A/N: I haven't forgotten this story I PROMISE! Real life has just taken over and Nothing is getting updated. Bear with me, I WILL finish this story eventually, its just slow movement.

Please review! That actually does motivate me a lot! The entire reason you're getting this chapter now is that I just got 2 reviews that motivated me to work on it

SPOV:

As I walked through the hallways, I suddenly felt a small body collide with mine. I looked down to see my best friend, a dazed look on her face.

"Rach? Earth to Rachel!" She looked up at me as if just noticing I was there.

"Oh. Hi Sam."

"What's going on Rach?"

"Huh?" I'd never seen her so out of it. I grabbed her shoulders gently.

"Rachel. What's wrong?"

"I, uh." I pulled her into a nearby classroom and sat her in a chair, kneeling in front of her.

"What's going on Rach? You can tell me."

"Nothing's wrong with me Sam, stop looking at me like that!" She sighed. "Kurt's dad had a heart attack. He's in a coma and they don't know when he'll wake up."

"Kurt? The gay kid in glee club?"

"Yes Sam."

"Man that sucks."

"Yeah, everyone's really worried. And Mr. Hummel's dating Finn's mom, so he's become sort of a father to Finn. He's really shaken up by it too."

"That's just an awful thing Rach." She nodded. "I'm here if you need anything, you know that right?"

"Thanks Sam but I'm not the one who needs help."

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RPOV:

I really don't understand this game, I thought to myself as I watched the second football game of the season. I was struggling to keep track of where the ball was and I finally just gave up and focused on searching for Sam and Finn.

I watched Sam running up the field smiling at how comfortable he looked there, like he belonged. All of a sudden a massive guy from the other team knocked him to the ground. I sighed, this was why this game seemed so pointless to me. Why would the point of a game be to hit people? I watched as the coach ran on the field followed by several other people and wondered what was wrong, why wasn't he moving? I looked on in horror as they led him off the field supporting him carefully. What had happened?

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RPOV:

"Hey Tom!" I smiled at my pseudo big brother as he left me in the door. "How's he doing?"

"Well he's whiny and bitchy and he wants things but he can't make up his mind what. And he's getting on my last damn nerve."

"So he's feeling better then?"

"Yup. Go on up."

"Thanks Tom." I ran up the stairs quickly and pushed open the door to Sam's bedroom. "Hey there." I crossed the room to sit on the edge of the bed. He looked at me appraisingly from where he sat at the head of the bed with his DS grasped lightly in his hands.

"I just lost on level five Rach. Level five!"

"That's awful!" I laughed. Okay so he's sort of made me appreciate the video games. Over the summer I pretty much blew Finn and Noah away with the skills I'd picked up from being Sam's partner.

"Tell me about it."

"So how are you feeling?"

"Sucky. I just want to get out of this house and out of this damn sling and b able to play again! Do you realize how low I will be dropping at school without being quarterback!"

"Almost as low as me?" I questioned quietly. He looked away guiltily. "Popularity isn't everything Sam. Glee Club's taught me that."

"Not this again." He groaned.

"Sam you have a lovely voice and the club could really use you. Also I think the club would help you a lot."

"I'll think about it okay Rach? Now can we do something?"

"Since you're hurt I might consent to the movie."

"Yes!" he raised his good arm in the air. "Victory!" I sighed and slid Avatar into his dvd player.

"You're lucky I have pity on you."

A/N: Just a note, this story will probably go AU around "Furt"

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