A/N: I have been reading Faberry fanfics for well over a year, and haven't attempted to write because I know I can't compete with some of the fantastic writers on here. However, after seeing 'On My Way', I haven't been able to get this story out of my head. I have no idea where to go with it or even if I want to continue, I would like to see what you guys think.

All mistakes are mine. I don't own Glee and all that jazz.

Chapter 1

Quinn Fabray had been through a lot over the past three years, but nothing scared her as much as the crash that left her in a wheelchair for who knows how long. The doctors assured her that she wouldn't be in that chair permanently; in fact if she worked hard at her physio she could be out of it within six months. Quinn gives everything one hundred percent, and there was no 'if' about it. She knew she would be walking in six months.

If Quinn were to be really honest with herself though, she doesn't give everything one hundred percent. There was one thing that eluded her, one thing she never had the courage to just go for. After what she's been through, she figures there is no time like the present to put that right. The one thing she wanted the most nearly slipped through her fingers due to her cowardice and the accident, as painful and horrible as it was, could have actually been a blessing in disguise. She knew she couldn't be a coward anymore. Life is too damn short.

Quinn is pulled out of her musings when her wheelchair suddenly became lighter, easier to wheel around the halls of McKinley. She looked behind her and couldn't contain her smile at the person pushing her along.

Rachel Berry.

"Hey you"

"Good afternoon, Quinn. Would you allow me the pleasure of escorting you to Glee?" Rachel seemed to be bouncing with happiness; it was infectious.

"Of course"

Quinn turned back around and sat her hands in her lap. They were starting to hurt after pushing herself around all day. Maybe she really does need to get some driving gloves like Artie, but that thought makes her shudder. Rachel's voice cuts through the horrifying mental image of beige, fake leather driving gloves.

"And how are you today?"

"I'm good thanks. Although I'm finding it hard to push myself around all day, my hands are killing."

"Well if you ever need an escort Miss Fabray, let me know."

The blonde turns her head back to Rachel and again, can't help but smile. "Thank you."

Rachel smiles back warmly. She still blames herself for what happened to her friend, but after much reassurance by the blonde that it was her own fault for not looking at the road, Rachel is slowly starting to forgive herself. Quinn is alive after all, and she's more determined than ever to make sure the former Cheerio is her friend for life. That doesn't mean she still isn't surprised by Quinn's next question.

"What are you doing tonight?"

"I'm sorry, what?"

Fuck it. Quinn thought. It's time to bite the bullet.

"Are you free tonight? I would really like to…um…talk to you. You can come to my house, maybe you can help me cook?"

Rachel had never been invited to Quinn Fabray's house before. This was definitely new. She couldn't refuse though; she had been waiting for three years to be invited to Quinn's house, as her friend. What did Quinn want to talk to her about though? What the hell, she wasn't going to pass this up.

"Sure! I would love to, Quinn. Do you need me to bring anything?"

"No, but thanks anyway. I think I know what we can make. And don't worry, I know you're a vegan." Quinn craned her neck around to Rachel again and winked. The brunette beamed back.

"What time shall I come around? About six?"

"Yeah, six would be good."

The girls realised that they had arrived in the choir room. Mr Schue wasn't there yet, but everyone else was, pretty much. The teenagers lit up when they saw Quinn, glad to see her back at school and back in Glee. They all honestly thought they would never see the girl again.

"Hey Quinn!" Tina exclaimed. "So good to see you!" She ran over and wrapped Quinn in a hug. She and Mike had probably seen Quinn the least since she left hospital.

"Good to see you too, Tina. Hey guys!"

"Hey Quinn" everyone chorused. Rachel can't remember seeing her team mates so happy in this room, apart from after competition wins. Brittany and Sugar were waving excitedly, Kurt and Blaine did a little clap, and Mercedes and Santana had looks of pure admiration and warmth on their faces. Yep, even Santana.

Despite everything that's happened, Rachel feels like she could burst with joy. The Glee club are closer than ever and seemingly unstoppable for a Nationals win, and the girl in front of her is…well, alive. And her friend…possibly her best friend, even.

She wheels Quinn over to the end of the first row, and sits in the empty chair next to her. The blonde looks at her quizzically.

"Not sitting next to Finn?"

Rachel glances over to her fiance. Actually, is he her fiancé? Is he even her boyfriend? She doesn't know. Finn gives her a sad, yet still lopsided smile. The two haven't talked properly since they rushed out of the church after hearing about Quinn's accident. Finn cornered her once Quinn was out of hospital, and asked Rachel what was going on between them, because she hadn't mentioned the wedding since. Rachel pleaded that she still wanted to get married, but figured they shouldn't rush into it. Finn was visibly hurt by that, and said he needed time to think.

Deep down, Rachel really wasn't sure if she wanted to get married anymore.

The brunette began: "on the day…before we heard about your accident…I was waiting for you. I refused to start the ceremony without you. Finn was pushing me, saying 'it's now or never' and…I don't know, when he said that I just felt, dread I suppose. I tried to put it off a little longer by texting you…again." Rachel's lip started to tremble. It still hurt so much. She'll never forget how she felt when Mr Schue told everyone about the accident, just as Finn began saying his vows. She managed a watery smile as Quinn reached over and squeezed her hand.

"Hey, it's ok…I'm here aren't I?" The blonde tried to reassure her.

Rachel took a deep breath and tried to compose herself. "Anyway…for the next couple of days the priority was you…we were all so worried…just hoping you would pull through. Finn and I didn't have chance to talk about the wedding. Then you woke up, yet we still didn't talk about it. And I didn't want to talk about it; that's when I realised getting married was probably a mistake. I really, really wanted you at the wedding of course, but I think if I really wanted to marry him, I would have just done it. When he said 'now or never', I should have said 'okay' and took his hand. But I didn't."

Quinn nodded along to what Rachel was saying and she felt relief wash over her. She was glad the brunette had finally realised that marrying Finn Hudson was nothing short of ridiculous.

"Well, it may have taken a car accident, but I'm glad you finally took my advice" Quinn offered, with a cheeky grin.

The brunette poked her in the ribs, but couldn't help a small smile herself. "Not funny, Fabray."

"HEY GUYS!" Mr Schue traipsed into the room, late as usual. "QUINN! Wow! So great to see you back!"

"Thanks Mr Schue, I'm glad to be back."

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