Okay, hi everyone! Did you see the episode with Quinn's "death". I don't know if she's actually dead, but in this story she isn't. So, here you go!

Disclaimer: If I owned Glee (which I do not) they wouldn't have made Sue pregnant.


"Hello, hello!" Rachel heard a frantic man say as Rachel finally answered the call.

"What? You aren't Quinn," Rachel asked a tinge of sarcasm in her voice.

"I'm not Quinn, but you were her last contact," the man said almost crying.

"Wait, what?" Rachel cried looking around at all her friends, "then why the hell do you have Quinn's phone?"

"I hit- in my pick-up truck- a small blonde haired girl, she's about 17. Do you know who I'm talking about?" the man said so quietly Rachel could barely hear him.

"Damn. That's most likely Quinn, where is she?" Rachel's voice cracked.

"I just called 911. Should I call her parents?"

"No, I will."

"What in hell is happening?" Puck stepped forward, his eyes darting around the room.

"Quinn was hit," Rachel was on the verge of tears.

"Is she okay?" Tina's small frame dropping as she asked.

"Don't know, seems bad," that's how sad Rachel was, she couldn't even speak in complete sentences.

"Well... sorry guys guess that the weddings canceled," Rachel's dad, Hiram, said trying to keep his poker face on, "see you in May!"


1 hour earlier...

Quinn had raced out of her house giving her mom a peck on the cheek.

"Here we go," Quinn spoke to herself texting Rachel.

Her text read, 'Coming back'.

Quinn started driving. About 30 minutes into the car ride the man in front of her was really slow. Damn, come on! Why now, I need to get back! Quinn thought.

Rachel texted a little farther down the road, it read, 'Where are you?' Quinn got down to give her reply, facing down right at the angle where she could not see the road.

The last thing Quinn could remember was a sickly shade of black.

Sorry that was so sort! I promise I will write again soon (if you like it)!