At night, it was always the same dream. He's standing in the middle of the hallway at school, but nobody notices him. He cries out and yells and screams but they don't even flinch. The colors are muted, turning to gray. And then he can't hear, just a frightening silence, even when he can see the people's mouths moving. And it always happens, at the very end, that they begin to just walk right through him. He screams, but this time even he can't hear himself scream, and he wonders if he's even screaming at all. Light fades around him, until its just him in a silent, dark world, with no way out, no escape from it.

Finn wasn't sure at first what woke him up. Then he heard it. A muffled cry from Kurt's bed. He got up, and stumbled across the room, large feet somehow managing to run into everything possible in the unnaturally clean room. Kurt was tangled in his sheets, a sheen of sweat breaking out on his forehead, hair sticking to his face. Silent tears streamed down his face as he thrashed about.

Finn cleared his throat. "Dude, wake up." He was somewhat discouraged by the lack of response. Kurt let out another cry, and Finn started to freak out. This couldn't be normal. He grabbed his almost-stepbrother's arms, pinning him still on the bed. "Dude! WAKE! UP!" Kurt's eyes twitched as he tried to escape from the horror of his nightmares. "Wakeupwakeupwakeup!" Kurt's eyes finally fluttered open, and Finn breathed a sigh of relief. "What was that about?"

Kurt eyed him warily, but his erratic breathing had calmed down. "Nothing."

Finn looked at him a moment. "Okay."

Kurt glanced down at his arms, still pinned to the bed by the larger teen. "Finn?"

"Oh." Finn let go. "Sorry." He pretended not to notice as Kurt turned away, attempting to furtively wipe tears off his face with his silk pajama sleeve. "...You sure you're okay?"

"I'm fine."

"You know, you always say that."

Kurt stiffened. "Say what?"

"Say that you're fine."

There was a long pause, a silence that made Finn regret mentioning it. Kurt's voice, when he spoke, was quiet. "I say it because I am."

"Really?"

"Go to sleep, Finn Hudson, or I shall personally drown you in my face moisturizer."

Finn lay back down, and listened to Kurt's breathing slow down as he fell asleep. No matter what Kurt said, he knew there was something off with him.