The Night and Days of Kurt: Finale
Spoilers: Takes off from Season 2
Summary: The final 'chapter' of the series which is more centered on each of the boys with individual plot lines as well as combined ones. Old faces return, and new problems arise.
The Night and Days of Kurt: Finale
Day #140: Part 2
Kurt purses his lips before he looks down to the small white stick on the edge of the bathtub. "So . . . how long-"
"A minute." Quinn answers quickly and quietly. "Or two. I don't know. Lets just wait it out until . . . until I want to look at it."
"Okay." Kurt quickly nods.
Quinn gives him a weak smile before she glances back down to her lap. Kurt sighs and sits back on the sink. Once Quinn had pee'd on the stick, Kurt had taken position there while Quinn sat on the toilet. A silence had fallen upon them, neither of them sure of what to do or say.
At least she'll know for sure. I mean she'd be a few months now, so-
"Kurt." Kurt freezes as the boy calls out his name before he hears the front door slam shut. "Where are you?"
"Shoot." Kurt mutters under his breath as he slides off the counter and looks to Quinn. "I'll be right back."
Quinn quickly nods and seems to shrink in on herself as they hear Noah move around the house. Kurt quickly opens the bathroom door and rushes out, only to stop when he sees Noah looking at him with raised eyebrows.
"Hi." Kurt quickly squeaks out. "What are you doing here? I thought you were at your mom's."
"I was, but she had to go pick Sarah up." Noah answers slowly before glancing to the bathroom where the door is cracked open slightly. "What's going on?"
"Nothing." Kurt quickly answers as he props himself up against the wall and scratches his head with his free hand. "Why-why would you ask?"
"Because you're acting weird and panicky." Noah answers as he steps forward and cranes his neck up for a better look into the bathroom.
Kurt quickly steps forward and has his chest meet Noah's. "Why don't you go pick Sam up? Yeah. So Mrs. Evans doesn't have to drive across town to drop him back off."
"Kurt." Noah looks from the door and down to Kurt. "Just tell me what's going on."
Kurt sighs before he slowly starts pushing the boy away from the bathroom and lowering his voice. "Quinn is in there. She's . . . well she told me something the other day, but we decided to wait until today to . . . t-to test things to see if we're sure."
"About what?" Noah asks in a hushed voice, concern starting to seep in.
Kurt sighs before he looks down to his hand. "We think . . . Quinn might be pregnant." Kurt watches Noah's body tense up, but he keeps his head down. "It . . . it happened when she went to . . . when she went to help us out. With our problems. When she got the evidence."
He jumps slightly when Noah starts moving, but not towards the bathroom. Kurt quickly moves after him as Noah goes to the front door. Kurt finds himself suddenly between the front door and his fiance.
"Move, Kurt." Noah growls.
"No." Kurt defies firmly. "You're going to do something stupid."
"What do you expect me to do?" Noah yells as he rips himself away from Kurt and starts pacing in the living room. "They pretty much raped her and now she's stuck with one of their . . . god." Noah reaches up and runs his hands over his face.
"Look." Kurt says softly as he carefully approaches the boy. "I know this is bad. Believe me. I've known that Quinn might be pregnant for days, but we can't be irrational. We need to be here for Quinn. As much as she says it's not our fault . . . I still feel guilty."
Noah stops and turns to look at Kurt with wet eyes. "Kurt . . . I-I-"
"Hey." Both boys look to find Quinn looking at them with sad eyes. "I think I'm going to go ahead and go. I need to think about some things."
"I'm pregnant." Quinn answers before Kurt can finish his question. "There's no doubt now. I'm gonna go." She repeats when Kurt goes to say something.
He can only nod as Quinn moves around the boys, her eyes down the entire time. She is out the door within seconds and Kurt finds himself crumpling against the wall by the door and slides down until he's sitting.
What are we going to do?
It only takes a few beats before Noah makes his way over and slides down the wall to sit by Kurt. Kurt lets his shaky hand reach over and take Noah's. Noah lets out a shaky breath before he lets go of Kurt so he can wrap his arm around Kurt's shoulders. Kurt smiles weakly before he leans into Noah's hold.
He's extremely conflicted at this point. Half of him is tired of college applications, but the other half is enjoying Sam's comforting hand running over his head. He looks over to Sam and the boy laughs.
"Come on, Noah." He grins. "You and Kurt are helping me with homework and stuff. The least I can do for you. That and they're easy."
"But it's a lot of writing." Noah groans as he leans back into the couch, trapping Sam's hand.
Sam chuckles before he leans closer to Noah. "Only a few more. We can stop when Kurt's done with dinner. Then no more for a few days."
Noah looks at him with narrowed eyes. "Promise."
"Yes." Sam nods.
Noah sighs before nodding. "Fine. But a quick break."
Sam chuckles before he moves back on the couch, removing his hand from being trapped in the couch. "Quick is something that you've never done well."
Noah snorts before he lets his head fall down on Sam's shoulder. "I'm tired. I need another vacation."
"Well I'm not feeling the best, but we have to keep moving on. Hopefully we'll get lots of three-day weekends these next few months. Then we have spring break, so that's a bonus." Sam states, happy with this.
Noah sighs. "So what do you think we're going to do about . . . Quinn?"
Sam purses his lips. "I think the most we can do is help out. I mean unless she wants to . . . to terminate it, but it might be too late. I don't know."
Noah groans. "For once, I thought that our problems might be over, but they just continue to grow."
"Well for now." Sam starts slowly. "We'll take things one day at a time. It's all we can do."
I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. It sets up for lots of drama. Let me know what you think, and thanks for reading.