Rachel opened her eyes and saw the ceiling lights flashing past. Her body was rattling like she was on a cart or something…

"We've got a pulse!" Rachel heard someone yell. Another person shinned a light in both of her eyes.

"She's unresponsive." he stated. "Get her prepped for surgery."

"What?" Rachel blurted as she sat up. She was flying down the hall surrounded by a dozen or so nurses and doctors. Looking behind her, she realized they weren't there for her, they were there for Quinn.

Rachel panicked when she saw that her and Quinn's lower bodies were almost merged, causing her to fall off the gurney. She watched helplessly as the surgeons started working on Quinn. Her eyes kept closing at the sight of blood, but for some reason, she could still see it.

Walking behind the curtain, Rachel looked down at Quinn. She wasn't the same beautiful girl she remembered. The entire left side of her face was mangled. Suddenly, the room echoed a loud beeping noise that caused the doctors to become frantic.

"Charge to 10." a man ordered. "Clear!" he called out, pressing the paddles around Quinn's heart.

Rachel felt a sharp pain in her chest, forcing a cry to escape from her lips as she bent over clutching her chest.

The beeping sound continued and the line on the monitor went flat.

"Charge again."

The doctor touched the paddles to Quinn's heart again.

"Clear!"

Rachel cried out as she felt another sharp pain pulse through her body. Everyone in the room grew silent and paused for a moment. The line on the monitor remained flat.

"Charge to 20."

"But doctor…"

"20." the man repeated, locking eyes with the shorter woman. The nurse obeyed, and the man called out once again. "Clear!"

Rachel screamed, throwing her hands to her chest as she collapsed to the floor.

"Rachel!" Hiram came running around his daughters bed.

"Honey, are you alright?" LeRoy fell to his knees and picked Rachel up from the floor. She was shaking and covered in sweat. "What happened?"

Breathing heavily, Rachel sat up in her fathers arms and brought her hand up to her chest. She could feel her heart pounding.

"Another dream?" Hiram finally asked. Rachel nodded. "I'm sorry, sweetie…"

Pulling their daughter up from the floor, they put her back into bed. After she was calmed down, her fathers left her room and Rachel sunk into her sheets. Staring at the ceiling, she closed her eyes. She needed to go back. She needed to see that Quinn came back.

Rachel tried to shield herself as the lights above her flickered violently. She spotted feet down the corridor, which puzzled her. Of all the dreams she had like this, no one was ever in the corridor with her. Bringing her hand away from her eyes, Rachel squinted to see who it was.

The person was covered in bandages, except for areas on their right side. They were holding themselves up by their portable IV. Strands of blonde hair became visible.

Rachel let out quiet gasp. "Quinn?"

The figure responded with a smile, a half smile. It had to be Quinn.

Rachel started to walk toward the other girl, and the blonde did the same. As they got closer, Quinn's image started to fade. Stopping all together, Rachel focused on her disappearing friend.

Taking a step backward, nothing happened, so Rachel took two more. Quinn cocked her head and her smile faded, but her image was becoming clear again.

Suddenly, Quinn began walking forward.

"No…" Rachel breathed out when she saw Quinn disappearing again. The brunette started stepping backward faster, but Quinn picked up her pace, too.

"Stop, Quinn!" Rachel called out. "Please…"

Quinn stopped abruptly, causing Rachel to do the same. Then, she heard a familiar voice, but couldn't make out what was being said. Rachel saw part of Quinn's mouth move.

"Quinn, I can't hear you…"

Quinn started walking to Rachel again, and disappearing at the same time.

"No!" Rachel yelled, about to walk backward, but she heard Quinn's voice again and clearer than before.

"Rach…" Quinn said faintly, holding her hand out.

Rachel looked back at the blonde. They were only a few yards apart, even less with Quinn's arm extended.

"Rach…" Quinn repeated. "Take my hand."

Pausing for a moment, Rachel reached out but stopped just short of the blonde. "I-I can't."

Quinn slowly brought her hand down to her side. They were too close for her expression to be read, so Rachel took a few steps backward, hoping to see Quinn's face clearer. Just before she could, Quinn spoke.

"Why are you leaving me?"

"I'm not." Rachel choked. "I'm here." she smiled as she stopped backing away.

Quinn moved forward and after two steps, Rachel retreated one.

"Why are you leaving me?"

"I'm not." Rachel repeated.

"You're leaving me!" Quinn got louder. The corridor began to shake.

"Quinn, I'm still here!" Rachel cried out.

"Everyone always leaves me." Quinn spoke softly as the corridor stopped shaking. "Don't leave me alone, Rachel."

"I wont." the brunette started to hold her hand out, but stopped half way when she saw Quinn walking toward her again.

"Quinn, you have to stop!" Rachel warned, stepping back and trying to keep the same distance between them, but Quinn didn't slow down. "Quinn!" she tried to get her attention again.

Suddenly, Rachel's back hit a wall. She looked to both sides of her and realized she was at a dead end. Quinn didn't stop getting closer, fading more and more.

Quinn was almost fully gone when she stopped inches away from Rachel. Rachel couldn't see the blondes eyes, but she could feel them on her.

Rachel closed her eyes, remembering everything she could about Quinn and the way she looked before the accident. She slowly opened her eyes. When she did, she threw her hands over her mouth. Standing in front of her was Quinn, but not the faded, bandaged Quinn. This Quinn was the most real and inches from her face.

Stunned, Rachel brought her hand up to Quinn's cheek, but retracted her hand just before touching her. Quinn's eyes glistened as she watched the brunette. A smile formed on her face, the smile Rachel had missed. "Go ahead." she whispered in a husky voice. The blondes warm breath sent shivers down Rachel's spine.

Rachel's hand shook as she brought it back up and closed the gap between it and Quinn's cheek. The moment her finger tips grazed Quinn's face, Quinn screamed, causing Rachel to jump back.

Covering her face with her hand, Quinn narrowed her eyes onto Rachel. Tears formed in the blondes eyes as her bottom lip trembled. Lowing her hand from her face, Quinn looked down and saw it covered in blood. Her eyes grew wide as she brought her gaze back up to Rachel.

"I-I'm sor-" Rachel began to say, but she stopped and threw her hands over her mouth quickly. The left side of Quinn's face was mangled.

Quinn opened her mouth to speak, but instead let out a muffled cough, causing blood to drip down her chin. Panicking, Quinn wrapped her fingers around her own throat, blood still pouring out of her mouth. Rachel sobbed helplessly as Quinn kept trying to speak, but was unable to form words. Instead, the blonde bent over and began heaving.

Rachel instinctively raised her shaking hand and put it toward Quinn's side to try to soothe her, but just as her skin touched the blondes, Quinn was flung across the corridor and into the wall.

"Quinn!" Rachel screamed, holding her hands out desperately to the other girl. Quinn kept holding her body in pain, blood continuously seeping from her mouth. Bringing her hands back to her chest, Rachel pressed up against the wall and as far away from Quinn as she could put herself.

"Rach…" Quinn gurgled, pleading with her eyes and holding out one of her hands. "Help me…"

Crying, Rachel shook her head. "I-I can't."

"Please…" Quinn used the wall as a support as she stood on her unstable legs.

Rachel moved into the corner farthest from Quinn. The blondes eyes saddened.

"I-I'm sorry, Quinn." Rachel sobbed as she looked at Quinn one last time before pivoting out of the corner and standing behind the blonde. Down the corridor, Rachel saw the door had appeared.

"Rach…" She could hear Quinn behind her. "Don't…"

Rachel didn't speak. Every time she went to touch Quinn, Rachel hurt her even more. She knew she couldn't help Quinn here, and that the door was the only way to end this for both of them.

Hurriedly, Rachel made her way toward the other end of the corridor. Behind her, she could hear Quinn's screams and pleas, causing Rachel to cry harder with each step. In a matter of seconds, she reached the door and pulled the handle. However, it didn't budge. She tried over and over to get the door open.

Rachel stopped and pounded frantically at the door, letting out cries of her own. Sliding her fists down the cold barrier in defeat, she suddenly realized it was quiet. Slowly, Rachel turned around.

There was nothing. The corridor was completely empty. Rachel wiped away at her eyes and looked again. Still nothing but cream colored walls and flickering lights. Glancing down at her hands, she saw there was no more blood.

Rachel turned back to the door and placed her hand on the knob again. This time, the door opened effortlessly. Seeing a figure through the archway, Rachel jolted herself backward.

It was Quinn.

Not bandaged, faded Quinn.

This was bloody, mangled Quinn.

The blonde stood straight up in front of Rachel and looked directly into her eyes. "You said you'd never leave me." she said coldly.

Before Rachel could speak, Quinn brought her hands up to Rachel and lunged toward her.

"No!" Rachel screamed at the top of her lungs, throwing her covers off of her. Her clothes were damp with sweat again, more than usual, and her heart was pounding. Tears streamed down her face as her fathers came running into her room.

"Rach, sweetie…" LeRoy went to wrap his daughter in his arms, but Rachel moved away.

Taken back by Rachel's reaction, Hiram slowly lowered himself onto the other side of the girls bed. "Honey, it's okay… We're here."

Rachel curled her knees up to her chest tightly and stared forward.

Hiram looked over to LeRoy with a worried look on his face. They didn't know how they could help their daughter, especially since it seemed like the dreams were getting worse.

"Sweetie, it's almost morning anyway, you don't have to go back to sleep…" LeRoy thought he was helping. "In an hour or so I can take you to the hospital if you-"

"No!" Rachel whipped her head to LeRoy. "Don't take me there!"

"A-Are you sure?" Hiram asked softly. When Rachel returned her blank gaze forward, he knew her answer was the same.

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