“The ambulance.” Kurt whispered. “Blaine was with Rachel. Where is Rachel?” he continued looking over to Blaine his eyes wide.
“Oh Kurt” Blaine said as more tears fell down his cheeks, and Kurt heard the second set of beeps speed up in rapid pace. Blaine’s breathing started to speed up. Kurt looked on in horror as Blaine’s face lost all color and his eyes widened. Dr. Mason quickly switched his attention from Kurt to Blaine.
“Blaine, just calm down. Its ok. Blaine listen to me and just breath.” Dr. Mason continued to encourage Blaine, but it wasn’t helping. Blaine’s chest heaved as he strived for air that wasn’t coming. Kurt continued to watch as Dr. Mason and the blonde nurse tend to Blaine it wasn’t until something was injected into Blaine’s IV port that his breathing returned to normal and the beeping of his heart monitor lined up again with Kurt’s. Blaine eyes shut slowly and he slumped back against the bed.
Kurt’s eyes had welled up with tears. He was so confused the last thing he remembered was running for the ambulance while Blaine performed CPR on Rachel. Kurt’s head spun as a deep sense of fear and dread crept through him. “Dr. Mason, where is Rachel?” Dr. Mason’s eyes turned sad as he sat himself on the edge of Kurt’s bed. He took a deep breath and began to tell Kurt of all that had happened.
One Week Later
Kurt and Blaine stood side by side in a small graveyard. A Rabbi was speaking comforting words over a beautifully adorned casket. Blaine had tear tracks running down his checks. Kurt, on the other hand, just stood there with a solemn look as he studied the small casket. It was white with gold detailing on top was a small gold star. Kurt held back a smile as he remembers the young girls affinity for them. As the Rabbi finished speaking Kurt watched with dry eyes as the casket was lowered into the ground. At the head of the grave was a polished stone.

Rachel Barbara Berry
December 18th, 1994-Feburary 26th, 2011
RIP: You will forever be our singing angel

Soon the small crowd began to dissipate. Kurt looked over to the Berry family. The two men were both kneeling by the grave holding each other as they cried. Kurt wanted to go to them and offer comfort but knew that it wouldn’t do much good. The two boys stood for another moment before Kurt put his arm around Blaine’s waist and led him down a small hill to the car. “Are you ok to drive?” Kurt asked Blaine softly. Blaine looked up with Kurt, his eyes shinning with tears. Kurt immediately pulled the smaller boy into a hug. “Blaine, shh its ok. We are ok now.”
“Kurt its all my fault. It’s all my fault. Rachel is dead, and oh god and you were so broken I though you were dead to. I am sorry it’s all my fault.” Blaine said his words muffled by Kurt’s embrace. Kurt pulled back and looked into Blaine’s eyes. “Blaine it is no one’s fault except for that sick fuck of a man named Sir. And he will be taken care of shortly. Your father has hired out the best men to hunt for him and bring him what he deserves. Sir will be caught. Blaine please listen to me. I love you and I want you to know that this isn’t your fault.”
Blaine’s breathing hitched with Kurt’s last sentence. “You what?”
Kurt looked quizzically at Blaine. His pale checks then blushed as he realized what he had just said. “Oh Blaine, I am sorry this is the completely wrong time for me to say that but I just…”
Before Kurt could finish Blaine caught his mouth in a loving kiss. The two pulled each other closer as the kiss intensified. Blaine pulled back after a while and looked at Kurt with tears still in his eyes. “I love you to, and I am so sorry for all that has happened. But I know that as long as you are here with me it will all be ok.”