Finn had no idea what to do. Ever since, he had joined the army, nothing felt the same. Contacting Rachel seemed to become harder and harder since the generals either didn't care or simply didn't allow him to.
Every day was spent training to a soldier or learning how to clean a rifle. Either way, he hated it so far. He wondered how long it would take for the year to be over.
He actually found the part of using guns to be pretty cool. He loved the sound it made when the gun went off and the adrenaline it made him feel. It was simply the best feeling in the world. Knowing, each day he was succeeding at it only made it better.
Weeks and had turned into months, Finn was finally ready for the war. Both him and his classmates. He was excited about it. Rachel would be so proud of him if she knew. She'd tell him something about how much of a hero she was and how much she loved him. He was glad he had done this. The whole going to the army for not only himself but also his father.
He grew as a man and a person in there. He learned how to survive. He learned how to never leave someone behind.
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Rachel sat on the sofa in the living room. She wondered how Finn was doing. If he was okay. If he was still alive. The perks of having your fiancé in the army were those. You would always be concerned and your heart would always be in your hands. Literally. Not else would matter but that one phone call or that one news on the TV that ensured you he was okay.
Lately, she had been keeping herself busy with NYADA. She figured the more distracted she was the easier it made it for her to be less worried and think the worse. Of course, sometimes that didn't happen and Kurt would have to step in and tell her everything is okay and not is wrong. That makes it all better.
She was sitting on the sofa in the living room when the phone went off. She reached out for it, hoping it was Finn to tell her he was okay. She answered the phone with a cheerful ' Hello' and a deep male voice come from the other side. "Hello. Is this Rachel Berry?" She swallowed softly, her hands beginning to tremble while her heart jumped inside of her chest. " Y—Yes. This is she. Who am I speaking to?" She asked with a trembling voice. She had no idea what to except. What to think. Was Finn okay? Had something happened?
"This is General Mark Roberts. I'm calling to let you know that your fiancé has been injured on duty. We're currently sending him back to a hospital in Lima. Is condition isn't the best, ma'am. But, you have yourself a fighter there." The man told her calmly, but in a serious voice.
Meanwhile on the other side of the phone, Rachel covered her mouth at the sound of the news. She couldn't believe her ears. The love of her life was injured. Fighting for his life. This was serious. What if he died? What if he didn't survive? What she do without him. This was serious. Oh my god. What if she lost him?