Freaked out had probably been an understatement if Jeff were honest. It had been the most terrifying thing he'd ever gone through, and while he hated Nick with a burning passion, he didn't want the guy to die right there in the elevator with him... or at all. He'd actually been totally unable to sleep that night, freaked out by the memory of how Nick had slumped against him so lifelessly. He'd honestly thought for a moment that Nick really had just died, and it had shaken him to the core.

Something in him had told him he should go to the hospital and check in on Nick, but he just hadn't been able to bring himself to do it yet. He'd kept quietly informed by asking Mercedes about things, but still. He had been the one there with Nick when he passed out, and that made it different, whether he wanted it to or not. After two weeks of back and forth, the man had finally decided that he needed to go. Like it or hate it. The cab ride to the hospital seemed to take forever, and when he finally found himself outside the hospital, it took him a long time to even go inside. Usually, people took gifts to patients in the hospital, right? But what kind of gift did you take to the person you hated all through school and had hate sex with in an elevator before he passed out cold?

In the end, he decided against the gift and went up to Nick's floor, where a nurse took him to the room. Swallowing hard, he knocked on the door, before coming in when Nick said it was okay. Jeff could only assume he'd expected a nurse, but he walked over to Nick's bedside slowly, blinking in surprise when he saw Mike, whom he knew from the days when he was dating Mercedes and Mike was dating Quinn. "Um... Hey," he said awkwardly, looking from Mike to Nick.

Were Nick and Mike dating? Did Mike know that Nick had fucked Jeff?

Well, this was awkward.