Title: And Then He Came

Summary: Kurt's life keeps spiraling out of control. Not knowing what to do suicide becomes a temptation he just might give into, unless someone can find a way to get through to him.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Glee characters. I just like to mess with their minds. Hee hee

Author's Note:

Ch.3

Finn had flown directly to New York and arrived at Kurt's flat an hour ago. He'd picked Kurt up from the couch and moved him to the bed. Apparently, he hadn't moved or said anything else since Rachel had moved him there. Rachel had been busy while Kurt was in his condition. She had packed up Ryan's things and had Brody deliver them. Then she trashed the bedding and pulled out a set Kurt and she had bought six months ago during their now traditional girl's day. Kurt wasn't a girl, but he had no issue referring to their time together as girly. All the new bedding had still been in the store bags. Ryan hadn't like them so Kurt had simply packed them away. Rachel figured now was as good a time as any to put more touches of Kurt around the apartment. She just didn't know how to handle Kurt in such a broken state so she did what she could to make him feel better when he came out of whatever kind of trance he'd been in. Instead of coming to and talking to her, he'd fallen to sleep and had remained that way until just now. As Finn laid there in bed, trying to console the smaller man, he was filled with anger at Ryan and sorrow for Kurt. Finn sat up and pulled Kurt into his lap so he could fully hold him. He started to rock back and forth in a comforting motion. Kurt's sobs slowed to tiny hiccups. He then buried his face against Finn's neck and clutched Finn's shirt so tightly his fingers whitened. It felt so right holding Kurt and under different circumstances it would be a dream come true. Finn wondered if he could get Kurt to say something, "Kurt... dude, you wanna talk about what happened?"

Kurt slowly looked up at him with beautiful, ever-changing, blue eyes that were filled with tears. It took all Finn's will power not to kiss those wide pink lips. He knew it would only cause Kurt more confusion. The only thing that was preventing a hard-on was the pain and shame that seemed to radiate from Kurt.

Kurt wanted to tell Finn, he just didn't know where to start so he just stared at him for the longest time with tears tracking silently down his cheeks. The silence was broken only when Finn cupped Kurt's cheeks and wiped the tears with his thumbs...well tried to wipe. His clumsy ways came back to haunt him when he practically poked Kurt in the eyes.

"Oh dude! I'm so sorry are you ok"

After the initial shock Kurt let out a little giggle. Of course, Finn would stab his eye during a time like this. Blindness aside it just made everything seem all right. Like old times. Not that Kurt had ever sat in Finn's lap before. Wait...why was he sitting in Finn's lap.

Finn had a huge grin on his face. "Dude! You giggled, awesome."

"I so did not. It was a manly chuckle", Kurt said while his face burned with embarrassment.

Nodding his head Finn argued, "you so did too!"

Wanting to change the subject he asked the only thing that came to mind, "Finn...why am I in your lap?"

Now Finn was the one blushing, "Uh...I not sure it just seemed like the thing to do. You know me, act first think later. But hey, it worked you're talking to me now and no more tears! Does that mean you're feeling any better?"

"Actually yes. I feel a lot better. Thank you for being here. But why? Did Rachel call you?"

"She said you asked for me. Don't you remember?"

As Kurt thought back he realized there wasn't much that he did remember, then it came to him... Through all the grief Kurt could remember thinking Finn's name over and over again like a talisman. The thought of him is what kept the old thoughts of killing himself at bay. Ryan may have saved Kurt a year ago, but just the mere thought of Finn made Kurt want to live. It was that connection that they've always had. Looking back, it was almost like he could feel Finn willing him to come back. Kurt now had to find a way of telling Finn this without scaring him off like he did in high school.

"I do remember asking for you now." Kurt looked down at his hands as he said the next part, willing Finn to understand. "It... umm...it was thoughts of you that kept me from the edge." Minutes passed feeling like hours before Kurt got a response.

"Kurt, dude..."

Kurt felt his lips curve up slightly at that word. No matter how many times he told Finn not to call him 'dude' Finn could never seem to remember.

Finn pressed under Kurt's chin to lift his head up. Looking him directly in the eyes he whispered, "I'm so glad that they did, because I don't know how to live in a world without you." Leaning forward he placed a kiss on Kurt's forehead. He could feel the smaller boy gasp and saw his pupils widen. Not wanting to go down that road just yet Finn decided to distract Kurt. "So, are you hungry? I could order some pizza?"

Kurt quietly asked, "will we have to move? Because honestly, I don't know if my legs can hold me yet. I feel really weak. Isn't that weird? It's like Ryan took my strength with him. Oh God I sound pathetic, what kind of man reacts to a breakup like this?"

Finn could seem the shame start to come back and refused to let that happen. "The kind of man that is loving, and good and pure!"

"Finn, I am not pure. You know that. People that try to commit suicide are not pure."

"That's where you're wrong it was your purity that caused the shit that you were going through to be too much."

"Then I don't want to be pure." Tears were beginning to fill Kurt's eyes once more.

"Your love and pure heart were mistreated. You don't need to get rid of it, you need to protect it. I'll do that if you let me. You're my best friend and I want to help you if you'll let me. Will you let me?"

"How will that work? You live in Ohio and I live here. You can't be with me all the time."

"I have something in mind that will fix that, but for now you just think about the fact that you have two weeks of my undivided attention. More if you need it."

"You did that for me?" At Finn's nod Kurt snuggled deeper into the larger man's arms, accepting the strength they provided. "A large vegetarian sounds nice." At Finn's blank look Kurt added, "pizza Finn. That's the kind I want."

"Oh, right. Coming right up." He then proceeded to carry Kurt bridal style into the kitchen.

Throwing his arms around Finn's neck Kurt screeched, "what are you doing!"

"Duh, dude. You just said that you couldn't walk and I didn't want to leave you by yourself on the bed so this was the obvious thing to do." He sat Kurt on the counter, kissing his forehead again before going to the phone book next to the landline.

While Finn placed their order, Kurt tried to figure out what was up with all the kissing and touching. I mean yeah Finn was all for giving hugs...he did give the best ones Kurt had ever received, but still this was more than he thought Finn would ever be comfortable with.

His thoughts were interrupted when Finn said, "I'm going to call home to let everyone know you're okay."

"Everyone knows?"

"Not everyone, but I was at work with Mr. Shue when Rachel called me and so he knows, plus he's covering for me while I'm here. And of course, I had to tell mom and Burt. They would have freaked finding out later...you know they would have. Puck is the only other person that knows. He was home when I packed and explained things to the parentals. The only way I convinced Burt to stay home was by promising an update ASAP."

"Oh God, I bet they all think I'm nuts!"

"They do not. They love you and know how much you love Ryan. It's natural to grieve something like this. You told me that, remember all the times you helped me through a breakup. Talk about drama. I should have been a woman for all the fits I threw, but you stuck by me and I'll stick by you. That's what family who loves each other does."

Kurt saw a flash of something in Finn's eyes at that last part, but didn't know what to make of it. Seems there are a few mysteries attached to Finn's behavior. "Okay, call home, although I'm not ready to talk yet."

Finn agreed and by time the calls were finished the pizza had arrived. They ate while watching a ball game. Finn had said they could watch something else, but like Finn; the game felt like home.