You Are My Dream
Manchaster Hospital, Lima, January 31
Mr Schue and Emma waited in front of Finn's room. "Don't worry. He'll be okay!" Emma said. "Okay? Emma, I just hit him with my car. OUR car! I'm a killer!" William said. Emma held William's hand. She looked him on his eyes, and smiles. "You won't kill him, baby. You're a great person, and a great person won't kill someone that he loves so much!" Emma said. Will smiled, and slowly kissed her. "I love you so much, Emma."
They waited, and waited. And finally the doctor came. William and Emma got up from their chair. "Is he alright?" William asked. His heart beat so hard. The doctor saw him, and smiled. "He's alright. The scar is a little bit deep, but he'll be fine." The doctor said. He held a bunch of papers. "What about his eyes?" Emma asked. "Well, he has to have a surgery for his eyes and for his scar. Because everything is pretty deep. Are you guys his parents?" The doctor asked. "No, we're his teacher, and I found him on the road when he... fell." William said. Emma held his hand. "Well, that's fine. You're great teachers. If you didn't find him, maybe he'll die anytime soon!" the doctor said. Will and Emma smiled, and then the doctor left.
Emma smiled. "See? He's fine!" Will looked at him. "Thank you, Emma." They were about to kiss when Kurt yelled. "MR SCHUE! IS FINN ALRIGHT?" He asked. Burt and Carole were running behind him. Carole cried. "WILLIAM! IS HE ALRIGHT?" Burt asked. He walked to William. "He's fine, but he has to have a surgery, because his eye is scratched by the glass, and the scar was pretty deep." Will said. Carole sobbed. "Oh my God, Finn!" she cried, and Burt hugged her. "He'll be fine, Carole. He'll be fine!" he said. Kurt looked at them. "So, can we see him now?" he asked. William smiled, and led them to Finn's room.
Room 845, Manchaster Hospital, Lima, January 31
Finn was laying on the bed, with his pink hair, and half – shaved head. His head is full of scar now. They can't see his eyes because they put some cotton on it, and his head was bandaged. "Oh my God, Finn!" Carole cried. The doctor came. He had some papers on his hands. "Are you Mr and Mrs Hudson Hummel?" the doctor asked. "Yes, we are." Burt said. "Well, I tried to tell this to Will and Emma, but since they're not his parents, I can't tell them." Will look surprised. "Tell what?" Emma said.
The doctor sighed. "Doctor, tell us!" Burt said to the doctor. "I don't know if I can say this, but-" Kurt looked at him. "Just say it!" he said. The doctor sighed again. "It's a little hard for me to say it. Something bad happened to Finn. And that's because when he used the motorcycle, he didn't use helmet so, his head hit the road." Everyone looked at him, confused. Emma was the first who understood. "Wait. You don't mean that-" The doctor looked at her. "Sadly, yes. Finn Hudson got amnesia. Not bad, but maybe he'll lose almost all of his memory, and we need like two years to fix his memory."
NY Airport, January 31
Quinn's phone buzzed. She opened it. A text message from Noah Puckerman. Rachel looked at her. "What's happening?" she asked. "Nothing. Just a message from Puck." Quinn said. They were carrying their luggage, with Mr and Mr Berry sang behind them. Quinn stopped and read the message. "Will you come?" Rachel asked. "I'll catch you guys later. I need to reply this message. It's kinda important." Rachel smiled, and then she and her dads left her alone. Quinn opened the message. Finn got a car crash when he used his motorcycle. His head hit the road, and got amnesia. Don't know if we're ready to tell Rachel yet. "Oh my." Quinn shocked. Finn Hudson got amnesia. That means, he won't recognize Rachel. She sat on the chair. She replied Puck's message. Rachel's back to Lima. What we're going to do?
Suddenly, Rachel came. "Quinn, hurry up! We need to put our luggage on the plane!" she said. "Uh..kay. Just a minute." Quinn said. "So, what did Puck said?" Rachel asked. "Something unimportant. I thought it was important." Quinn smiled, and they walked together. Rachel can't know that Finn got amnesia. Her life will be a mess. Oh my God, Quinn thought.