Somebody Fic This!: Delayed Arrival
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Requested by 1proudlittlemizsl
(WARNING: Deals with 9/11)
Summary: Quinn is on her way to watch Rachel’s show on Broadway when disaster strikes for both of them.
“Hey Rachel. You would sing your voice mail recording, haha. Anyways, this is Quinn. Quinn Fabray. I know we haven’t talked much since high school. Actually I think we haven’t talked at ALL, but um that’s why I wanted to call you in the first place. I really miss you Rach, and the other day I saw your name in an ad for a show on Broadway. Broadway! And…and it was an impulse decision really, it just came to me at the moment, but… how do I say this?
I’m on a plane to New York, right now!
I wanted to surprise you at the show, but I didn’t want to like shock you or anything. I really don’t know what I’m saying, but I’ll shut up now. I’ll see you after the show, maybe? Just give me a call when you get this. See you, shortstack.”
Rachel sobbed as she dropped her phone after reading the time and date she received Quinn’s voicemail.
8:00 AM, September 11, 2001.
Quinn grinned at the woman next to her as she settled into the seat and pushed her purse under the seat in front of her. The woman smiled back kindly as she shuffled through her own purse and Quinn took the time to look around the plane. It was pretty full for a Tuesday and especially for a morning flight. She looked down at the watch on her wrist then out the window as the luggage cart pulled away from the plane.
It was a pretty calm day in Boston and even though Quinn loved the city she had made home for nearly 5 years now, she couldn’t wait to get to New York. It might have had more to do with the fact that she was going to see Rachel and less to do with the New York City part. It was still extremely early, only ten past seven in the morning but the fog that had taken over the city earlier was clearly up very well and Quinn had hope that by the time they took off it would be clear. Planes always made her nervous so the sooner she got there, the better.
On schedule, the fasten seatbelt sign clicked on and the pilots voice came over the loudspeaker to announce their departure. Another glance at her watch confirmed it was 7:30. She was set to arrive in New York around 8:45. It would give her enough time to grab a bite to eat, head to the hotel to check in and relax for a few hours, maybe sightsee before heading to Rachel’s show. Just the thought made her smile. She watched the ground begin moving as the plane began to head towards the runway and braced herself; Take-off and landing were always the thing that made her the most nervous.