The next week Maria's bruising was starting to fade and Santana had returned home but still came by at least once a day so when there was a knock on the door I assumed it was her, which was stupid as she has never knocked on our door. I was surprised when I opened the door and saw Mike Chang standing there, partly because although we were facebook friends I barely knew the guy but mostly because he lives in Chicago.

"Mike, hi. I didn't know you were in town."

"It was kind of a spur of the moment thing."

"Come in, do you want some coffee?"

"Sure, is Kurt at work?"

"No, he's lying down...we haven't been sleeping well lately."

He nodded. "Rachel called and told us what happened."

"Oh."

"I got on the first flight after we hung up with her."

"Why? No offense but we aren't close and neither are you and Kurt, so why?"

He bit his lip. "Before we had the twins Tina had a miscarriage."

My eyebrows shot up in surprise. "I didn't know that."

"We didn't really tell anyone, it was pretty early on so no one knew that she was pregnant. I wish we had told people though, I wish I had someone to talk to about it."

I nodded.

"So when I heard about your baby..." he started.

"Kyle." I supplied.

"So when I heard about Kyle," he corrected "I came here so you'd have someone to talk to about it."

"I'm not....I'm not really great at talking about my feelings and shit."

"That's ok, how about if I tell you how it was for me and Tina?"

I nodded.

"We lost our baby before we found out the gender but it was a girl we're both sure of it. Tina...she blamed herself and she got so depressed afterwards she barely got out of bed and I was just so..."

"Numb?" I supplied.

"Angry. Not at Tina but at the world. I would see men pushing strollers and I got so mad, how come they got to be dads and I didn't? I would hear about deadbeat dads or people abusing their kids on TV and I'd just wanted to find the guys and punch them. I blamed the doctor, I blamed God, I blamed pretty much everyone but the stupid thing was it wasn't anyone's fault. But from what Rachel told us that's not the case here, it is someone's fault." He said.

I nodded.

"How haven't you killed the asshole?"

"Kurt wouldn't let me and the cops have already arrested him. They can't charge him with murder since Kyle wasn't born yet but they're charging him with the assault of Maria."

"We'll go to the trial if you want, Tina and me."

"Thanks but I think they're going to strike a plea bargain with him."

"Are you ok with that?"

"No but nothing about this is ok."

"True."

We both sipped our coffee.

"Did you guys name her?" I asked.

"We did, Rose."

I nodded. "I'm so numb, nothing feels real to me and Kurt...he always just so tired but he never seems to be able to sleep. I think if it weren't for Santana and Maria neither one of us would remember to eat."

"I think the biggest piece of advice I can give you would be to do something to honor Kyle, hold a memorial service, plant a tree, or whatever feels right to you just do something."

"We both got his name tattooed on us."

"That's a good idea but I suggest doing something else, something that you can go visit in lieu of a grave."

"What did you guys do if you don't mind me asking?"

"We planted a rose garden." He said smiling sadly and looking off to the side. "Is that him?" He asked gesturing to the sonogram on the fridge.

"Yeah, that's my little peanut."

"Hmm...I called Rose my little bug. Before we knew Tina was pregnant we thought she had a stomach bug and it kind of stuck. He was gorgeous."

"Thanks."

He reached into his wallet and pulled out a sonogram of his own. "This was Rose."

"She was so tiny." I said squinting to see her.

"She was, she was a lot smaller than most babies at that stage; that should have been our first clue something was wrong."

"How long after....how long did it take you to be ready to try again?"

"A year but don't go by us, go by what feels right for the two of you."

I nodded.

"How long until it stops hurting?" I asked.

"I'll let you know. It does get easier to live with the pain though."

"Mike? What are you doing here?" Kurt asked coming into the kitchen.

'"Did you sleep?" I asked him reaching my hand out to him.

He shook his head.

"Rachel called and told us what happened so I came to offer my support as someone who has gone through something similar." Mike told Kurt.

"Are Tina and the twins here?"

"They are, they're at the hotel we weren't sure if you would want to see them or not."

"I want to see them."

"Ok, I'll text Tina and we can all go to Central Park."

"They can't come here?"

"Trust me you don't want them here, my boys have...destructive tendencies, besides when was the last time either of you went outside?"

"It's been a couple of days." I admitted.

"The fresh air will do you some good." Mike told us.

When we arrived at Central Park Kurt gave Tina a hug before reaching down and scooping up one of the twins I couldn't help but smile a little as for the first time since everything happened he looked like Kurt again, I knew it would still be a while until he was fully himself again but for the first time it seemed possible.