Kind Hands

A/N: This might or might not be a one shot. April comes to Will during the dead of winter. She doesn't feel that great, but doesn't realize she has the flu. Will takes care of her until she's healthy again. Random idea I got when reading world geography…

A/N2: I don't own Glee… or Kristin Chenoweth… boo.

PREVIOUSLY:

She slowly sits up, and grabs the sweats off the bed. I have to help her get off the bed and into the bathroom. "I'll be right here if you need me…"

She nods and closes the door. Five minutes later, she comes out wearing my too big sweats, and I try really hard not to laugh. "D… don't laugh at me…" she squeaks.

"I'm not…" I smile as she hands me her clothes. "You can lay down on the bed and sleep for a few hours if you want."

She just nods and slowly climbs up onto the bed. I watch her yank back the sheets and lay down. I put her clothes on the end of the bed and cover her up. "I'll come check on you in about an hour." I smile, but she's already sound asleep.

WILL'S APARTMENT

6:30PM

April's been asleep for a good hour and a half. I've talked to Emma and she seemed worried about April, even though I know she thinks I slept with her. I think part of her worry came from the fact that she's so sick. Emma thinks I made a smart decision getting her the earliest possible doctors appointment, and asked if April wanted someone to go with her to collect her things from the man's house.

I am reading when I hear the too familiar cough coming from my bedroom. I get to my room as quickly as I can without scaring her, "Hey, how're you feeling?" I ask.

"Ugh. My head hurts, my throat hurts, my whole body hurts Will…" she whimpers.

"You probably have the flu. I'm checking your temperature and if it's over 104, I'm taking you to the ER." I explain to her.

"I don't wanna go to the ER!" she cries, right now, she looks scared, like they're going to find something that she doesn't want anyone else to know about.

"Why not?" I ask, sitting down on the end of the bed.

She hangs her head, "I'm scared…" she whimpers.

I scoot closer to her, "I'm not going to leave you. I'll stay with you the whole time you have to be there and make sure nothing bad happens to you."

Tears fall from her eyes again, "He's hit me… I have bruises. They're going to find them and think you did it…"

"No, April. That won't happen, I'll explain to the doctor what's going on. It'll be okay, trust me…" I reassure her.

"It… hurts so bad Will. Every time I move, it hurts." she cries, leaning into me.

I gently wrap my arm around her shoulder, "Where does it hurt, April?"

"My… my stomach. My thighs, my…." she sobs.

"Oh, April. If we don't go to the ER tonight, you really need to tell the doctor on Monday, so she can help you." I reply, as calm as I can keep myself right now.

She just nods and continues to cry, "Hey, I really need to check your temperature again." I slowly say to her.

She lifts her head up and slowly lays back down on the bed, "I'm scared Will…"

"You're going to be okay, just take a couple of deep breaths, and try to relax a little bit. I'll be right back." I reassure her.

I feel like I'm sprinting as I head to my kitchen to get the thermometer and get back into my bedroom. She's still crying when I get back, I try to hide my anxiousness as I gently put the thermometer in her mouth. There's so much fear in her eyes, it's scaring me. When the thing beeps a minute and a half later, I sigh as I read it.

"103.7..."

A fresh wave of tears start streaming down her face, "Don't take me to the ER Will!" she begs.

"It looks like I'm going to have to April. I don't want to, but your fever doesn't want to go away…" I calmly reply.

She just hangs her head, "He's gonna hurt me if they find out…"

"Listen April, as long as you're with me, I'm not going to let anything bad happen to you, okay? When I say I wanna take you to the ER, I'm worried about you. I don't want you to get any sicker than you already are. The doctors there are going to help you, and they're going to have to ask you about your bruises…" I explain.

She looks at me like she wants to believe me. I know she does, but there's fear inside of her that's holding her back.

"They… they're gonna call the police. But the police won't believe me, I have like nothing Will. You don't have to spend your money on me…" she whimpers.

My heart begins to break for her when she says this, "April, you've gotta let someone take care of you every once in a while. Don't worry about my money, okay? I don't want you to worry about anything right now, I just want you to focus on getting better…"

She opens her mouth to say something, but instead she starts coughing. It's not just a light cough either, it's deep coughs that take every ounce of strength she has away from her. When she finally stops coughing, she leans back and closes her eyes.

I let her rest for a few minutes while I gather a few things, my shoes, wallet, phone and car keys. "April, honey, listen, my car is really close to the door. If I can have you walk at least to the door, I'll carry you the rest of the way…"

She struggles to sit up and I have to help her get off the bed. "I can't wear my heels Will…" she whimpers.

"Hey, my slippers are right there, just put those on. It'll be okay…" I reply.

She slowly walks over to them and slides her tiny feet into them. I smile at her as she tries to make her way into the living room, with me following close behind. I have to help her when she tries to grab her purse from the coffee table. Once we get to the door, I pick her up as gently as I can and carry her to my car. She's not heavy at all, which scares me, because she feels like she weighs under a hundred pounds.

Her terrified eyes meet mine and I give her a reassuring smile. She's trying really hard not to cry, and I'm not really sure if it's because she doesn't want me to know how much pain she's in, or if she doesn't want to me to know how scared she really is. Honestly, I think it's a little bit of both.

We finally get to my car and I gently sit her in the passenger seat, being careful of whatever bruises may be on her chest and stomach as I buckle her seat belt. She's shivering so I grab the blanket out of my back seat and cover her up. Once I get her settled, I make my way around the car and into the driver's side and start the car.

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MEMORIAL HOSPITAL EMERGENCY ROOM
7PM

I try to drive within the speed limit on my way to the ER, which surprises me that I'm only going five miles over. We finally get to the ER fifteen minutes later and she's struggling to stay awake. I park in the closest parking place, "April, just hang tight, I'm gonna carry you…"

She just nods, and starts to cough. I run around my car, and pick her up as gently as possible. I get to about the awning where the ambulances pull up and I'm met by a short, redheaded nurse. The nurse gets one look at April and grabs a stretcher. I lay the tiny blonde on the stretcher and she reaches out for my hand like a small child. I grab hers and squeeze it.

"What's wrong?" the redheaded woman asks me.

"She's got a fever of 103.7, she's been coughing and hasn't eaten very much…" I explain.

"The fever's your main concern then?" the woman asks.

"Yes ma'am." I reply. I watch as she starts listening to April's lungs, and starts pushing the stretcher inside, "We need O2 on her ASAP!"

April looks terrified as they wheel her into a room and freaks out when half a dozen nurses and doctors enter the room at once. "Sir, you're going to have to wait outside for a few minutes… she's having trouble breathing, we need to get her stable…" the redheaded nurse explains.

April looks at me, and won't let go of my hand. A blonde nurse slowly approaches her side, "Miss, can you tell me your name?"

"April Rhodes…" she squeaks. Hopefully this nurse will distract her from the other one that's taking her vitals, and shooting worried looks in my direction. The nurse that was talking to April, comes to me, "Are you related to Miss Rhodes?"

"No ma'am. I'm a close friend." I answer. I notice a third nurse begin to ask April if she's allergic to anything and some questions about her medical history. The nurse that was talking to me realizes that I'm still holding April's hand.

"by close friend, does that mean you are in a relationship with her?" she asks.

"No, if I was, I would have said so. She came to me because her current relationship has started getting rocky. Her boyfriend kicked her out when she started getting sick a few days ago, and she came to me this afternoon. Her fever kept going up, even after I gave her Tylenol, and she was coughing quite a bit…" I explain.

The blonde nurse turns around, "She's got a high fever. We need to ice her down."

I feel April's tiny hand squeeze mine and notice tears streaming down her face, "Shhh, you're gonna be okay. Just try to take some deep breaths, they're afraid you're having trouble breathing…" I say to her.

She's about to and then the nurse explains that she's going to have to put a gown on, so they can start icing her body to help reduce her fever. I know she's even more scared because she's squeezing the life out of my hand. "Will… he's gonna hurt me if they find out…" she cries.

The nurses look at me concerned. I have to explain to them that she's been hit by him, and it's left bruises, but I'm not exactly sure where because she hasn't told me exactly. A male nurse comes in with two gowns, "I wasn't sure if you wanted one of the children's gowns, they're a little bit smaller and easier to move around in…"

Her eyes are shut tight and she's crushing my hand. The redheaded nurse pulls him aside, "Now she's more than just a high fever, we might be dealing with a sexual assault victim as well. So I'd suggest that you eave the gowns here and alert Paige."

The blonde nurse realizes how scared April is, "Honey, I really want you to open your eyes and look at me…"

April reluctantly obeys the woman, but doesn't say anything. "You have a really high fever, so we're going to put some ice around your body to help it cool off. Will's told me about what happened with the other guy, and we need to know if he's done anything to you."

I swear the circulation in my hand is gone. She's using all of her strength to hold it. I watch her nod in agreement, but she's not saying anything.

"Was that a yes he's done something? Or was it just for the ice?" the woman asks. She looks at me, thinking I might be able to get something out of April.

I look her in the eyes, "April, you need to tell her what you told me while we were at my apartment. She can help you get better, but she needs to know what's wrong first."

"He… he…"

A/N: CLIFFHANGER! Ah, I'm loving this. Let me know what you think. Also if you have any ideas as to what should happen to April, I want both what he's done to her and what's going to happen with her and Will. Please review!