AN: Happy to say this is a definite AU but well, I still want to post it. Hopefully with last night's phone call I can start writing happy Klaine again. Inspried by lyrics from "Cradle" by Atomic Kitten
It was a grey winter day, and the wind bit through even the heavy wool jacket that he was wearing as he crossed the frozen ground of the cemetery. He knew where he was going, had seen the small crowd gathered around the site an hour before, though he hadn't been able to bring himself to join them. His grief was to raw and his guilt too close to the surface to join the others in their mourning.
Reaching the fresh mound, Kurt lay the single red rose that he carried on top of the dirt. He let his eyes trail from the rose to the temporary marker that bore the name and years of birth. Seeing his ex-boyfriend's name caused the tears he had been fighting to well up in his eyes, blurring the words. As the tears finally started rolling down his cheeks, he could feel their warmth quickly stolen by the chill of the wind.
He felt a hand come to rest on his shoulder and he looked back to find his stepbrother standing there.
"How did you know I would be here?" Kurt asked, not bothering to hide the tears he was crying. It wasn't the first time he had cried in front of Finn and he doubted it would be the last. He hadn't told anyone he was coming home for the funeral.
"When you weren't here for the ceremony I knew you would show up eventually so I waited. Thought you could use some support." Finn told him, slipping his hand to the other shoulder and pulling his stepbrother closer to him.
"You know I got a flower delivery the day after you called me about the accident. They were from Blaine. The card said - 'All I'm waiting for is for you to say you still care. I'll always love you'. He must have sent them before the car accident."
Finn swallowed the lump in his own throat, not knowing what to say.
"I should have forgave him. If I had maybe this . . ."
As Kurt's words trailed off in tears, Finn pulled his stepbrother into a tight hug. "This wasn't your fault," Finn told him softly, wondering if in his grief Kurt would ever be able to believe that.