"Yo, Puckerman, you feeling alright?" I looked up as I heard the voice of Finn standing in front of me.
"I-um, yeah, I guess." My voice came out rougher than I thought it would. It sounded almost like I hadn't been speaking for a very long time or like I needed to clear my throat. Rach would say that my voice was 'filled with emotion'
Rach. Oh, god, Rach. Rachel, my sweet, sexy, kind, smart, beautiful, helpful, happy, smiling, funny, adorable Rachel. My hot Jewish-American Princess, my girlfriend was laying down in a hospital bed. Sick.
"Yo, DUDE!" I was thrown back into reality with the shout of Finn. "Why're you crying? Are you okay?"
I hadn't realized that I had been crying until now. "My girlfriend's in the hospital, dumbass. Do I look okay?" I looked up to see a hurt look in Finn's face.
"Look, I'm sorry, dude." I said, "I just…I don't know. I'm trying to deal with…you know, all of…this." I ended, spreading my arms around the hospital waiting room that I was currently situated in.
"I know, dude. And really, don't worry about it." Finn said, sitting down next to me and giving me a 'dude slap' on the back. "She's gonna make it through this. Both of you are going to make it through this."
"Yeah…" I sighed.
"So, Rach," I said, sitting down, after everyone had left the room "tell me."
"Tell you what, Q?" She said looking away from me.
"What's the dish on your Mom an Mr. Schue?" I said giggling when I saw a smirk grace her face.
"Okay, I'll tell you, but you have to keep it on the down-low, okay?" Rachel said, lowering her voice just a little bit.
"Keep what on the down-low?" Santana said, walking into the room, her HBIC smirk on her face.
"Okay, you guys have to promise not to tell anyone, okay?" Rachel said, scanning both of our faces.
"We promise." Santana and I said at the same time.
"Okay, well you know how my Mom and Mr. Schue were dating?" She said, as both Santana and I nodded. "Well, they're getting married!" She softly exclaimed.
"What?" We both shouted at the same time, but then said it again as Rachel quickly motioned for us to lower our voices.
"So when's the wedding?" Santana asked.
"I don't know," Rachel replied with a shrug of her shoulders. "You'd have to ask them. I have no earthly idea." After a second she again said "But it'll probably have to be soon, 'cause she's also pregnant."
Preggers, Ms. Corcoran? "Wow, Rach, that's… wow!" I said, a little shocked.
"I know, right…It seems kinda weird that Mr. Schue's gonna be a dad." She replied, "but he'd be a damn good one…And Shelby, she'd be a great mom…" She said, ending on a softer note. Santana and I shared a knowing glance.
"Rach, are you jealous of this baby?" I asked, opening up what Santana and I were thinking about. She studied our faces for a while before responding.
"I'm not jealous of her…or, it." She began, her hands fiddling with the sheets of her hospital bed, "It's just…I mean, it's weird." She said, finally looking up. "They're going to be my younger sibling. Like my little sister or brother, and I've never had one of those before. Not only that, but our lives are going to be completely parallel. That child is going to have a stable, normal family. It's going to have a loving father and mother. That child is going to have a mom." She finished, trailing off at the end of her sentence.
"Well," Santana said, breaking the silence that had overtaken the room. "I know one thing's for sure. That little child's gonna have the best big sister ever, am I right or what?" She said, making us all laugh. Santana and I sat there, just talking to Rachel for the next hour before the doctors came in and told us it was time for Rachel to rest, effectively ending visiting hours.
"So, I was thinking that maybe you could be a bridesmaid." I said, just randomly out of the blue to Rachel as she was eating-more like moving around-the hospital food she had received.
"Really?" She asked, her face lighting up with the idea.
"Of course, silly!" I responded, "You're my daughter, Rach! You're in the wedding!" I laughed, relishing this moment with my daughter.
"So, Mom" Rachel said, ending our comfortable hug and silence, "you and Mr. Schue know that you're going to have to let the Glee club sing at your wedding, right?" I laughed, nodding my head in agreement. "I have so many ideas! It's going to be amazing! Have you picked a color scheme yet? What about a venue? Menu?" She looked shocked at seeing my face when I told her no. "Well, what about a date, then?" She asked, not willing to take no for an answer.
"How about in a month? As soon as Rach gets outta here." Will said, walking into Rachel's room and giving each of us a kiss on the forehead.
"Perfect!" Rachel exclaimed, while I just smiled, laughing at their eagerness. "That way mom won't be showing yet!"
Will and I shared a look, "Actually, Rach, I will." I said.
"According to the doctors, she's halfway through her second trimester." Will said, coming behind me and putting his hands on my stomach.
"Bu-but you're so tiny!" Rachel exclaimed, her eyes looking over my stomach in awe.
"I was smaller with you, Rach." I said, "You didn't start showing until my last trimester!" I said, starting to laugh.
"Rach, is something wrong?" I asked, quickly moving away from Will and right next to her bed where she kept on shaking her head with her eyes squeezed shut.
"I'm fine, you guys, just trying to get the image of you two…you know…more than three months ago! How did that even happen? I mean, like when…not how, I got an A in sex ed, you know."
"It was a one night stand, actually, and then we met again a couple of weeks ago." Will said, fatherly caressing Rachel's hair. She seemed oddly comfortable with that gesture, which surprised me.
"This is nice," Rachel said after the nurse came in and gave her some more pain meds and antibiotics "some real, quality family time."
Family time. Is it possible? I have a family now? I smiled and looked across at Will and Rachel who were cuddled on her bed. Will saw me looking and got up and came and hugged me as we both stared on at Rachel until Noah came in and requested some alone time with Rachel seeing as they she was waking up.
We walked out of the room heading to back home to get some clothes and things for us and Rachel when we were stopped by two police officers.
"Ma'am?" One of them asked, stopping me in our path. "I'm Officer Anthony DiNozzo, this is Officer Caitlyn Todd, we're from the Lima Police station. We received a call earlier today from a Miss. Santana Lopez, who said that there was an 'attack' at William McKinley High School involving your daughter, Miss. Rachel Berry, who is an emancipated minor. During the 'attack', a David Karofsky and Azimio Daniels attacked your daughter in which she suffered from a minor concussion, two broken ribs, two bruised ribs, and she had to have her appendix removed, is that correct?"
I was a little stunned and unable to answer, so Will answered for me "Um, yeah. That's right. I'm William Schuester, Rachel's history and Glee club teacher."
"And you're Miss. Corcoran's girlfriend, right?" Officer Todd said, smiling at the two of us.
"That's right." I said, allowing a giggle to slip from my mouth. Will noticed that I was still a little scared and nervous slipped his arm around my waist, resting it on my swelling bump while the other hand clasped my hand tight.
"You might want to sit down for this," Officer Todd said. Will and I shared a worried look before sitting down at a table across from the officers. "The two boy that attacked your daughter have been taken into police custody, when they were taken in, a blood test was given to them. They were both found to have traces of multiple drugs and alcohol in their systems, meaning that they were not acting under free will. Having said that, they have both admitted to hurting your daughter and as of doing so, they are being placed in Juvenile Hall until further notice when the Judge will decided what the next course of order will be."
We all sat in silence for a while until they got up to leave. "We'll just leave you to your thoughts then," they said, leaving their business cards with us. Will got up to shake their hands. "Rachel is very lucky to have a father like you, Officer Todd said. Will opened his mouth to say something, but I beat him to it.
"Yes. He's great." I said, standing up and slipping my hand into his, squeezing it tight.
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