I stood up with Allen in my hands and ran into the kitchen. I picked up my cell phone and called Finn. No answer. I called him again. And again. And again. I called Kurt. "Please pickup, please pick up," I kept whispering to myself. "Kurt! Have you seen the mews? Turn on the news!" I screamed into the phone." "Alright, what's going on? Calm down." "What happened?" I yelled. "I-I don't know. I'm coming over, okay? Don't move." He hung up and I called the airline. That's all I could think of, and I needed answers. "New York Airlines, this is Sam. How can I help you?" "Flight 78, what can you tell me about it. My husband was on it!" I was screaming at her." "Ma'am calm down. We don't have many answers but we are trying to figure it out. I'm sure we just lost signal and everyone is all right." She said trying to calm me down. I continued to scream at her because she wasn't telling me anything I didn't already know. Kurt walked in without knocking. "Rachel!" He called as he walked into the kitchen. "Kurt!" I ran up and hugged him and sobbed with my head in his shoulders. "What if something happened to him. He promised he would be okay," I cried. "I'm sure it will be," Kurt said rubbing my back, doing a better job soothing me than the lady on the phone was. "He has to come home."
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A Part of Something Special
FanfictionFinn and Rachel are happily married with a son, when suddenly Finn is called to travel half way across the world and leave his family. Does he leave his wife and new born or will he stay and live in regret? Both options seem to tear apart the famil...
