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A/N: Yes I finally updated sorry for the lack of updates but real life kind of got in the way for a bit but, I am back. Ok, this chapter is a bit on the dark side and different from the others but I thought that this is something that needed to be put in the story.

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You can't quit until you try
You can't live until you die
You can't learn to tell the truth
Until you learn to lie

"Life is Beautiful- Sixx: A.M.

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Six Months later…..

Finn was sitting in the apartment by himself staring out the window bottle in hand his hair was slightly longer than what it used to be and he was unshaven. He heard the whispers of people who knew him saying that he basically looked like shit he didn't care though. He had become accustomed to the looks of pity that had became so natural in his friends' eyes even Santana the most cold hearted of them all would throw pitying glances towards him. While she never gave him those looks he could see the Rachel was miserable with him and was only staying because she felt sorry for him. He takes another swig from the bottle of whiskey lately it seemed that the only friend he had was at the bottom of that bottle. He heard the soft footsteps of Rachel coming down the stairs he quickly placed the bottle in the little compartment of his chair.

"Hey." Rachel smiled and gives him a kiss on the cheek. She could smell the alcohol on his breath it killed her that he found more comfort in that bottle than her.

"Hey." He said with no emotion. This was the way it had been for a while now. A few curt words a chaste kiss here and there, it was like she was just going through the motions maybe they both were. He didn't know nor did he care.

"So…you are going to therapy today? or you are going to wallow in self pity all day like normal?" she spats at him as she grabs a cup of coffee.

"Not like there is anything better to do." Finn simply states as he continues to stare out the window.

"Whatever I am going to class now." she tells him as she grabs her stuff and walks out the door she wasn't in any kind of mood to fight with him. She hated what they had become lately all they did was fight usually it was about him and his lack of even wanting to get better. She had thought that this would all pass once he got better but instead it has gotten worse. She pulls her phone out of her purse and sends a text to the one person she knew that could pull him out of this before it got worse. She places the phone back in her bag and continues her walk to class.

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Finn watches her walk out the door he grabs his bottle and takes a swig from it closing his eyes he lets the liquid fire numb him. He hated this hell that he was in it was like there was no way out. He hated that he was dragging Rachel down with him. He hated the fact that he was never going to get out of this god forsaken wheel chair. He hated that she was willing to give up everything for him. All he ever wanted was for her to be happy and live her dream. He knew that eventually she was going to wake up and see the light and she would be gone. Why fight for someone who isn't worth it? He thought as he took another swig, it had became almost a normalcy with him she'd leave he'd drink until he could feel no more, when she was home he was so far gone he wouldn't know if she was there or not. Is this life that he wanted for them? Of course not but this is what they were given and now he has to live with it. He hated that even the smallest of things like trying to get a box of cereal out of the cupboard was a challenge. He hated feeling like he could do nothing. He knew that he should be telling Rachel all these things that are going through his mind but, he didn't want anymore pity from her. He takes one last swig out of the bottle and throws it against the wall watching the bottle smash into a million pieces. He watched as the golden liquid began to pool on the floor. He knew he needed to clean it up before Rachel got home. He wheels towards the kitchen when there is a knock at the door. He drops the towel and answers the door.

"What the hell Finn? You look like shit." the woman at the door says.

"Hello to you Quinn." He says in a sarcastic tone, while wondering what the hell she was doing here.

"What the hell happened?" Quinn asks noticing the broken glass on the floor.

"I-I uh threw a bottle at the wall." He tells her as he wheels towards the kitchen and grabs another bottle of whiskey from the bottom cupboard. It was the one place that he knew Rachel would not look.

"You WHAT!?" Quinn asks in shock she could not believe what she was hearing yet alone the sight before her, a really drunk and sad Finn.

"No big deal I'll clean it up before she gets home." He shrugs his shoulders. "So what the hell brings you here?" He says taking a swig from the bottle.

"What, a friend can't come by and see how you are doing?" It broke her heart to see him like this.

"Well….as you can see I am doing peachy even got this hot new ride here." Finn puts up all of his defenses he had a feeling that Rachel had sent Quinn here to check up on him.

"Really…..so how's therapy going?" She knew she had hit a sore spot with him by asking.

"It's there." Finn says bluntly while giving her a sly grin and taking yet another swig from the bottle.

"It's there….what the fuck does that mean Hudson?" Quinn who is beginning to get pissed at Finn.

"So….I haven't been going to my therapy sessions what's the big deal, it's not like I am ever going to walk again." He tells her and she can hear his voice falter some.

"What the fuck do you mean you haven't been going?" Quinn is beyond pissed now. How the hell does he just not go?

"I mean I haven't been to therapy in two months what's the big deal?" At this point Quinn has had enough of Finn's crap she grabs the bottle from his hand and pours it down the sink. "What the Fuck Quinn?" Finn asks she can see the fire in his eyes but she knew this was the only way she was going to get him to listen.

"Sorry Finn, this has got to stop. I mean have you even looked at yourself in the mirror?" Quinn asks letting her voice soften a bit.

"No, why the fuck would I do that?" He couldn't believe that she just dumped his whiskey out like that. Little did she know that he had a flask in his pocket.

"Cause you look like shit Finn." She points out to him.

"So, it's not like anyone fucking cares how I look." He tells her as he takes a sip out of his flask.

"Fucking hand it over Finn." Quinn tells him as she catches him taking another drink from his flask.

"Why?" Finn takes another drink.

"Because I care about you and don't want you to die of alcohol poisoning so, hand it over." Quinn is holding her hand out.

"Why do you care it's not like you know what the fuck I am going through. Do you know how it feels not being able to do the things you want to because you can't. I can't even wipe my own ass with out having Rachel help me. Do you have any idea of how embarrassing it is to have your own brother bathe you because you are fucking too broken to do it own your own. I fucking hate this Quinn I hate that I have became this fucking burden on my friends and my family. I wish I had never come back then maybe just fucking maybe Rachel could have the life she wants not a life where she has to take care of her invalid of a boyfriend." Finn lets everything out that he has been holding in. Quinn just stands there is shock.

"Finn…I get it more than you fucking know or have you forgotten about last year?" Quinn tries to keep her voice calm. She knew he was messed up but nothing prepared her for this.

"Really…so you know what it's like to go down the street and everyone stares at you like you have the plague or something. You know what it's like to fall out of you chair just to tie your shoes. See the difference between what happened to you and what happened to me is that you can walk Quinn, you are still little Miss perfect." Finn lashes out at Quinn as he takes another drink.

"You know what you can fucking yell at me all you want but I will not let you drink yourself to death." She tells him as she takes the flask from his hand and throws it against the wall.

"What the fuck Quinn now how and the hell am I going to explain the hole that is in my fucking wall to Rachel?" Finn asks pissed that Quinn would do that.

"Who the fuck care about the hole if you want to fix it do it yourself." Quinn taunts.

"You fucking know I can't walk." Finn tells her.

"Really? Last I heard before you fucking skipped out of your therapy session you were able to walk with help so, get up and fix it." Quinn pushes.

"Quinn I-I can't fucking do it." Finn tells her his eyes pleading with her.

"Yes, you can here take my hand." She holds her hand out to him.

"Quinn…" is all he can say as he reaches for her hand and tries to stand out.

"See, you can do it ok now lets take a few steps." She says smiling at him.

"Quinn…please don't I-I'm scared." He admits to her.

"It's okay I won't let you fall." She places her arm around him reassuring him that she would not let him fall. Finn nods his head and they continue to walk around the apartment. When Finn stops. "Are you okay Finn?" She asks with concern in her voice.

"Yeah, I just want to try this on my own." He tells her.

"Are you sure?" Finn nods and lets go of her hand. He takes a few steps on his own and he can feel his legs begin to give out on him as he falls to the ground. "Finn?" Quinn asks as he is lying on the floor.

"Go, away!" he yells in frustration as he tries to get up.

"Finn, please let me help you." she tells him.

"No, I have to do this on my own." He tells her as he uses all of his strength to pull himself up. "Damn it why is this so fucking hard?" he says as he falls to the ground in frustration.

"Finn….you can't expect after two months of not going to therapy that you are going to magically walk again. We have to start small, you stood up on your own and even took a few steps it's a start right?" Quinn tries her best to comfort him she knew all too well of his frustrations.

"I know it's just that I when Rachel walks in that door I want to be able to sweep her up into the biggest hug I can give her." Finn's tone is somber. Quinn walks over and takes a seat on the floor beside him.

"Look…I know this is not going to be easy trust me but you will walk again and you will be able to pick her up it just takes time." Quinn tells him as she places her arm around his shoulder.

"I know I just want to go back to that man that made her proud to be with." He lowers his head his hand not wanting Quinn to see him like this.

"Even though you have been a complete ass to her lately I know that she is still proud of you all she wants is for you to get better and be happy again." Quinn tries to reassure her.

"Quinn can you do me a favor?" He asks lifting his head to look her in the eyes.

"Sure." she tells him.

"Would you come with me to my therapy sessions?" Finn asks knowing that she is the only person besides Artie that could ever understand what he was going through.

"I would be honored to but, you have to do me a favor in exchange." Quinn simply states.

"Sure anything you want you've got it." Finn tells her.

"You need to clean up and when I say that I mean cut your hair, shave, take a shower, and get some new clothes on." Finn looks at Quinn

"You know I can't shower on my own." he tells her embarrassed

"I know and I will help you because, you see tonight you are going to have a romantic dinner with Rachel and you are going to tell her what happened today and that you are going to go back to therapy so you can get better." Finn is taken aback by her offer. He was really glad that he and Quinn were still friends but, he wasn't too sure about this whole her helping him with a shower.

"Quinn….I can't let you…" Finn begins to protest.

"Nonsense I am going to help you weather you like it or not besides, it's not like I haven't see you naked before." Finn lets out a laugh at what she had said. She was right so what was the big deal.

"ok, fine I will let you help me." He says with a smile.

"Good, now help me with this hole." Quinn says helping him back up in his chair. The two friends smile at each other and begin to patch the hole in the wall.

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Rachel had just finished up her classes for the day she really wasn't looking forward to coming home knowing that Finn would be there and he's probably passed out on the couch again like he normally was. She felt like Finn was slipping away from her day by day she knew he was sinking slowly into a black hole. No matter what she said to him it didn't matter because he had given up on her and him on them on everything. This wasn't the same man she knew the man that took charge and never let anything or anyone tell him different. This man that he was now was bitter, jaded, and cold he had let the demons that he was fighting win. She just hoped that maybe Quinn got through him before it was too late. She walked up the stairs of their building and pulled her key out her bag. When she opened the door her senses were assaulted by an unfamiliar smell it was someone's cooking but who's she wondered.

"Finn?" She called out as she placed her bag on the couch.

"Hey Rachel." Quinn walked up to her.

"Quinn so how'd it go?" She asked still confused by what was going on.

"See for yourself Rachel." Quinn points to Finn who is standing at the table behind Rachel. Rachel covers her mouth she couldn't believe it here he was looking like the Finn she fell in love with standing in front her. She takes a few steps towards him as he slowly meets her and pulls her into a hug.

"Oh my god Finn you're walking." She couldn't believe it he was walking.

"Well sort of I." Finn gives her a crooked smile.

"I guess I will give you two some time alone." Quinn says smiling at the two.

"Quinn thank you so much I don't know what you did or said but thank you." Rachel gives her friend a hug.

"It was nothing really." Quinn smiles "Oh, and Finn don't forget I will be here in the morning to pick you up." she says before she walks out of the door.

"What was that?" Rachel asks confused as she takes a seat.

"I asked her to go to my therapy sessions with me." he tells me as he pours a glass of wine for us.

"So…you're going back to therapy that is great." she tells him.

"Rachel I am so sorry." He tells her as he takes her hand.

"Finn, it's ok." She tells him

"No, it wasn't I was horrible to you. I took my frustrations out on you and I let the whiskey talk for me. You didn't deserve me yelling at you and treating you like shit. I know now that you were trying to help me. I love you Rachel Berry and I promise that I am going to be the man that you deserve to be with." He tells her as he leans in and kisses her.

"Finn, you already are. I love you too." she tells him as they continue to sit there and just talk. It was like they finally were getting back to the way things were before the accident.

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Rachel rolled over in her bed hoping that Finn would be there and that last night wasn't some hallucination that her mind had created , she was met with cold sheets again. She got up put of bed and grabbed her bathrobe and headed downstairs where she was assaulted by the smell of pancakes bacon and eggs.

"mmm…what smells good?" she let out a sigh of relief when she saw Finn cooking breakfast.

"I made some breakfast it's turkey bacon and the eggs are vegan." Finn says handing her a plate of food.

"Finn…this is wonderful but, how did you get down the stairs?" Rachel asked taking a bite of her eggs.

"Kurt helped me." Finn tells me as he wheels his chair next to me.

"I see so, are you ready for your therapy session today?" Rachel asks hoping that he still wanted to go.

"Ya, I think that this is going to be good. Like I told you before I just want to get my life back and if going to therapy is going to do that then fine." he tells her as they just sit there and eat their breakfast. It was the first time in a long time that they had been like this and it felt nice.

"Knock, Knock lovebirds." Quinn says knocking on the door and letting herself in.

"Oh, hey Quinn you want some breakfast?" Rachel asks it was nice to see Quinn helping Finn.

"No, thanks I just grabbed something from Mc. D's on the way over. So….Finn you ready for your therapy session?" Quinn asks.

"Ya, just let me change shirts and I will be out in a minute." Finn tells her as he grabs a shirt and heads to the bathroom.

"So….you two look like you had a nice talk after I left." Quinn says as she sits next to Rachel.

"Ya, we did. Thank you so much Quinn from brining the old Finn back I owe you one big time." Rachel tells her friend.

"It was nothing I am glad I was able to help." the two girls hug.

"Ready?" Finn asks breaking the hug between the two girls.

"Yeah." Quinn says as she gets up.

"I will see you after class babe." Finn says as he places a small kiss on Rachel's cheek.

"Have fun and I love you Finn." Rachel says to him.

"I love you too." He says as He and Quinn walk out of the door.

Ok….so there you have it I hoped you liked it leave a review.

So this is what is up next

Santana and Puck deal with the idea of being parents.

Finn continues his therapy with Quinn.

Jealous Rachel comes out when she catches Finn in a compromising position with Quinn.

More Blaine/Kurt action as well.