A/N: Because I absolutely cannot resist writing more of this story right now for some reason, have another chapter. I hope you find it delicious. And kudos to me because I'm doing all my doc editing from my cell phone as usual. Anyway, again, subject matter is not to be taken lightly and I do not recommend reading this fic if it bothers you. Otherwise, enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee nor am I on it but if I were, I would cast myself as Kurt's new girl best friend.

Kurt slowly entered the halls of McKinley the next day, satchel swung over his shoulder and face still incredibly pale. He was still coming to terms with the fact that he was pregnant but his real worries still lied with the HIV results. He and Blaine - who was at his side - habaa long discussion the night before on whether or not they should tell their friends that part. They decided not to. Sectionals were coming up and there was no way they were going to put all their friends in a pit of worry over something that may turn out to be nothing.

However, they had agreed that it was irrelevant to keep the pregnancy news from them. First of all, he was not to over exert in anything so they would need to make sure he wasn't overdoing it at Sectionals. Secondly, he was pretty sure his friends would start to notice once the baby bump began to show. So there was no keeping new at news from them.

Luckily, there was a Glee meeting before school that day. Blaine slid his hand into Kurt's and gave it a comfortable squeeze. The latter shot him a grateful smile. They were now standing out in front of the choir room. Kurt drew a breath.

"Are you sure you want to do this Kurt?" Blaine asked. The pale boy nodded. Blaine used his free hand to open the door and the two of them walked in.

"SURPRISE!" Kurt stumbled a bit backward with wide eyes as he stared at his friends. The whole lot of them were gathered in the middle of the room holding a giant sign that said 'Welcome back Kurt!' He was taken aback by all this. Blaine was grinning like a madman but also held concern in his eyes. Would the surprise be too much?

Subconciously, Kurt's hand went to his stomach, a notion that was not missed by one Rachel Berry.

"Oh my God! Kurt, you're pregnant!" she shouted, effectively throwing the room into silence. Kurt paled again and it was Finn that was the first to break the silence.

"Way to go Rachel." Kurt looked utterly like he wanted a whole to open and swallow him up. Finn approached his stepbrother and wrapped the boy in his arms. Kurt buried his face in his chest. They stood there awkwardly because Blaine still had hold of Kurt's hand. The others looked on.

"Kurt," said Mr. Schue, their choir director. "Is that true?"

Kurt slowly pulled away from Finn and sniffled. He gave his head a curt nod. "Yes," he all but whispered.

There was a beat before the girls all squealed and surrounded him, all of them chattering away about preparations for the baby's arrival and making Kurt completely overwhelmed. They were going on about names and nursery ideas and having a baby shower until Kurt couldn't take it anymore. Blaine caught the helpless look on his boyfriend's face.

"Enough!" he shouted. And all the girls fell quiet. "First off, let him breathe. In case you forgot, he's still recovering from being attacked." Kurt wanted to kiss Blaine all over for this. "Secondly, this wasn't how we were planning to tell you about the baby. I understand you're all excited but as in most cases, this is not an exciting situation for either of us."

"What?" asked Tina. She and the other girls looked astounded. "You're going to be parents. Sure it's a little soon but how can you not be excited?"

Blaine looked at Kurt who bit his lip and turned back to the girls. "Because we don't know who the father is," he said slowly. Realization dawned on the girls' faces. None of them had known that it wasn't just an attack of violence but sexual assault as well.

Finn placed a hand on Kurt's shoulder. He knew that they had decided to keep the whole HIV thing to themselves. But he was worried that the others would see that there was something else bothering Kurt. He just could not keep his mind off the fact that he might be HIV Positive. And unless he was lying, Finn really couldn't either. He was damn terrified that Karofsky had transferred the world's worst STD or infection as there were other means of transfer, to his brother. And if he had, Finn had no issues beating the life out of him for it.

That was the end of it in the choir room. No one brought it up anymore. They tried to just treat it like a normal pregnancy and went around making preparations for how Kurt would perform at Sectionals without overdoing it. Other than that though, most of them tried to be considerate by not bringing up questions about the attack of why the baby might not be Blaine's. Kurt was grateful for that.

If he thought keeping the HIV possibility to himself was going to be easy, Kurt was proven wrong that weekend when his friends all came over to the Hudmels house for a weekend barbecue, mostly in celebration of the success of West Side Story. He and Mercedes were in the kitchen chopping up cucumbers for salad.

"Kurt?" his friend said, setting down her knife and turning to look at him.

"Hmmm?" he replied, not looking up from his work. He could tell out of the corner of his eyes that she was looking at him with concern.

"The issue of the baby's daddy isn't the only thing that is bothering you. I can tell. What's going on that you're not telling us? Please, we're your best friends."

Kurt stiffened but otherwise showed no sign that he had heard her. Oh no, she'd noticed that something else was wrong. Why couldn't he hide his worries better? Or maybe it wasn't that he wasn't good at it anymore, it was that his friends knew him well enough to not be fooled by it. Rachel and Mercedes were the two most likely to call him out on it.

He said nothing and continued chopping the cucumber but his hands were starting to shake and that probably wasn't the best thing.

"Come on Kurt, what are you hiding?"

Kurt tensed even more, causing the shaking in his hands to increase. Still, he didn't dare look up at her because she would see it in his face that something was very wrong. "I don't want to talk about it," he finally said, knowing that just saying that nothing was wrong would not fly with her.

"I think you need to," she said.

That was enough to make Kurt snap. "Damnit Mercedes!" He turned to look at her, eyes flashing. He had also forgotten that Rachel, Quinn, and Tina were in the dining room gathering plates and silverware for everyone. "When I say I don't want to talk about it, I expect you as my friend to respect that!" He slammed the knife he was using down on the counter, effectively slicing the tip through his finger and drawing blood. "SHIT!" The expletive was so loud, that Blaine and Finn rushed in theon the backyard. In the dining room, the three girls had all frozen to listen to what was going on in the kitchen.

"Kurt!" Blaine cried. The pale boy paled more, panic taking over his entire body. Mercedes rushed forward to help him tend to the cut but he shoved her away.

"Stay away from me!" he shouted, rushing to the sink and turning the faucet on with shaky hands. "All of you just stay away from me!"

Finn looked at Blaine. "I'm going to get a bandaide. Blaine nodded as the taller boy left the room.

"Kurt, you need to let us help you," Mercedes said, not heeding her friend's warning and moving toward him. She suspected he was only acting like this because of the pregnancy hormones. None of them noticed that the other three girls had drifted into the kitchen. "Here let me," she went on, reaching for Kurt's hand.

The boy snatched it form her reach and clutched it to his chest, staring at her with wild eyes. "No! Unless you want to risk your own life, don't touch me!" Mercedes froze. The whole room went quiet. The only movement was Blaine walking over to carefully place a hand on Kurt's shoulder. The pale boy seemed to realize what he had just said and his whole body started trembling until he broke down in tears. It was then that Finn returned with the bandaide, which Kurt somehow managed to apply to the cut, allowing Blaine to wrap him in his arms.

"Are you happy?" Blaine asked Mercedes angrily. They had no choice now. They were going to have to tell her and the three girls that had traipsed into the kitchen to see what was going on. Kurt's body was wracking with sobs as he clung to Blaine and cried into his shoulder.

"What did he mean by that Blaine?" Mercedes asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Blaine let out a frustrated sigh. He didn't want them to know but there was no way that they would let this slide. He knew Kurt knew it too.

"What I'm about to tell you does not leave this room. I'm serious," he said, pointedly glaring at Rachel. The girl threw up her hands. "Mostly because we didn't want the rest of you to panic, what with Sectionals just around the corner." The four girls looked at each other. Blaine glanced up at Finn who nodded in understanding. Silent communication and the taller boy was leaving the kitchen to make sure no one else came in there. They didn't need it to get to everyone.

"We promise we won't tell anyone," Mercedes said, glancing at Tina, Quinn, and Rachel who all nodded. Kurt was still crying and shaking uncontrollably. Blaine held him tighter.

When he was convinced that they would keep their mouths shut, he spoke in a quiet voice, though it shook with the threat of his own tears.

"There's a possibility Kurt might be HIV Positive," he said. All the color drained from the four girls' faces. That was saying something in Mercedes' case. Whatever they had been expecting, it hadn't been that. "He's going to be very careful about wounds from now on, at least until we get the results back. As you know, HIV is transferred through blood or other bodily fluids. Kurt told you to stay away from him because he didn't want to risk the chance that his blood could get on you and should he be positive for HIV, that's risking getting you infected."

The four girls were silent. The only sounds in the room were Kurt's continued sobs. It was clear that all of them were terrified. And though she felt guilty, Mercedes could see why Kurt had not wanted to tell them. She wished she hadn't provoked him but she was just so worried about him. Honestly, she didn't know if it was better to know this or be kept in the dark about it, at least until they got the results of the test back.

"Don't tell anyone else, especially Mr. Schue and the rest of tr club," Blaine went on firmly. "Kurt and I had a long discussion about this the night before he went back to school. We'd decided that it was better that we didn't tell you guys for reasons I'm sure you all understand." The four girls nodded.

Blaine carefully helped Kurt up from the ground and started out of the kitchen with him, intending to take the boy up to his room to lay down for a while. He's probably lay with him. Mercedes carefully picked up the knife Kurt had been using and wrapped it up, mindful that she didn't touch the blood on the blade. She carried the offending utensil out to the trash that was out front and waiting to be picked up. Best to get rid of it all together than to run the risk that Kurt's blood was safe and just wash it off really well.

No one said anything. But it was collectively known that Karofsky was a dead man the next time any of them saw him.

A/N: So I figured this little drama would be a good way for a few of the others to find out. I'm thinking that there will be a court trial down the road, once the police have arrested Karofsky. Results will come in the next few chapters. And if I keep writing like this, that shouldn't be too far off. Reviews make me smile! Happy reading!