Just Friends Chapter 9, a glee fanfic

Puck threw a twenty at the cabbie and once he got out his heart dropped at the sight in front of him. There were police everywhere.

What nearly broke him, though, was the sight of the EMTs wheeling someone out in a body bag.

"No," Puck whispered, "no!" He yelled this time as he tried to get pasted the police officer.

"That is my fucking best friend in there let me past!"

"Puck!" Corinne yelled as she ran away from the cop that was questioning her when she heard him yelling.

Puck glared at the police officer before quickly passing under the caution tape and running towards Corinne.

"What happened? Is Finn okay? Was that Finn's body? Is he…"

"Puck, Finn was shot, but, that wasn't him they wheeled out just now, that was some girl, Kitty, I think, the one that shot him, she also shot herself."

"So, Finn is still alive?"

"I don't know," Corinne said honestly, "All I know is that-" she was about to finish her sentence when about five EMTs came running out of the building with Finn strapped to a stretcher.

"Finn!" They heard someone screech from the side, "That is my fucking brother let me past or I swear I will tear you apart with my bare hands I don't give a fuck who you are! Let me past!"

Even the police officer looked scared as he let Kurt run past him. Kurt ran right past Corinne and Puck and went straight to the ambulance they were putting Finn in the back of.

"Is he okay? Is he dead? Please tell me he's not dead!" Kurt said hysterically.

"Who are you?"

"I am his brother. Now tell me what the fuck is wrong with my brother!"

"He's been shot in the chest and he is currently unconscious, but still breathing."

"Kurt, let them go to the hospital," Puck said as he reached out to pull Kurt away.

"No! I'm not leaving him."

"Just get in, we really need to leave."

Kurt nodded and without a second thought Kurt climbed into the back of the ambulance and immediately grabbed Finn's hand, "Stay with us, Finn," Puck heard Kurt cry before they closed the doors and quickly drove away.

Puck looked down at the ground and finally broke down. Corinne, never seeing him cry, stood there in shock for a moment before letting a few of heroes tears fall for the third time that night and wrap her arms around him tightly, "What is he dies?" Puck sobbed into her shoulder.

"Don't think like that. We both know Finn is a fighter."

"Yeah, but-"

"No, I won't let you think like that," Corinne said firmly, "come on, my driver is going to bring us to the hospital."

Puck nodded and let her lead him to the car.

XOXOXOXO

"I still can't believe we did that," Rachel practically snorted as she and Quinn ate their ice cream and talked about the stupid things they used to do, "Who's calling you at this time a night?" Rachel frowned when Quinn's phone started ringing.

"It's Puck," she mumbled and glanced at Rachel whose smile was immediately wiped off her face as she answered the phone, "Hey-Hey babe, is everything…"

"Quinn…"

"Puck? Ha-have you been crying?" Quinn glanced at Rachel whose knuckles were white as she held onto the spoon, "What happened."

"Finn's been shot in the chest."

Quinn's eyes widened as she looked at Rachel, "Oh my God," she whispered.

"What, Quinn? What is it? Is it Finn?" Rachel asked hurriedly.

"He's unconscious. He's in surgery right now. We don't know if he's going to come out alive…" Quinn heard him sob, "I need you, Quinn. Can you please come to the hospital. Please."

"I'm on my way, baby. Are you at the hospital already?"

"Hospital!? Why would he be at the hospital!? Is he hurt? Is Finn hurt? Quinn! Fucking answer me!" Rachel yelled.

"Yeah, Kurt, Corinne, Santana, and his parents are here too. Everyone except his so called 'girlfriend'."

"Puck…"

Puck sighed, "Just come, okay? Tell Rachel stay away from me and, especially, Kurt if she decides to come to her fucking senses," Puck said before hanging up.

"Well?" Rachel asked impatiently.

"Finn was shot in the chest," Quinn paused as she watched Rachel's reaction.

"That's not funny, Quinn…"

"No, it's not, which is why I'm not laughing. Finn is in surgery right now and nobody knows if he's going to fucking live. We need to leave. Now."

Finn was shot. Rachel kept repeating over and over in her head as they went to the hospital. She felt like everything was moving in slow motion. She felt like she was slowly losing a part of herself. She wanted to cry. She wanted to kick. She wanted scream. But she couldn't. Even as they arrived to the hospital. Even as Kurt was yelling at her asking her where she was during all of this. Even as Burt and Blaine had to pull him down the hallway to calm him down. Even as Puck kept glaring daggers at her. She just sat there. Staring at the wall across from her, thinking.

What would have happened if she stayed? What would have happened if she believed Finn. What if she would have stayed and not given up without a fight like she promised she would. What if?

Would Finn be fighting for his life? Would both of them be fighting for their life? Would Kitty still be alive?

Rachel kept staring at the wall until something caught her eye. It was the boy that was with Kitty. With two other adults. Rachel quickly stood up and went over to them, "Excuse me, is this your son?"

"Who's asking?"

"I'm the...girlfriend of the man that Kitty...shot tonight."

"Yes, this is my son. We thought she was just being nice when she asked to babysit and she was being a huge help because my husband and I have jobs that require us to be gone a lot so she was a big help, but turns out she was just using him and was forcing him call her mama when we weren't around.

Rachel took a deep breath and tried to smile politely, but it came out as more of a grimace, "Thank you for your time, I'm glad your son is okay."

"I hope your boyfriend is okay."

"Me too," Rachel whispered before watching them walk away and finally, finally letting herself break down. She didn't deserve Finn. Finn deserved so much better than her, she hated herself. Everything was her fault and she'd have to live with it if he died. Rachel slid to the ground and cried for about ten minutes before deciding to go back into the waiting room.

"You okay?" Quinn asked as she sat next to her.

Rachel glared at her, "The love of my life is in there fighting for his life, what the hell do you think?"

"Sorry, wrong choice of words."

Rachel sighed, "Sorry."

"No, you have a right to be feeling like this. Like you said, the love of your life is fight for his life. If that was Puck in there…" Quinn shook her head, "How are you feeling?"

"Horrible. Responsible."

"Rachel-"

"You know, that kid that Kitty said was Finn's wasn't even her's? She was supposed to be babysitting him, and I-I believed her over Finn. Why the hell must I be so stupid!"

"Oh babe…" Quinn said as she wrapped her arms around Rachel tightly and let her cry in her arms, "You have to understand that none of this is your fault. It's Kitty's. You didn't pull out a gun and shoot him."

"But if I would have been there-"

"You may have gotten shot too and I don't think I can handle that."

"I can't handle this! Quinn, I wish that was me in there fight for my life instead."

"Don't-"

"It's true! The man I want to marry was nearly dying while I was at your house laughing and eating ice cream. I should have been there."

Quinn sighed, "I think you need to go ho-"

"No. I'm staying here weather Kurt or Puck like it or not. I'm not leaving. I refuse to leave," Rachel shook her head, "I will sleep in this chair if I have to."

Quinn sighed and knew not to argue with her, "Okay, I'll just sit-"

"Family of Finn Hudson?"

Everybody stood up and gathered around the doctor as they all tried to listen to what he said, "We lost him once during the surgery and she missed his heart by a hair, but Mr. Hudson is a fighter and is stable, but he is in a coma."

"Is he going to live?" Everybody held their breath as they awaited the doctors answer.

The doctor sighed, "There is no guarantee, but it is very possible. Visiting hours are over, but I will allow three of you to go in at a time. One more question, will any of you be staying in the hospital with him?"

"Me," Rachel said immediately.

Everyone looked at Rachel.

"What's your relationship with Mr. Hudson?"

"I'm his girlfriend."

The doctor looked at Carole and Burt, "Are you two okay with this?"

They both nodded quickly, "Can you bring us to see him? Kurt, you coming with us?"

Kurt stared at Rachel for a long minute as the doctor put a gave her a wristband before nodding and quickly following them.

"Is Unka Finny okay?" Michele asked Blaine.

"I hope so, baby girl, I hope so," he whispered before leading her back to their seats.

Puck, who was still staring at her shook his head and looked at Quinn, "We can leave now if you want. You look exhausted."

"No, I know you want to see Finn. I can wait."

Puck nodded slightly and glanced at Rachel before going back to his seat.

"I've never seen him like this before," Quinn sighed, "He'll won't even talk about it. He keeps worry about me when he's the one crying."

Rachel sighed, "That's basically his brother in ther Quinn. He's upset.

"I know that, I just, I hate seeing him like this," Quinn shook his head, "you okay? I'm going to go by him."

"Of course not, but you go comfort Puck."

"You sure?"

"Positive, go ahead. I'll be fine, don't worry about me."

"You make that impossible, but I'll try," Quinn gave Rachel a tight hug before walking away.

About an hour later once everyone saw Finn it was finally her turn to go in. Rachel took a deep breath before slowly opening the door. She didn't really look at him until after she closed the door.

Rachel slowly walked towards the side of the bed and grabbed his usually warm hand before bring her other hand up from his chest and rested it on his cheek, "Please wake up for me, Finny. You can't die on me. I-I wouldn't be able to live with myself knowing the last time you saw me I was pissed off at you. Please, Finn, I love you more than anything in this world, even Broadway, and I never thought it was possible, but I guess it is when you find your soulmate. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me, Finn, even if, at first, I didn't realize it. Please, Finn," Rachel whispered in his ear before cautiously climbing into the bed next to him and laying her head on his chest where his heart was and cried softly as she began singing softly.

I will leave my heart at the door
I won't say a word
They've all been said before, you know
So why don't we just play pretend
Like we're not scared of what is coming next
Or scared of having nothing left

Look, don't get me wrong
I know there is no tomorrow
All I ask is

If this is my last night with you
Hold me like I'm more than just a friend
Give me a memory I can use
Take me by the hand while we do what lovers do
It matters how this ends
Cause what if I never love again?

I don't need your honesty
It's already in your eyes
And I'm sure my eyes, they speak for me
No one knows me like you do
And since you're the only one that matters
Tell me who do I run to?

Look, don't get me wrong
I know there is no tomorrow
All I ask is

Let this be our lesson in love
Let this be the way we remember us
I don't wanna be cruel or vicious
And I ain't asking for forgiveness
All I ask is

Rachel turned her head and sobbed into his chest. After a while she fell asleep to the sound of his heartbeat. But, like she suspected, she wasn't really getting any sleep. She'd sleep for a few minutes before she woke up again just to stare at Finn. She was afraid that something may happen to him while she was asleep, so she just stared at him. All night.

XOXOXOXO

He was standing in the middle of a garden with no shoes, no shirt, and some pants. When did he get here? How did he get here?

As he stood in the middle of the garden he look around at his surroundings. There were pink lily's, Rachel's favorite flower, there were trees, there was a very clear looking river circling the garden, but what stood out was that on either side of him was a dark side and a light side and across from him was another light side.

What was that?

"Hello, Finn."

Finn whipped around at the sound of another man's voice. Had he been there this entire time?

"Who are you? What am I doing here?"

"You're in a coma."

Finn looked at the man as if he was crazy, "I'm not-" Finn paused when he heard her voice.

"Please wake up for me, Finny."

"Rachel!? I'm right here, where are you?" Finn looked at the man and he simply pointed to the sky. Finn looked up at the sky and frowned when he saw himself lying in a hospital bed looking lifeless and Rachel holding his hand with her other hand on his cheek as she cried. Finn put a hand on his cheek when he felt like he could actually feel her, "You can't die on me. I-I wouldn't be able to live with myself knowing the last time you saw me I was pissed off at you. Please, Finn, I love you more than anything in this world, even Broadway, and I never thought it was possible, but I guess it is when you find your soulmate. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me, Finn, even if, at first, I didn't realize it. Please, Finn," Finn watched as she put her head on his chest and cried even more and the image in the sky slowly went away.

"What-how, what is this?"

"I told you. You're in a coma. You're dreaming."

Finn sighed, "Who are you? You don't look like God."

The man smiled a half smile similar to Finn's, "Think about it."

Finn frowned and stared at the man before it dawned on him and his jaw dropped, "Dad?"

"Hey son."

"What are you doing here?"

"I saw you were in trouble so the big man sent me down to talk to you, you'll meet him in a bit too if I don't do my job right, but that's beside the point, come on, let's sit," he said motioning to the bench that, seemingly, appeared out of nowhere.

"Congrats on becoming a football player. Pretty impressive, you're almost as good as your old man."

Finn smiled sheepishly, "Thanks."

"So, Rachel, she's a good one."

Finn rubbed the back of his neck and smiled, "Yeah, what do you think of her?"

"I'm the one who sent her to you," Christopher laughed, "she is pretty annoying and way more stubborn than you, and she's got an amazing set of pipes for such a small girl but I like her, she's good for you."

Finn smiled,"Apparently, I get that from you."

"Is that what your mom told you?" He laughed, "nobody is more stubborn than your mom, well, maybe Rachel."

Finn laughed, "You're telling me," he said before shaking his head and looking at his dad, "Do you miss mom?"

"Of course I do. Every day."

"Are you mad she is with Burt? You know who Burt is, right?"

"Of course I know who that is. No, I'm happy she found someone to love after me and I'm glad you have someone to look up to as a dad. If anything I'm glad he is there to take care of my little family and that little son of his is hilarious."

Finn laughed, "Kurt?" Finn rolled his eyes, "His life mission is to aggravate me."

"I think it's quite funny, you two have your moments though."

"Yeah, I love him, no matter how aggravating he is."

Christopher laughed, "So, enough of that we need to talk about what these lights are. The darkness over there is hell, and the two lights are heaven and your life, I can't tell you which is which because that is for you to decide."

"How am I going to decide if I don't know which is which?"

Chris shrugged, "Whichever one you go through is your destiny, but before you make these decisions I'm going to give you a little preview of what your life could be like in each."

With that another light appeared in front of them.

"Go on, I'll be here."

Finn looked at his dad before walking into the light.

He noticed where he was. He was in his and Rachel's apartment.

"Finn!" He heard Rachel yell, but this time her voice was full of laughter.

Finn turned to his right just as Rachel ran right past him with himself running past him right behind her. He watched himself reach out and grab her from her waist.

"Where do you think you're going?" Finn laughed as he tickled her.

Rachel laughed as she struggled to get out of his arms, "Finn! Stop I can't breath!"

Finn laughed and sat down on the sofa as he waited for Rachel to stop laughing. Once she stopped they sat and stared at each other lovingly for a while.

"I love you Mrs. Hudson."

Rachel giggled and kissed his lips, "I love you more, Mr. Hudson," she paused, "we love you."

Finn frowned as he pulled back, "We?"

Rachel smiled and kissed his cheek, "I'm pregnant," she whispered in his ear.

Finn looked down at her stomach, "Oh my goodness! When-when did you find out?"

"Yesterday, I didn't really go to the mall, well, I did, but that's not the only place I went to. I took two tests one said positive one said negative, so I went to the doctor with Quinn and they confirmed that I am about four weeks pregnant. You're going to be a daddy."

Nothing could wipe the smile off of Finn's face as he stared at her with tears in her eyes, "I'm going to be a daddy. I'm going to be a daddy! And you're going to be a mommy!"

Rachel laughed, "So, your happy?"

"Are you kidding!? I'm ecstatic! What shouldn't I be happy about? I'm married to, you, the love of my life and now we're having a baby! I'm so happy. I have everything I could ever want, right here."

Rachel smiled brightly, "I love you so much. I can't imagine what my life would have been like without you, if you had died."

"Good thing I didn't, right?" Finn smiled, "Come on, I'm taking my girl and my baby out tonight."

Rachel smiled, "I'm going to go change really quick."

"Rach," Finn whined, "You look fine."

"I'll just be a second," Rachel leaned down to kiss his lips, "I promise."

"You can't just kiss me and expect me to cave every time."

"It's working isn't it?" Rachel winked at him before quickly going to their room.

Then it was quiet. Then suddenly he was standing in the garden with his dad again.

"Well?" Chris asked after a minute.

"Me and Rachel were married and she was pregnant and we looked so in love and happy," Finn smiled.

"I know, that's basically how you two are everyday, it's sickening."

Finn laughed, "So, we've been told."

Chris shook his head, "You ready to go to the next place?" He asked as another light appeared.

Finn nodded, "Yeah."

"Alright, let's go," Chris wrapped his arm around Finn and they walked into the light, "This, son, is heaven."

Finn looked around, they were on a beach, there was a water slide going into the ocean, there was a underwater roller coaster, there were rides everywhere, and there was-"

"Is that Marilyn Monroe?" Finn asked as a pretty blonde walked past them, "She hot," He said before laughing, "Rachel would kill me if she heard me say that."

"You want to get on the rides?"

"Heck yeah!" Finn frowned, "Is this no cursing thing like automatic in heaven or something?"

Chris laughed, "Just go have fun."

"Okay," Finn laughed before running over to one of the rides.

After what seemed like hours of riding rides and playing in the water, and momentarily obsessing over Marilyn he went back to his dad who was laying on a tanning chair.

"Had fun?" Chris asked when Finn sat on the sand next to him.

"So much. I've never had so much fun in my life. I feel like a little kid again. You know, I met Michael Jackson, and Marilyn kissed my cheek, don't tell Rachel."

"You talk about Rachel a lot," Chris observed.

"Yeah, I wish she was here, then it would be perfect."

Chris stood up, "Come with me. I want to show you something."

Finn frowned, but followed him, "What's this?" He frowned even more at what he saw.

"This, is your funeral."

Finn eyes widened, he was lying in a black coffin with a tux that was obviously picked out by Kurt. He watched as all his family and friends walked down the aisle to view his body, but it wasn't until the end of the line of people that nearly broke him.

He saw his mom sobbing in Burt's arms. Michele holding Blaine's hand looking lost as he cried with Jonathan sleeping peacefully in his arms. Kurt hysterically crying into his dad's shoulder. Puck quietly crying to himself as he walked with his head down holding Quinn's hand tightly.

Then there was Rachel. Her eyes looked red, but she wasn't crying. She didn't have any type of emotions on her face. She just stared blankly walked forward.

Once she reached his body she put her hand on his chest and bent down to give him one last kiss, and whispered, "I love you. I'm so sorry." She whispered as she finally let a tear fall down her eyes, "I'm sorry," she kept on repeating until she became hysterical and both her dads had to come her, but she started fighting against them, "No! No! Stop! Finn!" She cried out as her dads held her and whispered soothing words into her ear as they also cried for their daughter, "I'm sorry," she whispered again before she stopped resisting against them and let them led her to her seat where she continued crying silently then the image went blank.

"Sorry? What's she sorry for?"

"She blames herself. She feels like there may have been a different outcome if she had stayed instead of leaving like she did."

"What?"

Chris shrugged and suddenly they were back in the garden again, "I think you know what you need and want to do. It was nice seeing you again, son, until next time," Chris said before pulling a lost Finn into a tight hug, "I think you know where you need to go," he whispered and then suddenly he wasn't there.

Finn was more confused than ever. Before confidently turning towards the his right and walking into the light.

XOXOXOXO

The light was bright. His throat was dry. And his chest was hurting like hell. Finn groaned and rubbed his eyes. Where was he? He looked around and noticed all the tubes coming from his body and realized he was in a hospital. That's when everything came flooding back to him. Kitty. Rachel. Son. Gun. And then nothing.

That's when he noticed her. She was curled in a ball with a thin cover over her and she looked pale, really pale and she looked a little thin.

"Finn," Puck breathed when he walked into the room with Quinn, "don't ever scare me like that again," Puck chuckled as he lightly punched Finn on the shoulder.

Finn smiled slightly as he tore his eyes away from Rachel's small body and looked up at his friend and cleared his throat, "Get me some water, will you," he said in a raspy voice.

"I'll get it," Quinn said before hugging him, "I knew you'd wake up," Quinn whispered in his ear before squeezing his hand and getting his water.

"Thank you," Finn smiled.

"I'm going to go get the doctor. I've heard the stories of how horrible hospital food is and I know you're starving so you want me to go get you something?"

"I should get hurt more often if you're going to be this nice to me," Finn laughed.

Puck rolled his eyes playfully, "Shut up, you coming Quinn?"

"Yeah, let me talk to Finn really quick?"

"Okay, I'm going to find a doctor."

Quinn nodded and and watched as Finn stared at Rachel, "Don't be too hard on her."

Finn frowned, "What?"

"She thinks this whole thing is her fault and as her best friend I think you should talk to Kurt and Puck because this entire thing has been really hard on her and the fact that Kurt and Puck aren't making her feel even worse about this isn't making anything easier."

"They're what?"

Quinn nodded, "She stays here everyday and night afraid that something may happen to you without her being her. She barely sleeps, this is honestly the first time I've seen her asleep since she's been here and I know for a fact that I haven't seen her eat actual food, she probably only snacks on something in the vending machines and when I offer to watch you so she could sleep she always gets angry. That's another thing, she's always just so angry, even at her dads. She doesn't talk to anybody, except you, but you couldn't even talk back," Quinn sighed, "she hasn't even been going to her rehearsals. I'm pretty sure she's been replaced by now. I'm really worried for her Finn, in all the time you've known her I know you know that she would never just give up a role without a second thought. Her first role at that. I'm worried for her, Finn."

Finn sighed, "I'll talk to her, Kurt and Puck too, don't worry. Pick up some food for Rachel too, please?"

Quinn smiled, "Of course," she said as Puck came back with the doctor.

"You ready, Quinn?"

"Yeah," Quinn looked at the doctor, "take care of him."

Doctor smiled, "Of course. How are you today Mr. Hudson?"

"Call me Finn and I feel like shit, I'm just happy to be alive," Finn smiled.

"Walter and I can't argue with that," Walter chuckled as he did some tests, "you are really lucky to be alive. You're a fighter. Can you feel your legs and your arms?"

"Yeah, how long have I been out?"

"About three weeks."

"Really?"

"Yeah, and your wife stayed every single day and asked so many questions, questions are never a bad thing, but she really asked so many questions."

Finn smiled softly, "Sounds like my Rachel," he said, not even realizing he called Rachel his wife.

Walter smiled as he wrote a few things down, "You don't have any memory loss that you know of or anything."

"No, I'm sure I remember everything."

"Could you explain everything that happened the night of the event?"

"Yeah," Finn said before explaining everything that happened that night.

"Okay, good. Do you remember the little boy that was there, the one that called the police, do you know him?"

"Kitty, the one who...shot herself, told me he was my son, she was lying, wasn't she?"

"Yes, she had been babysitting the little boy for a while and after the boy and kitty never showed up after about two hours they called the police she and the boy where gone for over two hours his parents called the police.

"I knew it," Finn shook his head, "So, he's safe?"

"Yes," Walter nodded, "well, you look good, you are going to be able to play football again, but I highly suggest you sit a few months out because I guarantee you it will hurt for a while and it will be pretty hard for you to throw. You'll be discharged tomorrow, if you need anything just press this button and a nurse will come assist you."

Finn nodded, "My first season as a football player and this happens, thanks doc."

"No problem," Walter said before walking out of the door.

Finn sighed and stared up at the ceiling, grateful to finally be alone with the exception of Rachel. Finn stared up at the ceiling for about ten minutes before he saw a movement in the corner of his eyes. Finn slowly turned his head and looked into the eyes of Rachel. The sad eyes of Rachel.

If he was being honest, she looked horrible, her cheeks were tear stand, her face lost all of it's color, she was so pale, her usually big happy eyes were now sad and had bags under them, she looked hungry, and her once beautiful hair was thrown into a careless bun.

After what felt like an eternity of just staring at each other, Finn finally spoke up.

Finn smiled slightly, "Hey Rach."

That's all it took for Rachel to break down and quickly walk over to him and wrap her arms around him tightly. Finn winced slightly at the contact before wrapping his good arm around her waist tightly.

After a moment Rachel pulled away, "I'm sorry," she chuckled slightly.

"All I get is a hug?" Finn pouted.

Rachel smiled softly and kissed his lips, "I was so scared you were going to die."

"Do you really think I could leave you?"

"Yes..look Finn, if you're just being nice to me right now, but you really want to break up-"

"Woah, Rach, first of all, I don't know if you know this, but I don't plan on ever breaking up with you so you're kind of stuck with me. Second, why in the world would you assume I want to break up with you?"

"Because I left you, Finn."

Finn sighed and moved over on the bed before motioning for Rachel to climb on next to him. Rachel climbed onto the bed and rested her head on his chest and held his hand tightly.

"I love you, Rachel, but you," Finn paused to laugh, "you're so crazy."

"Thanks," Rachel said sarcastically.

Finn rolled his eyes playfully at her dramatics, "I'm sorry, babe, but it's true. Had you stayed there with me you would have gotten shot too, yeah, at first I was pretty pissed you believed her instead of me, but once she pulled out the gun I was thankful you left because if you hadn't she would have shot you too."

"Yeah, but Kurt and Pu-"

"I'm going to deal with them later. They should have never made you feel that way. Now I never want to hear you say this is my fault again, understood?"

Rachel moved impossibly closer to him and nodded, "I love you."

"I love you more," Finn kissed her head, "And what the hell is this I'm hearing about you not sleeping and eating and not going to rehearsal?"

"How do you know that?"

"I've been awake for an hour, Quinn filled me in on everything and thank God she did because, God knows you weren't going to tell me."

"You've been awake for an hour?"

"Rachel," Finn said sternly.

Rachel sighed, "I couldn't leave you, Finn. You are more important to me than any role so I called my director one night and now I'm the understudy instead. I tried to sleep, I did, but I was so worried you might die while I was asleep so I spent most of the night just talking or singing to you, and I did eat."

"Actual food?"

"Well, not exactly, but-"

"Rachel," Finn sighed, "promise me you'll do nothing like this again?"

"If you promise me not to get hurt again."

"I promise, and that goes for you two, I want you to always have your rape whistle on you."

Rachel laughed a real laugh for the first time in what seemed like weeks, "I promise, baby," Rachel smiled and kissed his lips.

"Do my ears deceive me or am I really hearing the laugh from none other than the one and only Rachel Berry?" Quinn said as she and Puck walked back into the room.

Rachel smiled brightly, "I have my Finny back."

Quinn rolled her eyes and sat some food for them on the table that she put in front of them, "Finn told me get you some food, so you have to eat it since your Finny ordered it for you."

Rachel rolled her eyes and sat up, "Good thing I'm hungry then."

"Of course you are," Quinn rolled her eyes and laughed slightly, "So, Finn, what did the doctor say?"

"I can't play football for while, probably until this wound heals and I get to leave tomorrow," Finn said just as Kurt, Blaine, Michele, Jonathan, and his parents came in with flowers and balloons.

"Unka Finny!" Michele said excitedly, "You were asleep for a long time and everybody was crying and I told them I could wake you up, but they were being big meanie heads and said no," Michele pouted.

Finn laughed, "They should have let you, they know only you could have gotten me up."

"I know. They don't listen," Michele shook her head, "And daddy said it was Wachy's fault. I didn't believe him though."

Everybody went quiet.

"Everybody out, except, Kurt and Puck," Finn reached out to give his mom a tight hug and kiss and Burt a hug before they left out of the room with everyone else, "No, you stay right here and eat," Finn said when Rachel was about to stand up.

Finn looked at Puck and Kurt who were looking at everything except him.

"So, I wake up from a coma and Quinn tells me about how you guys have been treating Rachel like this was her fault when there is basically nothing she could have possibly done. Now I'm hearing it from my niece, of all people? Are you fucking kidding me."

"Finn-"

"No, Rachel, you, please just eat, baby," Rachel nodded slightly and did as told.

"Finn, how would you feel if Quinn or Blaine left us alone with some you know they knew was crazy?"

"I would be pretty pissed, but not so pissed that I would blame them for someone else pulling out a gun and shooting you," Finn squeezed Rachel's thigh when she winced slightly, "if anything I'm happy Rachel left instead of fighting for me because if she would have done that she would have gotten herself hurt or killed and you both know that and if Rachel would have gotten killed then Kitty may as well have killed me too because I wouldn't want to be here anymore and I know you two would feel the same way. You guys blamed Rachel for something she had zero control over. Did you guys know that she hasn't actually eaten in days? Or even slept? Did you know she basically quit the play because she was worried that if she want here or she was sleep something would happen to me. Now look at her. She looks like she got the life sucked out of her, and that's probably because of you two making her feel so horrible."

Rachel looked back at him, "Do I really look that bad?" Rachel frowned.

"Rach, you have bags under your eyes and your hair looks like it hasn't been washed in weeks."

"Quinn forgot my shampoo at the penthouse and I never really cared to ask her to get it," Rachel shrugged and went back to eating.

Finn laughed slightly and looked back at Kurt and Puck, "I'm done talking, you guys can tell everyone else to come back in."

"Look, Finn," Puck sighed, "we're sorry-"

"I'm not the one you should be saying sorry to. If Rachel forgives you then we're cool," Finn shrugged before trying to eat, "Uh' when you're done you may have to feed me, babe."

Rachel laughed, "Okay."

"Rachel?"

Rachel looked over at Kurt awkwardly, "Uh...yeah?"

Kurt sighed, "I'm sorry, it's just, I was so scared Finn was going to die -"

"I was too, everybody was."

Kurt groaned, "I know, but I took it out on you because I felt like you should have been there, but I guess I kind of get why you left, I probably would have done the same thing if I found out Blaine had a two year old and told me he had no kids and why Finn would have wanted you to leave instead. Please forgive me? You're basically my sister in law and I've always wanted one and you're like the only person in the word that understands my love for Broadway."

Rachel smiled slightly, "Well, definitely never be as close as we were, but we could try."

Kurt smiled and hugged her tightly, "You really need to let me get my hands on your hair soon, this is horrible."

Rachel laughed and hugged him back, "Whatever Kurt."

Puck rubbed the back of his neck, "Uh, I'm sorry, Rachel, It's just Finn has gotten fucked by so many girls and you were kind of just the last straw so I was pretty pissed,and I admit it was horrible to blame this on you. Plus, Quinn's been making me sleep in your room these past few weeks so if you could forgive me that would be great so Quinn and I could have some great make-up sex."

Rachel rolled her eyes and looked at Finn who shrugged and laughed, "Yeah, whatever, Noah."

Puck fought the urge to roll his eyes, "You're lucky Finn just made me feel bad about myself."

"I still don't like you," Rachel laughed.

"You forgive me though, right? I really do feel bad."

"Yeah, whatever," Rachel rolled her eyes playfully.

"Cool," Puck said before giving her an awkward hug.

"If you promise to never hug me again."

"Fine by me shorty," Puck chuckled before going with Kurt to get everyone from outside.

Once they were out of the room Rachel immediately attached her lips to Finn's, "I love you so much, baby. You didn't have to do that."

"I don't have to do a lot of things, but I still do it for you. Plus, I couldn't live with the fact that my girlfriend and my two best friends didn't like each other."

"Did you mean it when you said if that bitch had shot and killed me you would have wanted her to kill you too?"

"Yeah, I told you, now that I've experienced a world with you in it I don't think I can ever go back to a world without you in it."

Rachel smiled, "And kissed his lips just as everyone else came back in."

"Keep it PG please," Carole joked when she saw them kissing.

Rachel smiled shyly and gave Finn one more kiss before starting to feed him as they played around with everyone else.

XOXOXOXO

A/N: Last Chapter before epilogue! Hope you liked it ! Until Next time…

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