Hey everyone, poor Puck!
This is my last chapter, I hope you enjoy it, please please review!
DISCLAIMER: I STILL DON'T OWN GLEE!

The ambulance sped to the hospital, its sirens blaring. Kurt never took his eyes off Noah, though Noah's face was so swollen, he could barely see Kurt.

The paramedics were pumping Noah full of painkillers and attending to the open wound on his chest.

Noah's heart rate was getting slower.

The ambulance arrived at the hospital, and Noah was quickly unloaded, Kurt beside him.

Noah's heart rate was getting even slower.

Noah was rushed through the doors and admitted to surgery.

His heart was about to stop, he gave Kurt's hand a final squeeze.

Noah's heart stopped.

Kurt was the first to react, and let out a loud, blood chilling scream.

The paramedics threw Kurt out of the way and got to work restarting Noah's heart.

They were working at it for four minutes before Noah's heart petered back to life.

Those four minutes were the four longest of Kurt's life. His whole relationship with Noah flashed before his eyes. Their first day of friendship. The end of Blaine. Their first kiss. Their long nights spent beside the lake.

Kurt almost collapsed with joy when the paramedics informed him that Noah was alive.

Kurt was in the waiting room consoling a distraught Mrs Puckerman for the three hours that Noah was in the emergency surgery room. She had left his younger sister with his grandparents as not to make her frightened. Kurt called his father to inform him of what happened and to ask him if he could come and take care of Mrs Puckerman.

Mr Hummel and Mrs Puckerman had become quite good friends in the duration of Noah and Kurt's relationship, and Burt was fine with dropping what he was doing and coming straight to the hospital, bringing Carole and Finn.

When the police arrived, Kurt was ushered off into a separate room to give his statement.

"Kurt, did you happen to see the attacker? Any description of them would be fantastic." The young female officer asked.

"I can do better than that. I can give you names. I saw them clearly. They go to my school." Kurt responded.

"Their names are David Karofsky and Azimio Adams."

Kurt waited in the room that had been prepared for Noah upon his release from the surgery.

He waited. And waited. And waited some more.

Eventually, they wheeled Noah in, unconscious.

He was settled into the bed, still asleep.

His mother and Burt entered the room, and Mrs Puckerman made a beeline for her son.

Carole and Finn were the first to leave.

Then Burt, giving Kurt a hug and leaving.

Eventually, Mrs Puckerman excused herself to go get her daughter and take her home to bed. She asked Kurt to call her if there was any improvement in Noah's condition.

Noah was in Kurt's bedroom, his boyfriend was in the shower.
Noah stripped all of his clothes off, allowing his large manhood to hang freely in the warmth of Kurt's bedroom. He stepped into the bathroom, into the hot, soft steam. He opened the shower door, his boyfriend standing fully naked on the other side.

Kurt looked angelic. His body was so white compared to Noah's olive shine. Noah found it beautiful and compelling.

He slid up behind Kurt, his massive member resting between Kurt's plump ass cheeks. Kurt reached around behind him and took Noah's massive length into his hand. He pumped away at it until Noah's massive member was engorged with blood, the biggest erection Noah had ever had.

Kurt spread his legs and pressed himself up against the wall.

"Noah I'm ready. Take me."

Noah positioned himself at Kurt's tight virginal entrance. Kurt tensed his body. Noah grabbed his hand, Kurt loosened up.

Noah slowly entered Kurt.

Kurt groaned with intense pain.

It was like a fire had been lit under his ass.

The pain was barely bearable as Noah's full length entered Kurt.

Eventually the pain became a dull ache, and Kurt began to enjoy it.

Noah reached around and started stroking Kurt's uncut cock, which was growing harder by the second.

"Your moans are the sexiest thing I have ever heard."

With this, Kurt came all over the shower wall, Noah close behind him.

They fell in a heap on the floor of the shower, in a tight embrace. Noah was the happiest he had ever been.

As soon as that amazing feeling had hit him, he was gone. He was standing there. There was no colour around him. No light, no dark. Just the sound of Kurt's voice and Noah longed to reply to him, but couldn't.

Kurt passed the time holding Noah's hand, wanting him to wake up. Kurt held a one sided conversation with Noah about how happy he was that Noah was his boyfriend and how much he loved spending time with him. Nurses occasionally came in to check Noah's vitals and to bring Kurt water.

Eventually, Kurt had exhausted all his avenues for conversation and decided to sing.

He decided that show tunes were far too clichéd, he had overdone pop, and that Noah needed something by his favourite band.

Somewhere between happy, and total fucking wreck

Feet sometimes on solid ground, sometimes at the edge

To spend your waking moments, simply killing time

Is to give up on your hopes and dreams, to give up on your...

Life for you has been less than kind

So take a number stand in line

We've all been sorry we've all been hurt

But how we survive is what makes us who we are

An obvious disinterest, a barely managed smile

A deep nod in agreement, a status quo exile

I shirk my obligations, I miss all your deadlines

I excel at quitting early, and fucking up my life

Life for you has been less than kind

So take a number stand in line

We've all been sorry we've all been hurt

But how we survive is what makes us who we are

Noah began to stir as Kurt was halfway through the song so Kurt stopped instantly.

He gripped his boyfriend's hand.

"Kurt, is that you?" Noah said, squinting when his eyes were met by the harsh hospital lighting.

"Yeah baby!" Kurt replied, tears streaming down his face.

"I'm back baby."

Noah was healing up at a rapid rate.

His scars were healing, his leg was just out of its plaster, and it hurt to breathe, but he was strong enough to testify at Dave Karofsky's trial.

It came out in the trial his real reasoning behind the attack.
It just made the jury and judge hand down a harsher sentence.

He was, along with his accomplice Azimio, convicted and tried as adults. They were given 28 years jail each.

Kurt sat with Noah through the whole trial, holding hands. Never letting go of each other.

After the trial, Kurt leaned over to Noah and whispered seductively in his ear.

" Hon, to commemorate our one year anniversary, I'd like to give you something special, want to take a shower when we get home?"

Kurt winked, Noah just grinned and nodded furiously.

The song was Survive by Rise Against.

I hope you enjoyed!
I love you all dearly, do you agree that that is how I should've ended it?
I am already planning my next fic, so stay posted!

Thank you,
and not for the last time,
Love, DJ
xoxo.