A/N: Thank you for all your reviews. They are lovely. Also, I'm so excited for the superbowl episode. I'm impatiently waiting for it to come online.

I am incredibly lazy and haven't read over this chapter. Please let me know if there's anything weird or inconsistencies.

The day had come. Kurt had to go. He had tried calling the school and asking for a few days off, but they refused. Zero tolerance for any absence without a medical certificate. He hated having to leave her alone. She still hadn't spoken. When he told her he had to go two days ago she had just nodded. School started at McKinley two days after. Kurt didn't even know if she was planning on showing up. She was a different person again. When her dads died she was upset, cried a lot, only spoke when she had to. Now, she didn't speak at all, and he hadn't seen her cry at all. She just nodded and shook her head, mostly nodded, like she didn't care anymore. To be honest he was afraid to leave her alone. But he had to, and she didn't protest, which was what scared him the most. Kurt put the last of his bags into the back of his car, the ones he had kept at Rachel's. "I'll be up every weekend." Kurt said, she nodded "If you want to talk or anything call or text me. Anytime. I'll answer." She nodded. Kurt hugged her, "Don't do anything stupid. Please." he said while hugging her. He could feel his shoulder getting wet. Kurt could feel her moving with her silent sobs. He held her for a few minutes, until her sobs faded away, he pulled out of the hug and kissed her forehead. She looked up at him, the first time she'd made eye contact in days, it made his heart sink. He turned and sat in the drivers side of his car and wound down the window, Rachel leant on the the window sill. Kurt looked at her as he started the car. "I'll miss you." He said.

"Kurt." Rachel said. He spun his head. She was speaking.

"Yes?"

"Thank you. So much."

"Any time." He replied, as he turned towards the front of the car.

"And Kurt?" Kurt turned back to her.

"Yes?"

"I love you." Rachel said, looking him right in the eyes.

"I love you too, Rachel."

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye." Kurt said and he drove out of the driveway, Rachel watched the car go out of sight then headed inside. It was the first time she'd been alone in the house since Kurt turned up on New Years.

Being alone only lasted three hours, in that time Rachel slept. She didn't know what else to do. She was woken when she heard the doorbell. She slowly made her way downstairs and looked through the peephole and saw Puck standing there. She opened the door and looked at him. "Can I come in?" He asked, she stood to the side and let him walk through the door, he had a paper bag from McDonald's in his hand. "I heard Kurt's gone. I thought you might need some company." he said as Rachel locked the door behind him. "I bought McDonald's." He held up the bag as she turned to face him. "I remember Finn said you'd always get a salad, so I got you one. Hope that's alright." Rachel nodded. "Still not talking, I see. Do you want to eat?" Puck asked. She nodded and sat down at the table, Puck followed suit. They silently ate for a few minutes, Rachel turned the TV on to make it a little less awkward, some daytime drama was on, one of those shows where everyone is cheating on everyone and someone is always dying. They watched for a few minutes until Puck picked up the remote and turned it off. "Rachel, I have to say, I'm really sorry about your miscarriage, about everything that's happened to you." Puck said, Rachel kept her eyes on her food. "Finn's sorry too. He really is. He was pretty upset that night at the hospital, you know, when he left the room? He was outside almost in tears. He feels so bad about everything he did, he's really sorry. I think the miscarriage really upset him. I just thought you should know."

"If he feels so bad why didn't he come here himself?" Rachel said, still looking at her food.

"I don't know. I haven't been able to get in contact with him. He's not answering his phone or anything. I went to his house and his mom said he wasn't coming out of his room. He obviously still cares about you. And I know you care about him."

"I don't care about him."

"Don't lie, Rachel."

"Noah, I have bigger things to worry about. My world doesn't revolve around Finn anymore."

"But his world revolves around you." Puck said. There was silence for a minute.

"It was nice of you to come over, Noah, but I think I need to be alone for a while." Rachel said, looking up.

"Are you sure?" Puck asked.

"Yes, thanks for coming. I just want to be alone for a while. I'm sick of people feeling they need to babysit me."

"If you say so." Puck said as he got up to leave. "If you want some company just call." Rachel watched him leave through the front door. As soon as the door shut behind him Rachel bursted into tears. She was sick of crying, but she couldn't stop. She walked up the stairs slowly and went to the doorway of her dads' room. The last people in that room were her dads. She put her hand on the doorway and stood there for a minute, her heart pounding. She felt that opening the door would be an ending to something. She took a deep breath before slowly turning the handle and stepping into the room. Her fathers scent filled her nostrils. She slowly walked further into the room and looked around, the tears still streaming down her face. She walked into the walk in wardrobe, and spun slowly, looking at all her fathers clothes. She took one of the shirts off the hanger and put it on over her singlet top. Their scent was strong in this room. Rachel laid on the soft carpet and cried into the shirt.

"Rachel! Rach!" Rachel woke to hear her name being called frantically. It took her a moment to realize she had gone to sleep. She got up quickly and walked to the doorway of her parents room, she saw a very worried looking Finn running up the stairs, he saw her standing there, confused. "Rachel! Thank God you're okay!" He said as he ran up to her and hugged her briefly.

"How'd you get into my house?" Rachel asked.

"Kurt left a set of keys at our house. I came to your door and rang the doorbell, but no one answered, I rang it so many times, and I called and...I was so worried...I thought-"

"Why'd you come?" Rachel cut him off, she didn't want to hear what he thought.

"To...visit...to see how you are." Finn said as he noticed she was wearing one of her fathers button down shirts over her singlet and jeans. Rachel quickly took it off and threw it onto the bed before she stepped out of the room and shut the door behind her. Rachel started to walk down the hallway, making a point to not face him. "Look, I feel terrible, Rachel. About everything, Santana and lying to you and for not forgiving you when you were honest with me and breaking up with you and sleeping with you then casting you aside. I shouldn't have. I'm sorry." Rachel stopped walking, but said nothing. Finn came up closer behind her "The other night...in the hospital...when Kurt said that you had miscarried, I had to leave, I'm sorry I did, it just...affected me. Like, that baby was half me, you know? And it died and it felt like...I don't know. I can't explain it." Rachel spun around quickly, she looked angry, Finn stepped back.

"That feeling. You don't think I had it too? I needed you Finn! I needed someone who understood! After the whole Quinn thing I thought you'd be more understanding than that. It was my baby too and the fact that I wasn't looking after myself properly is probably what killed it! I killed our relationship, I killed my dads and I killed our baby." Tears were streaming down her face, "Even with Kurt here, I've felt so alone. Especially after the miscarriage. Now I actually am alone." Rachel slid down the wall and pulled her knees into her chest. Finn sat down next to her and put his arm around her.

"It's not your fault, Rachel. None of it."

"Then why does it feel like it is?"

Oooohh...Button.