No Strings

chapter 37

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 are 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 I'm pretty sure she's been replaced by now.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?"