I'm Back! That could potentially be a bad thing, but whatever. This is chapter one of my new story. I recieved a prompt. Here it is.PezBerry Prompt: (Everything in season 3 happened, except Rachel broke up with Finn for outing Santana and Brittana are now only friends) Things are finally looking up for New Directions and Rachel is starting to really have friends in the group. But nothing good lasts right? When Rachel is diagnosed with cancer, she's scared but determined and starts treatment immediately. And when the Gleeks find out, everyone is shocked, worried, and only just realizing how much she really means to them all. All of a sudden Santana starts showing up at appointments, texting, and visiting Rachel's house. After a while Rachel wants to know why and asks Santana to tell her the truth or stay away. Santana admits her feelings to Rachel and says she wants a shot even with the cancer she wants one shot before it's too late. How will Rachel react to that? Not too well. She acuses Santana of only doing this because she is dying or doesn't want to start anything because she can't put Santana trough dating her when she may not make it. Can Santana help Rachel pull through and convince her to give her a chance. (Extra's~Jealous Finn trying to be there for Rachel, since he never wanted to break up. The "kind of" Faberry friendship becoming a real friendship with Quinn finally being the one to support Rachel. AND various other friendships). I would also like to say thank you to jackykayy(sorry if I spelled it wrong) for being my proof-reader. Lastly, this will probably be a slow read(in the sense that it may not update as fast as my first story SKMBH did. But I will finish this. Let me know what you think guys. Also ideas or suggestions I will take into consideration. Also suggestions for other stories. End Ramble.

Rachel sat on the examination table swinging her legs back and forth...what? She was still a teenager, plus they had just won sectionals. And Quinn and her were "kind of" friends, so that deserves some leg swinging while waiting for the doctor. She was actually kind of nervous, she had went in for a check-up about a week ago and the doctor had called and asked her to come back for her results and some other check-ups he hadn't done. That usually doesn't happen, Rachel Barbara Berry's doctor is nothing, but spectacular.

"Sorry to keep you waiting Rachel," Dr. Moretti says as he closes the door behind him. "Stars are never to be kept waiting right?"

"That's true,but I'm not a star yet. One day though," Rachel replied. "So, everything came back normal as usual right?"

He took a seat on the wheeling stool and let out a deep sigh. "Well, Rachel there's no easy way to put this," he admitted sadly, or hurt, Rachel couldn't really tell. "We found something." He was having a difficult time with this, sure he was a doctor and told people bad news everyday, but not this sweet, overly talented, pint-sized teenager he had grown to love over the years. He kind of thought of her as a daughter.

"Doctor? What did you find?" Rachel asked full of concern.

"I'm sorry, Rachel, you have cancer." And that's how Rachel Berry's life took her to a head on stop.

"Ca-cancer?" She whispered out.

"Yes, you have laryngeal cancer to be exact. It's a cancer of the throat, but once we take some tests we'll be able to tell how far along it is. And we can set up a plan for treatments and get you back to normal," He said.

That's all Rachel could think about, even 3 days later, sitting in Quinn's room, because she needed to tell someone that wasn't her fathers. She needed to tell someone that she could trust. She needed to tell someone that she could possibly die from this. She needed a friend, she needed Quinn.

"So Rachel, what's going on? We won sectionals and you look like your dog just died. Or worse, did someone in your family die?" Quinn asked solemnly.

Rachel just looked down at Quinn's floral comforter. "No," she whispered out. "Quinn, I-I have laryngeal cancer, which is throat cancer, and the test results say that I'm at stage nodal spread, which means that it's spread into all my vocal cords and throughout my throat..." She rambled out, getting louder as she spoke.

Quinn looked on with wide eyes, but she could barely understand what she was hearing. "I'm so sorry Rachel. I'm here for you, whatever you need. You will not be alone in this." Quinn said with finality once Rachel calmed down and stopped screaming. Quinn scooted over and wrapped her arms around a shaky Rachel Berry.

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