AN: Sorry it took so long to update. Between work and the holidays I haven't had any free time. I hope this chapter was worth the wait! Please Review. Rachel's ringtone is Like a Virgin by Madonna

"He's never going to take me back." Puck laid his head against the steering wheel. This whole thing was really starting to tear at him.

"Can you really blame him?" Rachel just stared at Puck from the passenger seat of Puck's car. She had never seen Puck like this before; he must really care for Josh.

"Want to come inside? Maybe my dads can give you better advice than me. I give absolutely great advice, but I think I've run out it. Not to mention they would understand this whole situation better than me. I'm not exactly gay here." Rachel shifted uncomfortably in her seat. She hated admitting that she didn't have the answer. She took pride in her smarts.

"I think I should probably just get home. My mom will probably start calling any minute to bug me and ask where I am." Puck looked up at Rachel, his eyes spoke of pain and defeat. Rachel felt so bad for Puck, he can be a jerk, but no one deserved pain.

"Well I guess I'll talk…" Rachel was interrupted by the loud music of her phone.

I made it through the wilderness
Yeah I made it through"Sorry. It just kind of seemed to suit a mood of mine the other day." Rachel grabbed her phone out of her purse and looked at the screen to notice that it was Kurt.

"Hey what's…" She instantly stopped talking. Puck couldn't hear what Kurt was saying just that he was talking really fast and he sounded distressed.

"Yeah I'm with him now. We'll be there in a minute." Rachel closed her phone and looked to Puck; she was on the verge of tears.

"What? What's going on? Is it Finn? Burt, or Carole, what's going on?" Puck was stumbling over his words, Rachel had him incredibly worried.

"It's Josh, he tried to kill himself. Don't know how he's doing the doctors are still working on him." Puck froze. He didn't know how to react to the statement. He leaned his head against the steering wheel again and he fell apart. The tears just kept coming, and he couldn't stop them. For once he didn't care that someone was seeing him cry.

"Switch seats with me." Rachel demanded and Puck listened. He knew he wasn't going to be able to drive. He could barely see because of the tears that were in his eyes.

Rachel shifted the car into drive and she floored it. She began speeding towards the hospital running every stop sign and red light she could without getting a ticket. She was glad she had extensive training in theatre. It helped her keep her composure when life was bad. Puck was sliding back and forth in the passenger seat. He just held his head in his hands and he continued sobbing. He wasn't able to stop no matter how hard he tried. He reached up to turn on the radio the silence was killing him.

"You untalented, bad driving asshole!" Rachel screamed over the sound of another person's horn as she cut someone off. She swerved around a car in front of her and started driving in the other lane as the pulled in the hospital parking lot. She came to a screeching halt in a parking lot outside of the emergency room.

Puck just sat frozen in the passenger seat. He couldn't bring himself to move and open the door to get out. He looked over and noticed that Rachel wasn't in the seat next to him. He didn't even know how long he had been sitting there crying.

"Noah!" Puck turned his head sharply and saw Rachel standing with his door open.

"Come on." Puck placed his hand in Rachel's. She then all but jerked him out of his truck. They started walking towards the emergency room. The closer they got the more Puck's hard began beating faster. He could no longer hear anything due to the loud pounding of his heart. Finally they stopped walking but Puck wasn't sure why. He looked up and saw Kurt standing in front of them. He was explaining something to Rachel but Puck wasn't sure what he was saying. Too many thoughts were running through his head and thus distracting him from the world around him. Mostly he was feeling that Josh trying to kill himself was all his fault. If he hadn't been such a dick and ruined everything Josh would be in his arms at this very moment.

"… holding hands?" Puck heard the last part of Kurt's question.

"Noah's in shock. He hasn't said a single word since you called me. I had to drive here; all he's done is cry." Kurt looked at Puck. He wanted to feel bad for him, but he couldn't help but think that Puck drove Josh to do this. Kurt instantly felt guilty for blaming Puck for Josh's suicide attempt. No one deserved to carry the guilt, and he was sure Puck was feeling incredibly guilty about it.

"Are you okay?" Kurt asked Puck with genuine concern.

"Is…. How is he?" Puck's throated ached and was incredibly dry, due to the fact that he had been crying for fifteen minutes straight.

"Don't know, they haven't told us anything yet." Kurt crossed his arms over his chest he felt so lonely right now. He just wanted to curl up in a ball and go to bed.

"Oh my god Kurt, your clothes!" Rachel squealed. It was the least of anyone's worries, but Rachel somehow seemed to notice. Kurt looked down at his outfit; he frowned at the sight of it. His brand new Dolce scarf and jacket had been ruined. He knew the blood stains on the clothes would never come out, but it didn't matter. He would give up his entire wardrobe if it meant that Josh got to live.

"I was the one who found Josh." A tear slowly slipped out without Kurt even noticing. The next thing he knew Puck was hugging him. He stood frozen to the spot not knowing what to do. After a few moments he wrapped his arms around Puck and hugged him back. Oddly Puck's hug was very comforting. Kurt laid his head against Puck's shoulder and just sat in silence as he and Puck held each other.

"What the fuck are you doing here Puckerman?" Kurt and Puck both looked up and saw Burt standing a few feet away with murder in his eyes.

"Dad…" Kurt turned and stood in front of Puck, "he's here for Josh just like the rest of us."

"He's the one who did this. If he hadn't broken that boy's heart he would've never tried to kill himself." Burt took a step forward and the closer he got, the more pissed off he looked.

"Dad, Puck didn't tell Josh to try and kill himself. Josh chose to do that. Puck hurt him but Puck can't be blamed…" Puck interrupted Kurt before he could finish defending him.

"No Kurt, he's right. This is all my fault." Puck held his head in shame.

"Josh was in a bad place long before he even met Puck. He can't be blamed for Josh's depression." Kurt knew that Puck had hurt Josh, but he couldn't be blamed for his suicide attempt. No one deserves that kind of guilt.

"Stop defending me, I don't deserve it. He's in there on the verge of death, and it's my fault." Puck stepped back until he was against the wall. He slid down the wall until he was in a sitting position. He pulled his knees up into his chest and began crying.

"Is that what you want dad? Is it? For a teenage boy to have that guilt hanging over his head for the rest of his life if Josh dies. I'm not happy about what Puck did either, but if Josh dies that will be enough pain for him without the guilt." Kurt spat at his father. He never argued with Burt, but now seemed like a damn good time to do so. He didn't agree with what his dad was saying.

"I…" Burt began but stopped instantly when the doctor walked up.

"We got him stabilized, and now he's in the middle of a transfusion. He lost a lot of blood, but he will live. You can see him now, one at a time please." The doctor turned on his heel and began walking the other direction. Kurt was the first one to react and began walking towards Josh's room.

"Noah, did you hear? Josh is going to be okay." Rachel kneeled down next to Puck. He looked up at her through his watery eyes.

"This isn't your fault."

"Haven't you heard, I'm a bad ass? I'm surprised it took someone this long to try to kill themselves because of something I did. Look where this bad rep got me, nowhere." Puck stood up and stumbled down the hallway.

"Where are you going? Josh's room isn't down that way." Rachel yelled after Puck. She contemplated going after him for a minute, but her want to see Josh was over powering that feeling.

Puck continued walking until he reached the room at the end of the hall. He stood staring at the door for a minute not sure if he should go in. After a few minutes he decided to enter. He opened the door and saw Mr. Shue lying lifeless on the bed. Puck walked in and sat in the seat next to Mr. Shue's bed.

"I fucked up Mr. Shue. I ruined everything with Josh. He just tried to kill himself and it's all my fault. I remember what you said before, that you would kick my ass if I hurt him. Well I hurt him, so wake up and kick my ass. I should be the one lying in a bed here on the verge of death, no you and Josh. I never said anything, but you're the closest thing to a father I've ever had. After my dad left I kind of went off the deep end, and didn't really have anyone to look up to. Not until I joined Glee and met you. Now I just need you to wake up and tell me how horrible I am, like a father would. Put me in my place! God damnit wake up! Kick my ass!" Puck laid his head onto the bed and started crying again.

Burt stood outside the door watching Puck talk to Mr. Shue. The kid was more messed up than he realized. He was still angry with him, but the guilt was eating him.

"Puckerman." Burt spoke softly, but he knew Puck heard him. Puck's head shot up from the bed. He quickly wiped the tears from his eyes and looked to Burt.

"Look, man I'm… I'm sorry. No one deserves to be blamed for something like this. If we want to blame anyone, we'll blame his parents. I know you two aren't together anymore. But I'm sure Josh would want you to go visit him." Puck just stared at him speechless. He didn't know how to react to the sudden change of heart from Burt.

"Come on kid." Burt motioned for Puck to follow him to the room.

"What changed your mind?" Kurt asked his dad as they stood outside Josh's room while Puck visited him.

"I saw him talking to Shuester. He's really messed up right now. He was yelling for Shuester to wake up and kick his ass for hurting Josh. I'm going to get some coffee, do you want any?" Kurt shook his head. He didn't think he could drink coffee right now.

"You saved his life." Kurt jumped at the sound of Carole's voice. He thought she was still in the food court with Finn.

"I didn't do a good job at it. I should have been a better friend. I should have been able to notice how much pain he was feeling." Kurt leaned his head on Carole's shoulder. She put her arm around him and squeezed him to her.

Kurt was happy to have Kurt in his life. She wasn't his mother, but she was pretty damn close.

"He's awake!" Kurt and Carole quickly turned around to see Rachel standing down the hallway.

"Mr. Shue, he's awake!"