A/N: So I know I said that I wanted to write about Finn and Rachel in NY after high school as my next fic, but I saw a prompt on tumblr that just screamed out at me and was begging to be written. I think it's going to turn out to be about 5 or 6 chapters. Maybe more, but I guess I'll see how people respond to it. Please review! :)

Every time I see your face
My heart takes off on a high speed chase
Now don't be scared, it's only love
Baby, that we're falling in

~ Lifehouse (Falling In)

He doesn't know what made him do it.

One minute he was helping control the hose that was shooting water at the smoke and flames of the burning building, and the next he was rushing in because he had a feeling—call it intuition, a sixth-sense, or a gut feeling, but there was something pulling him into that burning theatre. He knew there was someone in there that he was meant to save.

He ignores the shouts coming from behind him and runs into the building. He's momentarily blinded as he tries to run through the smoke filling the area, but pushes forward in the direction his gut is taking him to. He finds himself surrounded by fallen beams while particles still fall from the ceiling. He keeps going until he sees a small movement from the corner of his eye.

He runs to the movement and notices a tiny figure almost completely covered in bits of debris. He quickly throws the ruined stage props off of them until he sees the small body of a woman, her eyes seeming to go in and out of focus as the fumes threaten to suffocate her. As gently as he can, he lifts her in his arms and runs back the way he came.

After that, it's all kind of a blur. He remembers the paramedic taking the girl from him and rushing her into an ambulance. He vaguely remembers the pat on the back Puck gives him, and the look on his captain's face as he tells him to never run in like that without warning again and abandon his assigned duty, but that he's proud of him.

Finn just watches as the girl he saved—the first person he's ever saved on the job, actually—is given an oxygen mask while the paramedic checks her over. Her face and body are covered in soot and she still looks slightly disoriented. Almost as if she can feel his stare, though, her eyes slowly look up and lock with his. He feels a shock go through his whole body and can't bring himself to tear his gaze away from her bright brown eyes. It's as if the rest of the world falls away and all he feels is a warm sensation bubble up in his chest as something tightens around his heart.

He's brought out of his trance abruptly as the other guys in his company call for him to help re-fold the hose as they prepare to head back to the station. The next time he has a chance to look over, he realizes his brown-eyed girl is nowhere to be found—the ambulance she was in was making its way to the hospital.

"Finn? Yo, Hudson!"

He shoots his head up as he hears the voice of his best friend shout at him. It's been hours since they reported to the fire down at the theatre and he's had the image of that brunette in his head the entire time. He sits now, on a chair in the lounge as he contemplates what to do. His shift ended about 10 minutes ago and now he sits here in jeans and an FDNY hoodie.

Puck sits down next to him and waves a hand in front of his face. "Hello? Earth to Finn. Dude, I thought you'd be on cloud nine right now, knowing you saved someone from that building. How the hell did you even know she was in there?"

Finn looks up at Puck, the guy he's known pretty much his entire life, and shrugs. "I don't know. Would you believe me if I told you it was just this…weird feeling? Like one minute I was concentrating on something and the next, I felt this pull to go in there."

Puck just stared at him. "Huh. Well, whatever it was, good job man. Just don't run in there without saying anything next time. Seriously, Captain looked like he was going to run in and take you out himself. We didn't know what to do." He looked thoughtful for a moment, "Hey, Quinn's busy tonight—something about a girl's only movie night or some shit. Wanna go grab a beer?"

Finn shook his head, "Nah, I think I wanna go to the hospital to see how that girl is doing. I've never saved someone like that before and I feel like I need to make sure she's still ok."

"Yeah, sure. I'm gonna see if Sam wants to get a drink. I'll see you at home then?" asked Puck.

Finn nods and gets up to stretch slightly before offering Puck a fist bump and makes his way out of the firehouse.

As Finn walks into the hospital (he asked his captain, Paul, which hospital the people injured from the fire were taken to) he remembers that he has no idea what the girl's name is. He clutches the bouquet of flowers he bought and contemplates his options for a second before he just decides to go for it. He walks up to the nurse's desk and waits for the attendant to notice him.

"Can I help you?" asks the old woman at the desk.

"Yeah, um, I'm looking for a girl. But I don't know her name," he trails off awkwardly at the raised eyebrow the woman is giving him. "Let me start over. See, I'm a firefighter. I was on the scene today for the fire down on 15th and I saved a woman. I didn't get a chance to get her name or anything and I want to make sure that she's alright. She's the first person I've ever saved on the job before. And we just kind of had this weird connection thing and—"

He stopped abruptly as he realized he was rambling and smiled sheepishly at the lady behind the counter.

"I'm not supposed to do this," she said, "but you're just adorable and I'm honored that you are a firefighter in this city, risking your life to help others. I'm more than sure the girl you're talking about is in room 139—all I've heard from her is about the heroic firefighter that saved her life that she'll never get a chance to see again." She laughs at the look of astonishment on Finn's face and continues, "Go straight down this hall, turn to the right, and it'll be the last door on your left. Good luck." She gives him a wink and turns back to her computer.

"Wow, uh, thanks," he shakes his head slightly and makes his way down the hall. She remembered him saving her? Did she remember the look they had shared? He's brought out of his thoughts as he reached the door marked 139. He takes a deep breath. He didn't even know what he was going to say to her. Clutching the flowers tightly, he knocked lightly on the door before stepping into the room.

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