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"I will always accept you, Lucy Quinn Fabray." Rachel said.

That evening Rachel stayed until she had to leave to let me sleep. She told me about a few things that happened at school when people found out what had happened to me.

When we said our goodbyes she gently pulled me into her arms and we stayed like that for a few seconds. I just breathed into her shoulder, adoring her scent. She pulled away and gave me a sweet Rachel Berry smile before she grabbed her things and walked through the door.

As soon as the door shut, it opened again, this time revealing an older version of me. Mom. Even thinking about her made my eyes tear up a little. It seemed to have been such a long time.

My mother walked towards me, clutching her jacket in her arms, "Quinnie..." she whispered through sobs. "I've missed you so much" she chocked out, taking my hand into hers and giving it a gentle squeeze. It wasn't long until we shared a hug, whispering things into each others ears as we cried uncontrollably.

"You should get some sleep" she stated, when we pulled apart.

I nodded as I felt my eye lids getting heavier by the minute, "Are you staying?" I asked, before I laid my head onto the pillow.

"Of course. I'm not going anywhere" she said, moving a stray of hair our of my face with one hand while the other was gently stroking my good hand. "Goodnight, Quinn"

"Night mom." I told her, before letting my eyes close. I soon drifted to sleep, even though I was scared that I would somehow never wake up.

It all seemed strange to me. Because the last time I had closed my eyes, was in that car, when the truck crashed into it. I remember closing my eyes to avoid glass getting into them, and that's all I remember doing. The next thing that happened was I woke up in that world in between life and death.

I had a feeling that whenever I was going to close my eyes again, I would be frightened that it would all happen again. But I knew I had to get through this, I had to get strong and believe in my self. I needed to focus on trying to move my legs again...

I woke up to the sight of a brunette sitting down on the chair that my mother had occupied last night. Strange, I thought, once I rubbed my eyes. I wasn't exactly quite awake yet. What time is it? I asked myself. I felt rather confused, to be honest. I remember going to sleep last night, and the last person I saw was my mother, then I wake up this morning and I see a brunette sitting next to my bed.

My vision was blurry, so I rubbed them once again. This time I managed to see who the mystery person was, and I don't really know if I should be happy, confused or mad. No, I'm not going to be mad, I'm over that bitchy Quinn. Right, I'm going with the confused face.

"Shelby?"

"Hello, Quinn" she said.

I didn't know what do say next because I was still confused about the reason of her presence.

Clearing my throat, I managed to think about what I was going to say, "I don't want to seem rude, but why are you hear? The last time we talked you made it clear that you didn't ever want to see me again" I shrugged. What? It's true.

Shelby let out a sigh, and shook her head, "Noah told me what happened."

"You and Noah are still...?" I asked. I had no idea what to call them, if I were meant to call them a 'couple' or something else.

"No" she said, stopping my thoughts.

I somehow felt relieved. No because none of them deserved love, but because a student-teacher relationship is illegal. I didn't want anything bad to happen to the woman who adopted my child, and I didn't want anything to happen to Puck, he deserves to be happy.

"I can leave if you want me to..." she mumbled, sitting up in her chair and straightening her legs.

"It's fine" I stated, holding a hand up as if to mean that it was alright for her to be here. I needed to know something, though. "Is Beth... Did you come alone?" I asked her.

"Beth is in the waiting room with Noah" she nodded.

I felt my eyes filling up with tears as I remembered the last time I held her. Then I remembered the last time I entered Shelby's house, with a gift for Beth. When I realized that it was probably the last time that I would ever be near her, I remember how I felt. Rejected. Angry. I knew that the only way I could get her back was when I found out about her relationship with Puck. Luckily someone was here to stop me from doing something really really stupid and reckless.

"C-Can I see her?" I stuttered.

Shelby looked thoughtful for a while and when she brought her eyes back to mine, she slowly nodded. "I'll just tell Noah to come in" she said, standing up from the chair and walking out of the room.

Awkward conversation over. That was really bad. She probably thinks that I'm just some rude person. I didn't even ask her how she was going or anything, I just asked her to see Beth. Rather selfish of me... But oh well, I'm guessing that she expected that.

I was left alone with my thoughts for a couple of minutes, until I heard the door click open.

"Baby mama ! I knew you'd come back!" he exclaimed, with a little blonde girl in his arms.

She had one of her tiny arms on Puck's shoulder and her head was laid on his chest. She seemed so peaceful...

I didn't have the words to describe how I was feeling right that moment. I didn't even know how to greet Noah. Everything seemed so surreal.

Puck's gaze went to me and then to Beth, "You can hold her" he said, walking over to my bed and waiting for me to sit up.

I straightened my back, wincing as I felt how stiff my spine was. It was painful just moving, but I didn't care, my perfect daughter was here. The mohawked boy placed the little girl on the bed, so that she was sitting with my right arm wrapped around her. I knew that i wouldn't be able to carry her, my arms were too weak for that right now, but I felt really overwhelmed that she was sitting next to me.

"She's perfect" I whispered, not bringing my gaze away from her.

"Obviously, we're her biological parents" Puck chuckled.

I scoffed at this, "Typical" I giggled.

I watched every move that Beth made, and I listened to every noise she made. She truly is perfect. She has a perfect nose, and perfect eyes. Everything about her is perfect to me. When she smiled, it is absolutely breath-taking, the way she laughed is just so precious. She's my perfect thing. My breath-taking wonder. My daughter.

I didn't want to get to emotional over the fact that she was near me right now, so I moved my gaze over to Puck.

Then a thought came to my mind as I remembered the monologue he made when I was still unconsciously laying in this bed. "I always knew you had a thing for her"

But if I asked him about how he knew, I would have to tell him about the strange world I had been in for a few days. Screw that.

"If I ask you a question, could you please answer seriously?" I asked. I just wanted to be sure, because I knew that whenever he sees Santana and Brittany together, sex always crosses his mind.

"Go ahead, Fabray" he smirked.

Seriously? How am I meant to be convinces that he's being serious when he has a smirk on his face. I huffed while my hand was playing with Beth's tiny fingers. "What do you think of me and Rachel?"

"I think you'd look hot together" he grinned at first, but he soon put on a serious and understanding face, "I think she would make you happy." he said, honestly. "You know, she told me that you wanted to tell people about what happened in between me and Shelby. She told me how she believe in you, how she knew that you going be better than that. In the end, you didn't tell anyone." he shrugged, "I'm glad you didn't. Otherwise I would have got some ass-kicking by my mom and Beth wouldn't have been with Shelby anymore. I am, though, honestly sorry for what I did. I guess I just had a thing for her." Puck explained.

I listened to what he was saying, but he didn't really answer my question.

"Listen, what I'm trying to say here, is that Rachel changed you. I hope you won't deny the fact that without her, you'd still be that crazy-ass blondie trying to get Beth back."

"You're right" I mumbled.

"Course I am, the Puckzilla is always right" he said, wiggling his brows.

I shook my head, "You're unbelievable, you know that, right?"

Beth, Puck and I spend the morning together until Shelby came back to pick Beth up for lunch. "We should go now. Beth's probably hungry" she said, taking the little girl away from my arms.

I flinched because it was like having her taken away from me all over again. But this time I knew that she would be back, that I would be able to see her again.

"Call me if you want to see her again, Quinn." she told me, "I'm glad you've decided to come back to us"

The brunette lady left the room and soon after Puck did the same.

I was then left alone in my hospital room. No one else was there with me and I felt lonely. Lonely was how I felt when I first arrived in that parallel world. It seemed so strange to be back on Earth, and being able to talk to people, and to hold things, touch things. I had gotten so used to feeling invisible that it somehow just stuck with me whenever I was alone.

I guess It's how I'm going to be for a few days, possibly a few weeks, or months. But I had an idea in my head. A challenge, maybe. I needed to get those thoughts out of my head. Once I leave this hospital, I need to move on and push all of this memories aside. I'm not going to let them ruin my life. I'm only seventeen, I need to be able to live my life as if every day is the last.

That's exactly how I need to think from now on. Life isn't something you should take to seriously. Sure, we need to be careful about what we do, but we also need to have fun. Make the most of it. Do whatever we feel like doing (Unless it's illegal, of course).

If God gave us a life, it's because he wants us to make the most of it. To think positively. He wants us to see the beauty around us. By giving us a life, he's asking us to just be ourselves. To push through the hard times, to move on from difficult moments. That's why he gave us this opportunity to live.

It may be a miracle that I've come back to life, but I'm going to convince myself that every single day that I'll be living, from now, on, will be be one of the best days of my life. If I'm awake right now, it's because God believes that I can have a good life. That I can make my life better, that I can be a better person. And knowing that someone believes in me is very much overwhelming, but having someone give you another chance is even more heart-warming.

While I was thinking about this, I realized that I could have been talking about Rachel. It's true, Rachel always made me understand that she believes in me. "You're better than this" was the sentence she always told me. And all the second chances she's given me... I can't even count anymore. I hurt her so many times. I tried to make her feel like crap, like she wasn't even worth living. Yet she's still talking to me, we had even agreed to be friends. Now we managed to smile to each other while once upon a time, in the high-school hallways, I was the one glaring her and walking into her, just because I wanted to make her understand that she should just leave. I was the one walking through those halls and shutting her locker so hard and not even caring if her hand was inside. And why ? Maybe because I wanted to know how it felt to not care about people like me. Maybe because I wanted to know how it was like to be strong.

Every time I bullied her. Every single time, she always held her head up high, and walked away as if nothing had just happened. Every time she got shushied, she would just go to the ladies room to clean herself up, and when she was done, she came out of the room with a new animal jumper, even if people would tease her about her wearing them. She didn't care one bit. And that is what inspires me about her.

"Quinn?"

When I heard the voice, I jumped in shock. I probably didn't hear the door open because I was thinking so deeply. I turned my painful head to look at the person. "Oh. Hi Doctor." I said, with a smile.

"It's Gemma, I already told you" she chuckled.

"Right, Gemma. Alright"

"Did you sleep well last night?"

"I guess it was okay. I mean, apart from the fact that whenever I moved, I would feel pain all over my body. And when I woke up this morning I felt really stiff, like I hadn't moved in a few days." I explained. Oh wait, that was right, I hadn't moved in a few days. I need to get out of this bed.

"Well I'm here to tell you more news on your legs. Apparently, you'll be able to move them again. But just know that this will take a lot of time. And you'll have to do physical exersizes every day in order to be able to walk again. You'll have to stay in a wheelchair, at first, though." she announced.

I beamed at the fact that I would be able to walk again. I was truly relieved, happy.

"What about now? Can I try the wheelchair? Please." I almost begged. I needed to move, I needed to get out this bed. And I needed to wash my hair. "When can I go back home?"

There we go, Shelby came to visit Quinn with Beth and Puck, I hoped you liked this chapter !

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