Chapter 113

“There is no one nearby, Nathan,” Walter said. “With the fresh air, I am certain Sasha will make it to Schuester’s.”

There was no lie in the words, which Nathan took some comfort in, but he had to wonder if there were things Walter was keeping from him. Walter had to have known Gabriel was their uncle. Nathan would have been angry about it, too, if he wasn’t planning to keep that same secret from Jim.

Nathan remembered that coma victims were always hooked up to so many machines, one to watch their breathing, one for their heart rate, everything. Sasha was just lying there on the ground with nothing to protect him, nothing to make sure he was okay except the constant vigil of Nathan’s eyes, checking to make sure he was still breathing. That was all they would have during the drive to Schuester’s too, and even after they got to Minnesota, there was no way to be sure they could find a way to fix this.