No Strings

chapter 36

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."