Finn and Rachel were lying in bed together watching funny girl when Rachel got a call from Santana. Rachel saw the name that flashed across the screen and looked slightly confused. She pressed the little green button to answer the call.
"Hello? Santana?"
"Hi Rach... um, could you put Finn on the phone please." Santana asked. It was a weird request but Rachel instantly handed the phone over to Finn who looked just as confused as she did. He took the phone from her hands and put it to his ear, within five minutes the phone call had ended and Finn had jumped up from the bed and was rushing around the room to find his clothes.
"Finn, what's going on?" Rachel asked, this time though she looked slightly worried.
"There's been some kind of accident, Quinn is in the emergency room. You can stay here if you want, I need to go and meet Santana at the hospital."
Rachel jumped out of the bed and started looking around for her own clothes, right now her hangover didn't matter, and her friend was in hospital.
"What the hell happened Finn? Is she ok?" Rachel cried as she threw one of Finn's extra large sweatshirts over her and a pair of little blue shorts.
"... She's unconscious Rach, other than that I don't know what happened. James has been with her all night apparently." Finn replied as they rushed out of the bedroom.
"Oh my god." Rachel Cried. "You run down and get the car started and I'll tell Kurt and Blaine what's going on, they should know." she was running through all the things she could possibly do for Quinn right now.
Finn froze for a second and looked at his girlfriend in a saddened awe. He quickly kissed her forehead before rushing down the stairs. Rachel headed through the hall and knocked quickly on Kurt's bedroom door, she was lucky that they were only sat in bed watching 90210 when she burst in.
"Kurt we've got to go to the hospital, Quinn's hurt. I don't know what's going on but Finn and I are going down there now. Should we expect to see you there?" she was breathing heavily and speaking quicker than she ever had before. Both Kurt and Blaine looked shocked and they didn't take too long to jump out of bed and throw some clothes on either.
"We'll meet you there Rachel ok." Replied Blaine as he watched Kurt panic. Rachel nodded and headed out towards the car, the engine was already going and as soon as she was in and the door was closed Finn was heading towards the direction of the hospital.
The minute they reached the hospital they were met by Santana, she was crying at the fact that nobody yet had allowed her to see Quinn. James then came walking out into the waiting room, he looked incredibly tired... you could tell he hadn't had a wink of sleep.
"What the hell happened Pheonix? I swear if she doesn't wake up I will go all Lima Heights on you!" Screamed Santana as she lunged towards James. Luckily Finn managed to quickly grab her before she could get close enough to him.
"She's awake... and she's ok just some bumps and scratches, a little head damage a dislocated shoulder, a few broken ribs and some spinal damage. The doc said she's lucky to have not broken her spine the way the car hit her." He said as he clasped his mouth.
Rachel began to cry when she heard that a car had hit Quinn, she's heard stories of horrific car accidents and usually 'bumps and scratches' really meant 'stitches and serious bruising'. Finn looked horrified and Santana began to shout again.
"WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?"
"Well we wanted to go home, but we both had too much to drink... so I said it would be a better idea if we walked home. We left without telling anybody because we um, well we wanted some time alone. Anyway we were walking and we weren't too far away from her house when we stopped on the sidewalk opposite her street, we talked for like an hour on the corner of the street and then as she stepped into the road to cross a car came out of nowhere... I- I tried to get her to move but hearing me shout only made her stop and turn around, the last thing I remember was her flying over the windscreen and onto the pavement. The car, it just left... it sped off down the road but not before I memorised the license plate. Anyway there was so much blood and she wasn't awake, I called an ambulance and they brought her here. Her parents are still on the way back from Texas so I've stayed with her. She's only just woken up."
"Can we see her?" Finn said as he pulled Rachel into him.
"She's allowed visitors, but only a few at a time or something. I'll wait out here whilst you go in if you like?" James said to Finn.
Finn, Rachel and Santana were led the way to Quinn's room by a nurse, when they walked in they couldn't help but feel a little heartbroken when they saw the way she was all bandaged up.
"guys... I'm not dead. What's a girl got to do to get a hug around here?" Quinn said from behind her croaky voice, Rachel couldn't help but laugh. Santana rushed straight over, arms spread out wide to her best friend.
"I've been so worried about you Q, so has Britt... she's texting me nonstop." She said to Quinn as she buried her head into her shoulder.
"Tell her I'm fine! I'll be back in glee club tomorrow so there's nothing to worry about. Where's James? Is he ok..." Quinn asked.
"He's been here all night Quinn... by your side, do you really think he would leave now?" Laughed Finn as he gently kissed Quinn's cheek.
"He's in the waiting room Quinn." Rachel sniffed.
"What's wrong? Hey, don't cry come here beautiful!" said Quinn as she noticed a few small tears run down Rachel's face. Rachel walked over and sat carefully on the edge of the hospital bed.
"I just don't know what I would have done if you hadn't have... well you know... woken up Quinn. I love you, you know that don't you?" Rachel said as she looked into Quinn's bruised eyes.
"I know Rachel. I love you too, now stop crying and go home would you? do you know the one thing I want from you right now? A song, at glee club, tomorrow. Can you do that for me?" Quinn asked with a big smile on her face.
"I would do anything for you Quinn, and by the way... you still look gorgeous, even in that hospital gown."
They all left the hospital room and made sure they called around to let everybody know that Quinn was ok. James was back in the hospital room with Quinn before she knew it.
"So I hear you've been here all night?" Quinn smiled.
"Of course, I promised you I wouldn't leave until you woke up." He reassured her.
"... you're lucky I wasn't in a coma then huh?" she laughed, then she realised that it hurt her a little even to laugh .
"please, don't joke about that Quinn." James said looking suddenly very serious. She took it back straight away.
"I'm sorry, I'm glad you were here. Thank you. and I'm sorry I wasn't better company." She winked.
James looked softly at her, just the way her hair fell was perfect, her face was covered in bruises and she had a split lip but she still looked like an angel, a fallen angel.
"you were perfect."
"I'm surprised you kept it together James, if it was me I would have been flipping out by now... I can only imagine how Santana was." Quinn said as she thought about Santana going 'all lima heights' on people.
"Well it's not the um, first time I've been in a situation like this. And yeah she was, well she wasn't afraid to tell the doctors around here what she thought about not being allowed in the room." He replied.
"You have? When? If you don't mind me asking..." she saw the way his face dropped, he sucked in his bottom lip and looked towards the floor.
"Um, back in Boston... I lost my best friend. Jake... he was hit by a drunk driver." James went silent and Quinn felt incredibly bad for asking.
"James I'm so sorry." She said as she held out her hand for him to hold, he took her hand in his and started to gently rub it with his thumb.
"don't be, it was a while ago. And the dude driving was sentenced to jail. Jake was a good guy, but he just didn't make it. I'm glad you did." James said as he smiled. "you would have really liked him, he liked guns n roses too."
"I wish I could have met him, sounds like a cool guy." She smiled.
They sat in the hospital for hours talking about everything they could, in those hours they knew that they had found something in each other that was special, something that they hadn't seen in anybody else they knew. They made each other laugh at the most painful times, that was something they would always have in common.
