Breakthrough

Chapter 26 - Disaster Strikes - Rachel's POV

I woke up hooked to an IV bag in the hospital. The last thing I remembered was driving here and feeling so much pain. Finn was next to me holding my hand with tears falling down his face. "Finn..." I said holding back my tears. "What happened? Where are my babies?!" I continued. "Are they okay? Please just tell me." He just looked at me. His eyes red, flooded with tears. "Rachel... The doctors did the best they could. The placenta was wrapped around one of the babies neck, so they performed a C-Section, but it was too late. The girl didn't make it." By then, I let the tears stream down my face.

"No. No! Oh my God. Please say you're just kidding. Finn! Please!!" Finn threw himself on me. I hugged him so hard I felt like never letting go. "Finn. Please. Oh my God! My baby!" I yelled. I couldn't keep it together. I was so devastated that my baby died. I couldn't help think this was my fault. "If only I did something different. I should have took better care of myself." I rambled on. "No. It's not your fault. The doctor said there was anything we could have done differently. I held her. I held her before they took her away. She was so beautiful." he said. That didn't make me feel any better. I couldn't help but cry and cry. I cried myself into a nap.

A couple hours later, Kurt and Blaine came in with comfort food. "Hey Rachel." said Kurt. "Hi you guys." I replied. They sat down next to me and handed me a spoon and cookie dough ice cream. "How are you doing?" Blaine asked. "I don't know. I really don't. Just hours ago, I got married and felt 4 feet kicking my stomach." I said. By this point, I started to cry again. "But now, one of my babies are hooked up to a machine that's helping him breath and my daughter hasn't even taken her first breath. She's gone. I'm not gonna get to help her get ready for her first date or prom. And Finn isn't going to get to grill her first boyfriend. Realizing that those little things that shouldn't matter, we aren't gonna get to do, that's what's killing me inside." Nothing can ever prepare you for when disaster strikes.