Another chapter? Gosh I'm feeling generous. I might even knock out another one by next week if you guys like this one. The rest of the story is not going to be so pretty as some of my past writings, so fair warning to you. Reviews make me happy and want to write more :)


The news of Mr. Hummel's passing came around 3:30 AM that night, the victim of another heart attack.

The phone call came shortly afterwards.

Finn slumped to the floor; his eyes squeezed tightly together, head in his hands. Carole sobbed quietly in the bathroom, and Kurt sat in stony silence, tears dripping down his cheeks. It was some time before they made their way to the hospital, for Carole to collect Burt's death certificate and sign some other papers. Not one spoke for the entirety of the pilgrimage, except for Carole's sobs as they made their way down to the morgue.

Burt's face was cold and white in the grip of death, but a gentle smile still lined his face.


A delightful odor hit Lucy's nose as soon as she crossed over the threshold of her home.

She made her way carefully to the kitchen, where she could see her husband busily stirring something that smelled delicious in a pan on the stove. She smiled as Jeremy turned as spotted her. He encircled Lucy in a warm hug, and he said, "Welcome home."

Lucy reached up and kissed him lightly, and then released her husband, and surveyed the impressive display of cooking that he had been working on. "Have you been hiding your culinary prowess from me?" she asked with false anger. Jeremy held his hands to the air, and said pleadingly, "No! I was just waiting for us to be married before I revealed my talents to you, so you wouldn't slob off on me." Lucy giggled, and kissed her husband once more, before replying, "I am not a slob. But seriously, this looks amazing and I love you"

The happy couple set out their Chinese on the table, and settled down together. They talked and laughed, the love evident between them.

They had a good relationship, comfortable and easy, but still spontaneous on occasion. They were a good match. It was a good life for Lucy.

After dinner, they cuddled together while watching a movie, and settled into bed. Lucy was required to be on set at 5 AM the following morning, much to her husband's displeasure.

By the time her alarm went off, Lucy was already up and in the shower, determined to be ahead of schedule. The earlier she got to set, the fast they could get to work, and the faster she could come home and spend time with her husband before the filming moved on the weekend.

She stopped at a random 24-hour coffee shop before heading to set, which was surprisingly crowded for the time of day. To her slight annoyance, Lucy slid into line, impatient to collect the coffee that was sure to make her completely awaken.


Finn left Carole and Kurt at the hospital, unable to bear the reality of his beloved step-father's death any longer. He decided on a coffee house, to get a drink and collect his thoughts. The longer he spent away from the heavy grief that he felt weighing him down with every step, the better Finn would feel returning to his family.

Long gone was the foolish boy, not-so-fresh out of college, and too lazy to get a job, covered in stains of meals past.

The man stepped into line behind some woman, with a high blonde ponytail. He stood, staring at the ground and contemplating his thoughts, as the line slowly inched forwards. When it came time for the woman in front of him to order, the sound of her voice made him cringe.

"Can I get a small double-shot latte?"

"And your name?"

"Lucy."

Finn tried to turn his head, but as Lucy finished paying for her coffee, she stepped back, and for the first time, looked behind her.

Their eye contact made him burn. A flash of pain came upon him, and for the first time, tears started to form in the corners of his eyes.

Lucy's face twisted into a snarl, and as she started to spit out a rude remark, she noticed the sadness in his eyes. She said, gently, "Is something wrong?"

His voice was strangled and full of emotion. "It's Burt. He's gone." A sob escaped him, and then another, as the tears started to flow freely.

And to his surprise, Lucy hugged him tightly, her arms linked around him like so many times in the past, and he sobbed once, then twice, buried in her hug.


"I'm so sorry Finn," she whispered.