Authors note: And at last, we come to the end. Thanks everyone for following the story, favouriting it, reviewing, etc. You're all wonderful little Faberry shippers! ^_^ 3 P.S. There will be a sequel titled: Baby, You Wouldn't Last A Minute On The Creek. It's also a Chiodos song. It's not over yet. But hey I hope you are all happy with this finale. I'm sorry as well because I know a few people might be upset but I guess that means you'll just have to hang around for the sequel. P.S.S. I did a bit of research for the head injuries bit so I apologize for my lack of knowledge.
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee in any way at all or the characters.
If that's how you feel, then what's there to do? I'll keep this feeling in my heart, but when you look in my eyes, you will know the truth.
Chapter 10
After everyone else had left, Rachel stayed. She didn't want to wait to see her enemy turned friend. She didn't know what to expect though she did overhear Quinn's mom talking to the doctor as she was about to leave the hospital. Something about how Quinn would get her memory back in pieces and have problems doing regular every day things.
"Miss Berry?" a nurse in uniform came out of the double doors. "You can come back and see Quinn now." Rachel trudged behind the nurse through the doors and followed her to Quinn's room.
"So should I stay wary of certain things or..." she trailed off, staring blankly ahead at the door.
"Well according to the doctors, your friend Quinn has a form of traumatic head injury called cerebral contusion. It's like a bruise on her brain."
"So she doesn't remember things?" Rachel asked a bit confused
"Not exactly. She will have difficulty remembering things, but also problems with managing her emotions, which means anger outbursts, crying, etc. Also every day things won't be a simple task anymore, she'll have a hard time thinking, confused, even, and fatigue."
Rachel nodded dumbly trying not to think about everything the nurse just told her.
"Just start small, okay?" the nurse opened the door and Rachel walked in taking the sight in before her.
"Um..hi." Quinn watched the short brunette girl walking closer to her.
"Hi Quinn." Rachel gave a small smile before sitting in the chair.
"I'll give you some privacy." she stepped outside the door and closed it leaving the two girls alone.
"So..." Quinn ventured staring at the girl beside her who made her feel strange but in a good way kinda. She didn't know why.
"Do you know who I am?" she tried but the girl beside her shook her head looking down. "I'm Rachel..." she stirred uncomfortably in her seat as Quinn's head shot up. "W-we're friends...kinda." that stare Quinn was giving her made her stomach turn in guilt. "They were friends, weren't they? They established that much before..."
"I can't remember who you are..." Quinn was staring through her now almost as if she was glaring at the girl. "Manhands?" she didn't know where that came from. It just came out.
"Y-yes.." she stammered trying not to tear up at the harsh nickname.
"Why are you crying? It's not like you actually have man hands. From what I can tell they look really feminine." "Soft, even...wait what?"
Rachel smiled one of her mega watt smiles and Quinn gave her a funny look before smirking. "Maybe I can help her remember..." she placed her hand on Quinn's carefully to which the girl looked down as her lips made a perfect "oh" face.
"I'm going to help you Quinn. You can push me away, yell at me, hate me, but I am going to help you make this right.. I'm s-sorry.. so sorry. This is all my fault." Rachel began to cry again before receiving a strange look from Quinn.
She was nodding along at most of what Rachel said but not the last part. "I don't quite understand.
"I'll help you understand." Rachel replied simply before leaning in and kissing Quinn square on the lips.
"What the hell are you doing?!" she pulled away fiercely staring at Rachel with a disgusted face.
"I..I.." Rachel stuttered because she didn't even understand what happened.
"I think you need to go." Quinn was crying now and started hitting the bed and screaming.
"I'm sorry Quinn." Rachel left the room and ran out of the hospital as the nurse rushed by her into Quinn's room.
About a week later after Quinn was out of the intensive care unit, they let her go home. "Quinnie, I just want you to know that the man you saw at the hospital isn't in our lives anymore. Okay?"
Quinn nodded remembering the man who was hateful towards her. She didn't know why exactly but she was warned that she'd have a hard time remembering things and since her visit from that man, Santana, who is supposedly her bestfriend from childhood, Santana's girlfriend Brittany, and Rachel, she hadn't heard from anyone since she got home from the hospital. She trailed her fingers over the books in her room, over the pictures, she stopped at a certain picture.
"Quinn, what are you doing?" Judy walked into her room and saw the girl on the floor, curled up, holding the picture.
"Who's this and why does she look like me?"
Judy sighed and sat beside her daughter, holding her. "In time you'll understand. I don't think I should tell you right now."
"Rachel!" Finn called after her, trying to grab her attention but the girl avoided him all day. "Rachel please talk to me. You haven't spoken to me since..."
"I'd lay off of her manboobs. She doesn't want to talk to you, obviously." Santana growled at him from her locker.
"Stay out of it Santana, it's between me and her."
"It became my business when you hit her. Which for the record, if Quinn wasn't fucked up right now, sh-
"She'd what? Kick my ass? Quinn is like, half retarded now Santana. She's the reason this is happening right now!" Finn barely finished before Santana kicked him in the balls.
"You have your fucking nerve Finnept. I oughta waste your ass again!" Brittany grabbed Santana and pulled her away.
"Finn. I have nothing to say to you. You don't care about how I feel and obviously you don't care about Quinn's condition as you just called her half retarded. I'm not marrying you, in fact, we are through." Rachel watched everything happen and stepped in after Santana was dragged away by Brittany.
"Rache-"
"Finn! Enough!" Rachel screamed before running down the hall ignoring the stares and attention she attracted.
"Quinn you are already late. Are you sure you want to try school now? You have plenty of time to continue onc-
"I'm sure mom. I can't stay inside all the time... I am scared but I promise if I get overwhelmed I'll find a way to get a hold of you." she reassured her mom
"Okay." she ushered Quinn out the door, got her into the car, buckled her in, and drove off.
"Santana I know you are trying to be cool and calm about everything but I know better." Brittany chastised her girlfriend softly.
"She doesn't remember me Brittany," she looked at her girlfriend in the eyes, "or you."
Brittany frowned. "I know but we aren't the only ones." she squeezed her girlfriends hand.
"I know Berry is probably losing her shit too." Santana said what she knew Brittany was thinking out loud.
"Everything will be okay." Brittany kissed her girlfriend on the forehead and smiled. "It has to be."
"Miss Fabray please come in and sit down." Mr. Figgins waved her in as well as her mom.
"Hello." Quinn tried as she didn't quite know what else to say.
"Hello Quinn Fabray. How are you feeling today?"
"Scared." was her simple reply
"I see. Judy are you sure about her being here?" the principal asked skeptically
"It's what she wants and if she doesn't get her way, well..." Judy trailed off
"I see. Okay. Quinn, I've called someone to help you find your way around the school, to your locker, and the cafeteria."
"Who?"
"Kurt Hummel." just then a boy a bit taller than her walked in and smiled at her.
"Hey Quinn." Kurt opened the door for her and walked her to her locker leaving Judy and Mr Figgins to talk.
"She's still working on writing her name properly but she almost has it down." Judy was trying to reassure herself more than the man in front of her.
"If she has any problems I will give you a call immediately Miss Fabray." He shook her hand and she exited the office.
"Is there a reason why everyone is staring at me right now?" Quinn asked feeling nervous at all the eyes on her. Little did she know she used to revel in the fact that all eyes were on her.
"You are Quinn Fabray, Captain of the Cheerios cheerleading squad, most popular girl?" he tried really hard not to sound like a pompous ass, as Finn had once called him.
"Oh." she said smiling at the boy. "Thanks."
"Yep." Kurt's eyes wandered to the end of the hall where one Rachel was staring intently at the two. "Have you talked to Rachel?" he ventured carefully trying to tread light water.
"Not since she visited me in the hospital." she replied feeling confused. "I still don't understand what happened..." "She seems nice enough though." she told Kurt before returning to her locker.
"Is there anything else I need to know?" she asked cautiously not really wanting the answer.
"I don't think so. Oh yeah! You are in Glee club with us."
"Us?" Quinn questioned raising her eye brow.
He smiled at the familiarity. "You'll see." he tapped her nose playfully before offering his arm to her.
Quinn was in her Literature class when she started to become frustrated. "I do not understand this." she said out loud causing her teacher to stop the lecture. "Can you slow down?" she asked as the eyes around her seemed to glue to her face. "Stop staring!" she growled and immediately they stopped, snapping their heads back to the front. "Interesting..."
"Quinn can you please pay attention?" the teacher asked as she watched Quinn writing on a piece of paper.
Quinn stood up, grabbed her things, and walked out of the room ignoring the teachers baffled expression. Without a real destination in mind, she found herself walking into a room full of chairs and a piano. A quiet place. She put her stuff down in a chair and walked over to the piano, treading the keys with her fingers.
"Quinn?" at the sound of her name she slammed her hands down on the piano in surprise.
"That's my name." she turned to see an older man approaching her.
"Glee doesn't start for another 30 minutes Quinn, what are you doing here so early?"
"I don't know." she replied but received a frown from the man. "I was just looking for a quiet place."
His face turned soft and he nodded understanding. "My name is Mr. Schuester Quinn." he turned to head back into his office, planning the glee lesson.
After she positioned herself on the piano bench and sat there for a minute, she found herself in a trance of sorts. She heard a voice strong, loud, and clear as day drifting into her ears. She continued to listen intently as she walked closer and closer to the voice. "That voice..." As she entered through a door she heard the voice straight ahead of her and stared in confusion and awe.
I'm not the one that you want, I'll always let you down.
Rachel was sitting at the piano singing softly and watching as Quinn stood there entranced.
And I'm pretty sure that you've caught on.
Quinn recognized that voice, it was beautiful, haunting but beautiful. She opened her mouth suddenly and began to sing along.
(If that's how you feel, then what's there to do?
I'll keep this feeling in my heart,
but when you look in my eyes, you will know the truth.)
She shut her eyes and allowed the music to make her feel everything she didn't know she could feel. Rachel was watching her intently no longer playing the piano as they both sang the last verse softly.
And you can say that 'Oh, I'm just feeling sorry for myself.'
Quinn was the first to speak. "I don't know why but I think your voice is so amazing."
Rachel walked over to her taking small steps. "You've told me that before. I don't think I ever really believed it until now." she stopped in front of Quinn who refused to meet her eyes.
"That song... why is it so..so.. familiar?" she asked quietly looking into Rachel's brown orbs.
"It's our song Quinn. It's our year to get it right." she wrapped her arms around Quinn giving her a hug before letting go and walking off the stage.
"Rach wait." Rachel turned around at the sudden use of nickname. "Here's to us?" she didn't really understand what she was saying but she knew that Rachel did. For some reason she trusts the girl in front of her.
"Here's to us, Quinn." she smiled and waved before exiting the auditorium.