CHAPTER ELEVEN

The New Directions gathered around Kurt.

"Give him some air," Mr. Schuester said.

"I'm calling an ambulance," Finn said. "I'll tell them where we are."

"Kurt, are you okay?" Quinn asked.

"Kurt?" Blaine asked stroking his boyfriend's cheek with his thumb.

"Didn't Mr. Schuester say to give him some air?" Mercedes said trying to shoo the crowd away.

"I'm fine." Kurt sat up.

"Why do I get the feeling that you're hiding something?" Finn asked.

"I haven't a clue." Kurt said rubbing his forehead.

"Quinn, please. Something is wrong with my brother, and if you know what it is, you need to tell us, so we can get through this together."

"So, something really is going on with, Kurt?" Tina asked.

"Is he going to be okay?" Artie questioned

Finn was worried, "You guys make it sounds like he's dying," He paused. "You're not really dying are you?"

Kurt laughed, "Of course not, Finn."

"Okay!" Quinn said, while clapping her hands together.

"You're going to tell us?" asked Santana.

"There's nothing to tell," Kurt said as he stood up. "Excuse me."

"I'm going after him," Blaine said.

"No, I will," Finn said.

Finn followed his brother outside and into his car.

"Do you mind?" Kurt said rudely.

"I need to talk to you." Finn said as he sat in the passenger seat.

"Don't you have to get ready for football?"

"Uh, Kurt," Finn said, confused. "The season finished a month ago."

"Oh. Right. Um, why are you here again?"

"I need to talk to you, remember?"

He sighed. "Finn, really. I'm fine. I promise. I'm not dying." Kurt said trying to lighten the mood

"Kurt, uh, don't freak out, but…"

"Rachael is pregnant? Oh my God," He was shocked.

Finn laughed, "No Kurt. It's nothing like that. I, uh…Oh, this is kinda weird for me."

"Finn, are you having some kind of performance problem? Not that I even want to think about what you and Rachael do in your room…."

"Ah! Kurt! Stop it!" He covered his ears.

"So…?" Kurt said while tapping his foot impatiently.

"I saw you at the hospital the other day. I was um, you know…"

"Waiting for Rachael to pick up so you could bring her back to your room?"

"Ah! Kurt!"

"Well, were you?" he asked impatiently.

"Look, Kurt. That's not the point. The point is…I really hadn't seen you up close in a long time, not since you were at glee the other day, and I noticed…Well…With everything that's happened recently…"

Kurt realized, "You know…"

"Know what?" Finn asked.

Kurt played along, "You don't know?"

"Kurt, are you pregnant?"

Kurt let out a huge sigh, "You do know."

Finn's mouth opened. "That sure was easy to get out of you. Wait. You are? Oh my god! Kurt! How…Oh! You and Blaine? Eww."

He pressed a finger to his lips, "Shhh."

"Right. The rest of the New Directions don't know, do they?"

"From what happened before? I'd say no."

"Can't they tell?" Finn said staring at Kurt's ever expanding stomach.

"Very funny, Finn. Blaine is the only one who knows, oh and Quinn and Sam too."

"Are you sure?" He asked.

"No one has said anything," He told him. "And I don't want you to say anything either."

"Does Burt know? What about mom?"

Kurt shook his head and stared at his feet.

Finn spoke the truth. "They're going to find out, you know. Very soon. And it's not going to be pretty."

Kurt could only sigh. He was delaying the inevitable.