"You know, sometimes I think those fuckers let him live on purpose... Like they knew it would be more merciful to have let him die with Kurt that day." This all hurt so much. He'd missed so much. Quinn had left him and Burt was dead, and now Blaine, too? How fucked up was this whole situation? "I don't really know at all. I wish I did. I think that it might be more than he can handle right now. It's just passed their two year anniversary, and he's taking it really hard that Blaine still hasn't come. I think telling him that he's dead might be more than he can get his mind wrapped around right now without freaking him completely out."

Puck nodded. "Yeah, he's here. And yeah, it's kinda like that, I guess. Except bad stuff still happens sometimes, and you still hurt like fuck when it does. But you're probably not. It takes a while before people get to go back to the real world. Something about having to learn all the island has to teach you, I guess? I don't really know. But I think we're gonna both be here a while."

When he saw the pendant there in Mercedes' hand, he felt like he was choking. He'd given it to Blaine ages ago, after the long running joke that Blaine was an adopted Jew, especially after kicking Puck's ass at dreidel, which Blaine referred to always and forever as Doodle. "Shit..." he finally managed, swallowing hard to keep from completely losing it. "I... I can't believe he was still wearing it."