I don't own Glee! I wish I did though. Oh well. Nothing I can do about it.
Grr.
So here's what happened last chapter just in case you didn't know:
Will and Emma found these teenagers - Sam, Santana, Brittany, Puck, Finn and Artie - who are being constantly abandoned by their parents. Sam - doesn't even know the people - asks them for food and stuff. I mean, who does that? You can't just ask strangers for food and welcome them in your house.
Will checks on sick Brittany, and she thinks he's God. He gets her name wrong. What a shame!
"Are you hungry?"
"No. I'm Brittany."
Meanwhile, Emma gives Artie a bath, and the others discuss what their parents are up to, which sort of concerns Will.
After dinner, we find out that Artie is looking forward to getting a shot at the hospital - thank God at least someone's exited - and Will makes plans.
"Tomorrow, I'm going to teach you to tie your shoes."
Will decides he wants to track their parents down and make everything right again.
Emma assures him that it'll be fine in the end, no matter what.
I guess that's about right!
That's what you missed.
Emma had gotten up to use the bathroom, and she freaked at the sight of an empty blanket.
"Will, wake up!"
"What, honey?"
"That Finn isn't here."
"Maybe he's downstairs."
No. He most likely was not downstairs because he was a loud, clumsy boy, and Emma would've heard him by now.
"Don't worry. He could've left somewhere. He isn't a baby, you know."
But Finn didn't seem like a teen to wander, especially without anyone knowing. Emma began to panic, awakening Finn's siblings.
"Emma? What the fuck's going on?" Santana hissed, cranky from lack of sleep.
"Where's Finn?" Artie asked, peering his head up from the pillow.
"Yeah. Where is Finn?" Puck snarled.
"Finn?!" Will called out, standing up.
"Maybe he ran away?" Brittany suggested, holding onto her aching belly. "He can't run away. Ever since the cricket stopped reading to me every night, he's been the only person to."
Okee...
"I'll go look outside," Sam said.
"Oh my gosh," Emma went into panic mode.
Anything could've happened to him in a split second.
"What to do," Emma paced. "What to do."
"He's not outside," Sam reported back.
Shit.
Just what they needed. Parents and a Finn to find.