I love it, it’s perfect!
Author: sanbrittany (With huge thanks to Emily)
Rating: K
Pairings: Faberry
Summary: Quinn is left comatose in hospital after the crash. Trapped in her unresponsive body, she can only wait and listen, desperately hoping she will get a second chance.
“I must admit,” Principal Figgins remarks, leaning back a little in his chair, “I did not expect this of you, Mr. Hudson.”
“I think I’ll do a great job,” Finn says.
Figgins nods. “Well, consider your application accepted. You start tomorrow.”
McKinley High just has received its newest custodian.
Finn exits the office and stands in the hallway of his old school, smiling, and fishes his phone out from his pocket, dialing his girlfriend.
A loud beat of dance music suddenly blasts in his ear.
“What the—?”
“Finn,” Rachel yells delightedly, struggling to be heard. “HI!”
“Hey,” he says, wincing. “Uh, parties already?”
“What?”
“Parties already?” He enunciates.
“Oh, yeah,” Rachel answers loudly. “NYADA is amazing, Finn! I wish you were here!”
“Yeah, well, I just called to tell you I got the job—”
“You got what?” Rachel shouts.
“The job!” Finn repeats, irritated. “I got the job at McKinley!”
“Oh, great,” Rachel replies. “Good for you, Finn!”
“Thanks, Rach. So I was wondering when you could visit—”
“When I could what?”
“Visit!” He repeats in annoyance. “When are you gonna visit me?”
“Oh, I don’t know,” Rachel yells back, now laughing. “I’m forming a network of friends and auditioning and doing my schoolwork and visiting Quinn—”
“Visiting who?” Finn questions.
“Visiting Quinn!” Rachel says. “She’s at NYU so we meet up for lunch sometimes!”
“Oh,” Finn counters uneasily. “So…can I come visit you?”
He hears a familiar voice in the background, barely discernible from the music and suddenly, Rachel’s giggle.
“Hello?”
“…okay,” Rachel answers, sounding funny. Finn’s eyebrows furrow.
“Rachel?”
“Finn, I have to go,” Rachel tells him abruptly, sounding very distracted.
“Okay, well, I love—”
The music cuts off. Finn sees that Rachel has hung up.
“…you,” he finishes.
She’ll call back, he thinks.
Quinn looked over the court. A clean and squeaky basketball court was sprawled out in front of her. The smell of rubber balls filled the air and she couldn’t wait to get started.
“Okay, everyone! Grab a jersey, we’re playing dodgeball.” She yelled at her friends in a demanding you-better-not-defy-me voice. She smirked when she saw Rachel was on her team. The Fabray/Berry (or as Rachel likes to put it Berry/Fabray) duo could tear the place apart in a dodgeball competition. “It’s just a warm up for the not-so-friendly competition against the Trouble Tones, so try not to completely kill each other. Maiming is fine as long as you can play at the game.” She set up the line of dodgeball at the center of the court as the teams were assembling in their respective places.
“First, we’ll do sprints. Everyone needs to sprint AT TOP SPEED to the balls. Finn, stop laughing and focus. If you want to beat Santana and Brittany, you’re going to have to bring it. I’ve trained with them for several years in Cheerios and know what they’re capable of. Don’t you DARE underestimate them. We need to be in top shape if we want to have a chance!” Finn looked down at the floor, probably wondering why it was so far away due to his huge stature.
“Now, get ready!” She shouted, holding Sue’s blow horn and a stopwatch in her hands.
“Always ready!” The battalion of glee clubbers shouted back to her.
“I want you guys to do sprint suicides. NO STOPPING. You have 15 seconds to run across the court and back. Five seconds too many in my opinion, but I’ll go easy on you since it’s our first set.” Quinn Fabray lived for this. The adrenaline, the set of red balls at the center, and the competition all stoked her. She loved the pressure, it kept her sane. “Ready…” She walked to the sidelines to make sure no one would tackle her on their way over to the other side. “Set…” She eyed her cadets, making sure they were taking it as seriously as she was. This was more than just a game, it was what she did. She was meant to lead. Whether it be at Cheerios or in a pick-up game of dodgeball, Quinn could not be stopped. “GO!”
“Quinn got captured again,” Mike mumbled apologetically, shuffling his feet.
“Michael Chang!” Rachel burst out, stomping her foot. “How could you let that happen? Finn still doesn’t know that Quinn and I are together, so I can’t just go out and look for her when he’s looking and it was your job to keep an eye on her!”
Mike hung his head. “Sorry. Puck distracted me.”
“Puck distracted you? How?”
Mike blushed. Rachel’s jaw dropped.
“You have got to be kidding me, Mike.”
“Hey, I didn’t react this badly when I found about you and Quinn.”
Rachel rolled her eyes. “Whatever. Let’s go. Quinn’s in trouble.”
—-
“You and your meddling friends won’t stop me now.”
Quinn scowled but couldn’t reply around the duct tape on her mouth.
This latest villain was a loser. A pirate with a big red beard? Really?
“I’ll find that treasure,” the pirate continued in his classic speech, unaware of eavesdroppers.
Peeking around behind the corner, Mike winced.
“She’s tied up.”
Mike’s gaze flicked disapprovingly at Rachel’s widened eyes.
“Don’t get ideas, horndog. This is serious.”
“Yes…uh, right. You’re right.”
Rachel blushed when Mike glared.
“Let’s rescue Quinn, shall we? You can hook up with your creepy little kink later.”
Rachel pouted.
—-
That sucked. But I hope it amused you. :)
