"What did his say?" Kurt asked anxiously. I didn't answer, I just slowly stood up and walked over to Allen. I picked him up and held him tighter than I've ever held anything in my entire life. I walked back over next to kurt and sat down, still holding Allen. "Rachel?" Kurt said. "He uh- everyone is uh- I think-," I couldn't make complete thoughts, let alone complete sentences. Allen giggled a little because he tends to do that a lot, and that set me off. Tears started streaming down my face. Then my heart started racing and my hands got sweaty, "Rachel," Kurt tried to get my attention. I handed Allen over to Uncle Kurt because there was something I needed to do. I stood up and walked into my bedroom and closed the door behind me. I grabbed a pillow and sat down at the end of the bed, grasping the pillow as hard as I was holding Allen. The next thing I knew, i was sitting on the floor at the edge of my bed crying and screaming hysterically. I could sort of hear Kurt running. He busted open the door and screamed my name, dropping to the floor and putting his arms around me. "He's dead, Kurt," I forced out of my mouth in between a gasp for air and a scream. I could see Kurt's face turn paler, if that's possible. "He's really, really dead, Kurt."
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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...
