Hey! Georgia here with our latest story. The idea came to me when I was watching Beauty and the Beast in the cinema and it was the end with the part "You'll be alright, we're together now everything's going to fine you'll see" and I was getting depressed thinking of this scenario D: Has anyone seen the new "Les Miserables" trailer the one with Anne Hathaway? I cannot stop watching it, it's amazing! Well well well, tommorrow is the LAST ever day at school for me and Charlotte and I can't wait! Peace Out! TG101 :-D x

"I'm afraid to say this but your husband's been in a crash."

That was all it took for Mercedes' world to come crashing down to earth. She felt herself taking a deep breath shakily "How...b-bad was it?"

The person on the other end of the reciever sighed.

"He's in a coma at this moment in time. There was another passenger but I can't give details, hospital policy."

"W-will he make it?" she whispered, sitting down on a chair to stop herself from fainting. No this couldn't be happening, it couldn't have it it shouldn't have. Right now Sam should be at work as a radio presenter, not stuck in a hospital with loads of beeping machines surrounding him.

The person sighed again "There's no say. At the moment it's a 30 percent survival rate."

"Okay." Mercedes nodded, tears in her eyes.

The first thing Mercedes encountered when she arrived at the reception of Lima Memorial was Sugar frantically making her way over to the young woman.

"Have you seen Rory anywhere? I can't live without my little leprechaun! I came as soon as I heard, he was car pooling with Sam and..." she then burst out into tears, realising what had happened "Sam was in a car crash so that means...Rory..."

Mercedes sniffed, trying to keep her emotions together. Heading over to the front desk she asked their names

"Sam Evans and Rory Flannagan?"

"Yep, hang on just a sec...they're both in the ICU."

"ICU?" Sugar asked, her voice barely a whisper "But that means..." she burst out into another bout of tears "Tell me they're going to be alright?"

"Third floor on the right. Don't worry, I'm sure they're going to be okay"

Mercedes walked up to the third floor numbly, just staring straight ahead. She didn't know whether to laugh, cry or just explode with anger. She just...didn't know.

Once again, there was another desk this time an older woman with greying hair on duty

"Sam Evans?" Mercedes asked, trying at all costs to avoid eye contact. Eye contact meant real tears which wasn't so good for the baby. Speaking of baby, she really needed to pee soon but that was the last thing on her mind.

"Room 8, are you a relative?"

"I'm his wife who is also pregnant with his child."

"Is Rory okay? Please tell me he's alright!" Sugar screamed, pushing in front of Mercedes.

"Hang on a second miss, let me sort this person out. He's in room 8. You just need to sign in and then you can go see him. Now miss..."

As the receptionist was helping Sugar out, Mercedes signed in and headed towards room 8 where a flurry of medical staff were inside.

She knocked on the door a few times,making several heads turn

"Are you Mrs Evans?" one of them asked. She nodded and the doctor extended his hand "I'm Dr Monroe, no realtion to Marilyn" he chuckled at his own joke before clearing his throat

"You're husband is in a serious condition Mrs Evans. His survival rate is...25 percent"

"B-but wait, the person on the phone told me it was 30 percent what happened?"

"His condition has worsened. His left lung has collapsed so we've put him on a medical ventilator for the time being. He's got internal bleeding and various cuts and bruises. His tibia has a laceration as well as the bone sticking out of the skin. He has a punctured stomach and severe whiplash. We've put him into a medical induced coma for the time being but there's no say on when he's going to wake up. It could be days or weeks,even."

"Will he be okay though?"

The doctor sighed, not knowing how to say the news.

"I'd prepare for the worst case scenario."

Eight hours later,Rory slowly opened his eyes, blinking against the light. He could sense that something wasn't quite right. He didn't remember much, only wet conditions and Sam trying to pull the brake at a red stop light. Only his brakes didn't work and a lorry was coming straight towards them.

He gave a soft groan, alerting Sugar and several nurses

"Rory!" Sugar breathed, giving her boyfriend a hug "You alright?"

"Well,I've been better." he chuckled weakly in his thick Irish brogue.

"Thank God you're alive!" she laughed though her tears, gently kissing his forehead. She suddenly realised he was alive and turned livid "What the HELL do you think you were doing? Don't you DARE scare me again otherwise I'll have no choice but to murder you silently in your sleep."

"Please don't...I'm in enough pain as it is." Rory coughed, sending spasms of pain to shoot through him, causing him to wince "Ughh..." it was then Rory realised what had happened "Where's my arm?"

Sugar's voice sounded shaky as she spoke "The tissue was damaged beyond repair...they couldn't save it."

"So...I've lost it?"

The brunette nodded,comfirming Rory's fears "Just above the elbow."

Rory sighed, tears in his eyes "Well at least if I lose one glove I won't have to buy a new pair" he said jokingly, making Sugar giggle, kissing his forehead.

"I'm just glad you're okay."

Mercedes watched the heart machine, steadily beeping. Sam didn't look so good. His right leg was propped up in plaster, his face was puffy, his lips so so swollen. There were also bags of blood and medicine hooked up to various places on his wrist and a tube going up his nose. This was not the man she knew and loved. The man that lay before her was a different one completely, almost like a monster and she refused to believe that.

She remembered when Burt was in a coma. Didn't Kurt talk to him or something?

"Hey Sam" she offered gently squeezing his hand "You still there hon?"

No response. Just the gentle rising and falling of his chest on which were connected a number of different pads, all hooked up to their specific machine.

"It's me Mercedes. I just want you to know how much I love you. I love you with all my heart and more. I don't need a knight in shining armour, I've got my Marty with his Einstein and Doc. Listen, if you can, please do not give up, you can do this Sammy baby, I love you."

Beep...beep...beeeeeep.