AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hi! I'm back, with my brain full of ideas :) I am about to publish a Finchel one-shot and maybe a Klaine multi-chapter based on "Leap Year". This one is based on The Vow, though it's probably just the beginning.

By the way, I want to apologize to true fangirl for all the drama, turns out I had just forgotten everything and we thought about ending this, so I am publicly apologizing as I publicly argued with her.

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or The Vow. Wish I did, though... It would just be a Finchel/Klaine/Brittana/Quick/Kyder/Samcedes/Wemma mess... Oh, and Tina would be dead. :/

It was a windy night in New York. People were walking down the street, looking hurried. Their expressions showed anger and they attempted to walk as fast as they could. Peoplewatching wasn't something Finn Hudson used to do, but he could easily tell he was one of the few happy people that night.

"Oh, there you are, Finn!"

Finn recognized the voice. He smiled as he caught a glimpse of a scarlet coat in between a huge crowd. The girl came closer, a huge grin on her face, then leaned in and kissed Finn. "Hi, Rach," he said. The girl was his girlfriend, Rachel Berry. They had been dating for four years, and that night they were going to celebrate their anniversary.

"Hi Finn," Rachel said to him. "Sorry it took so long," she apologized.

"It doesn't matter. What matters is that we're here together. After months of planning our anniversary date." She smiled.

"Where are we going, anyway?" Rachel asked.

"Surprise," Finn opened the door of the car. "Get in."

Rachel got into the car and Finn did too. He started the car.

"It better be somewhere nice," Rachel said.

"Don't worry about it." Finn did that half-smile Rachel loved.

They kissed and then started making out. It seemed so perfect, at least to Rachel. She felt sparks, the same ones she had felt back to when they first kissed. Rachel looked back fondly on those memories. They made her smile, every time. She opened her eyes and managed to see a car coming their way.

"Finn, watch out!" She abruptly pulled away as Finn noticed the car, but it was too late. They crashed.

"Are they going to be okay?"

A pale, tall man was sitting on the waiting room, next to his boyfriend. The man was Kurt, Rachel's best friend and Finn's step-brother. He was worried about Finn and Rachel. What if they were seriously hurt? What if they... died...? It hurt to think about that posibility.

"I don't know, Kurt," said his boyfriend, Blaine. "But I hope they will."

A tear ran down Kurt's cheek. He wouldn't stand to lose his best friend and his step-brother. They might be fine, but the thought of it was terrifying. Blaine saw him and sighed. "Kurt," he said, "right now, all we can do is hope for the best. Trust me, they'll get through this."

"I know," Kurt replied, and Blaine noticed how fragile he was by his voice. "Thanks."

On another seats, far from Kurt and Blaine, were Quinn and her 5 years old daughter, Beth. Quinn was quietly crying and hugging her daughter at the same time. Rachel was one of her best friends, while Finn was his ex-boyfriend, but she still cared about him, as a friend. They were really important for her. She feared their death, but she was also scared of wht might happen if only one of them died. The other one would be abandoned and lonely, just as Quinn was feeling every single day.

"Mommy, when is daddy coming back from his trip?"

That was what hurt the most to Quinn, lying to Beth. She and Beth's father had been in love, but one night he left without explanations. She told Beth he was on holidays, but eventually she would have to tell her the truth.

"Soon, honey." She kissed Beth's forehead in between tears. "Soon."

Little did they know, Beth's father, Puck, was sitting on that very same waiting room: crying because of Finn, his best friend, and crying because of what he did to Quinn and Beth...

Next to him was a blonde, tall girl, next to his girlfriend, Santana. "San, what happened?" The blonde asked.

"They were in an accident, Britt," Santana replied, crying. Rachel was her best friend and Finn was someone who she couldn't exactly call 'best friend' but he had done a lot for her. Brittany was Rachel's best friend, too. Quinn, Santana, Brittany and Rachel were best friends. They had met in high school and been to the same college. Together, they had been inseparable, and they still were. So they were anxiously hoping for the doctors to say whether they were alive or dead. And they really couldn't wait anymore.

Suddenly, Rachel's dads walked in, followed by the doctors, and then Finn and Kurt's parents. Leroy, Rachel's dad, sighed. "Finn is okay," he said. "A few broken bones, but that's it."

"What about Rachel?" asked Kurt.

"We don't know."

Another doctor stepped in. "We aren't sure. We think she might have a broken leg, but there's more than that."

"Is she alive?" Carole, Finn's mom, asked.

"Yes, she is."

Almost everyone in that waiting room felt relief. Finn and Rachel were both alive, and that was amazing.

"But she might have some problems."

Quinn felt her eyes water. No, not problems... What could happen? Rachel could be in serious trouble... "Like what?" She finally asked.

"Mental problems. Or just amnesia."

About 50 people gasped or showed to be surprised. But they would never feel as sad and upset as he did. He, who was watching everything. He, who had unsuccessfully tried to contact Rachel himself, and knew he had no choice.

Finn Hudson.