I know 5x03 hasn't aired yet... I'm terrified. The promo was only 30 seconds and I was crying my eyes out! I'll be crying buckets on Thursday!

Anyway, this came to me in my mind. People grieve in different ways, and end up reacting differently to people dying and that's whats I wanted to show. Hope it comes across.

Enjoy x


Kurt and Santana were at their local coffee shop, both of them silent. Kurt was thinking about his brother, Finn, who had died the previous week. Santana just looked at her stone cold coffee, her mind unable to process that Finn was gone.

'Can I get you guys anymore coffee?' Dani asked, cautiously. Santana jumped at her girlfriends voice, but shook her head, shooting her a smile. Dani nodded, stroking Santana's hair, before walking back to the coffee station.

'Should we have really left Rach on her own?' Santana asked

'She said she wanted to be alone. I respected that' Kurt said, his voice holding no emotion.

'Kurt, she hasn't even slept since she found about Finn! She's going crazy back there!'

'Its her coping mechanism. Everyone has different ways of grieving' Kurt answered. He didn't mean to sound cold, he was grieving as well and the last thing he needed was to listen to Rachel's cries of heartbreak every night. Santana opened her mouth to speak, but closed it after deciding against it...


Dani watched her girlfriend and her new friend grieve over the loss of their brother and closest friend. When Santana had called her and told her, she hadn't really known what to do, because she had never been in that situation. She had allowed Santana round, to comfort her, before telling her she needed to be with her friends. Santana had bee reluctant at first but slowly realized she was right. Ambulance sirens in the distance brought her back to the present. She frowned as they flew past the coffee shop and walked to the door, heading to inspect it, a feeling of dread settled in her stomach...


Back in Lima, Carole was finding the loss of her son hard. She had been pushing Burt away, wanting to grieve on her own. She had already been through a burial with Finns Dad, but she never thought she would be burying her son as well. No parent should ever have to bury their child before themselves. She was curled up on Finn's old bed, his jumper and a photo of him clutched to her chest as she cried. On the other side of the door, Burt listened to his wife, wishing he could do something to help her...


Kurt's mind was in a whirlwind. All he could do was think about his brother, his best friend. Was he alone when he died? Was someone with him? Was he in pain? What happened? All of them questions would remain unanswered. Instead, he was left to try and but the family and Rachel back together. He knew he should be helping his stepmom first, but he hoped his Dad would be able to comfort Carole till he went home. He sighed and looked up to the evening sky, the sun settling in New York City. Another day without him.

'The sunsets beautiful... Isn't it?' he murmured. Santana followed Kurt's gaze and nodded.

'Yep' she agreed softly, before glancing at the clock. 'We'd better get back to Rachel. Come on' Santana said, getting to her feet and slipping on her jacket. Kurt sighed heavily and got to his feet, slipping his coat on and zipping it up. He sighed and held out an arm to Santana, for her to take. She took it and together they headed out into the cool evening air. They headed back to their apartment block, frowning as they saw an ambulance outside.

'What the hell?' Santana exclaimed. It was the first time since she moved to New York, that she saw an ambulance outside of any apartment. Kurt frowned. He quickened his steps, Santana's arm falling free from his. He opened the doors and rushed up the stairs, Santana behind him.

'What the hell!' Santana exclaimed again, as thye both saw their apartment door open. They saw the super stood outside the little crowd what had gathered.

'OI1 Move it! We live here!' Santana ordered, pushing through the throng of people, gripping Kurt's arm. It was then that the Super, Kevin (A/N: Made up the name) stepped forward.

'Guys, don;t go in there!'

'Like hell we are!' Kurt said, rushing through the slide door and stopping dead, making Santana run into him. Both of their mouths dropped open in shock.

'What the hell has she done?' Santana questioned, her tone horrified. The living room was a tip, like Rachel had been in a fight with everything and ripped it, smashed it, thrown it anywhere in the room. Kurt dragged his eyes to Rachel's bedroom and rushed forward, only for a paramedic to stop him entering the room.

'Son, you can't come in here! Wait outside please!'

'She's my roommate!' Kurt shouted, dragging his eyes round the destroyed room, glass littered the floor, clothes thrown everywhere, jewellery thrown onto the floor. 'Is she okay?' he asked, his voice watery. The paramedic sighed and Kurt shoved him away from him and rushed into the room, stopping dead the sight in front of him.

'No... Oh please no!' he gasped, as he fell to his knees and slowly, with very shaky hands, pulled the sheet back...


Rachel didn't have a clue where the hell she was. She looked round, trying to search for clues to help her, when a voice startled her.

'Well... Didn't expect to see you so soon'. Rachel spun round, her hand on her heart. She froze when she saw who it was.

'Finn?' she murmured, not wanting to get her hopes up. He smiled from his stance, leaning against a gleaming white door frame, his left leg crossed over his right and his arms folded.

'Its me, darling' he said, smiling his mega-watt smile, which was reserved for Rachel only. He noticed Rachel was either frozen, or not wanting to get her hopes up. 'Babe, I'm real. I promise'

'But... you're dead' the word ripped from her throat, causing her to shudder and clamp a hand to her mouth, as the tears came fast and flowing. Finn rushed forward and wiped them away with the soft pad of his thumbs. She let out a choked gasp, as she started to hyperventilate. 'Shhh... Shhh, it's okay. I'm here! I'm here!' Finn reassured her, as he gently pulled her in for a hug, his strong arms wrapping round her shoulders and her waist.

'It's you! You're here!... I can touch you!' Rachel sobbed into his chest, gripping his shoulder tightly. Finn felt his own tears making their way down his face, as he relished holding Rachel in his arms again. After she had gotten herself under control, Rachel hiccuped and lifted her head. 'Where am I?' she asked, gripping his biceps, so he wouldn't move.

'You're in heaven. Thought you would've noticed that when you saw me' Finn said, his lopsided smile making an appearance. Rachel looked confused for a minute, before she remembered what had happened.

'Oh... I...' her sentence trailed off, turning her wrists over and examining them. Finn noticed this and stroked them.

'What you did was incredibly stupid! But... I've been watching you. I know that you would find it hard without me, even though you hadn't seen me since Valentine Days, but-' Whatever Finn was going to say never made it out of his mouth. Rachel had crushed her lips to his in a long awaited, passionate kiss.

'Grief affects people in different ways... Mine was to smash up everything and... Well, you know the rest' Rachel panted, trailing off. Finn lifted her head, his forefinger under chin, connecting their eyes.

'You don't regret it, do you?' he asked, his voice showing a hint of nerves. Rachel shook her head.

'I always knew you were the one. Yes, I had my dream role as Fanny, but then when I heard about you... Nothing mattered anymore. My life was empty without you! It was always going to be you, Finn. You're it for me... The One' Rachel confessed. Finn felt like his heart could explode with the love he had for Rachel.

'You're it for me too. No one else will ever compare to you!' he confessed, before connecting their lips again. Rachel pulled back and smiled, resting their forehead together.

'How about you show me around this place?' she asked, smiling her true smile for the first time in a week. Finn smiled back and took her hand.

'Thought you'd never ask' he said, pulling her along, their hands clasped together tightly...

They were Finn and Rachel.

Finchel.

They were endgame...


R&R :D xx