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Summary: Never. Not in a million years did anyone ever think something like this would happen to Finn and Rachel Hudson. But it did. And now they were trying to put the pieces back together.


Chapter 1 Happy Family

She still couldn't believe it. At the beginning of high school, Rachel Berry had been the loser, the freak. No friends, no social status, no one to talk to. She was all alone in a sea full of people. She was more talented than any of them, and yet, she couldn't seem to have anything go her way. Everyone hated her, and she could hardly blame them for it. She was a bit high maintenance and more than a little selfish.

But that had all changed. Winning Nationals her senior year had been the turning point. The point where she realized that people did recognize her as more than a loser. She was a star. She had friends; friends she would do anything for. She had even skipped sectionals because of the whole student president fiasco she couldn't believe she had orchestrated. She was dating the most popular and handsome guy in the whole school. The Cheerios cheered for her, accepted her. The most popular girl in school actually called her a friend, and all of the Glee members were her best friends.

She had gotten into NYADA and had done very well for herself on Broadway. Finn had served for six years before coming back to marry her finally and conceiving their first child: Michael. Finn got a job at a local company to help support the family while Rachel continued to do shows on Broadway for a few more years before they found out they were expecting again: Bryan.

Finn worked his way up the corporate latter, finding he was a lot smarter in the field than he ever gave himself credit for. He was Vice President of his division, making good money for as few hours as he could get away with so he could be home and be with his two wonderful boys. Rachel slowed down on the amount of shows she performed in, but she could never give up Broadway.

Not completely.

Rachel smiled now as she watched Bryan, now 5, tackle Finn to the ground as Michael, now 7, jumped on him from the side. Heading down the steps, she decided it would be fun to join them. Running quickly up behind Bryan, she grabbed him from around the middle and pulled him up and off Finn.

"I got you!" she cried, tickling Bryan's sides, giggling.

"Mommy!" he cried out, laughing and squealing.

Then, they all piled up on top of Rachel, all laughing and smiling and enjoying every moment of the day. The sun was warm on their skin, the grass tickling their legs and arms as they rolled around in it. Birds sung the sweet soundtrack in the background as Mufasa, their golden retriever, decided to run out of the house just then, barking, wanting to join in on the fun.

The boys laughed as the dog ran up to them, licking their faces. Finn rolled off to the side, laying on his back and closed his eyes, enjoying listening to the melodic sound that was his daughters' laughter. Rachel lay down beside him, leaning her head in the crook of his shoulder. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders, pulling her to him, kissing her on her forehead.

The boys were preoccupied with the dog now. She tilted her head so she could look up and into his eyes. "I love you, Finn," she told him.

She remember that when Finn had sent her off to NYADA, he had said that if they were meant to be, they would find each other and be together. How true he was. They were the perfect couple. Everyone told them that, and it was good to hear. Rachel smiled into Finn's chest. She was glad they hadn't gotten married right out of high school. She'd been given the opportunity to grow up, mature, become the woman Finn deserved.

Finn had done some growing up, too. The military had taught him much about family, honor, pride. He kept that with him, all that he had learned. It didn't harden him like it did to some soldiers. It just made him stronger, more durable, more reliable.

Pushing to her feet, Rachel helped Finn to his. "Who wants some dinner?" she asked, pulled Finn behind her towards the house where the salad was ready and waiting for them on the table already.

"Me!" the boys cried out, racing each other to the house.

Smiling, Rachel and Finn walked hand in hand to the house, as in love with each other as the days back in high school.


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"Mommy, do you have to go?" she asked her, her pleading, brown eyes were wet with tears she refused to shed.

"Jocelyn, it'll only be for two nights. You love staying with Grandma Judy, right?" she reminded her.

"She makes me read from the Bible every night before I go to bed after we pray for ten minutes. I only like it when I pray with you. You read me the Bible the right way. She doesn't do it right," she told her matter-of-factly.

"Well, how about I talk to her about it? See if maybe she can change it so you have more fun with it? How's that sound?" she tried to reassure her.

Quinn was going on a business trip for a couple days in Washington and was going to be leaving her daughter, Jocelyn, with her mother, who flew all the way to Pacific Grove, California for the week to help out with Joce.

She pouted a bit, but she always did whenever Quinn needed to leaver her some place for very long. She'd forget that Quinn had left after a few hours and let go and have fun with Grandma Judy, Quinn was sure.

A knock on the door made Quinn look up. "I bet that's her," she smiled at her daughter. "You want to go let her in?" she asked.

Nodding, Jocelyn's curls spilled over her shoulder. Getting up, she quickly ran to the door to let in Grandma Judy. Joce had long since stopped asking where her Grandpa was o why she only had one grandma and not two like so many other kids her age.

Her mama always had the same explanation. She'd pull Jocelyn real close and hug her tight. "Grandma Judy's love for you is so great that she didn't want to share you with anyone else. She wanted you all to herself. And that's okay. Sometimes, it's okay to be selfish." Jocelyn remembered nodding her head in understanding, thinking Mommy had all the answers.

"Ok, kiddo, I have got to go. Be good, okay?" Quinn pulled her suitcase to the front hall and set the luggage down next to the door so she could pull Jocelyn in for a big hug. "I love you more than anything in the world. Remember that." She kissed her daughter on the head.

"I love you, too, Mommy," Joce replied, hugging her mother tighter than before. She had a bad feeling about her mother leaving, but no one would listen to her when she asked her to stay home.

Pulling back, Quinn stood up, grabbed her luggage and went out the door with a small wave goodbye. The door clicked behind her, and if Jocelyn had know that'd be the last time seeing her, she would have ran after her and hugged her so tightly and never let go. Maybe then she'd stay.

Quinn boarded the plane, quickly grabbing her seat. She saw that the passenger next to her seemed to be a young woman about her age. Good. She rarely got that lucky. With a smile, she scooted over to the window seat to really take in the sights as they took off. Watching the plane take off and seeing the buildings get smaller was her favorite part.

It didn't take long to get in the air and the ride smoothed out and got a lot less bumpy. They were in the air for maybe ten minutes, and it didn't take long for Quinn to start talking to the young woman about where they were going. The woman was also going to Washington for a seminar. Suddenly the captain came over the intercom and told them they'd have to do an emergency landing.

Widespread panic shot throughout the plane, all trying to make glances out the windows to see if they could find what the problem was. Quinn turned in her seat to look behind her to see how full the plane was. There were a lot of people on here. Too many to have all die in such a tragic way. This only ever happen in movies or in those books she read. The captain would be able to straighten them out in no time.

But that didn't happen. The plane was dipping dramatically. In fact, it felt like they were nearly vertical now. Her heart was beating harder and faster than it ever had before. They'd be able to land the plane safely. They were trained to do so in these circumstances. Right? Right. She reassured herself. She kept her head facing forward so she could only look ahead of her. She couldn't bear to look out the window as they lost altitude. The woman beside her was sobbing quietly to herself, but Quinn didn't move.

Finally, she couldn't keep herself from taking a glance out of the window. The water below was rushing up rather quickly. They'd have nowhere to go but under the water, soon. And soon came a lot quicker than she anticipated.

The force of the impact sent her flying out of her seat. The seat belt unable to keep her seated any longer. She hadn't clasped it very firmly in her haste. She hit the seats in front of her before coming to rest near the front of the plane. As the water rushed through the plane and filled ever crevice, she wondered what would happen to her poor girl. Jocelyn. How much she would miss her. Dear God, please help her find the right home.

Quinn knew she wasn't going to survive this. Not from drowning. The realization hit her hard. But, there was no time question it. She was shoved under the water in no time at all, fading to the black, letting the darkness take over.


To continue or not to continue? That is the question.