(¯`·._.·(¯`·._.· Author's Note & Legal Crud·._.·´¯)·._.·´¯
None of them are mine and thats sad, but I am only borrowing these toys, I promise I won't bang them up too much and no profit happening here, this is just for my own twisted pleasure!
Some of you are sharp and noticed that TWO Faith's have been introduced. I know it looks like a sleep deprived mistake but it's not, this is going to be sooo much fun!
On to our story….
(¯`·._.·(¯`·._.·Chapter 5·._.·´¯)·._.·´¯
Doyle see's a tall young man in last years football uniform alone in a locker room. He's talking to himself it seems…"I just can't do it Rachel…not without you!" he sobs as he begins to sing the song she wrote for him…
What have I done?
I wish I could run away from this ship goin' under
Just tryin' to help, hurt everyone else
Now I feel the weight of the world is on my shoulders
What can you do when your good isn't good enough
And all that you touch tumbles down?
'Cause my best intentions keep makin' a mess of things
I just wanna fix it somehow
But how many times will it take?
Oh, how many times will it take for me to get it right?
To get it right
Can I start again?
With my faith shaken, 'cause I can't go back and undo this
I just have to stay and face my mistakes
But if I get stronger and wiser, I'll get through this
What can you do when your good isn't good enough
And all that you touch tumbles down?
'Cause my best intentions keep makin' a mess of things
I just wanna fix it somehow
But how many times will it take?
Oh, how many times will it take for me to get it right?
So I throw up my fist, throw a punch in the air
And accept the truth that sometimes life isn't fair
I'll send out a wish and I'll send up a prayer
And finally someone will see how much I care
What can you do when your good isn't good enough
And all that you touch tumbles down?
Oh, my best intentions keep makin' a mess of things
I just wanna fix it somehow
But how many times will it take?
Oh, how many times will it take to get it right?
To get it right…
"I'll never get it right…I can't stay." he whispers as he put's the needle to his arm….
Doyle comes out of the vision with a gasp "Cordy! Faith We have to go NOW, there's an innocent to be saved at the high school right now, we have to hurry!"
Cordy and Faith spring into action grabbing their jackets, and the keys to the pickup truck they were able to get before, grabbing Doyle they hurry out the door leaving a perplexed Angel behind. Oz and Anya look up from the newspaper real estate at Angel "Want us to go too Angel?" Oz asks.
Just then they hear the truck peeling out. "Uh, no, you guys keep looking for a better place for all of us to stay, I'm sure they can handle it, whatever IT is…" he says with a calm he doesn't really feel.
The trio pulls into the first parking spot they can find and race to the gymnasium praying they aren't too late. As they near the boys locker room Doyle hears the song the boy was singing and he picks up speed.."Hurry girls, we're almost to late!"
They burst into the locker room and just as the young man whispers "I can't stay" Cordy knocks the needle out of his hand.
"What do you think you are doing!?" she screeches. "There is nothing so bad that you need to resort to that!"
Faith looks at him closely, "I can tell things have been hard for you for a long time kid, but this isn't the answer, why don't you come walk with us?" she asks, far more kindly than is normal for her. Doyle and Cordy look at her in surprise.
"Who are you? Why do you care? You aren't even student's here." he says, embarrassed over what he was about to do.
Doyle kneels down in front of him, "Look boy-o, do you really think this is what Rachel would want for you, c'mon, that's a good lad, just come with us." he says gently as he helps him to his feet. "Let us help you, please…what's your name then?" he asks, looking deep into his eyes.
"Finn, Finn Hudson, and I don't think I belong here anymore…I'll come with you." he says brokenly
Faith, Doyle and Cordy lead Finn Hudson back out to the truck. As they get in a petite girl with big brown eyes get's into her rental car and gets ready to follow them. She doesn't know who they are but if they are taking Finn somewhere she has a feeling she better be there too.
(¯`·._.·(¯`·._.·On the road·._.·´¯)·._.·´¯
As Cordy drove Finn began to speak. "It's my girlfriend, well, my ex-girlfriend. We were going to be married, but instead I got the stupid idea that if I married her it would ruin her life. Losing her is destroying me though! Rachel was the best thing in my life and I just threw her away. I don't know why I'm telling you all this, I don't even know you!" He finally says, brokenly.
Cordy looks at him in the seat next to her, "Look Finn, if she loves you half as much as you love her, maybe it's not to late, maybe you just call her, or go visit her. I promise you though, drugs are NOT the answer!"
Finn looks down at the floorboards, ashamed "I've had a problem with drugs for awhile now." he said softly. "At first it was just social stuff, hanging out with the guys, but then I started using when I was alone, especially when I was depressed." he dropped down to a whisper. "I've hidden this from everyone, not even Rachel knows…"
Just then they arrive back at the place they had been staying, a run down, abandoned diner. All the glass had been boarded up long ago. "Well, this is us, ummm, look, one of the people in our group has a uhh, condition, he has a totally severe allergy to sunlight, so he can't go out during daylight hours." Cordy said, rather unconvincingly to Finn. Finn was still so upset though he didn't really notice. As they get out of the truck another car is pulling in to the parking lot. The group stops, Cordy and Faith pause, on high guard, Doyle steps in front of Finn just in case this is going to be a problem. Finn whispers just one word, making it sound almost like a prayer, "Rachel".
Rachel bolts out of her car, leaving the door hanging open as she runs up to Finn, neatly bypassing Doyle and throws herself in his arms. "Finn! I had the most horrible dream! I had to come! You were at the school in the boys locker room singing the song I wrote for you and you just seemed so broken…" Rachel pauses as she takes in that he is wearing his old high school football uniform and sees the pain on his face…"Finn, this is what you were wearing in my dream…oh my God! It wasn't a dream was it?" she asks him, the love and concern is so obvious that it gets through to him.
"How can you not hate me Rachel? I…I threw US away, I was so STUPID!" He sobs brokenly.
Doyle speaks up at this. "Hey now Boy-o, I think it's pretty obvious that the lass loves you regardless, why don't we all go inside so you can talk, maybe let Rachel in on some secrets you've been keeping, though, I have a feeling you weren't keeping them quite as well as you think. Rachel, my name is Doyle, and this is Cordy and Faith. After you have that talk with Finn here I'd like to talk to you about your dream if you're willing."
Rachel just smiles faintly and nods her head. "Of course, but first we help Finn." she says firmly as she takes Finn's hand. They all walk into the old diner, Finn and Rachel wondering just who these people are, but grateful they were there.
(¯`·._.·(¯`·._.·Author Notes·._.·´¯)·._.·´¯
More is on the way soon, it will probably be a couple weeks though, life has been busy!
