So this fanfiction will include the stories I will be writing for this last "Faberry Week". I am a bit saddened that this event won't be happening again and this is the last edition, so hopefully more people will contribute to "go out with a boom".

Without any further delay, here my first post:

Prompt 1 - Second Chances

Take all your chances while you can

You never know when they'll pass you by

"Face it, Berry, Quinn is not coming" Santana looked up from her nails, staring at the brunette who was pacing back and forth in the room. "Was it really necessary to put us through this dumb situation, wearing these hideous dresses too?" She picked at the pink fabric and looked at the other girls. Some nodded and some just shrugged the comment off like nothing has ever been said.

"She promised me, Santana." Rachel reached her phone inside her purse, checking for any incoming message but there was none. She was getting worried. Had Quinn changed her mind, again? As much as she hated to admit it, her approval was the only way she could really go through this marriage without any doubt. Quinn was the rational one between them. Despite her young lapse of judgement that resulted in her pregnancy, she was definitely the only source of her sanity. She had to be there.

"Rachel, we need to go." Finn walked into the room, already working a sweat. His face was all red and shiny, his eyes were filled with anxiety and anticipation for what they were going to go do very soon. "They are going to give our slot to someone else."

"Just five more minutes, please." She looked down at her phone, hoping that it'd start beeping with a text from her. "Please, Quinn." She whispered to herself, gripping the phone between her trembling fingers.

"It's now or never, Rachel." He stepped forward, to take her hand and lead her into the courtroom where they'd finally become wife and husband. He was ready, why couldn't she put that damn phone down?

Rachel was ready to follow him. It was him or Quinn. Why couldn't she have both? She gave her phone to Kurt, taking his sweaty hand in hers and let herself be dragged out of the room when a phone pinged. And again. And again. She turned toward the source of that noise, finding Mercedes swiping on her own homescreen, to accept the incoming call.

She stopped. She froze in her step and released Finn's hand. Everything stopped around them. It felt like she was having one of those so-called "out-of-body" experiences. She was there and not, at the same time. She was at loss of words and her heart was shattering inside her chest. She could feel the pounding in her ears. She could feel her mouth run dry or the cold sweat running down her back. She was petrified and unable to move. She forgot how to breathe, despite the years of training, once the words "accident", "Quinn" and "hospital" filled her ears.

Then everything went black…

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"Please, wake up." A soft yet panicked voice filled her ears. It was so familiar and warm. It made Rachel want to keep her eyes closed and let that melodious voice lull her back to sleep. "Oh gosh I freaking killed her. Rachel. Please baby, wake up." Warm hands cupped her face, gently forcing her eyes open so that they could check her pupils and eventually assess the damage.

"Mmm…tired." Rachel muttered, trying to roll away from that grip, that obviously loosened the moment she moved and showed signs of being alive and well.

"Oh god." The other person sighed in relief and laid back on the bed, casually throwing an arm over her waist and tugging her closer to their own body. "Don't scare me like that again, Rachel Barbra Berry!" Nimble fingers found her side, pinching the tender skin of her hip, making Rachel jump away fully awake.

"That hurts…you brute." The brunette finally seemed to acknowledge where she was and with whom. Her eyes quickly scanned the environment, before settling on the other person in the room who was lying there, in her full naked glory with only a thin sheet draped over her lower body. "QUINN?! What are you doing here?" She shrieked, upon realizing she was visibly underdressed before her former enemy now turned best friend.

"I didn't know I was that good to have literally fucked your brains out." The ex-Cheerio stretched like a cat, showing off her toned body to the brunette, making her blush and look away from that tantalizing sight. "Come here, I don't bite that hard." She chuckled and patted the spot she had just vacated.

"Maybe we should talk about this, what happened? Did we…Did we have an intercourse?" Rachel didn't really understand what was going on. Was she having a vivid hot dream about Quinn? Was she hallucinating? All she could remember was the courtroom and the wedding and…"Oh god, you had an accident." She closed the distance between them, trying to spot any sight of injury on her immaculate porcelain skin. She didn't care if she was acting like a crazy lunatic, but what if Quinn was bleeding internally? "I should have listened to you. The wedding was a huge mistake…" Rachel looked up into Quinn's puzzled and worried face, who had totally lost her.

"Rach, as much as I am in love with you, I think we are still young to take that step don't you think?" The blonde cupped her face with one palm and pulled her to lay down, beside her. "What's wrong? Are you freaking out because you are regretting what happened between us?" She nodded toward their state of nakedness, with hurt in her eyes. "We don't have to do it anymore, if you feel not ready. You seemed into it, but maybe I misread the signs…"

"Oh no. I…I am not freaking out because of what I assumed happened between us." Rachel tried to wrap her mind around the million thoughts she was dealing with. "I am so lost, Quinn. I am afraid I don't recall what actually happened. I am so sorry." She tried to pull away from the blonde, who just pressed a kiss against her forehead and tugged her toward her chest. "I am so confused."

"It's okay. What is the last thing you remember?" The blonde's fingers ran through her messy hair, trying to untangle her knots without causing her any discomfort.

"I don't know…We had just won Regionals and I was in a courtroom. I was waiting for you." Rachel closed her arms around herself, almost curling into a fetal position whilst Quinn kept on stroking her hair, with a tenderness she could only imagine she possessed. "I…we were not the ones standing in the courtroom to be joined in a wedding. It was-"

"Let me guess, Finn." Quinn took a long breath in and pulled back from the brunette. Despite her efforts, it seemed that Finn Hudson would always be sure to ruin their moments, one way or another. "What happened afterwards? Did you manage to tie the knot and live happily ever after?" She was raising her walls up and she knew that. But how could she not, when the aftermath of their first time together was being tainted by the ghost of their past?

"Don't do this. Don't pull away." Rachel tried to reach for the blonde, who just sat up with her back to the brunette. The shorter girl couldn't help but feeling the rejection and the hurt caused by Quinn's cold stance, but could she really blame her? She had no idea what had just happened between the blonde woman and "her Rachel" and she was probably ruining it.

"So, did you get married? I want to know how the story ends." She whispered harshly, fisting the blankets with her bare hands. The same blankets that still smelled of them. That still smelled of the woman she was desperately in love with. "Never mind, hope you are happy with him If it's what you really dream about." She looked around for her clothes and just moved toward them, ready to flee the scene.

"You got into an accident! You got into a fucking car accident because I was too stubborn to agree with you, about how stupid the whole thing was." Rachel jumped out of bed and threw the clothes to the side, cupping the girl's face with her hands. "In my dream or my world, whatever you want to call it, I don't know if you are dead or alive. I don't know if I fucking killed you!" She collapsed against the taller woman's chest, gripping her tightly as tears poured out of her closed eyes.

"Rachel…" Quinn's tone softened, keeping the girl in her arms as they moved back to the unmade bed. Lying down, she held the weeping brunette against her as her palms rubbed up and down her shaking back. "I am here. I am here and I am okay." She whispered softly, kissing the top of her head as the brunette seemed to bury herself even closer.

"I don't want him. It's never been about him." Rachel sniffed, nuzzling her face into the crook of the blonde's neck. "It's always been you and I am so sorry it took me so long to figure it out."

"It's okay. I am here, I am not going anywhere." Quinn tilted her head upwards and placed a soft kiss on her lips. "I love you, Rachel, and that is never going to change." She whispered against the shorter girl's lips, who could only nod and lean up to close any distance between them.

She didn't know if it was just another dream or a sick game that her mind was playing her, but she didn't care. It felt like another chance to re-do everything from the start. It felt like a second chance at happiness, with Quinn and she wasn't going to waste it, as long as she could hold onto it. She had no idea how long she would be granted this moment, but she hoped it'd be long enough to fully taste this love for Quinn. To taste how Quinn loved her.

"Love me. Love me the way you'd love your Rachel…" The brunette pulled the blonde on top of her, locking her arms around her neck. "I need you, Quinn." She closed her eyes, letting herself fall into the safety of Quinn's love. If it was a dream, she didn't want to ever wake up…

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"She is waking up. Give her some room." Leroy walked to her daughter's bed, wiping the sweat off her forehead with his handkerchief. "Wake up, honey." He sat beside her, holding onto her hand as Hiram stood behind him rubbing his shoulders, in comfort.

"-inn...I need you." She muttered softly, as she slowly woke herself up from her dream. A beautiful dream about Quinn Fabray.

"I am here baby, I am not going anywhere." Finn sat on her other side, placing his hand over her petite one. "Take your time, sweetie."

"He doesn't even know what's gonna come onto him." Santana raised her hands in surrender and walked toward the door, not really needing to be proved right. "I will go check on Judy and see if she needs anything." She slipped out of the room, snapping the door shut louder than desired.

"Don't leave me, please…" Rachel slowly curled on herself, taking her hand away from her boyfriend's grasp, who couldn't help but feel hurt at the gesture, even though the girl was not even conscious.

"You are okay, Rachel. Wake up, baby." Leroy kissed her forehead softly and squeezed her hand a bit more, feeling her fingers wrap around his bigger ones for the first time in hours.

"Quinn…" Rachel slowly opened her eyes, adjusting them to the brightness of the room. Her eyes landed on her fathers, who smiled in relief. She fought the urge to close her eyes, once again, when a movement to her left caught her attention. There stood Finn, balling his fists in anger and disappointment. "What…happened?" She looked around the room, trying to find any answer on the faces of her family or close friends.

"How long huh?" Finn's thundering voice startled everyone, Rachel and her fathers included. Hiram took a step closer to the bed, hoping that Finn didn't try to make any pass at his daughter or he'd have him to deal with. "How long have you fucking her behind my back? Answer me!"

"How dare you, Finn Hudson?" Rachel sat up in bed, ready to lounge at him if he even dared to badmouth the girl who was probably risking her life for their stupid wedding. "I am not cheating on you with anyone, but thank you for proving me how wrong and stupid it would have been to get married to you." She grabbed the engagement ring and threw it at him, hitting him in the chest with it. "Get out of my sight." She pointed to the door and watched him grunt in displeasure, kicking a hospital chair on his way out.

"Baby girl…" Leroy turned to his stressed daughter, who was trying to get out of bed. "You passed out for an anxiety attack, you need to rest for a while."

"I need to see her, Dad. Is she…oh god, is she okay?" She looked over at her silent friends, who had witnessed another episode in the long troubled story of Finn and Rachel.

"She has gone through a long surgery and she Is back in her room. She has a fractured leg and a dislocated shoulder, but it was pure luck that she didn't report any further damage." Mercedes stepped in, rubbing her arms, trying to warm herself up.

"I need to see her." Rachel pleaded her fathers with her eyes, who sighed deeply and nodded. They helped her standing and letting her take the next few steps until she was steady on her feet. Once she was fine to go, she walked out of her room with her friends in tow. In the hallway, she found herself looking around to find her way to Quinn's room, which was apparently at her left.

"Rachel." Finn's voice echoed through the hallways from her right. He was slowly approaching her, wearing an apologetic smile. "I should have never accused of cheating on me, but when I heard her name and not mine-"

"Your first assumption was that I was cheating on you, with Quinn? You are ridiculous and so insecure, Finn. This was a mistake, we should have never even gotten back together after Nationals." She turned to walk away, when his hand held onto her arm, effectively stopping her.

"What does this mean, Rachel?" He held onto her. He held onto the last chance of changing her mind about this, about them.

"It's over, Finn. I am sorry." She freed herself from his grasp and walked away from him, without sparing him another glance. It was time for them to start over. She didn't know where this road with Quinn would have lead them, but she wasn't going to waste her second chance with her…

If I had the chance to start again

Then you would be the one I'd come and find

It's all about you

THE END

A/N: song and title are inspired by the song "Chances" - Athlete

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