Hey guys! Thank you puckleberryshipper326 for being the first to comment on my 8th chapter! I'm glad someone out there is thinking about Samchael. I hope you guys weren't too mad at me for leaving at a cliffhanger.

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Chapter Nine

Mr. Schuester's POV

We were all sitting in a huge bus that Draco had rented on the spot. The only sound was the girls' quiet sniffles and the radio. We were being driven to the hospital, and things weren't looking that wonderful. Quinn's mom wasn't reachable because she was at a meeting for the next two days. All of a sudden the driver for some reason turned the radio up. It was If Today Was Your Last Day by Nickelback. For some reason this song made my anger, frustration, and disappoint turn over my common sense.

"So what really happened Santana?" I asked. She looked up at me and sniffed.

"Quinn was depressed about Finn and to cheer her up Britt and I," she let out a sniffle with Finn looking supremely guilty, "decided to take her to a barber to cheer her up. When we were out of the hotel there was this red flash and a bang, and then she was on the ground, not moving." She said, wiping her nose.

"Santana, why didn't you remember that you guys weren't allowed to leave the hotel? Didn't I specifically say so?" I said, hating myself for not watching the kids better.

"Mr. Schue," Finn spoke up all of a second, "It's not her fault. She was just trying to cheer her up. It's my fault for breaking up with Quinn. Don't suspend them, suspend me." He said and I knew he actually meant it.

I sighed running my finger through my curly hair. "Guys, it's ok. It's my fault. I shouldn't have gone to that April Rhodes thing. I should have watched you guys. Let's see what we can do when we see her." I said as we pulled up into the hospital parking lot.

Everyone jumped out and ran to the hospital sign in desk. It was a lady with silver hair at the desk.

"We're here to see Quinn Fabray," I said. She narrowed her eyes suspiciously, looking at the big group.

"Are you family?" she asked, Santana rolled her eyes.

"No, but we are the only ones who will be able to see her for a few days." I said hoping for the best.

"Very well, Quinn Fabray is in the Intensive Care Unit Room 127. Follow me please," she said as she began walking towards room 127.

All the kids were walking with bated breath and looked like they were in a dream. We were at Room 127 when Brittany burst out of the room.

"You guys are here, I don't know about Quinn, maybe the fairies will wake her up." She said in a hopeful voice.

"She should meet Luna," that kid Ron said under his breath.

"Let's go in and take a look at Quinn." I said. Everyone began walking towards the room when someone stepped into the doorway, blocking it.

It was a sleek looking man. He looked to be in his forties, with brown and graying hair, and a powerful looking tan. He reminded me of Dr. Carl Howell or Dustin Goolsby. Immediately, my fists clenched like a teenage boy.

"I'm afraid I can't allow you to go in." He said all the while smiling with his lips and not his eyes. "You might cause commotion with so much of you. Maybe a few at a time would be better." The man said. "I'm Dr. Frigus by the way."

"What's wrong with Quinn?"Finn asked, fear in his voice.

"That's a good question. The truth is, we don't really know. If I were a kid, I would say it was magic. But of course, that's not real. Her problem is though. It's almost like she's awake on the inside, but asleep on the outside. We can move her body and make her sit up and do things, but we can't get her to be awake. Meanwhile, her insides are bruising for no apparent reason. We can't stop it. In a few days, she might be dead. Who knows? I need to go visit another patient, and take a coffee break. I'll let my nurses be the micro managers." Dr. Frigus said and was walking away when it hit him.

Santana charged at him like a bull, and only Puck, Sam, Finn, Mike, Draco, Harry Ron, and Zizes could hold her back. She began screaming at him in Spanish, "Soy de Lima Heights adyacentes! ¿Sabe lo que pasa allí? Es el lado equivocado de las pistas. Mejor arreglar Quinn, de lo contrario se sentirá la ira!" (Later Draco told me that she was basically threatening him about Lima Heights Adjacent and to fix Quinn. I didn't understand how he could possibly know that.)

Kurt's POV

I walked in nervously. Tina, Mike, Mercedes, and Artie had already gone in to see Quinn. Tina and Mercedes had come out crying and Mike and Artie looked completely shell shocked.

It was a plain hospital room really. Just another hospital room in just another city. It had no sense of fashion at all, unless you count ugly green curtains and claustrophobic white walls as fashionable. The only source of beauty in the room was the blonde on the hospital bed.

The best way I could describe it is like this. It almost looked like she was sleeping really. There was a calm, peaceful expression on her face. However, sleeping people move, or at least breathe. It seemed like Quinn wasn't doing that. That was probably the creepiest thing.

I sat down next to her bedside. Dr. Frigus had said that on the inside, her body was still working, trying to heal up the bruising to no avail. On the outside though, now that I was closer, was like she was dead. Slowly, I stuck my hand out and poked her on the arm. Nothing happened. I grabbed the arm and raised up into the air. There was absolutely no resistance. This freaked me out, and I put the arm back down.

"Quinn, I hope you can hear me. Don't die ok? I've already lost my mom, I almost lost my Dad, and I can't lose another person. Fight whatever happened to you ok? Stay alive for me. Or at least stay alive for Finn. I think he realizes how important you are to him now. Curse his slow mind. Quinn, you're probably not going to remember this by the time you wake up, but we all love you." I said, feeling a little bit weird talking to a seemingly dead person.

I got up and sighed. As I was almost out of the room, I looked back one last time, at the beautiful girl lying motionless on the bed. I quickly walked out of the room blinking back the tears.

Lauren's POV

I watched as Kurt left the room. We were all sitting outside making small talk, while people went in one or two at a time. Mr. Schue motioned for me to go in, so I stood up taking a deep breath.

I just could not believe the Ice Queen had fallen. (Excuse my fantasy reference.) When Quinn and Finn ruled the school, they almost seemed immortal. I guess that just proves that nothing lasts forever.

"Hey Quinn," I said after I had gone into room 127. "I'm not a really sentimental person. I guess this is a sentimental moment though. I guess what I mean is that I'm sorry what happened to you. I'm sorry about the whole Lucy thing too. You know what I think? The two of us are similar in a way. When we both joined Glee Club we thought it was something stupid. At least, I knew show choir was a stupid idea. That's what I told Puckerman all that time ago. Anyway, I just wanted to tell you that yes, I'm getting my hair dyed red in the summer." I said, smiling at the memories.

"Wake up Quinn." I said and walked out.

Rachel Berry's POV

I was surprised when Mr. Schue told me to go in to see Quinn after Zizes. Didn't he know all the drama that went between me, her, and Finn? I guess not. That Malfoy boy gave me a look, I felt like he was reading my mind or something. He seemed to find something that he approved of and looked away.

Once I got inside, I sat next to her hospital bed. I felt so awkward; I didn't know what to say. Everyone else in the glee club was at least sort of friends with her. We had such a long history, backstabbing, hating, feeling jealous, and acting as frienemies. I didn't know exactly if we were friends or not. It was just so complicated. I wondered if I should sing her something. I decided against it, I hadn't warmed up, and the nurses would probably get mad at me. I decided to just talk.

"Hey Quinn, it's me Rachel Berry. I know we're not exactly friends, but I'm pretty sure we're not enemies too. Maybe we are frienemies after all. I don't really know though, because we've stopped fighting over Finn. I guess if we're not fighting, then we're not necessarily not enemies, maybe not." I said all in a rush. Then I realized that I was babbling like Finn does. "Anyway, I hope you get better Quinn." I said.

Sam's POV

It had felt like forever before Mr. Schuester finally motioned for me to go in, after Rachel. I felt weird, maybe nervous, and maybe apprehensive. I rubbed my hands together as I went into the room.

One look at her and I knew then, that I would never ever really get over Quinn Fabray. However, the anger at her was gone now. I had in my own way, moved on. I would hurt whoever did this to her though.

I kneeled down next to her bed. "Hey Quinn, I know you probably won't hear this, but I'm going to say it anyway. I forgave you a long time ago. It always seemed like you were always guilty because you cheated on me or something. Try as I might, I'll never be able to stay mad at you for a long time. I need to thank you for helping out with my family, when Finn thought you were cheating. It was amazing of you to help me keep that secret while so much pressure was put on you. Thanks Quinn," I said. I got up and kissed her forehead one last time before walking out.

Puck's POV

"Wassup Quinn," I said as I walked into the hospital room. I immediately felt stupid. Who said wassup to a person who couldn't even respond? I was trying to keep my cool on the outside. Really though, on the inside, I was freaking out. I just didn't know how to react to all this.

"I'm not really the type of person that deals well in a moment like this. I'm the bad boy, not the bedside crier. So the truth is, I really don't know what to say right now. That's probably the most honest I can get. I guess the most I can probably manage is, you're awesome Fabray. Last year, you helped me man up. I've realized that I can't be a Lima loser my whole life. I gotta expand, hang out with some hot chicks in some other state. Thanks and get better Fabray." I said.

Finn's POV

The first thing I think I felt was in shock, like those guys on TV who lose their wife or something. I really could not believe it. Then the anger boiled up. I really wanted to punch whoever caused all this trouble to Quinn. Finally, the sadness and regret washed over me. I realized that it was all my fault. If I hadn't broken her heart all that time ago, maybe she would still be laughing and happy, in my arms.

All those emotions washed over me when I saw Quinn just laying there, not moving. My first instinct was to shake her, anything to get her to wake up. I decided against it though, because of the stern nurses walking in and out.

"I'm sorry Quinn," I said to her, hoping she would her me. "Why did I break up with you? I'm so stupid!" I felt the anger coming back again, but this time it was at me. "I need you Quinn." I whispered. "I'm just one of those stupid guys who don't realize what they have until it gets taken away from them." I said. "I'm sorry." I whispered. "Please wake up soon."

Ginny's POV

After Finn came out looking like he was about to cry, Mr. Schue told Draco and I to go in to see Quinn. Malfoy didn't look so good. He was pale, even paler than usual and looking remorseful for once in his life. Seriously, I think that was the first time he felt guilt and regret.

"It's all my fault!" He said when we got inside. "I should have just killed Sordida or something. I knew from previous experience that he doesn't just walk away. Why did I forget that!" He was on an angry rampage know.

"It's ok," I soothed. "You know Malfoy, this is the first time I've seen a hint of your face not displaying the usual smugness. You're turning into a human!" I said in mock surprise.

"Ha-ha, very funny," he said. But I could tell I had lightened the mood up a little.

"Quinn will wake up soon. I know it. Behind all her delicateness is a fighter." I said, sounding more confident than I felt.

Rachael Deptula's POV

Mr. Schue was going to take us all back to the hotel, when Roopa spoke up.

"Mr. Schue, can I go see Quinn?" she asked. Everyone looked confused. Roopa had that weird look on her face again; the one that she had on before Draco and Ginny left to New York.

"Sure go ahead," he said gesturing to the room. Roopa motioned for me to go with her.

When we got inside, she immediately felt for Quinn's pulse. Then she opened up one of Quinn's eyelids. "Uhh, Roopa what are you doing?" I asked feeling confused. She didn't answer me instead; she lifted up one of Quinn's hands.

She looked up excitedly. "I know what happened to her! Remember that spell Uncle Eddy got hit with during the war?" she asked. Then I realized what she was getting at. "This Quinn girl, she got hit by the very same spell!" "It's a rare one, but recently, the found out how to cure it! Uncle Eddy was released last week because they had cured him!" she said all at once, a smile on her face.

"You're right Roopa! We have to go tell Draco and Ginny and the others!" I said, both of us rushing out quickly.

Roopa walked up to Draco and whispered something in his ear. He immediately brightened up. "Mr. Schue," he called out. "We found a cure to Quinn!" he said.

Then all of us Wizards and Witches realized something. We would have to tell them who we really were in order for the St. Mungo's people to come without suspicion. We all gathered into a band instinctively.

"We need to tell you guys something first though." Ginny said. She took a deep breath and then began.

That's all I'm going to write for this chapter! I hope it wasn't to full of sadness and drama. I'm sorry if the last few hundred words seemed rushed or of low quality; I was on a roll to finish it. This chapter is dedicated to fellowdaffodil.