Kurt goes back to fashion school and two years later, finishes at Parsons, he went back to Jeff, three months after that night and things had been going great. He was in therapy, and he was starting to slowly come to terms with everything that happened in his life. He realized he had a lot of residual anger from his mom dying and from high school and he realized that while he loved David, he owed it to himself to get better and to find true happiness, and not rely on any man to fill that void.

And Jeff was so understanding, he always reminded Kurt about appointments and would even walk him to some. Kurt loved that Jeff was so sweet and caring and he found himself visualizing a future with him, but Dave was never far from his mind. He had made sure that they he called Dave at least once a month and in the four years they had been apart, he had seen him at least ten times. Each time, Dave was dating someone new and different and each time it got a little bit easier for Kurt to handle. Dave really was making an effort to move on, and Kurt had to do the same.

At his graduation, Rachel, Brody, Jeff, and Dave showed up. He was so happy to see everyone he loved there and he congratulated a now engaged Rachel. She begged him and Jeff to take her old loft apartment and two months later, they were moving into their new apartment together.

Kurt was hired two weeks later as a costume designer for a new Broadway show and his life was going well. And three weeks later, Adam proposed to him at Rockefeller center near the ice rink. It reminded Kurt of Dave a lot, but he refused to think about another man on the night he was getting engaged.

He planned a huge engagement party and invited all of his friends and family, and Dave. Dave never showed up. Kurt was sad, but figured Dave would not feel comfortable going to his engagement party to another man, because it wasn't to him.

That night after everyone left, Rachel called him in a panic. Dave was in the hospital. He was not doing well at all, and the doctors thought he might be dying. And that right there was the moment when Kurt's world stopped. He didn't stop to think or tell Jeff what was going on. He was throwing on clothes and finding out the information and he was taking public transportation to Brooklyn.

He got there just as Rachel and Brody arrived and Kurt asked Rachel how she heard. Dave's parents called her, because they knew she was his best friend and she had to call Kurt. Kurt sank into the nearest seat in the emergency room and begged God to let him see his friend live. He couldn't lose him, he really did love him and he couldn't stand the thought of Dave dying without Kurt telling him that.

The nurse came out and said that Dave was stable and he could have visitors, but only one at a time. Rachel shooed him in the room and he sat down beside the bed. Dave looked awful hooked up to a breathing machine and so pale.

The nurse informed them that he was sedated and would be out for at least the next four hours. Dave had somehow managed to contract Scarlet Fever, by letting a very bad case of Strep Throat go untreated. His roommate Lily, the little mousy haired girl from the library, called the ambulance when he had collapsed at home.

He just wanted to cry seeing Dave like that, not knowing if he'd make it through the night, because the doctor wasn't sure if he would respond to the antibiotics or if he was too far gone already. He wasn't even breathing on his own and was hooked up to a respirator.

"What the fuck were you thinking, David?"

Kurt took his hand and rubbed it,

"You cannot fucking do that ever again. You will always go see a doctor. I don't care if you think it's just a fucking cold, because I will not have you dying from a disease that was from the 1800s. You are going to be like Gilbert Blythe from Anne of Green Gables and I'll be Anne. I will nurse you back to health if it means that you will live, okay? We can take walks in Central Park and you can pick on me and tease me and call me names like the old days and I won't get mad at stomp off, okay, maybe I will, but you'll follow after me and we'll make up and I cannot lose you, so you don't dare fucking die on me, okay?"

Kurt was sobbing into Dave's hand and he couldn't stop himself. He just wanted this pain in his heart to go away, he didn't want to think about Dave dying or not being able to see him and talk to him and then he thought of all the time he wasted being mad at Dave and pushing him away and not talking to him and telling him to go be happy with other people and in that moment Kurt knew that he would never be out of love with Dave and it's why his heart hurt so fucking much.

He went to find Rachel then and she went in to visit him. Brody followed a bit later and then Rachel and Brody decided to head home.

Rachel hugged Kurt, "We can walk you back to your apartment if you'd like."

"No. I'm staying here. I don't want to leave him like this."

"Yeah, but what about Jeff?"

Kurt flushed bright red. He had completely fucking forgot about his fiancée. He reached for his phone then and saw 14 missed messages and calls. He felt really guilty then.

He called Jeff, who practically screamed at him.

"Where the fuck are you?"

"I'm at the hospital. Sorry, I took off like that. It's just that Dave was admitted tonight and he's not doing very well. I had to get down in here in case I needed to say goodbye." Kurt knew his voice cracked at that, but he didn't care. He wasn't going to pretend to not be sad about Dave's situation.

Jeff lowered his voice, "You should've just told me. I would've come with you."

"It's fine, Rachel and Brody are here with me and we're going to stay the night, just in case."

"Do you want me to come and sit with you?"

"No, it's fine, honey, honestly. Just stay there. I know you have a huge day of work tomorrow."

Jeff sighed, "Okay, well if you're sure. I'll say a quick prayer for him tonight.

"Thanks. I know he'll appreciate that."

Kurt sat down and saw Rachel staring at him.

"What?"

"You forgot about your own fiancée?"

"No I didn't."
"You totally did, Kurt. What the hell happened in the room?"

"Nothing happened. I was just sad about Dave."

"Don't lie to me, Kurt."

"Fine, I'm still in love with him, and when I thought he might die, I panicked, okay?"

"It's about time you admitted it."

"It doesn't matter though, Rachel. I'm engaged to another man I'm also in love with and I'm going to marry him."

"Okay."

"Really?"

"I'm not saying anything, Kurt. You marry who you want to marry, all I know is that you were so torn up about Dave almost dying you didn't even fucking think to tell your fiancée, the supposed love of your life, where you were going and you really think in the end, Jeff is who you'll end up with?"

"You don't have any idea about Jeff and I's relationship."

"You're right, I don't, but I do know what you and Dave had and it's something special."

Kurt just huffed and folded his arms. This was so not the time for this conversation.

Then the nurse was running out of Dave's room and doctors were everywhere and Kurt's heart dropped. Dave died, Dave's dying right now and he's not there to say goodbye, and he'll die never knowing how much Kurt loved him.

He refused to leave. Rachel and Brody stayed and they waited for forty five minutes to hear anything from anyone, and then the doctor was in the waiting room with them with Rachel handing the phone to the doctor to talk to Dave's parents.

He had contracted meningitis and a string of pneumonia as well as the Scarlet Fever. Things were not looking good.

Kurt refused to accept that.

"No. NO. Dave is not going to die and you will do everything in your power to make sure he gets the medical help he needs. My father is a congressman from Ohio and has been for the last 8 years, so you better fucking get back in there and take care of him."

The doctor flinched at Kurt's tirade; Rachel tried to calm him down,

"Kurt, just let the doctors do their job."

"What job? They are basically giving up on the man I love, your best friend I might add, and you want me to just let them? Because that shit will not fly."

The doctor put his hand on Kurt's shoulder,

"Son, I know that you love him and I promise we are doing everything we can, but this is a very advanced case, and we need to make sure he has the proper people here if the time comes. We are not giving up on him, he is currently being treated with the highest strength antibiotics we have."

Kurt walked around the hospital for six hours trying to wish Dave better and the news came, he had slipped into a coma and his brain was swelling.

And Kurt did something he never did. He went to the chapel. He didn't pray but he did sit there, he watched other people pray and light candles and when Rachel and Brody came in, he told Rachel to light one for him.

He sat there for at least an hour just wondering why Dave wouldn't get better, why he wasn't fighting more. He knew he could fight, hell, he experience that fight almost every time they were together.

Rachel tried to comfort him and Kurt brushed her off,

"I am this close to praying to a god I don't believe in to spare David's life and the last thing I need is to be comforted and told it's going to be alright, because you do not know that, and I don't want someone feeling bad for me, when it's Dave who needs it. Just pray for him. I'll be fine."

He begged the doctors to let him see Dave to talk to him, anything to get him out of the coma.

The doctors finally reluctantly agreed and Kurt went in.

He sat down beside Dave's bed and he looked even worse. He refused to back down though.

He yelled at Dave, he told him all the things about him that he couldn't stand and then begged Dave to wake up and fight back, to tell him how he was being a bitch and a pain in his ass and that he couldn't stand him.

Dave didn't respond, but Kurt remained undeterred. It was nearing the third day of Dave's coma and his parents were flying in and deciding on whether or not to let Dave keep fighting. He hadn't gone home once. He got a break from work and he told Jeff he had to be there for his friend. Jeff brought him clothing and food every day. Kurt refused to leave Dave's side.

He pleaded with Dave's parents to let him fight, to just give him a chance and they agreed. They looked into longer term care for Dave if he didn't wake up in the next few days. The fifth day came and Kurt was napping by Dave's bed.

The door opened and in walked a very handsome and tall blonde haired man. Kurt blinked and realized it was Sebastian Smythe, as in his former nemesis from high school.

"Gay face? What are you doing here?"

"I could say the same for you, meerkat."

"I'm here to see my boyfriend."

Kurt's heart dropped at that,
"Boyfriend?"

"Yeah, Dave and I have been dating for the last four months. Wait a minute, I knew you were in New York, but I had no idea you and Dave even talked."

"We've been best friends now for about four years, and I had no idea you two were dating."

"I guess then you really aren't as close as you think you are."

"Well, I have been the one here by his beside every day for five days. Where were you? Off flirting with twinks?"

"I was away on business. I was in Jordan trying to secure a business deal. I found out two days ago and this was the first flight I could get!"

"Right."
"Don't give me that, Kurt. I am here, because I am worried about him and because he is my boyfriend."

"Great, and I'm his best friend and I'm not leaving his side."

"Well, we see about that when he wakes up."

"Fine. We will see about that."

Sebastian took the chair on the other side of the bed and reached for David's hand.

"Hey honey, I'm finally here, now you can begin to get better. I know you were waiting for me."

Kurt scoffed at that and rolled his eyes,

"Don't listen to him, Dave. He's so full of shit; I'm surprised the room doesn't stink."

The nurse came in and told them only one visitor at a time and Sebastian pulled rank by claiming he was the boyfriend and Kurt found himself kicked out.

He was pissed and hurt, and so he went home for the first time in almost a week.

He took a shower, took a nap, and was just getting something to eat when Jeff walked into the kitchen.

"Hey, you're home! So what's the plan for tonight?"

Kurt shrugged, "I don't know, I'll head back to the hospital in a few hours, probably."

"Oh. You're going back?"

"Yeah. The only reason I'm here now is because stupid fucking Sebastian Smythe got me kicked out of Dave's room, because his 'boyfriend' or whatever. But that was news to me, so I have to question how close they really were."

"So you only came home because you got kicked out?"

Kurt knew Jeff was trying to hint at something, but at that point, he was too tired to figure it out,

"Why else would I come home?"

"I don't know, maybe because it's my fucking birthday today, and you promised me two weeks ago a huge surprise. Never mind, Dave is clearly more important even though his boyfriend is there now to take care of him; he also needs my fiancée as well."

Kurt shut his eyes and groaned, "Fuck. I'm sorry, Jeff. You're right and we can still make your surprise."

Jeff just shrugged his shoulders, "I'm not sure that I'm even the mood to hang out with you tonight."

"Come on, Jeff; let me make it up to you."

"Fine, but no phones tonight and no talking about Dave and his boyfriend."

"Deal."

Kurt slipped his phone in his pocket anyway, because he didn't want to left out if something happened to Dave.

They were just finishing their dessert when he felt his phone buzz. He knew Jeff would be pissed, but he couldn't help himself, he checked the message quickly. Dave was awake. He convinced a clearly pissed off Jeff to go with him to the hospital. He was so excited; he couldn't help but bounce a little as he walked toward the hospital.

Jeff stopped him before they entered, "I'm glad that Dave woke up. I hope you'll be very happy with him."

Kurt felt like a stone had just been dropped on his heart.

"What?"

"I'm not going to do this anymore, Kurt. This is enough for me. I've given you over three years of my life and I'm not going to anymore. You will never be able to give me all of you and that's the only thing I have ever wanted. I don't want to share you with Dave anymore. Just, be happy with Dave, and quit trying to go after other guys, because it's not what either of you want. I hate that I'm the one telling you this, but both of you are stubborn assholes and I'm frankly tired of this roller coaster ride, we've all been one for the last four years. Just go be with Dave, Sebastian doesn't stand a chance against you and you know it. "

"You can't just walk away, Jeff." Kurt's heart was breaking into a million pieces.

"You don't get it, Kurt. I have too. If I don't do this now, I will marry you and then when you realize how much you love him and want him, it will hurt too fucking much and I will hate 1,000 times more than I do in this moment."

"You don't know that, you don't know that I would walk away from you."

"Yes I do, Kurt. You've been doing it since we started. You give me 85 percent of your attention and there is always fifteen percent that's never there. That's every day, Kurt. And the days when you talk to Dave or he does something to make you mad, he gets 100 percent. You have never given me 100 percent, ever, even though I have begged you for it. You will walk away one day and decide that Dave is the man of your dreams, and I'm not going to stick around for that."

Kurt knows he's right too and he feels guilty and sad and so heartbroken. He can't do anything right, he always fucks up relationships. He just doesn't want to do that anymore. He hugs Jeff goodbye and fucking hates the feeling of relief and sadness that mixes together in his heart.

And then he's in Dave's room and Dave smiles at him and his heart hurts more. Dave tells him he remembers hearing Sebastian's voice and that hurts a lot. Of course, Dave would respond to his boyfriend over Kurt. He just wants to get out of there and go home and become a hermit.

Dave tells him how he and Sebastian met at a Cartel concert and they hit it off and they found themselves making out in the back of cab and they've been going strong ever since. He's really happy and he's so happy to see Kurt. He tells him Rachel had been by an hour earlier and told him all about Jeff's proposal and how happy Kurt was, and he was so glad they were both happy.

Kurt can't make Dave feel bad after how close he came to dying, so he just smiles and nods and wishes Dave a fast recovery. He doesn't tell him that Jeff broke up with him, because Kurt's still in love with Dave, or that he spent five days at his bedside talking to him and having one sided fights with him, and he doesn't tell him how many nights he cried himself to sleep, hoping and wishing and sometimes even praying to a god he didn't believe in, that he'd wake up and Kurt could tell him everything in his heart, but it was too late. Dave was with Sebastian and it was Sebastian who had brought him out of a coma. He couldn't fucking compete with that.