"Don't feel good," Kurt mumbled. "Need help. Rachel and Finn are..."

He was cut off by a dry cough that reminded him a lot of how his mother sounded right around the time of her death. It had been the worst sound ever. Even though he'd been a child then, he still remembered exactly how it had sounded.

"You're sick too," he said miserably after the fact, the statement hanging lamely in the air.