New story! Not sure about this one, it's set to be a sad angsty story. I don't own Glee and I don't own the song this is named after (Down Goes Another One by Mcfly). I hope you like it and if you don't, tell me in a review! I'll need a lot of support for this one as I'm not sure if people will take to it. Enjoy...

'Did the best that I could, said I'd die for you and I would...'

Finn choked on the thick, black smoke now engulfing McKinley High. The tall red hot flames licked the lockers, making it almost impossible to see his way around. Screams echoed from every corner of the school, the fire system had failed and nobody realised there was a fire until way too late. He staggered through the corridors, feeling the immense heat burning his face and finally he reached the choir room door. Finn grabbed the handle only to feel the metal scalding his skin and the hiss of his palm melting. He shoulder barged the door and it swung open. Knowing he literally had minutes until it was too late, and his vision impaired, he dropped to his knees and began to crawl along the floor, looking for his missing two friends with his hands. Seconds later, he knocked into a stirring body. The sight was enough to make Finn want to tear his eyeballs out.

"Rachel? Matt?" Finn questioned, his voice sharp and scratchy with the smoke.

"Finn, you came back?" A faint voice replied. It was Rachel. Her eyes kept fluttering shut and it looked like in the rush she had fallen as her hair was matted with blood. Her sweater was coated in smoke and her knees were burnt from the epic heat of the floor. Finn got the impression she had waited for her friends to leave to ensure they would be okay. Although Rachel came across as self centred, she truly loved her friends and in any dangerous situation would put herself last. A chair near her half unconscious body suggested she had tripped on its leg and cut her head.

"Give me a second babe; just let me check for Matt and we'll get out of here!" He reassured her and then he began to crawl further around the choir room, desperate to find his fellow jock.

"Matt!" He called, his voice now hoarse with the combination of screaming and smoke. A huge crack from near the doorway halted this search though, as the doorframe fell through, leaving Finn and Rachel trapped in a ring of fire.

"Shit!" Finn cursed, crawling back over to Rachel. Fear took over every cell in his body and he began to lose the little control he had held, his heart skipping beats. He reached Rachel and dragged her onto his lap so he could see her better.

"We're going to be okay Rach, we're going to be just fine, I promise Rach..." Finn soothed her, not wanting her to see how scared he was – scared he was going to die this way, scared Rachel was going to die this way, scared of looking like a fool because he had failed to save his friends. He stroked her hair, knowing that even though she was now unconscious, he would feel some sort of relief that he had done his best for her – to comfort her. Finn couldn't understand how such a damn straight perfect day had gone so horrifically wrong. Feeling his body get weaker, he tried to fight the feelings of drowsiness he was getting. He heard voices in the background, but he couldn't tell if they were fire fighters or students still trying desperately to get out. With one last glance at Rachel, he gave himself up to the dark.

It had been such an amazing day for Finn before that. At Glee morning rehearsal, himself and Rachel had just been given the latest duet. In Spanish he had got a C – a C! Without cheating! English had gone okay, he had managed to get some sleep in the back of the class. Trig had gone by without any major problems. At football practised he managed to get a touchdown, beating Karofsky! And at lunch they were serving Finn's favourite – the New York Deli and custard for dessert. Things really were going perfectly. Then at the extra Glee rehearsal, things started to go a little wrong. Mr Schue decided that after school for the two weeks in the run up to Nationals, New Directions would have a rehearsal.

"Finn, try a little harder. You can reach the high B, I've heard you sing it before!" Rachel ordered.

"No! I'm tired. And hungry. Can't we have a break? We've been practising half an hour straight. We're not all trained singers you know?" Finn snapped back.

"Well, Finn, we're attempting to win Nationals. And you know what that takes? Being the best! And the best don't have breaks every half an hour!" Rachel yelled straight back.

"Woah guys, cool it! Finn, go get a glass of water from the Nurse. Rachel, cool it. I want you to come help me arrange next weeks piece..." Mr Schue came over, peace maker as ever, and took Rachel with him so Finn could take some moments to himself.

"They will so be screwing tonight!" Finn heard Puck say to Matt whilst on his way out. Finn slammed the door to inform Matt and Puck he had heard them laughing, then continued on his way to the Nurse's office. He got his drink, then began his journey back to the choir room.

Finn didn't notice at first, but all the classrooms were eerily empty. If he'd have listened maybe a little harder, he'd have heard echoes of shouts from the outside as they watched the school go up in flames. If he'd have been a little more observant, he'd have noticed the flames licking the canteen door. It wasn't until he got to the main corridor of the school that he noticed that the east side of the building was up in flames.

"You have to be kidding me!" Finn cursed under his breath, his mouth gaping open. He slammed his way through the fire exit and saw Mr Schue directing the younger students into lines, a terrified look on his face.

"Sir? Where's Glee? And why didn't I hear the fire alarm?" He hurriedly asked, a confused look on his face.

"The fire system's failed, Finn. It looks like something's been wrong with it for a long time, and its gone unnoticed. The fire spread quickly in the east side and we managed to get the west side out completely unharmed. However, some students are still missing in the east side. The fire spread too quickly, no one could do anything. Glee's over there Finn, near the benches. They're fine!" Mr Schue directed, then continued ordering the children.

Finn ran over, spying Puck and Quinn hugging each other. He smiled at everyone, until the missing smacked him in the face.

"Guys? Where's Rachel and Matt?" He asked, his voice trembling.

"Matt disappeared at the same time we were told to evacuate. And Rachel... Rachel's missing Finn. Nobody saw her leave," Kurt replied, his eyes downcast and heavy.

"And you're all just stood here?" He exclaimed, sprinting back into the building, ignoring the cries from the glee club to stop being a hero.

"Jesus..." Mike swore under his breath as he watched his friend sprint back into the burning building. He didn't know what was worse, the fact that his school was on fire and his friends were trapped inside, or the fact he had just stood there watching his friend run to his death. He never realised what a good person Finn Hudson was. Mike turned away from New Directions and emptied his stomach on the floor.