Hey, Guys. I know it's been forever, and I'm really really sorry! Please don't hurt me! *hides behind a chair*
I know you guys probably hate me, and you have a definite reason to. A lot of bad stuff happened to me and my family, and I guess I just lost my muse…
So, I'm really, terribly sorry, but I hope you guys will forgive me and still enjoy this story…if there's still anyone out there (:
So, without further ado, please enjoy this next chapter of All these years!
-Shelby POV-
I walked out of my daughter's room, a faint smile on my face. "She just went back to sleep, but the doctor said that she'll be up in an hour or so, if you guys want to go home and then come back and visit her." I said to the rest of the Glee Club, who hadn't left the waiting room since they'd come in. Everyone but Quinn, Finn, Kurt, and Mercedes agreed to leave and come back.
After checking to make sure that all of those kids were fine, I started to look for Will. I finally found him about 2 hours later, sitting in the Hospital's Cafeteria.
"Hey, babe." I said, sitting down slowly next to him. "Is everything okay?" I asked seeing his worried face.
"Yeah, babe, it's fine." He said, his face quickly changing.
"Come on, Will, you know that you can tell me anything, and I can tell that something's bothering you, so just tell me what it is, please." I begged, not wanting to see him hurting.
"Shelb, I-I'm just…worried" He finally admitted,
"About what?" I softly questioned
"That I won't be a good enough father, I mean, this baby, will I be good enough?"
"Oh, Will," I whispered, tears starting to form in my eyes, "If the way you act with your Glee kids is any indication, you'll be the best father any child could ask for" I said, the tears starting to fall down my face, "Damn hormones." I said, chuckling along with Will as he softly wiped away my tears.
"Come on, let's go check on the kids." He said, helping me out of my seat.
-Rachel POV-
"Hey Sweetie." I turned my head to see my friends leave and my Mom and Mr. Schue walk in.
"Hey Mom, Mr. Schue," I said, "Is there something you guys want to tell me?" I questioned them, noting the baffled look in their eyes and the way that Shelby kept her hands in her pocket."
"Um, I-we, um…" Mr Schue cleared his throat, "I don't know what you're talking about, Rach."
"Mr. Schue," I began with a laugh, "You're a fantastic teacher, but when it comes to this, my years of acting seem to tell me that you're lying to me." I hear my mom snicker behind him,
"Well, Will, we've settled one thing, she truly is my daughter." My mom said, turning around to playfully slap Mr. Schue. We all settled into a comfortable silence before I decided to break the silence.
"So when were you guys planning to tell me you got engaged?" I blatantly questioned them, laughing out loud when I saw their baffled faces.
"How, in the…" Mr Schue said, a baffled look on his face
"Rach, how did you know?" Mom wondered.
"I'm just amazing like that. I have people in places and I know everything!" I said defiantly, "Also, Mom, I saw your ring. Nice pick, Mr. Schue." I said, turning to look at him with a smile on my face, "Or should I say Dad?" I questionably joked.
"Thanks, Rach." Mr. Schue said, getting up to give me a hug. "I'm gonna let you two talk now," He said, backing out of my room.
The second he left, I verbally pounced on my mom. "So?" I questioned. "How, when, and where?" I practically screamed in her face.
"Well," my mom began. "It was actually just a few minutes ago, out in the hall. We were walking back here, holding hands, and all of a sudden he stopped walking, so I turned around to see why he stopped, and he was there, on his knees, with the ring in his hands-"
"Did he cry? Was he crying? Did you cry?" I quickly interrupted Mom, wanting to know all of the details before she told anyone else.
She looked almost shocked at my rapid fire of questions, but laughed and answered them anyways before continuing. "Yes, I cried, and to save his dignity, I won't tell you if he cried or not. Anyways, as I was saying, he got down on his knees with the ring in his hand and he…asked me to marry him." She finished, fingering the ring on my finger, the other hand resting on my stomach absentmindedly.
"Are you feeling okay Mom?" I asked her, noticing that she had her hand on her stomach.
"What?" She asked, and then looked down to her stomach, where my eyes were trained and moved her hand, "Oh, no, sweetie, I'm fine. Don't worry about me, Star." She said, stroking my hair.
"Oh. Okay" I softly said, knowing that my mom was hiding something from me. Soon afterwards, I began to feel some pain in my stomach, and almost as if on que, the doctors walked in.
"Okay, Hi, I'm Dr. Torres," She said, introducing herself "And this is Dr. Robbins" She said, pointing to the perky blonde doctor next to her. "So, Rachel, how are you feeling?" Dr. Robbins asked.
"Well, I'm fine, I suppose. I'm as good as can be under the circumstances." That's what I said out loud, but inside, I was crying out in pain. I just didn't want anyone to see me like that. The doctors looked at me with a questioning look in their eyes, but I quickly pointed my face to Mom so that they would know that I didn't want to talk in front of her.
"Well the pain meds that we gave you should kick in soon. So, we'll just come back to check on you in a while, okay?" Said Dr. Torres, while Dr. Robbins said to Mom "Um, Ma'am, why don't you come outside with me so I can talk to you about Rachel's recovery."
My mom looked uneasy at that request and looked at me and started to say something before I cut her off "It's okay, Mom. I'll be fine. You go with the doctor." I said, giving her what I hoped was a content smile. "Okay, Star. I'll be back soon." She said, kissing my cheek then getting up and leaving with Dr. Robbins.
Dr. Torres took a couple of steps towards me, a comforting smile stretched upon her face. "Hey there, Rachel." She said, "can I check your wounds?" She asked, waiting for my nod of consent before lifting up my hospital gown to reveal the bandage that was wrapped around my torso. I grimaced as she unwrapped the bandage, glancing behind my shoulder towards the door. After doing this a couple of times, Dr. Torres stopped what she was doing, and she looked up at me and said. "Don't worry, your Mom isn't going to come back until I page Dr. Robbins."
I looked at her with a greatful smile. "Thanks." I softly said, "I just don't want her to see me like this…"
"Hey," She said, noticing the look in my face. "It's okay, I get it, I was in a car crash a while back, and I felt the same way, but see, everything's fine now." She said lifting her arms up and spinning, making me giggle a little before grimacing at the pain that it brought. Our attention quickly turned back to my torso, and carefully unwrapping the thick layer of bandages in silence. I soon felt a burst of cool air hit my torso and abdomen, but willed my tears to stay at bay as I kept my chin up, making sure my eyes didn't wander downwards.
"So," I said, trying to take my mind off of the pain, "You said you were in a car accident?"
"Yeah," Dr. Torres said "I was going with my girlfriend – I'm lesbian, by the way – to a B&B for the weekend before the baby was going to be born, and an 18-wheeler just came out of nowhere and hit our car, I went through a lot, but I'm okay, and so is Arizona –she's my wife now – and so is our daughter, Sophia." She said, showing me a picture.
"Aww!" I exclaimed, "She's so cute!"
"Yeah," Dr. Torres said, smiling down at the picture.
"You know, I have a friend – well, 2 actually – whose lesbian." I said, my mind drifting off to Brittany and Santana.
"Santana, right?" Dr. Torres said, interrupting my thoughts. "Yeah." I said, "How'd you know?"
"She's my niece" Dr. Torres said, re-applying my new bandage.
"Wow," I said, "That's amazing…You guys do look alike…" I said.
Dr. Torres laughed, "Alright, Rachel, we're done with applying your bandages, and I'll come check on you later. Just page me or Dr. Robbins if you need anything, okay?"
"kay." I responded before drifting back to sleep.
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