Part X-You Gotta Have Faith

Disclaimer: Still don't owe Glee.

I am mad at Finn now for going back to Quinn. Everyone knows he's supposed to be with Rachel.

Last time: Finn and Rachel moved to Columbus and now attend the Ohio State University. While out to lunch, they learn that Lilly is very sick. Now, they are in the hospital awaiting her fate.

Finn's P.O.V.

My daughter, my beautiful little daughter, how could I have let this happen? Was I a bad dad? Did I not feed her right? Please, God, let my Lilly be okay. I'll be a better dad, I promise.

Rachel's P.O.V.

How did this happen? Did I do something that caused her to get this sick? I feel like such a terrible mother for letting this happen. Please, God, let my baby be alright. I promise to be the best mother that I can be.

Rachel and Finn wake up in the hospital next to their baby girl, Lilly. At least she was breathing and that is always a good sign. Dr. Ferguson entered the room with a clipboard.

"Why, good morning Mr. and Mrs. Hudson."

"Can you tell us what's going with Lilly?" Finn asked.

"Well, see, Lilly has what's called RSV or Respiratory Syncytial Virus"

"What is that?" Rachel asked.

"It is a disease that causes airway and lung infections in young children. It is caused by touching, kissing or shaking hands. And since I doubt she has shaken hands with anyone, the causes of her getting it probably came from touching or kissing."

"But we're her parents. Aren't we supposed to be affectionate with her?" Rachel asked.

"Yes, but it probably didn't come from you. It is more than likely that it came from the move from New York. Airplanes are full of germs and people who want to touch babies."

"But she didn't get sick until just yesterday." Finn told Dr. Ferguson.

"Well, Mr. Hudson, in some cases of RSV, it takes a little while for the symptoms to show up. We're going to keep her here over night and she'll be just fine in the morning. Now, we're going to give you some antibiotics to give to her. This will help her to breathe easier."

"Thank you so much for taking care of our daughter, Dr. Ferguson" Finn told him.

"You're very welcome. Now you two should go get some sleep and you'll be able to take Lilly home tomorrow."

With that, Finn and Rachel left Lilly's room and headed back home.

They had the most awful night. Finn and Rachel kept tossing and turning wondering how their daughter was doing. All they did all night was just hold each other in their arms and prayed that Lilly would be alright. All they needed was faith. They needed their faith restored to know that their baby girl would be okay.

The next morning, they headed back to the hospital to pick up Lilly. On the way there, they became so concerned about Lilly being alright that Finn accidentally ran a stop sign and he crashed into a semi truck. It left Rachel and Finn badly banged up and Finn suffered a broken leg and arm. Rachel was much worse. She went through the windshield and landed on the hot asphalt. She broke a few ribs and punctured a lung.

As Finn lay in his hospital bed, all he could think about was the accident that he and Rachel were in. If he weren't so concerned about Lilly being okay, he wouldn't have slammed into that semi and he wouldn't be laying here in a hospital bed. He felt like he was the worst person in the world. Not only was his daughter sick, but his wife was severely injured from the wreck and he had no idea whether or not he was going to be able to keep either one of them. Suddenly, he heard a knock at the door. It was Dr. Ferguson with surprise-Lilly. She was all better now and all she wanted now was the comfort of her daddy.

"Finn, I have something that belongs to you."

"You do?" asked Finn surprised.

"Yes, I believe her name is Lilly and she wanted to see her daddy."

"She's better now?" Finn breathed a sigh of relief after this. Now, if only his wife were to heal.

"Yes, Mr. Hudson, she's all better now." Dr. Ferguson assured him. "Here are her antibiotics that will help with her breathing."

As Dr. Ferguson began walking away, Finn stopped him. "Dr? How is she? My wife?"

Dr. Ferguson turned around and shook his head.

"I'm afraid it's not looking good, Mr. Hudson. She has a punctured lung which is going to require a pretty risky surgery."

Finn started to become melancholy when he heard this news. It was his entire fault that Rachel was like this. He knew that he shouldn't have driven to the hospital full of so much anger. Now, his wife was probably going to die and it was all in thanks to him.

"But Dr? Can you perform this surgery and save Rachel's life or should I just book her funeral now?"

"Mr. Hudson. You shouldn't give up hope. Our doctors here are excellent and they'll do everything they can to make sure that your wife will be taken care of. So please try and stay optimistic. The surgery is risky, but my surgical team has performed it several times with positive results. Don't worry, Mr. Hudson." Finn breathed a sigh of relief knowing that Rachel was probably going to be okay.

He wanted to hold Lilly so badly, but since he broke his right arm, it was nearly impossible to. He missed holding her and now, knowing that she was alright made it all the better. Lilly was getting to the age where Finn didn't even have to use both arms to hold her. She was nearly eight months old now. She was teething and she could almost stand up on her own. Finn and Rachel had to baby proof the house so that Lilly wouldn't hurt herself by climbing into the cupboards.

A few hours went by and Finn grew tired, so he fell asleep with Lilly in his arms still awaiting the fate of his wife.