asks, guitar in hand.

"Brittany calls." Artie says, smiling softly.

"You're such a sucker!" FInn tells him.

"I don't suppose you'd like to see her show in the lot tonight?" Artie asks, Finn shrugs.

"Or come to dinner?"Artie asks again.

"Zoom in on my empty wallet." Finn retorts.

"Touche.

Take your AZT." Artie says. He turns his camera on and turns to a picture of Finn and a red head named Quinn. He then turns it to Finn.

"Close on Finn

His girlfriend Quinn

Left a note saying "We've got AIDS"

Before slitting her wrists in the bathroom.

I'll check up on you later. Change your mind. You have to get out of the house." Artie then leaves Finn alone, who has already taken his AZT.

"I'm writing one great song before I..." Finn begins but stops. Leaving the loft and going up to the roof.

Finn starts playing his guitar and sighs. He sets it down and walks around the roof.

"One song

Glory

One song

Before I go

Glory

One song to leave behind

Find one song

One last refrain

Glory

From the pretty boy front man

Who wasted opportunity

One song

He had the world at his feet

Glory

In the eyes of a young girl

A young girl

Find glory

Beyond the cheap colored lights

One song

Before the sun sets

Glory - on another empty life

Time flies - time dies

Glory - One blaze of glory

One blaze of glory - glory

Find

Glory

In a song that rings true

Truth like a blazing fire

An eternal flame

Find

One song

A song about love

Glory

From the soul of a young man

A young man

Find

The one song

Before the virus takes hold

Glory

Like a sunset

One song

To redeem this empty life

Time flies

And then - no need to endure anymore

Time dies."

Finn walks back down to the loft and once he closes the door and sets his guitar down, a knock on the door comes.

"The door."He sighs.

Finn opens the door, excepting to see Artie. As he opens it.

"What'd you forget?" He asks, but notices a shivering Rachel Berry there instead. A candle in her hand.

"Got a light?" She asks.

"I know you

You're.

You're shivering." He notices.

Rachel shrugs and walks in.

"It's nothing

They turned off my heat

And I'm just a little

Weak on my feet

Would you light my candle?

What are you staring at?" She notices him staring at her finally.

"Nothing.

Your hair in the moonlight.

You look familiar." Finn walks over to her, lights her candle, and luckily right before she stumbles back and falls, he catches her.

"Can you make it?

"Just haven't eaten much today.

At least the room stopped spinning

Anyway.

What?" She asks, catching him staring at her again. She smiles.

"Nothing,

Your smile reminded me of.." Finn starts, but can't finish.

"I always remind people of.

Who is she?" Rachel asks.

"She died.

Her name was Quinn." Finn tells her. Rachel secretly blows out the candle and turns to him.

"It's out again.

Sorry bout your friend.

Would you light me candle?" He lights it again and she smiles.

"Well." He says, unsure of what to say.

"Yeah?" Rachel saks, smiling. "Ow!" She says as wax drips onto her finger.

"Oh the wax,

It's.." Finn starts, taking her finger.

"Dripping.

I like it between my.." Rachel says.

"Fingers!
I figured.

Oh well.

Goodnight." Finn says, a bit embarassed. He points to the door and she starts walking. Searching in her waistband for something. She blows the candle out and knocks again.

"It blew out again?" Finn asks her.

"No, I think that I dropped my stash." Rachel sings, coming back in. Looking down at the floor.

"I know I've seen you out and about

When I used to go out

Your candle's out." Finn tells her and watches as she crawls onto the floor.

"I'm illin' -

I had it when I walked in the door

It was pure -

Is it on the floor?" Rachel searches on the floor and Finn watches, his eyes on Rachel's ass.

"The floor?" He asks.

"They say I have the best ass below 14th street

Is it true?" Rachel saw him staring and had to ask.

"What?" Finn asks, breaking his gaze from her rear.

"You're staring again!" Rachel tells him. He chuckles slightly.

"Oh no.

I mean you do - have a nice -

I mean - You look familiar." Finn says, changing the subject.

"Like your dead girlfriend." Rachel says.

"Only when you smile.

But I'm sure I've seen you somewhere else -" Finn says, helping her look, hoping to find her stash before her so he can hide it.

"Do you go to the Cat Scratch Club?

That's where I work - I dance - help me look!" Rachel tells him.

"Yes!

They use to tie you up." Finn remembers and looks the girl up and down.

"It's a living." Rachel says with a shrug.

"I didn't recognize you without the handcuffs." Finn said, Rachel glares at him.

"We could light the candle

Oh won't you light the candle?" Rachel smiles as Finn lights the candle again.

"Why don't you forget that stuff

You look like you're sixteen." Finn says, changing the subject back to the drug.

"I'm nineteen - but I'm old for my age

I'm just born to be bad." Rachel stands up, continueing to look around the loft.

"I once was born to be bad

I used to shiver like that." Finn says, also standing up and crossing his arms. He watches her look.

"I have no heat I told you." Rachel defends.

"I use to sweat." Finn says, noticing her sweaty forehead.

"I got a cold." Rachel lies.

"Uh huh

I used to be a junkie." Finn admits.

"But now and then I like to..." Rachel starts.

"Uh-huh." Finn nods.

"Feel good." Rachel looks away and Finn finds the stash.

"Here it - um -" Finn picks it up and stuffs it in his back pocket.

"What's that?" Rachel asks hopeful.

"A candybar wrapper." Finn lies with his lopsided grin.

"We could light the candle." Rachel says walking over. Finn blows the candle out.

"Oh, what'd you do to my candle?" Rachel asks. Finn sits on the couch. Trying to hide the stash.

"That was my last match." Finn says.

"Our eyes'll adjust.

Thank God for the moon." Rachel says, sitting on his lap.

"Maybe it's not the moon at all

I hear Spike Lee's shooting down the street." Finn says, Rachel laughs.

"Bah Humbug.

Bah Humbug." Rachel takes his hand in hers.

"Cold hands." Finn notices.

"Your's too.

Big, like my father's." Rachel stands up, bringing Finn up as well.

"Do you wanna dance?" Rachel asks, smiling.

"With you?" Finn asks, confused.

"No, with my father?" Rachel jokes.

"I'm Finn." Finn introduces himself finally.

Rachel smiles, walking around him and grabbing the stash from his back pocket.

"They call me.

They call me.

Rachel!" She smiles and teases him with the drug, pushing it in his face. She walks out of his loft. Shutting the door behind her.