AN: I would like to thank all who have reviewed thus far, I appreciate the kind words. Sorry this chapter took so long, there have been some issues in my life plus I had to rewrite this chapter, plus combine it with another because I felt it needed more. After the wait, here it is! Hope you enjoy, please review.

Disclaimer: I do not own glee, though it would be nice.

The next day in glee club was awkward, and too quiet. No one wanted to say anything, but no one wanted to leave either. They needed the company that the others offered, even though no one was talking. Rachel just sat holding Finn's hand with one hand and with the other picking at her skirt. She wasn't sure what she was trying to do to it, but it was a good distraction from her thoughts. Brittany was leaning her hand on Santana's shoulder while she tried to fight back the tears. Mercedes sat alone hugging herself while Tina squeezed Mike's hand so hard that she could possibly break a few bones. Artie just sat flipping through his playlist as Quinn watched him over his shoulder.

Puck sat in the back of the room with his arms crossed and his head held low. He had only said a few words all day. Most of the day he spent sitting alone in the choir room, that was until Rachel came in after lunch and sat in silence with him. Finally after about twenty minutes Mr. Shue broke the silence.

"Does anyone want to say, or sing anything?" He asked, his own voice threatening to betray him and crack at any minute. Even though he was a teacher, he had come incredibly close with all of the students in glee. He got to know them on a personal level, more than he had any other student. He thought of them almost like they were his own kids.

"I'm not sure anyone knows what to say." Artie said looking up from his phone. He put his phone back in his pocket and just stared at Mr. Shue, just like everyone else did.

"I know you're all worried, and upset; I am too. But you can't keep all of that bottled up inside." Mr. Shue said as he grabbed a chair and pulled it up in front of the students.

"Maybe we can go around and say what our greatest memory of Kurt was." Rachel said softly. It was the first time she had spoken in hours. She had even refused to talk to Finn at lunch. She was scared to say anything because she was worried that she would start crying again.

"He's not dead man hands." Santana spat from the back of the room. Her outburst caused Brittany to lift her head instantly, and she started crying again. Santana's face fell. She pulled Brittany into her arms and started rubbing her back in the attempt to calm her down.

"I think it's a good idea." Mercedes said softly. Rachel turned to look at her, she tried to smile but it looked more like a grimace. Everyone pulled their chairs down to the center of the room in a circle that way they were all looking at each other. Also so they were closer and could seek comfort when they needed it.

Puck got up and walked out of the room instead of moving his chair.

"Noah." Rachel said after him, but didn't move to chase him. She just sat staring at the door for a few minutes after he left.

"Just let him go. He just needs to work through this the best way he knows how." Mr. Shue said to Rachel.

"He doesn't deal with it. He'll push it down until he can pretend it doesn't even hurt anymore. Then he will drink himself into a stupor." Quinn said softly. Her expression showed an immense amount of pain. She had seen this first hand after they had given Beth away. He spent most of the summer drunk and locked in his bedroom. He only stopped drinking a week before school, so he could appear to the rest of the world that he was fine, like a bad ass.

"I'd like to go first," Finn said. Mr. Shue nodded to him to begin. "I think my best memory of Kurt is at mom and Burt's wedding. Those few moments that we danced, I know it was probably the gayest thing I've ever done, but it was also one of the best. I felt like I shared a real moment with him then. Almost like we became brothers at that exact moment, and we were happy." Finn lowered his head. He didn't want everyone to know he was crying.

Rachel rest her hand on his before she began.

"I'm not even sure what my best memory is. Every moment I spend with Kurt is a great memory, and always worth remembering. He just lights up the room when he walks in. You can't help but smile when you see him. Then when he sings he makes everything in the world seem so much brighter, like no more problems exist. So I think the best memory I have is when we first met, because my life hasn't been the same since." Rachel burst into turns and leaned into her boyfriend. He wrapped his arm around her as she cried. There wasn't much he could do, except just hold her.

"Le Jazz Hot," Mercedes said, "that was his defining moment. Finn was down on my boy and he rose to the challenge and showed the rest of us losers what a true performance was. We all looked like shit that day compared to him. My boy knew who to bring it." Everyone chuckled at Mercedes's last sentence, because they all knew it to be true. They knew he was an amazing performer.

"He taught me to not be scared of being me. I never knew how much one person could express themselves with fashion. He showed me that I didn't have to hide, that I could shine just like the rest of you. He did that with fashion, and it has changed me. He made me more confident, and taught me to love myself." Tina spoke softly. She herself was scared that she would start crying to.

Everyone continued going around saying their favorite memory of Kurt. Most of them shared many good memories; Brittany said her best was the time she kissed him. Everyone looked at her with a look of confusion. She just explained that he made her feel pretty. They weren't going to question her memory, because she seemed to enjoy remembering it. They were about to get up and leave when Puck walked through the door.

"My favorite memory is one that no one knew existed besides Kurt. After Blaine broke up with him he came over one night. I'm still not sure why he came to me, I guess because I offered to kick the kid's ass for hurting him. We had never been close before the breakup, hell you know me. If I didn't cause the break up, I didn't care about it. I mean, in a way I did cause it I guess. That's not the point. He came over one night and we sat and talked for most of the night, probably until the sun came up. I probably told him more than I've ever told anyone, and he listened to every word I said. Then I held him as he fell asleep, and held him until we both woke up in the afternoon. I don't care how gay it sounds; it was nice to have that comfort, even just for one night. So if anyone wants to make fun of me for it, or call me a fag, then I will stomp you into the ground."

Everyone looked at Puck, each of them completely shocked by what he said and by the fact that he just admitted that to any of them. No one said one cross word to him; it caused some of the girls to start crying again. Most of them had not been able to see the soft side of Puck, and he hoped they wouldn't see it again.

"Thank you Puck." Mr. Shue smiled at Puck. Even though it was just a smile, Puck knew that no one would say a word about what he just confessed. He wasn't coming out saying he was gay, but he felt like it. He wasn't gay, but it made him feel gay. He knew that he liked women, but he did enjoy the comfort he got from Kurt, and he hoped he could enjoy it again someday.

Two weeks had passed since Kurt's attack, and there was still no change. His brain activity still showed no signs that he would wake up anytime soon, if ever. Rachel had spent the last two weeks doing research on brain damage, and comatose. So far she hadn't found anything that made her feel any better, if anything it made her feel worse. She discovered that most people who are in a coma more than a few days have a very slim chance of waking up. She still prayed daily that he would wake up, even if it was against all odds.

Today she had gotten to school earlier than usual because she wanted to go to the library and look something up before class. When she arrived at McKinley's parking lot was mostly empty, except for a few cars. Among those was Puck's truck. She wasn't sure what he was doing here so early, he's usually late, not early.

After she parked she began walking towards his truck to see if he was inside. She found the empty parking lot eerie, and a little too quiet. Normally it was filled with noise from the many students and teachers running about trying to either leave or arrive. As she approached his truck and looked into the window she saw Puck sleeping. He was curled up under a blanket, and using his letterman jacket as a pillow. She wasn't sure why he was sleeping in his truck, but she wanted to find out. She knocked on the window.

"Noah, wake up." Rachel said as she tapped the window. After a few seconds he began to stir. As he raised his head, he noticed Rachel on the other side of the class. His face immediately fell when he saw her. He slowly sat up and unlocked the door. Rachel opened the door and climbed into the passenger seat.

"Noah, why are you sleeping in your car?" She placed her hands in her lap. She was worried as to why he was sleeping in his car. Did he and his mom get into a fight? Did she kick him out? Did something else happen to him?

"Me and my mom got into a fight. So I just drove here and slept." He just looked at Rachel, who didn't say anything in response. She just looked at him, sadness in her eyes.

"Don't feel sorry about me, I'm not worth it." Puck said looking in the mirror to fix his mohawk.

"It's not that, it's Kurt." She said softly.

"What? What happened? Is he okay?" Puck asked frantically. Every worst case scenario began running through his head. He couldn't stop the horrible thoughts, no matter how hard he tried.

"No, he's the same…" She paused. She wished there was news about Kurt, but there wasn't. "I'm just worried he won't wake up."

"I keep telling myself that he will, but I know the reality of it. I've seen those stories on those dumb doctor shows." He wouldn't admit it, but he had actually done some research on the whole thing to see what the chances were of him waking up, and it didn't look good.

"Please don't take this the wrong way, but I'm surprised you're so worried about him." Rachel said. She lowered her head instantly when Puck looked at her. She didn't want to see the hurt in his eyes if she had offended him.

"I… I don't really know. We never really hung out; only really saw him in glee club. We occasionally talked when I was hanging out with Finn, or during glee. It wasn't until that one day over the summer that we actually had a one on one talk. I guess that's why. I really saw another side of him, and he saw another side of me. One that no one has ever seen." Puck hadn't never really thought about his relationship with Kurt much. He never understood himself why he cared so much, they were never really friends.

"I understand. I should get inside; there is something I want to look up before class." Rachel went to climb out of the car when Puck stopped her.

"Please don't tell anyone about this. People have already been talking about me lately since that fight the other week; this will just make it worse." Rachel nodded at Puck's request before she exited the car and began to head towards the entrance.

Puck just sat in his truck stewing in his own thoughts. Most days he felt like he was going crazy. He hated the way he had been feeling the last two weeks, but he couldn't seem to ignore his emotions. He wasn't even sure why Kurt's attack had affected him the way it had. Normally he would have gotten over it by now, but he hadn't. Every day that Kurt lay up in that hospital bed, the more depressed Puck seemed to get.

He was seriously at risk of losing his bad ass card, but he didn't really care. With Kurt almost dying, it really put things in perspective. For the most part he had actually been going to class, and doing his work. His grades had improved the last couple weeks. With all of this he had realized how short life was, and he could die any day, and he didn't want to be stuck in Lima forever. He wanted to make something of himself.

After a few minutes Puck decided he couldn't just sit here with just his thoughts. He decided that he should go inside and do his homework before class. He grabbed his bag and exited the car and began walking towards the school.

Every week the glee club had been getting together at the Hummel-Hudson household just to feel closer to Kurt, and in the hopes that it would help Burt some. Today they decided to watch The Sound of Music. Most of them didn't like it, except Rachel, but Kurt loved it. This was for him, so that's all that mattered.

"This doesn't make any sense." Santana said as she watched the movie.

"Well see, she is now their nanny." Rachel tried to explain to Santana, but no matter what she said Santana just rolled her eyes.

"Whatever dwarf, it's dumb." Santana just leaned up against Brittany and began whispering in her ear. Rachel made a face because she could only assume what she was saying. Rachel turned to grab some popcorn but the bowl was empty.

"Finn!" She yelled at him for eating the whole bowl before anyone could get any. He looked at her with sad puppy dog eyes.

"I'm sorry." He said, not really sure what he did wrong. He rarely actually knew what was going on. Rachel grabbed the bowl and began heading towards the kitchen.

"Oh, I didn't know you were in here." Rachel said to Carole and Quinn who were cooking in the kitchen.

"I'm just making dinner. I like to keep busy, it's easier than thinking." Carole said as she stirred the food on the stove. "Don't worry; I made some just for you." She smiled towards Rachel as she motioned towards the pan on the back of the stove; Rachel assumed it was a vegan meal. Rachel smiled as a thank you.

"I just needed some space away from everyone." Quinn said as she handed Carole some milk for the macaroni. Rachel just stood there holding the empty bowl, not sure what to say.

"Finn eat it all?" Carole asked as she took the bowl from Rachel and filled it with more popcorn. Rachel said a thank you before making her way back into the living room.

After the movie was over everyone went home except Rachel, who stayed around to help clean up. She would rather stay busy because if she went home she would try to sleep, and she wouldn't be able to. The last person to leave was Quinn, who had helped clean up most of the mess.

About ten minutes after Quinn left there was a knock at the door. Carole went to the door.

"Did you forget something?" Carole asked as she opened the door thinking it was Quinn. Instead it was Puck. He stood at the door with tears in his eyes. In his hands he held a duffel bag full of clothes.

"Noah, come in." Carole ushered him in quickly. "What happened?"

"Can I stay here? We lost the house."