Kurt was watching his step-brother practice football along with other people he knew and some he hated. But right now his focus was on something else, he felt strange, like he could run around the football field twice but also like he wouldn't be able to make it three feet. The cool fall wind breezed by his ever-so-perfect hair and made him shiver seeing as he didn't have one of his fashionable jackets with him. He kept thinking about what could cause him to feel energized and fatigue at the same time when he was scared by someone grabbing his shoulders and yelling "WHAT'CH YEAH DOIN'?" Kurt turned quickly and saw his boyfriend smiling behind him.

"Blaine!" Kurt sighed. "It's just you…" Kurt didn't take eyes off Blaine as he sat on the bleachers next to him.

"Yeah of course, who'd you think it was?" Blaine asked, noticing that Kurt wasn't wearing a jacket in the cold.

"Oh, I don't know, Karofsky or some other homophobic jerk from the football team." Kurt laced his words with sarcasm as he gestured to the people on the field with his hands. Another frosty gust of wind flew by and Kurt shivered more than before, taking Blaine's attention.

"What were you thinking?" Blaine asked.

"What do you mean?" Kurt asked, staring into Blaine's brown eyes.

"Coming out here without a jacket?" Blaine said returning Kurt's glance into his blue-ish green eyes.

"Oh, well I didn't think it was going to be this cold…" Kurt said honestly. Blaine sighed and started pulling off his own jacket.

"Blaine what are you…?" But before Kurt could finish his sentence, he found Blaine had placed his jacket around him. "You don't have to-" Kurt started but Blaine cut him off.

"Yes I know, but I don't want you to freeze." Blaine said sincerely as he put his arm around Kurt and pulled him closer.

"Well thank you but won't that mean you'll freeze?" Kurt asked him, cocking his head.

"Well, maybe, but I know how we can both stay warm." Blaine said, taking Kurt's hand in his own. Kurt looked from their entangled hands, and back to Blaine's face. He wasn't entirely sure what he meant by that. Blaine drew Kurt even closer and wrapped both arms around him. Kurt rested his head on Blaine's chest and they stayed like that. Blaine was very warm verses Kurt's cold body, he had been sitting in the bleachers for a while and Blaine must have just got out side. Kurt was exhausted from the worry of a new bully around the corner, homework, classwork, and glee assignments so he started to fall asleep against Blaine. After about 10 minutes he was out, 5 minutes after Kurt was officially asleep a familiar, irritating voice was ringing on a megaphone. It was Sue yelling for the Cheerios and the football team to take 5 so she could chew out coach Beaste. It didn't wake Kurt, only made him stir and snuggle closer to Blaine. Blaine looked down to his sleeping boyfriend and smiled. Kurt was just so darn cute and peaceful when he slept! That's when David Karofsky came in the stands and went to Kurt and Blaine, even though Karofsky wasn't bullying Kurt anymore, because of the Bully Whips, Blaine still wasn't fully comfortable around him. Blaine got protective of Kurt when Dave was around, when Karofsky sat down, Blaine's grip on Kurt got tighter, but not tight enough to wake him. Karofsky looked back at the two boys cuddling.

"Hey," Karofsky said, noticing Kurt was asleep. Blaine narrowed his gaze on Dave and he took that as a sign to not talk to him. David turned back around and faced the field, Finn then came up the bleachers and opened his mouth to say something but noticing his step-brother was sleeping he shut his mouth and sat next to Blaine.

"How long has he been asleep?" Finn asked Blaine looked to Finn and was about to tell him but Kurt started shaking violently, it scared Blaine because there was no wind, in fact it was pretty warm at the moment, at least compared to earlier.

"Kurt? Kurt wake up!" Blaine said shaking Kurt slightly. Kurt's eyes shot open and at the same time he let out a strained screech. "Kurt what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare or something?" Blaine asked, trying to sooth his pale boyfriend by rubbing his back. Kurt looked up into Blaine's brown eyes. Kurt looked like he was about to cry, that broke Blaine's heart.

"Sort of," Kurt replied.

"What happened in it?" Finn asked, oblivious to the fear in Kurt's eyes. Kurt was quiet for a moment then Kurt sat up straight and sighed.

"Do you really want to know?" Kurt asked. Finn just stared at Kurt.

"Yeah!" Finn said, not taking his eyes off Kurt.

"Ok, well, it was really odd…" Kurt began. "It was… it was Death…" Blaine could see a tear forming in Kurt's eye. Blaine wrapped his arm around Kurt, who was still wearing Blaine's jacket. "She, she was talking to me-" Kurt started but was cut off by Karofsky.

"She? But isn't the Grim Reaper figure a male skeleton?" Dave asked.

"Well DAVE, how can a skeleton be male if it can't have a-" Blaine started to retort when Kurt cut him off.

"YES, Blaine, thank you for your knowledge on the human body…" Kurt said rolling his eyes. "But no, this was a girl, from what I could gather, a beautiful woman. She did not wear black and she was very much alive. Yet, she told me she was Death…" Kurt said.

FLASH BACK MOMENT!...

As Kurt entered the blank white room, he noticed he was wearing a white T-shirt with a white over vest and white pants. There was a bright flash of yellow light in front of him. He looked up to see a beautiful woman with long blonde hair and bright red lipstick. She looked back at Kurt. She wore a baby blue gown with yellow clothing underneath. She had bright blue eyes, but if you stared at them long enough, you would see a sparkle of red.

"Hello Kurt Hummel." Said the woman. "Welcome." The woman gestured to the space around her.

"Umm, not to be rude, or anything, but, were am I?" Kurt asked looking around.

"Why, you're in Limbo…" She said. Kurt's blue eyes widened.

"A-am I… dead?" Kurt asked, swallowing a lump in his throat.

"No Kurt, but this is the only place I can talk to you." She told him, her voice was soft and sweet.

"Wait, how do you know my name?" Kurt asked, taking a step back.

"My dear, I am Death." She said sweetly.

"What?" Kurt said in disbelief.

"I am what you could call, the Grim Reaper." Kurt was completely shocked. Death is… beautiful? Kurt thought.

"Ok, so then why am I here?" he asked. Death just smiled.

"Well I need to tell you something. Your life is about to change," Death started to say. "The Lord, Devil, and I have all spoken of this. You are going to be gifted, but i am not allowed to tell you just what. Once you wake, it will begin." And with that she blew golden dust on him, which made him sneeze and cough. She then took a sharp knife out of her gown pocket and it grew in her hand and turned to a great object, The Reaper's Scythe… she held it up and swung it at Kurt's neck, that's when his eyes shot open…

Everyone just stared at Kurt, which didn't help calm Kurt's nerves at all.

"It would really be great if everyone would NOT look at me as if I'm about to die!" Kurt stated.

"Sorry Kurt, it's just… dreams like that mean something…" Blaine said hugging Kurt a little tighter. Kurt looked up at Blaine's face with a worried expression.

"HEY NUM NUTS! GET YOUR SORRY BUTTS DOWN HERE NOW!" Sue's voice boomed over the megaphone. Finn and Karofsky looked at each other, and then went in a mad dash down to the field. The feeling of nausea struck Kurt hard out of nowhere. Kurt doubled over, holding his stomach.

"Kurt! Are you ok?" Blaine asked, unsure what to do.

"Yeah… I just… I feel like I'm going to be sick." Kurt said squeezing is eyes shut. Blaine started rubbing soothing circles on Kurt's back. Blaine wasn't really sure why Kurt felt nauseas, but he knew that he couldn't do much about it. All of a sudden, Kurt stood up quickly, making Blaine's jacket fall on the seat. Kurt covered his mouth with his hand and started to run down the Bleacher steps when halfway down, the contents of Kurt's stomach flew past his hand and hit the ground. Blaine saw this and ran down to Kurt.

"Kurt, come on. I'll drive you home." Blaine said as Kurt once again threw up on the ground. They walked to Blaine's car and drove to Kurt's house. Kurt fell asleep again in the car, he regretted closing his eyes as soon as he saw the pure white room.