So, I'm guessing that all of you have watched "On my way", which made all the Faberry lovers (Including me) go completely crazy. This story is written just after the car crash.
Disclaimers : I don't own Glee. Or else Faberry would have been canon way before last night's episode.
'ON MY WAY' I typed on the keyboard of my phone before hitting the 'send' button. After that, it all became blank.
Where am I? I thought, looking around. The only thing I could see was a road. A plain, empty road. I turned around and there it was. There I was. At least, that's what I could see.
People were rushing around the car and I was on a bariatric cot, covered with some sory of white blanket. I could only see my head. Wait. I can see myself. And I'm here. What in the name of God is happening right now?
Running up to where I was laying, I started asking questions to the paramedics.
"Excuse me? Could you please tell me where I am, please? And who is in there?" I asked, giving them a confused look as I didn't get any answer. So I tried again, "Hello? Hello? Can you hear me?". That's when I realised what was happening.
So, I'm having a sort of out of body experience here. Quinn Fabray, calm down. I told myself, looking at the body on the bariatric cot. I was me. I'm there. And here. Wait, what? "No. No! Where are you taking her? Is she going to be safe? Please ! Can you tell me what's happening?" I screamed with all the strenght I had in my body while the paramedics rushed the bariatric cot into the ambulance, driving off as soon as everything was cleared.
I looked around. There was my car. I approached it, slowly. Then I saw the blood on the ground. It made me so light-headed all of a sudden so I sat down on the ground. But what could I do? Nothing at all. So this is what happens to people? People who are unconscious get to this sort of 'world' in between life and death? I thought.
I was still wearing my pink dress and white cardigan. It wasn't ripped, and there weren't any bloodstains. It was perfect. That's what scared me. The fact that everything seemed so well and that I felt absolutely healty was scaring me. Because I knew that the other me, the one who was getting rushed to the hospital right now, wasn't alright. She was dying and I knew it. I was in some kind of imaginary world, and I had to get out of here. I had to get back to the real world, where all my friends are, and where I would be alive right now.
I looked around me, and then it became all blank again. Clouds surrounded me and I didn't know what was happening. When the clouds vanished, I saw myself in the middle of a hallway. A hospital hallway.
Someone rushed through me right then. I'm not sure of who it was, though, so I just followed. I ended up at the hospital reception and there was a short brunette, speaking words to the receptionist. Words that seemed like a different language because the girl was speaking so fast. I knew the girl, though. That short brunette reminded me of someone.
When she turned around, she looked absolutely hopeless. And then I gathered it. The brunette was Rachel Berry.
I went up to her, and looked into her eyes, which were tearful, yet blank. I couldn't see any emotion inside. But she looked so lost. "Rachel. Rachel it's me. Quinn." I said, laying my hand on her shoulder and giving her a light smile. Oh right, she can't see me, or hear me. Crap, what am I supposed to do now? I asked myself, still looking at rachel who hadn't moved.
Then she started walking forward, before going faster, and faster. She was running down the hall now, and I was following her. I needed to see where she was going.
"Rachel what happened?" A familiar voice said, or more likely, yelled.
I remember that voice, I know who it is.
I followed Rachel more, until I found her face to face with a Latina. Santana. "You came too, San?" I said, before realising that once again, no one could hear me. That's probably the thing I'm going to have difficulties getting used to.
The petite brunette was mumbling things again, she seemed like she was could to cry. "Thi-This was all my fault. I was the one who texted her, and she answered and then she never arrived at the wedding and it's because some other car crashed into hers and now she's unconsious and she might die and..." she trailed off. Words were rushing out of her mouth when something unexpected happen.
I witnessed a Rachel-Santana hug. Boy, I'm going to be able to tease Santana so much when I wake up. If I actually wake up. I thought, before looking around again.
"Berry, listen to me. First, you have to stop talking in paragraphs. Second, this wasn't your fault. Third, Quinn will be fine, she's strong. She can get out of this." The Latina whispered into Rachel's ear while her arms were still wrapped around the crying brunette.
When they pulled apart, Santana appeared quitre teary-eyed. I couldn't believe she was going to cry. I saw the tear roll down her cheek and I gulped. Everything was getting even more scarier now. What if I do die? What if I'm not strong enough and everything just end now, right here, in this hospital. I would have never got the chance to tell Rachel how I really feel about her.
My thoughts got interrupted when I saw other people running through the doors. Merecedes, Tina, Kurt and Blaine were the first ones I saw. They all came here for me? Rachel stopped her wedding for me? And then I saw him. My competition. Finn Hudson. I really can't stand him, but he makes Rachel happy, and I like seeing her happy. It's like, her smile is my gravity. It pulls me down to Earth when I think I'm lost. But that wasn't working right now. I am truly lost in this sory of parallel world, and I can't come out of it unless I wake up.
It happened again. The cloud thing. I was going to have to get used to that, too. Once the place I was in got filled with white, puffy clouds, I took one last glance at Rachel, who just held that same, blank expression on her face. I honestly felt like crying. But I heared another voice.
"So, what's your story?" It was definately a guy's voice.
I just turned around, confused, because I was still surrounded by clouds, and so was he. The guy looked rather handsome, if you ask my opinion. But he wasn't my type. My type was, animal sweater, beret-wearing, long haired brunette. My type was Rachel Berry.
"Are you going to answer?" he asked. Is he speaking to me right now? I questioned myself, while my eyebrows furrowed.
The guy smiled. It was a welcoming smile. That's when I realised that he could see me. No one else was around. It was just us two, hanging out among a bunch of clouds. I needed to be sure, though. "You can see me?" I asked him.
"I thought you were never going to figure that out" he said, letting out a sign in relief. "I'm Jason" he said, holding out his hand for a handshake. I accepted, and brought my hand to his, and we shaked hands.
"Quinn. I'm Quinn" I introduced myself, with a smile. "I'm also really, really lost here." I chuckled nervously, wondering if he felt the same.
"Well, I've sort of gotten used to it. You know, the clouds, and appearing at different places. People not hearing me, or seeing me. All of that has kind of become normal to me." he explained, with a shrug.
"How long have you been here?" I asked. What? I'm just curious.
"Well, hello, miss subtle" he chuckled. I gave him an apologetic look before he started talking again. "I don't really know. But I've appeared in a lot of places. I think that means that I've been here for quite a long time, right?"
"So what, there's no time here?" I asked.
"Well, did you come with a watch, or something which tells the time?"
I felt my wrists, searching for the watch I knew I had on me. But it wasn't there.
"I did the same thing. I didn't manage to find my watch, either" he said.
"Why?" I simply asked. My eyes were begging for an answer.
"I have no idea." Jason shrugged. This time it was his turn to give me an apologetic look.
I decided to change the subject, a little. "Where are you heading?" I asked, as if we were in an elevator. It seemed pretty much the same, as being in an elevator, actually.
He let out a light laugh, "I don't know that either. We just appear at a random place. But from what I've experienced, it's either in your hospital room, somewhere else where you've already been to, or where someone's talking about you." he explained.
I was glad that someone was in the same place as me. I the middle of two worlds.
"So we have two paths, right? You know, two solutions. Either we ... die, and end up who knows where. Or we wake up, and remain on Earth, with all the living people" I mumbled to myself, knowing that he could hear me.
"I think so" he nodded, agreeing to me statement.
The clouds started to vanish around us and I just looked at him. "Are we going to the same place?" I asked.
"Well, we're probably in the hospital halls. A place we've both been to, so yes, I'm guessing that we're going to the same place. We'll find out soon enough, though" he said, giving me a reassuring smile as all of the clouds disappeared;
He was right. We were in the hospital halls.
I could see my friends waiting. They were sat down at some seats next to the vending machine. Some of them were even on the floor. And they looked exhausted. It looked like only a few hours had gone by. But for me, it only felt like a few minutes.
"Do you know them?" Jason asked, standing next to me.
"Yeah, they're my friends" I told him. It was rather frustrating, not kowing what would happen next. But I guess I was going to have to get used to it.
I watched my friends exchange worried looks and then my eyes landed on a petite brunette. It was Rachel again. She was sat down on one of those hideous hospital sofas, and her head was layed on Blaine's shoulder. Her eyes let down tears that wouldn't stop flowing.
I had to look away, focus my eyes on something else, or else I would cry too.
"Is she going to be alright, Sanny?" someone asked. I recognized the voice. And there was only one person who used the nickname 'Sanny' when she was talking about a certain Latina. Brittany.
I smiled at the view of the blonde dancer, who was sat down on Santana's lap. She had leant back a little, to talk to the Latina.
"Of course" Santana simply replied, seemingly trying to put up a small smile. She looked frustrated, though. Maybe even a bit worried. Santana then runned her hand on her girlfriends arm, trying to reassure her.
My gaze ended up on another person this time. Mercedes. Her hands were clasped together and she was looking up while mumbling things that I wouldn't hear. I figured that she was praying.
These are real friends. I thought, trying to fight the tears that were threatening to fall from my eyes.
"You alright?" Jason asked. He had probably stayed next to me while I was watching my friends.
"I'm fine. I think. That's what's making me worried, though. How do we know if we're going to wake up?" I asked, turning to look at him.
"I think that if you're about to wake up, you suddenly get weaker or something. I don't exactly know." he explained.
"Where did you hear that?"
"A few people who were here with me, before they woke up." Jason said.
I just nodded and then the clouds gathered around again. I figured that the clouds we were surrounded by, were the walls of some kind of time machine. Which only makes time go faster, not slower. I thought that, because whenever we were in the clouds, it only seemed like we were in there for a few minutes, and then when we 'landed' the time had gone forward.
This time, we hardly spent a few minutes with the clouds around us. But we could see that clouds were gathering themselves in between us two.
"I guess it's time that we separate a bit. I'll see you around, Quinn." Jason said, giving me a smile.
"Wait, we'll see eachother again." I asked, confusion spreading across my face.
"Yeah. We're like partners now. I think it's some parallel world thing here. 'They' put us in pairs so that we don't have to be alone or something" he shrugged, waving at me as the clouds between us got thicker.
"Well, I'll see you later then" I said, narrowing my eyes to see if I could see him again. But I couldn't, the clouds were too thick.
I waited for the clouds around me to disappear. And when they did, Jason was no longer to be seen. He was probably somewhere else than where I was.
I looked around as the clouds had now vanished, and I noticed that I was in a room. My eyes ran around the room and then I saw it. I saw me. On a hospital bed, with a sort of tube in my mouth, probably that thing which helps you to breathe when you can't. I looked like a mess.
There was a vital sign monitor just next to my bed. The waves were slow, and I could hear a beep every now and then. My heart was beating, but I knew that I was unconscious, in a coma.
My eyes shot to the door once I heard it open. A similar brunette walked into the room and sat down next to my bed. Rachel.
Alright, that's all for this chapter, I hoped you liked it. Tell me what you think about it and if you want me to continue the story or not. Reviews would be nice :)