Turn To Stone Chapter 5 Echo, a glee fanfic

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Disclaimer : I don't own Glee because otherwise Faberry would have been canon since the first episode.

"She needs to wake up!"

I gasped at the view of Rachel Berry actually shouting. She really just took me by surprise there.

She lifted her knees and laid her chin in the middle of both, while wrapping her small arms around her legs. She just rocked back and forth, side to side, looking like it would calm her.

I just watched her. It was soothing, somehow, but really sad to see her like this. If I wasn't unconscious right now, and I saw Rachel in this state, I would just take her in my arms and hold her against me forever.

I imagined the scene if I were able to comfort her, if she was able to hear me and see me :

- "Rachel, please, it's not your fault, don't blame yourself..." I whispered.

"But you're in a coma, and I'm just here, completely useless, and guilty because this is all me fault" she sobbed.

I held my right arm out and pulled her next to me, "It's not your fault." I mumbled, laying my chin on her forehead, "Accidents happen, Rachel. Next time i'll just be more careful about what I do. I'll think about thing before I do anything. But you have to promise me that you won't keep blaming yourself for something that isn't your fault." I pleaded, looking down at her perfect face.

"I can't to that. I can't not blame myself. I shouldn't have texted you. I shouldn't even had said 'Yes' to Finn when he asked me to marry him. This is my fault, don't you see. If I had listened to you, if I had refused his request, all of this wouldn't have happened. I wouldn't have been stressed out at the wedding because you were running late, and I wouldn't have texted you."

"Rach..." I said, hoping that she would stop saying that the accident was all her fault.

"No, I can't do this. I can't even watch you in that horrid hospital bed, laying there unconscious because all of the sudden, all the guilt rises and I just really don't feel good about it."

I shook my head, not knowing what to say because she didn't seem like she was going to listen to me anytime soon.

"It's not your fault..." I muttered, letting out a low sigh, placing an ever so soft kiss on her forehead. I could never blame her, never in my life, because I knew that she had all the rights to blame me for making her life a living hell before I changed my bitchy attitude and became friends with her. -

But that was only my thoughts, only my imagination. It's not like I could pop up and appear next to her in real life. And I wouldn't even be able to face her, when and if I wake up. After all, I ruined her wedding, I was the one who needed to be forgiven, even though I didn't deserve her forgiveness.

The petite brunette shook her head frustratingly, getting up and straightening her skirt.

I watched her walk away and I just sat there, motionless, watching her figure get smaller and smaller as she walked further away from me. It was like I couldn't move, like she would never come back. But I knew, deep down, that I was the one who had to come back, and that probably wouldn't happen shortly.

I sat still and waited for the time to pass. I was feeling even better than I ever felt in my life.

"What are you doing here?" I heard someone ask from behind me.

I quickly turned around and saw Jason.

"Jeez, you could have given me a heart attack" I scoffed.

"I don't think it would have done anything." he shrugged.

I giggled, of course it wouldn't, I was unconscious and a part ghost, part human creature right now, there was no way I could possibly get heart attack. Even though I would be happy if it happed, meaning that it would make me , I would be able to go back home, to the land of the living.

"So, what are you doing here?" he repeated his question.

"I could ask you the same thing" I said. Maybe it was obvious that I was trying to avoid the question, or trying to change the subject, but I really didn't want to talk about how despairing people were.

Jason just rolled his eyes playfully and said, "I went to the grave yard. It's not far from here"

"To the grave yard?" I asked, stunned, "Morbid much?"

He laughed and then his face became serious. I shouldn't have said that morbid part... How stupid can I get.

"I went to visit my mother's grave" he stated.

I face palmed myself and shook my head, with my hand covering my embarrassed face. "I'm so sorry. Sometimes I just blurt things out and I don't even realize. And then the person get's upset and I never find ways to forgive myself, then..." I trailed off.

Jason laughed out loud just then and my face shot up and gave him a fake glare, "What's so funny?" I said, trying to imitate an annoyed voice.

"You're rambling."

I huffed at the statement and crossed my arms over my chest.

"Now you're acting like her"

Again, I shot him a glare and narrowed my eyes at him, "Like who?"

"Rachel Berry" he grinned.

My cheeks suddenly felt like they were burning, and I flushed. I hid my head in my arms and groaned.

"Rachel wouldn't have done that. I'm thinking that maybe a diva storm out would be more appropriate for her personality." he smirked.

"Jason !" I yelled, "Stop teasing me." I whined.

"I wasn't teasing you. I was just saying what I thought she would do. But maybe you think about her a lot and just felt the need to think that I was teasing you."

I flushed even more, how could I be so clumsy?

"You like her, a lot" he said. I could actually hear the smirk on his lips again even though my hands were still over my face.

"I'm just going to pretend you're not here right now."

"You do that. Quinn is in love with Rachel Berry" he hooted.

I wanted the Earth to crack open and swallow me just then. "Jason !" I exclaimed again, this time swatting him on the shoulder.

"Fine I'll stop. Jeez who knew Fabray could be violent" he snickered.

That made me think about my father. He had always been violent and aggressive to anyone who was in his way. He only wanted people to obey to him and if they didn't he quickly got annoyed and tended to hit things, or people. I remember the times when my mother got beat up just because she slightly overcooked the Christmas turkey. I remember witnessing that, crouching down in a corner and seeing my father, my own father, hit my mother. It was horrible.

But I just took Jason's statement as a joke and held a smile on my face.

We looked around, during that silent moment. It wasn't an awkward silence, though. It was just a comfortable one when we just admired the nature around us.

Both of us turned to look at each other when we saw the white fluffy clouds coming near us, but once they formed walls, they started to slowly grow apart, meaning that they were already taking us to someplace new.

We both smirked and I said, "Separately" and he said "Together" simultaneously, then bursting out with laughter.

While getting up from the ground, I had a little failing moment. I clutched my stomach as I felt a splitting pain near my bottom ribs.

I decided to ignore it and think that it could just have been because we laughed to much, so I stood up and faced Jason.

"You alright?" looking concerned, and as if he knew something.

"Never been better" I mumbled.

We waited patiently for the clouds to surround us and I grinned, pulling my tongue at him when I saw a small cloud come between us. "I win, Mr. Alexander!" I exclaimed, jumping up and clapping my hands excitedly.

He narrowed his eyes at me playfully and said, "You wait, I'll win next time." he stated, as if he were sure of what he said.

"You can't beat me. I'm a winner" I smirked.

"We'll see about that, Fabray. Until then, Adiós ! I'll see you later." he smiled.

I smiled back at him and waved, waiting for the time machine to take me to another place.

My smile turned into a frown when I realized that I was in my hospital room again. I was going to this place too much. It was becoming too recurrent to arrive here every time I got out of the time machine. Speaking of time machines, I bet Brittany would be thrilled if she knew that they do actually exist. But I'll just keep quiet because who knows what she'll to to get to see the machine.

That blonde dancer was one of the only ones who managed to cheer me up just by being herself. Her bubbly and innocent self made life worth living. She saw everything as if the sun was shining right down on everything and everyone. She would make me laugh whenever I'm down, and she would just make me forget about all my worries and fears.

Rachel could do that, too, but Brittany was one of those people who can make you laugh hysterically just by pulling a funny face. That's why Santana fell in love with her.

I actually envied their relationship. They were both perfect for each other. And even though Santana will never admit this, she's completely whipped. Whenever that Latina get's mad, the only one, I'm saying only one, who can cheer her up, is that blonde girlfriend of hers. I liked how Santana get's all soft around her, it just proves to the people who don't know, that Santana really does have a soft side.

And the twinkle in their eyes whenever they were together, was just something that could make everyone envy their relationship. That is true love.

Whenever I thought about things in this world of the non-living, my thoughts often got interrupted, so this time I didn't jump when I heard the door open.

It was Noah.

He was wearing a red t-shirt and a pair of blue jeans. And he looked squeaky clean, as if he just came out of the shower. So I tried to figure out the time, deciding that it was or in the morning, before class starts, or right after football practice.

He came stepped one foot in the room, looking left and right, probably to check if there wasn't anyone else in here apart from my unconscious self and... my invisible self?

Noah walked next to my bed and before he sat down, he placed a brown teddy bear right next to the metal Mario mushroom. The teddy was holding a pink and fluffy heart, and on the heart was written in red italic letters 'Beth'.

I nearly started crying when I saw it, but I had to be strong, because I knew that Puck wouldn't cry. Or at least, I hoped so.

"I never told you, but I brought if for Beth just after you gave birth to her. I thought you would have wanted to keep her, but you decided the best for her. And that makes you such a strong person, giving your child to someone, our child." he said, glancing at the soft teddy, then at me.

"Look at you, you're beautiful even with those bruises and scars." he chuckled, then looking at me sadly.

Then he looked back at the small table, picking up the little mushroom and laughing, "Sam told me about this. His Stacy and Stevie are the cutest children ever. After Beth, of course" Noah said, quickly adding the last part. "We all know Sam is addicted to video games too, though" he stated, placing the object back to where it was before. "What a dork." he laughed.

I laughed too. Everyone at Glee club has such different personalities, sometimes it was just really fun to imagine everyone in one same room, and just doing things that we loved doing the most. There would be a music corner, obviously, then a dance corner, and also a badass corner. That would just be epic.

"I just need you to know that you are an will be admired your whole life, for your strength. And we all know that you are strong enough to get out of this and come back to us. We all know that you'll wake up, whether it will be after Mercedes singing to you, or Rachel's ranting, or Sam's dorkiness, we know you'll wake up. Now you just have to believe in yourself. Tell yourself that you can overcome this, all the pain." he said.

I stood there, surprised at his speech. I had convinced myself that Rachel was rubbing off on him. Who knows, maybe soon he'll start reading the dictionary and use words that I didn't even know existed.

"Speaking of my Jew princess, I saw her yesterday and she had an emotional breakdown. She is really stubborn, you know, I can't seem to convince her that the accident wasn't her fault." he said.

He said 'yesterday', so lets calculate. Ding Ding ! It's only been two days? Ugh... I honestly had the feeling that I was in this non-living world for over a week now. Even though talking with Jason, and watching people talk to me, seemed to make the time go a little faster. Waiting one minute felt like waiting one hour over here.

"Then I had to become Mr. Soft and cuddly teddy bear because she was crying." he admitted.

"She cares for you a lot, Quinn. If you can't find the strength to bring yourself back, think about her."

Am I hearing correctly right now? Noah just indirectly said that thinking about her would give me the strength to come back.

Maybe I was hearing wrong.

"I always knew you had a thing for her" he smirked, wiggling his eyebrows.

I shouldn't have spoken too soon. Or thought, I shouldn't have thought too soon.

But I only had time to make a mental note to ask him about what he was aware of about my feelings for Rachel, because he started singing.

"Hello, hello
Anybody out there?
'cause I don't hear a sound
Alone, alone
I don't really know where the world is but I miss it now.

I'm out on the edge and I'm screaming my name
Like a fool at the top of my lungs
Sometimes when I close my eyes I pretend I'm alright
But it's never enough
'cause my echo, echo
Is the only voice coming back
My shadow, shadow
Is the only friend that I have

Listen, listen
I would take a whisper if
That's all you have to give
But it isn't, isn't
You could come and save me
Try to chase it crazy right out of my head

I don't wanna be down and
I just wanna feel alive and
Get to see your face again but 'til then.

Hello, hello
Anybody out there?"

I listened to the lyrics and smiled, because this was exactly me right now. I'm lost, in a place where no one can hear me, apart from Jason, of course. I'm trapped in this world until I can find that strength that will being be back to the world of the living.

"We're all praying for you to come back, because everyone's pretty lost without you, Quinn. Not seeing you at school, not hearing you talk, we just miss it. We miss you. Come back to us" Puck said, ending at that sentence as he got up and leaned over me unconscious body, placing a kiss on my forehead, and then walking out of the room.

I watched him leave, when I suddenly felt the need to clutch my ribs again. I felt like there were needles inside my body, and it's paining me.

Voila for this chapter ! Did anyone guess the song?

Also, tell me if you would like Quinn to come back to the land of the living sometime soon, or if you want her to stay where she is for a little while longer.

As Tigger from Winnie the Pooh may say : TTFN, Ta-Ta for now !