The doctors checked on Sam all throughout the night and Finn was forced to go home. He barely slept. He worried that Sam would never remember their love or the times they shared. Sam's parents thought it best if Finn gave Sam some time to himself. He waits until just before visiting hours are over. He had called the nurse and asked her for a favor. He got her to get rid of everyone for the evening and Finn was snuck into Sam's room so that they could talk. Sam might not remember that they're in love but Finn is going to do his best to remind him of it. He opens the photos section on is phone and gives it to Sam.

"So…we're … in love?" Sam asks as he goes through the photos on Finn's phone. He scrolls through all of them. Ones of him and Finn holding each other, ones of them kissing, a few from when Finn was going through chemotherapy and the most recent ones are from the day at Six Flags. Sam's mind is riddled with confusion. The most recent thing he can remember is going to prom with Mercedes with the hopes of getting her back for good.

"Yeah, we are. We hooked up at Rachel's hello/goodbye party last summer before everyone went off to school or wherever. We played spin the bottle and Kurt made the rule that if the girls had to kiss each other then so did the guys, and then you spun the bottle and it landed on me. We also hooked up with Puck that night, but there was something between us and the next morning you asked me to be your boyfriend, and I said yes." Finn was smiling as he remembered their first night together. Though he feared that Sam wouldn't ever remember being in love with him.

"Did we…get married?" Finn notices Sam staring at the ring on his finger and then he nods to the one on Finn's.

"Not yet. We are engaged though." Finn says with a more upbeat tone.

"When did you propose?" Sam asks. He can't think of any reason he'd want to be married to a guy, though Finn wouldn't be a bad choice.

"Actually, you asked me first. I was going through my cancer treatments and you were taking care of me that night…" Finn is cut off by Sam.

"YOU HAVE CANCER!" Sam's eyes look like they're about to pop out of his skull. The monitor goes nuts as it beeps rapidly.

"Woah! Sam, just calm down. I'm in remission now." Sam's heart rate steadies.

"OK, sorry. I didn't mean to do that. It's just…you're my friend and I just didn't like hearing that you were sick." Sam was unsure of his response. He thought of Finn as just a friend, nothing more. It still freaked him out to discover that he'd been sick like that.

"Well, anyways you filled the bathroom with candles, and you ran the tub. You helped me in … because I was having surgery soon and you were behind me, just holding me. I thought you were reaching for the soap to do my back, but then you kissed the side of my neck and you whispered that you loved me. That's when you slipped the ring on my finger and asked me to marry you." Finn saw a slight smile cross Sam's face and then he starts to laugh. "What's so funny?"

"Nothing," Sam laughs. "It's just that's kind of how I always wanted to propose when the time came."

Finn smiles at this, but he can feel something's not right. He knows that Sam's not feeling the things he feels. All he wants to do is to hold Sam in his arms, but with Sam's amnesia he doesn't want to risk doing more harm than good.

"Finn," Sam says looking at Finn. "I don't remember any of the stuff you've told me, or shown me for that matter. To me I'm still in love with Mercedes." Sam takes a minute to pause. He doesn't want to hurt Finn, but he knows he's going to. "I just don't feel that way about you, and the doctor said that there's a pretty good chance that my memory won't ever come back, so I want you to find someone else to love…someone that will be able to love you back in that way."

Tears are forming in Finn's eyes and Sam can see how badly he's hurt his friend. "Finn, I'm so sorry."

"No…I uh…I get it, dude it's no big deal." With that Finn leaves quickly before the tears start to fall from his eyes.

Sam reclines his bed and closes his eyes and dreams of competing at Nationals.

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The next morning Sam opens his eyes and sees the face of the person he most wanted to see. Mercedes Jones had come to pay him a visit. She smiled as she saw he was awake.

"There's my baby girl." Sam says with a smirk. He presses a button to raise the head of the mattress up.

"Hey Sam, I'm glad to see you're alright." She moves closer and sits on the side of his bed with him.

Sam takes her hand and he pulls her towards him and kisses her lips gently. She pulls away and has the happiest smile Sam has ever seen on her.

"So it's true then? You're not gay anymore?" Mercedes looks at Sam with elation.

Sam was slightly offended by her words, but he pushed the feeling away because he loved her. "Well in my mind I was never gay. Finn showed me pics and told me stories about how he and I are engaged and in love, but I don't remember it. All I remember is being in love with you."

Mercedes smiles and kisses Sam once again. Sam's mother Mary, enters the room and sees the pair kissing. She can't quite describe the feeling she feels. She had accepted that Sam was gay and in love with another man, but seeing him with Mercedes brought back fantasies of Sam marrying a nice girl and starting a family. Then she remembers that Sam is about to be a father, but no one has told him just yet. They all, including Finn, agreed it would be the biggest bomb of them all for him to hear.

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Puck is sitting at the breakfast table at Burt and Carole's house. They've been letting him sleep in the guest room. Kurt takes the seat next to him as Carole places a plate of pancakes in front of both boys. Neither has eaten anything since Sebastian and Blaine died. They both just feel numb, like their entire world has faded into the blackness that is their pain.

"Boys, it's been three days. Please just eat a few bites." Carole pleads.

Kurt and Puck each take one bite and choke it down with water. The drop their forks and excuse themselves from the table. They slump onto the couch and just stare out the window. For hours they do nothing but stare, until Kurt breaks the silence as his anger bubbles to the surface. "I hate them." He says through gritted teeth.

Puck turns and looks at Kurt. "Who do you hate?"

"Finn and Sam." Puck's eyes widen with confusion. Kurt sees this and decides to clarify. "If Sam had been paying better attention he would've seen that truck and none of this would've happened. Sebastian and Blaine would still be here. And why is it that Finn gets to keep his boyfriend. He should be just like us, widowed."

"Kurt," Puck speaks for the first time in days, "none of this was their fault. That drunk bastard is the reason our boyfriends are dead. Not Sam, and not Finn. I can't believe you actually just wished Sam dead." Kurt looks at Puck with rage filled eyes.

"He was driving, so he was responsible." Kurt says with a huff.

"Sam has amnesia and thinks he's still dating Mercedes. Don't you think that he's suffered enough, or that Finn hasn't lost his boyfriend either. Don't be such an ass, Kurt. Blaine and Sebastian wouldn't have liked it." Kurt's hand makes contact with Puck's cheek and Carole comes running in after hearing the slap.

"DON'T YOU DARE SPEAK FOR THEM! THEY'RE DEAD!" Puck has never seen so much anger in one person before, and he was with Blaine during his psycho phase.

"KURT! That's enough!" Carole's voice comes booming from the back of the room. She turns her gaze to Puck. "Noah, sweetie, are you alright?"

"I'm fine Mrs. H., but I think I could use a ride to my car. I need to go back to my apartment and sort through Blaine's things and prepare for the funeral." Puck says getting up and going upstairs to collect the things that Carole had brought over for him.

She gives Puck a ride to the hospital to get his truck and Kurt stays home with Burt.

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Finn awakens from the few minutes of sleep he managed to get during the night before. He'd been dreaming of Sam and the way things were, but the dream turned into a vision of the car accident. He saw the truck hit Sam's car. He watched as Blaine's head slams against the broken window and then he hears the boy's neck snap. He sees Sebastian's seatbelt break free and the boy goes flying through the window, glass shattering around his body. He hits the road hard and bounces twice before landing on his back. Sam is now upside down, his eyes are filled with fear and panic. He's gasping for air as he looks around at the wreckage he's trapped within. He looks at Blaine and then to Sebastian's seat. Finn can tell Sam's trying to call out for someone to help them. But, instead Sam barely whispers out Finn' name.

Tears are running down Finn's face as he cries uncontrollably. The dream had felt so real to him, like he was there watching it as it happened. He punches his fists into the mattress and screams out. His phone begins to ring. He stops crying and wipes his eyes.

"Hello" Finn says answering the phone trying not to sound like he's been crying.

"Finn, its Mary." Sam's mother's voice comes from the receiver.

Finn is surprised to hear from her, since she was the one who'd asked Finn to give Sam some time to deal with the amnesia. "Mrs. Evans, is everything alright…is Sam alright?"

"Well," She starts, "Sam's fine mostly, but I was worried about you. Are you alright?" Her voice is soft and sincere. Finn has always liked Sam's mom, she was the first one to hug him when Sam brought him home for the first time as his boyfriend.

"I'm fine." Finn lies.

"Don't lie to me, Finn. I know you came and talked to Sam last night. You left your visitor pass in Sam's room." Finn hangs his head thinking she's mad at him for not obeying her wishes. "Finn, I'm not mad at you. I get it, really I do. But there's more than one reason I called you this morning."

"What's that?" Finn asks expecting the worst. And he was about to get it.

"Mercedes showed up this morning before I got to the hospital," Finn's heart began to pound furiously within his chest. "And when I walked in they were kissing. Finn, I'm so sorry, but I think she wants him back."

"I thought something like this might happen." Finn doesn't even hide his sob.

"Finn, I don't want Sam dating Mercedes." Mary says in a somewhat angry tone.

"Why? I mean she'd give Sam the life you had imagined for him as a kid." Finn says as his voice sounds choked.

"Finn….I just don't like this girl. She treated my son, and you like you were crap that needed to be discarded when you both came out. Yet, she's perfectly fine being friends with your brother, who she once had a crush on. She is not the person Sam is meant to be with…you are." Mary's words were making Finn feel better.

"But, Sam doesn't remember loving me. He just thinks of me as a friend now." Finn sighs

"Then when he gets out of the hospital on Friday, you're going to have to remind him. He says he's going back to school on Monday so that he can help prepare for Nationals, but the doctor already ordered him to rest for at least three weeks, so he can't perform. He's lost so much Finn, he can't lose you too. You've got to fight for him. I don't care if you have to tie him down and kiss him until he loves you again, just fight for Sam." Mary ends the call.

Finn puts his phone down and begins to think of all the things he could do to show Sam that they were meant for each other. He knows only one person that will be able to help him in this matter. He grabs the phone and finds the name he's looking for. He dials the number and he hears the voice on the other end. "Hello." The voice says.

"I need your help. It's important." Finn says knowing the person he was talking to would be his best shot at reminding Sam about how good he and Finn are together.

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