Finchel Fam

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Rachel just about died inside when she got the call. "S--S---San---K--Kurt--" she stammered, completely helpless. Santana ran into the room. "What is it, Rachel?" She said, looking at her tear streaked face. "You okay?"

Rachel shook her head and started bawling. "Hospital. Now."

"Geez, Rach. Bossy." Rachel glared at her.

"Sorry."

Rachel wouldn't talk about what was wrong, and Santana didn't push her. She cried the whole way to the hospital, and ran inside when she get there.

"F-Finn H-Hudson." She told the receptionist, out of breath. The nurse told her the way, and she ran down the hall. Santana followed her without a word. Rachel ran right into the doctor, who was coming out of his room. "Doctor, please. Can I go in?"

"I am so sorry, ma'am. He-- he died about two minutes ago."

Rachel took one look at her, and crumpled to the ground. Santana ran to her and helped her up onto a nearby chair. "Hey. Rach. What happened?"

She took a deep breath. "He-He was in a car crash, and-and they brought him to the h-hospital right away, but I-I-he's dead, San. He's gone."

Santana burst into tears, and the two hugged and cried for the longest time. Kurt somehow managed to get to the hospital, and joined the sobfest.

"He's gone." Rachel kept saying over and over, as if saying it would make it untrue.