First Song
"Why the hell are hospitals so damn confusing."
Sam Evans, former McKinley High Quarterback, was lost. After getting his shoulder rest and braced into place, he had managed to get separated from Coach Beiste. Now he was off in some random abandoned hallway. It was dark and silent, except for one room down near the end of the hall. The light was on and who ever was inside case a shadow into the hall every time they walked past the doorway. Sam wasn't on for sneaking up on people having privet moments but maybe this person could show him the way out. Or at least point his lost ass in the right direction.
As he got closer to the room, the blond could hear someone muttering unintelligible things. Oh no. He recognized the voice. Puckerman. Fucking hell, really god? Composing himself as much as possible the blond stepped into the room, mentally cursing hospitals again. When he spoke the other teen nearly jump straight out of his skin.
"Puck! What the hell are you doing here?"
The caramel skinned jock slid his body between Sam and the bed, "None of your business."
"Who is this?"
"No one?" Puck voice with a very unfitting rise in pitch.
Sam couldn't resist laughing, "What that a question."
"So what if it was?"
"Seriously who is that?" Sam pointed back
"Kurt Hummel's dad."
the blond cocked his head, "And you're here why?"
"I wanted to pray for him, but I'm not exactly the best Jew for that area." Puck sighed, crossing his arms over his chest "Okay, I was trying to think of a song to sing."
"Huh"
"Shut up."
Sam did just that, leaving the two of them to sit in silence for a few minutes. Then out of almost nowhere, the blonds voice began to rise up from inside him. He knew this song was a little outside of what he could do but it was the only thing that Sam thought could fit. He had head about Hummel's dad, how the gay kid's dad had a heat attack. Too many jokes about what cause his heart to stop. A few lines into the song, Puck's voice joined in; quickly fleshing out the sound perfectly.
Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost but now am found,
Was blind, but now I see.
T'was Grace that taught my heart to fear.
And Grace, my fears relieved.
How precious did that Grace appear
The hour I first believed.
Through many dangers, toils and snares
I have already come;
'Tis Grace that brought me safe thus far
and Grace will lead me home.
The Lord has promised good to me.
His word my hope secures.
He will my shield and portion be,
As long as life endures.
Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
And mortal life shall cease,
I shall possess within the veil,
A life of joy and peace.
When we've been here ten thousand years
Bright shining as the sun.
We've no less days to sing God's praise
Than when we've first begun.
Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me.
I once was lost but now am found,
Was blind, but now I see.
As they finished, both of them fell into hospital silence, the noise of the machines almost covering Puck quiet, "Thanks Evans."
"No problem Puck."
Smiling, the former Quarterback clapped Puck lightly on the shoulder and then turned to walk out. It was a simple gesture and Sam still fought the blush the threatened to rise. this was stupid and childish. He did not have any feelings for Puck.
"and Sam," The injured blond paused halfway out the door at his name, "tell anyone I was here and that other arm is going to need resetting."
A/N: This wasn't the planed chapter, it came out of watching Grilled Cheesus. Review
~ WordDemon