Kurt awoke to their bed filled with some of the people from Glee. Mercedes and Rachel on either side of him, Santana with her arms wrapped around Brittany in the foot-end of the bed, Puck besides Lauren on the floor on one side, with Finn alone on the other side.
He got up slowly, so he wouldn't wake the others, and made his way to the bathroom. Finishing up, he walked into the living room/kitchen. On the couches were Burt, Carole and Artie. He looked in the door to the guestroom, where he found Quinn, Sam, Mike and Tina.
Smiling at the sight of all his closest friends and family, he went to the kitchen again, trying to figure out what to serve them all.
Looking in the closet, he found out they were out of coffee, silently chastising Blaine for forgetting to by more the day before, smiling as he shook his head.

And then the events of the last day came rushing back to him.
He screamed.

Burt's POV

He woke to the high-pitched, horrified, agonized scream of his son. Feeling disoriented for only a moment, he was quick to leap to his feet, storming over to his son, holding him tight. Carole was just a moment after, holding them both, tears streaming down her face.
The others had heard him too, and came storming in, everyone but Finn stopping as they saw the utterly heart wrenching scene in front of them, their friend surrounded by his parents and brother.
They all turned to each other, holding one another tight, fresh tears streaming down their faces, still salty from the tears of the day before.
Burt’s heart ached for his son, and he knew his pain all too well; his own wife had died in the same way. For his son to lose his husband-to-be in the exact same way was too much. What had he ever done to deserve it?
Taking a deep, shuddering breath, he turned his face upwards. The ghost of a smile graced his lips as he envisioned Kurt’s mother and Blaine meeting for the first time, the former welcoming the latter in a hug of comfort.
“He’s safe”, Burt whispered.

Finn’s POV

Finn had also woken to his brother’s scream. Jumping up from the floor, he ran into the kitchen/living room and didn’t hesitate in joining his family on the floor, holding the other three in his arms.
Years back, he had won a brother in Kurt, and then in Blaine as well. Just a few more days and Finn would’ve started calling Blaine his brother. He was looking forward to that day. However, it did not happen.
Finn’s heart ached for his brother.

Carole’s POV

Carole knew how painful it was, just as much as her husband did. Her first husband, Finn’s father, died when Finn was young, whilst serving in the Middle East. That pain was also one of the many reasons as to why she and Burt connected so well; they had both lost their spouses to accidents, both when their children were young as well.
She would never want this pain on her worst enemy, and now that it happened to her second son, she was at a loss. Knowing she couldn’t do or say anything to make it better or easier was not easy. She could only hope Kurt would be healed by time, just as she and Burt was.

Rachel’s POV

She watched her husband, brother-in-law and parents-in-law as they sat together in a heap on the floor. She felt so helpless.
Deciding to give them some privacy, she quietly ushered everyone into the backyard, where the couples sat down; holding each other.
She couldn’t sit still, she needed to do something. In true Rachel-fashion, she wanted to sing something; but what?
Was there a song fitting for this?
She looked at Mercedes, and through the tears, she could see the other diva was thinking along her lines.
Inclining her head slightly, she hinted at Mercedes to come with her from the rest of the group.

Mercedes’ POV

She was devastated, there was no other way to describe how she felt losing Blaine. If she felt like that, how then was it for Kurt? Mercedes was “just” best friends with Blaine, but how Kurt must feel was an entirely different thing. Her poor boo.
Her heart shattered completely upon seeing Kurt and his family on the floor, tears staining all of their faces once more.
She thought it a good idea that Rachel got them into the backyard, to give the family the quiet they needed. She also thought that singing to Kurt, to show him they would be there for him, no matter what, was a good idea. She hoped he knew they would either way, but it wouldn’t hurt to reaffirm that message.
“What do you think we should sing for him?”
“I’m not sure Mercedes. Do you have any ideas?”
“Well, I heard Bridge Over Troubled Water in the car on the way over yesterday, before I knew of this… But I sang it to him when his father was in coma, so I’m not really sure…”
“How about…” Rachel did a quick thinking of the songs she knew of, “You Are Loved?”
“You mean the one by Josh Groban?”
“Yes, that one”
“Okay. But who should sing it?”
“I think… Sam and Artie. At least as far as vocal range go.”
“Then let’s do this, for Kurt”
Mercedes went over to Sam as Rachel went to Artie, asking them to sing it. Unsurprisingly, they too found it to be a good idea.

Kurt’s POV

Kurt didn’t register much. He only knew that Blaine was gone, and that he was surrounded by his parents and brother.
“Uhm, Kurt?” he heard Mercedes say softly, not wanting to disturb them. He looked up, and saw them all stand there, barely inside the door. He couldn’t manage to say something, so instead he slightly inclined his head, to show he was listening.
“We would like to sing something to you,” Rachel continued, in a soft voice.
Looking to Sam and Artie, they began singing; Sam starting.

Don't give up
It's just the weight of the world
When your heart's heavy
I...I will lift it for you

Artie took over, he and Sam singing ever second verse, with the others joining them at the refrain

Don't give up
Because you want to be heard
If silence keeps you
I...I will break it for you

Everybody wants to be understood
Well I can hear you
Everybody wants to be loved
Don't give up
Because you are loved

Don't give up
It's just the hurt that you hide
When you're lost inside
I...I will be there to find you

Don't give up
Because you want to burn bright
If darkness blinds you
I...I will shine to guide you

Everybody wants to be understood
Well I can hear you
Everybody wants to be loved
Don't give up
Because you are loved

You are loved
Don't give up
It's just the weight of the world
Don't give up
Every one needs to be heard
You are loved

The song ended, and Kurt didn’t know how to feel. Grateful was the only thing he was certain off. He could see how moved they all were by the song and its powerful meaning. And he knew that now, more than ever, that he had their support.
But would it be enough?
“Thank you,” he whispered.