YOU were everything to Kurt. He never left for school without when you were kids. He would never even get ready before you were awake. You were his older sibling. His. Everything.

You had been part of his main band, Nirvana. You were the lead guitarist for the majority of their tours and never were 10 feet from Kurt at each show. However, he got the call that changed everything.

You weren't allowed to perform anymore. Your doctors had found a disease that was slowly killing you.

This made Kurt go crazy. He couldn't lose you. He just wouldn't. He tried to convince the doctors to let him be a donor, but he never matched. He begged. And begged. And prayed. But nothing worked.

April 5, 1993.

You were pronounced dead. Kurt had broken down. He couldn't handle it. All he needed, all he had, was in you. And now it was gone. He had to find a new guitarist. He had to make sure he could even continue this tour.

As the years went on, he had found new friends, but never forgetting your contributions to the band. There was the new tour announced, based with the new album 'In Utero’ that you had helped him write for. As they prepared to go on stage for the first show of the tour, they did their pre-show huddle. Krist, Dave and Kurt began to talk, and as they were about to go on. Before they could though, Dave spoke up.

"For Evie?"

Kurt broke down at that, as he went on stage, tears filling his eyes.