I have started a polyvore- thing for this. The link is on my profile, please check it out.

And about the title of the chapter- it's Swedish and means "home"

Moa POV

I walked towards the choir room with Nils's hand in mine, I saw the lights were switched off in there, as I pushed the door open and walked in and switched the lights on. The others were standing there, some on their knees on the floor, some sitting and some standing behind the chairs as they started singing.

Ha den äran idag
Ha den äran idag
Ha den äran kära Ni- ils
Ha den äran idag

By the time they had stopped singing Nils's smile went from ear to ear, as I lifted him up onto my hip and held him as he clapped his hands for the eighteen in front of us.

"Jätte- jättefint."(really- really nice) I knew he knew they wouldn't understand as I translated it to the others. But Nils was refusing to speak or learn English. I couldn't blame him- this was a big change for all of us and especially for him whom only knew a couple of words in English and was more sensitive to the changes.

"Kolla här Nils. Här finns kakor och läsk och presenter till dig." (look here Nils. Here there are cookies and sodas and gifts for you) I pointed. "Jag hittade inga singoalla men om du smakar på allt här kanske du hittar något som är nästan lika gott." (I didn't find any singoalla- biscuits you can find in Swedish stores- but if you taste everything here maybe you can find something which is almost just as tasty) Nils first looked disappointed there were no singoalla but- then he shined up when I said he could taste it all, I just took enough time to translate to the others what I had just said and then lifted up Nils to sit on the piano.

Nils knew two songs on the piano- the theme music to the children in Bullerby, and a Swedish children's songs called lille katt (little cat) and he looked proudly up at Brad after playing them while we clapped our hands to him.

Maybe it was the fact that Nils didn't know English, and Brad didn't speak that made them sit there, plinking on the piano and signing with hand- shapes that was easy to guess what words they were. But they became friends. Eating cake and plinking on the piano they spoke in their own way while Nils was laughing so he almost choked and Brad smiling at his cute little laughter.

Brad POV

Nils little laughter was breaking my heart. His blonde hair, blue eyes and bubbly laughter was reminding me so much of my little Joy… my little Valerie May. A beautiful little girl who would never be older than six.

Nils unwrapped a toy car from his sister, and the whole New Directions had given about a dollar each and bought some toy- microphone. Yet he'd keep on sitting with me pressing on the piano for the rest of the hour. When he was about to leave I held up my hand to show him to wait. Then I ran to my office in the other end of the school.

I had a box there with Val's old stuff. Her mum had thrown me out of the house after the accident, and I only went back to gather things that had once belonged to Val, which- when Maura threatened to come and take the things from me- I put in a box in a shelf in my office.

There was loads of stuff in the box, a lock of her hair, a picture of us all three, a few old teddy bears- and loads of other things- I found what I was looking for. A picture book- one of those with pictures of some different things with the word typed down below.

I hesitated for a moment about giving away some of Val's old stuff- and looked to the photo of us all three- as the happy family we once had been. I smiled and knew that it was what Val had wanted. She did help people in the ways she could and there was no reason for me to just keep it. I thought as I stuffed the book in my pocket, and put the things down in the box and then walking back to the choir room.

I kneeled down in front of Nils and pulled the book out of my pocket. He took it carefully and riffled through the pages with picture of duck, spoon, dog, house and other easy words. He then looked up at me and spoke up.

"Thank you." He said slowly. His sister gasped and looked at him proudly. That was when Nils let her hold the book and took two steps forward and pulled his arms around my neck to hug me. Then he turned around and took his sister's hand and walked out of the room.

"You're welcome little guy." I said under my breath- too quiet for the others to hear. Then I stood up and walked out of the building. I walked to the old duck- pond a few K away from McKinley and looked around.

It was seven years ago I and Val had been here along with Maura, I had stopped to talk with an old friend I met and I didn't look around for a long while- until I heard Maura scream, looked around and saw Val float in the pond. I had jumped into the water and gotten her up- but it was too late. Very much too late.

That was when I had almost stopped speaking- I talked when I had to. But what was there to say? Who was there to speak to without my Valerie? I continued walking and suddenly felt myself standing outside Maura's house. As I walked up the porch steps and knocked the door.

A little girl came and opened the door, she had blonde hair, blue eyes and a toothless smile. "Valerie" Was the first thing I thought before I heard Maura's voice from the hallway.

"Beatrice- who is it?" She came out in the doorway- and as she stopped and gasped at the sight of me she was just as beautiful as she was the very first time I saw her. But as I started putting together piece to piece I suddenly realized something that made me have to grab the door not to fall.

Burt POV

I was walking upstairs to go to bed at Wednesday night, and found Lex and Carole sleeping- Carole had her arms wrapped around Lex. I sighed and smiled, these two was the most important women in my life. Sure it would have been nice if I could have gotten to sleep in my own bed but- if this is what it would take for our Lex to fall asleep without nightmares- then I could take Kurt's a night or two.

I sneaked backwards out of the room and walked down to Kurt's bedroom. On the desk stood a picture of him and Blaine. I stroke my thumb over Kurt's face in the photo and sighed. Today was exactly a month until Kurt, Blaine and Finn would arrive home for the mid- term holidays.

But I needed him now- he was more sensitive than I was- would be able to feel with Lex and help her in a way that I couldn't. Blaine's parents were as they were- and even though I actually hated the thought of getting something good from it maybe he would too be able to help Lex much more than any of us others could.

Leah POV

"Connor I need to speak to you." I made my way after Connor in the hallway as fast as I could but he only continued walking. "Connor please, you don't understand."

"What is it I don't understand?" He finally stopped and looked to me. "Homophobia- because I really do understand that." I started stuttering another explanation but he just turned around again and walked down the hall way too fast for me to catch up with him.

At glee club that afternoon Moa sat down by the piano in the audiotourium and played for us. I could hear it was her version of home by Michael Bublé- and the way she had made her own was just imaginative and fantastic if someone asked me- even though I didn't understand a word.

We clapped for Moa as she came up and sat with us others and Mr. Schue turned to all of us.

"So… who's next?" He looked really exited but no one spoke up and his excitement quickly faded. "Really guys- this week was your chance to be really creative and only one of you have done anything?" Still no one spoke up until one voice was heard.

"I have one."

Playlist
Swedish version of Happy birthday to you
Moa: Home- Michael Bublé translated to Swedish