Hey guys!

So I know that there have been a lack of updates... Like super lack of updates... and I'm so SORRY OMG PLS. FORGIVE ME.

I am trying to continue ALL the stories that I've written and I promise to finish them!

Do you guys think it's a good idea?

June, 2013

Finn sighed, rolling his wheels back and forth as he stayed in the waiting room of his doctor's office, Doctor Phillips. He was cool guy, he finished school early or something and he was like, super young. He was twenty-seven years old and specialized in spinal injuries, ever since his sister who was a paraplegic since she was born, died due to surgery complications a few years ago. Finn fiddled with his shoe, attempting to curl his toes like the doctor said, but as far as he's every gotten is feeling the tips of his socks using his big toe. None of his toes really moved, and if his toes didn't move, neither did rest of his legs. It was starting to get depressing, especially since it's been almost half a year since the accident. Kurt was just about to finish up with school and stay with him for the rest of the summer, so he wouldn't be so alone all the time when Kurt went back to New York. He was flipping through a Discovery Channel magazine and was wondering about the Japanese people who make their foreheads look like donuts. Like, who would actually want their face to have a huge doughnut on it...

"Finn Hudson? Doctor Phillips is ready to see you now." Finn nodded, place the magazine back on the table and rolled into Doctor Phillips office.

"Hey Finn! How are you buddy?" Doctor Phillips said, smiling as Finn lifted himself up on the examination table, part of his routine.

"I'm okay I guess. My arms are stronger now than before." Finn said nonchalantly. Doctor Phillips nodded, putting on gloves and a stethoscope and began to physically exam Finn.

"Regain any feelings in your toes?" Finn sighed as the doctor began to slowly massage his legs. He could feel his legs there, he just couldn't move it.

"No, I mean all I can do is feel my socks with my toes, not much wiggling really." Finn said as the doctor made him lie down and turn over, lifting his shirt and slowly examining the injuries on his back.

"You're healing quite nicely Finn. Your stitches pulled together quite nicely, if I do say so myself and you'd probably be left with little to no scarring in your lower back area. I can't say about the rest of your stitches, you'll have to refer to your other doctors." Doctor Phillips felt around his lower back and assessed the placement of his spine.

"The bones have healed up as well, I am sure that there are still major cracks around it though, but as usual, I cannot fully assess anything without your routine xray and spinal tap, so you know where to head for those. Nurse Jeannie will assist you, as per usual." Finn sat up, throwing his t-shirt back on Doctor Phillips said, as his assistant entered the room and helped him off the examination table and into his wheelchair, off to the radiology department to get his xray.

"So how are you today Finn?" Jeannie asked politely. Nurse Jeannie was by far the sweetest old lady that Finn's ever met. She was the one who took care of Finn when he was still in the ICU, and would always love to sneak him cookies and chocolate milk as treats when he'd go through a particularly tough procedure or the pain was just too much. The cookies and chocolate milk wouldn't make the pain go away, but it did help make him feel better.

"I'm okay. I'm kinda bummed that I still can't walk though." Finn said truthfully. Jeannie reminded Finn of his own grandmother, who was just as nurturing and caring. Jeannie chuckled.

"Finn, of course you won't be able to walk, it's only been half a year since your accident! Do you want me to let you in on a little secret?" Jeannie said, lowering her voice significantly and looking around, as if it was a super top secret.

"Sure!" Finn said, nodding his head enthusiastically.

"Your physical trainer Steve? It took him almost five years to get to walk again and look at him now! Running a marathon every few months!" Finn groaned, not feeling better about his whole situation.

"So it's gonna take me more than five years to walk?" Finn said, not liking where this was going. If Steve, this hardcore Marine, took five years to walk, what more him, a lanky teen who hasn't played football in over six months?

"No, Finn, Steve was in his late forties when he got shot, he was almost 55 when he learned to walk again. Imagine you, young, and strong, you will definitely learn to walk in a much shorter amount of time okay?" Jeannie said, ruffling his hair as they stopped in front of the radiology department. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a small ziplock of freshly baked chocolate chip cookies. Finn smiled as she placed it in his lap.

"Thanks Jeannie! I'll just go back to Doctor Phillips office on my own." Jeannie nodded and proceeded down the hallway they came from. Finn rolled into the radiology department and one of the nurses signalled him into one of the xray rooms. One of the familiar faces was there today, Patrick.

"'Sup Finn. Doctor Phillips need the usual?" Finn nodded, lifting his shirt off of his head. He examined his muscles for a while, noticing the visible muscles on them. He has definitely gotten way stronger than before. Right now, he managed to lift his entire body into the shower, on the toilet, on his bed, into his wheelchair easily. He grabbed the iron apron on the table and put it on before hoisting himself up on the table, laying on his stomach as Patrick prepped the machine, placing it right about his lower back.

"You know the drill buddy." Finn nodded as Patrick went behind the glass partition and performed the xray. After a few minutes, Finn hopped off the table and put his shirt back on before going to another department, where his spinal tap was gonna be done. That was by far the procedure he hated the most. He had to make sure his bladder was empty and after the spinal tap was usually followed by a headache. Not usually, but sometimes it did and it really sucked. But his Mom always bought him a tall cup of cold coffee from the Lima Bean to help, and it was usually bearable. He went into the room where his spinal taps were usually performed, and as expected, Doctor Phillips was already waiting for him.

"Hey Finn. Just put on the gown, I assume you already know that your bladder needs to be empty?" Finn nodded and took off his clothes and put on the gown, pulling himself up on the bed, curling up into a ball as the doctor swabbed iodine around his back. He needs to have one spinal tap done a month and he's still not used to the feeling. He winced as the doctor injected his lower back with local anesthesia and waiting around 20 minutes for the area to numb, while still curled into a ball. His muscles were starting to cramp.

"Alright Finn, I'm going to put the needle in now..." Finn felt a bit of pressure on his back and after a while, he felt it release and the doctor immediately rolled him on his back. Suddenly, his Mom and Burt came through the door and smiled at him.

"Hey buddy. How was the spinal tap?" Burt asked. Finn shrugged.

"A spinal tap's a spinal tap. I'm kinda hungry though."

"Well, why don't we get you home and we can order some pizza or pass by Burger King if you'd like."

"That sounds good, I'm starving." The nurses helped Finn off the bed and into his wheelchair.

"Okay Finn, you know the instructions. Take your medication and get home as soon as possible and lay down for a couple of hours." Finn nodded as his Mom thanked Doctor Phillips as they both rolled him out, chatting to him about his appointment, completely unaware of the brunette watching them from across the hall, a look of shock spread across her face.

She hasn't seen or talked to him in over six months, and this is where she sees him again. She runs into him at the local hospital, and she can't believe what she's seeing. Finn Hudson, in a wheelchair, rolling out of a doctor's office.

Rachel was home for the summer, since all her finals were either papers, projects or a song, and she was allowed to go home now with no impending academic requirements to complete for the rest of the school year. Her Daddy had gone to the doctor the other day for his annual routine chest exam and was busy today, so she was tasked to pick it up then bring it home so her Daddy could bring it to work.

"In my life, there are so many questions whose answers seem wrong..." Rachel hummed as she walked to the radiology department as the nurse who was a little too interested in her nailbeds to look at her and talk to her nicely. Really, was common courtesy a foreign concept to most Americans in this current age? As Rachel walked over to the radiology department, she heard a familiar voice echoing from one of the rooms down the hall. A voice that she yearned to hear every single day in New York. A voice that she missed, so, so much.

"… I'm kinda hungry though." Rachel's brows furrowed. I thought Finn was sick months ago? Rachel thought, snapping out of her thoughts quickly when she heard Carole and Burt's voices getting closer. She hid behind a wall and watched as Carole pushed Finn out of the room in a wheelchair. Rachel was confused even further. Why was Finn in a wheelchair if this was probably only a check-up? What was going on?

"…And Jeannette was telling me about Steve, and it took him five years to walk again. Is it gonna take me that long?" Walk again? Is that why he was in a wheelchair, because he couldn't walk?

What was going on?

"Don't worry sweetheart, I'm sure if you just continue the physical therapy, take your medication and stay positive, it'll happen, okay baby?" Carole said, pressing a kiss to the top of her baby boy's head. Rachel watched the exchange and silently followed them as they exited the hospital. Finn opened the door and lifted himself into the car as Burt folded his wheelchair and placed it in the back of the car. Finn closed the door as Burt hopped in and together, they drove off. Rachel's head was spinning with a million and one thoughts.

Hey guys! Here's another update for you!

For the next chapter, Rachel confronts Kurt and a little Finchel interaction!

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