Okay, a little warning. This story will be intense and deal with serious subjects, so please be aware.

This story takes place after Nationals in Chicago and the New Directions won.

I do not own glee. Chapter title from "I Get By With a Little Help From My Friends" by The Beatles

Rachel

"Come on Finn! We can't completely ignore everyone at the party." I said while pulling on Finn's reluctant arm.

"Rach, can't we stay in here a little longer? This might be the last chance we will get to have sex in my bed."Finn looked at me with a pout on his face, and I almost gave in to his pleading. Instead, I went up on my tiptoes and kissed him passionately on the mouth.

"That may be true, but just think of all the times we can christen our new bedroom on New York. No parents to walk in on us…" I smiled against his lips, and finally pulled back from him. "We will be together forever, but we won't see our friends all together like this is really long time, if ever again."

I saw Finn's resigned face and he nodded as he let me pull him out of his bedroom and down stairs. It was the Sunday after we won Nationals and we only had three days of classes left before Graduation on Thursday. Everything was coming to an end so quickly, and I wish I could slow it all down, and get some extra time.

If anyone would have told me that I would be wishing for high school to go closer, I would have called them crazy, but the last couple of months have been dream-like. This, I thought as I looked at all of my friends surrounding the camp fire, is what high school should have been like all along. But, it wasn't, so now I'm trying to make the best of it before Kurt, Finn, and I go off to New York.

We were a bit of a mess after hearing that Kurt and Finn didn't get into the schools of their choice, but we decided that New York is still where all of us wanted to be. While I was in school at NYADA, Finn and Kurt would get jobs and apply to a college in the city for the second semester. This gave them a chance to figure out where they wanted to go and what they wanted to become. Everything was going to be ok.

I looked around the fire at my friends and got sad as I heard them reminisce about old times. You could tell by looking at each of their faces that the fact that this would be the last time something like this would be happening was on everyone's mind. Kurt, Finn, Mercedes, Noah, Quinn, Santana, and I were all graduating soon, and the rest would have another year of high school without us.

Later that night, Finn and I sat on the hammock cuddling close with each other and talking in whispered tones. Most of our friends had left, and the only people still here were the two of us, Kurt and Blaine, and Puck.

"I'm so sorry to do this 'cause I know you're really comfy, but I really have to go to the bathroom."

I laughed a bit at his sorry expression. "It's fine Finn, just hurry back."I winked at him and his grin grew at my flirting. "Oh! Can you grab me some water, please!" I yelled after him and I knew he heard even though he didn't turn around because he held up his thumb in response.

I had just gotten comfy again and closed my eyes when I felt the hammock dip. I knew it couldn't be Finn since he had just left, and Blaine was "helping" Kurt pack (yeah right! they were totally having sex), so that just left Noah.

"Hey Noah." I said as I opened my eyes and smiled at him. We had gotten really close over the past couple of months. I had started to tutor him and Finn—Finn so he could get better grades and a solid SAT score (which he did!) and Noah so he could simply graduate high school and get out of Lima. Plus, Finn and him are closer than ever, and so we tend to hang out a lot. He is fiercely protective of me, and although he says it's only because I'm Finn's girl and a Jew, I know he has a soft spot for me just because.

"Hey my Jewish American Princess. How's it goin'?" He nudged me playfully and I laughed as he hit a ticklish spot.

"Good. Just sad thinking about not being able to call up the gang and do this all the time. You know, just hang out with friends…"

"Yeah, but you'll have Kurt and Finn with you in New York, and we always have summers and reunions. Plus, you're going to be a huge star, Berry, and we will all come and see you in your first Broadway show. You can quote me on this: You'll be the one to bring us all together again. You've always done that, even if no one gives you enough credit." He patted my hand and gave me a small smile.

I felt as if I was going to cry at his kind, and somewhat uncharacteristic, words. Yes, Noah has grown a lot since sophomore year, but I felt as if I should pinch myself because this seemed pretty unbelievable. "Wow, Noah. Thanks. You're going to do great things; I just know it, but you have to know it too. You passed high school because you worked hard; just keep working hard and stop listening to the voice in your head saying you can't. You can, Noah."

Noah gave me a shy and embarrassed smile as I leaned in to hug him. He needed to hear those words because he has been told his whole life he would never amount to anything except a Lima Loser, but he could be so much more.

"Okay, okay. Enough of this sappy shit. We're graduating, not dying. You'll be seeing me more than you'll ever want to, I swear 'cause Finn promised that you guys would name your first born after me, so I'll have to visit the little dude."

"Are you serious?! That is not happening! We are not naming are child after you, Noah. Why don't you just name your own son that? You know, Noah Jr.?"

"Impossible." He said simply, but elaborated when I looked at him confusedly. "I got snipped after Beth. There's only room for one Puckerman kid in this world." He spoke so casually about the fact that he would never have kids, so I smacked him on the back of the head.

"Noah! Are you serious?! Why in the world would you do that? What about when you get married and you want kids with your wife?" My voice rising at each word I spoke.

"Relax, Berry. I don't want to have any kids and I'm not planning on ever getting married. There is no woman who can tame the Puckasuarus. Why the hell are you getting so crazy about this?"

"I don't know. I guess I just pictured our kids playing with each other; being best friends like you and Finn…I know it's stupid, but I never had that growing up—a friend—and I just thought your kids would be an automatic friend." I flashed him a small smile. "But, I suppose you could just be awesome uncle Noah who gets them into all kinds of trouble."

He laughed loudly and shook my hand. "Deal." As we were shaking on it, Finn came back over with a big smile on his face and a bottle of water. I smiled back and gave him a kiss as he pulled me closer to him.

"Did I miss something here?" He asked looking between Noah and I, still smirking.

I was snuggled really closely to his body, my head in the crook of his neck, but pulled away from him as he asked this question. I placed a stern expression on my face and looked him in the eyes. "Did you know Noah got a vasectomy?"

He looked over at a laughing Noah and then nervously over to me. "I…uh..yes." He finally revealed. "I took him to get it done. Remember when I said I had to take him to get his wisdom teeth taken out?"

My mouth opened wide at the memory a couple of months ago. "Are you serious? Well let me tell you, Mister, If you ever get a vasectomy without my knowledge, you will never get to test out your re-worked equipment on me ever again."

Finn looked scared, and Noah was cracking up until I finally gave him a hard glare.

"Well, as much fun as this has been, I think I'll go home now. See you two tomorrow at school. And Berry, don't kill Finn. I'd kind of like my bro to be with me at graduation." He smirked once more and went towards the house to leave for the night.

I turned my face back to Finn and he was watching Noah leave, probably wishing he could catch a ride out of here. "Rach, babe, I'm so sorry-"

I cut him off with a kiss and positioned my body over his so I was now straddling him on the hammock. "I'm not really mad, Finn, just a little sad and disappointed in Noah. But never do that, okay? I want lots of little Finns running around when we are older and I've won my Tony. I love you so much."

"I love you too, Rach. I would never do that to you; I need my tiny Rachel babies. I can't imagine not having kids with you." He kissed my hair and we continued to sit out side in silence for a little bit longer until it was close to my curfew. We said our goodbyes and went our separate ways, knowing we would see each other tomorrow at school. Our last Monday as high school students…so unreal.

I woke up at my normal time—6 AM—and did my elliptical workout before getting in the shower. I now stood in front of my closest, searching for the perfect summer dress to wear today. Once I finally selected a pale pink dress, I brushed my long, and loosely braided it to the side. I glanced at the clock, and almost let out a curse word—I never curse—because I was going to be late if I didn't leave now. I skipped breakfast, much to my fathers' worry, and ran to my little white mini cooper and drove off to school for my last Monday.

The day was going slowly, and I was cutting it so close that I didn't even get to see Finn this morning. Of course I texted him, but it wasn't the same as a good morning kiss by our lockers that we usually exchanged. Right now, it was third period—biology—and I was sitting next to Quinn and Santana while we "watched" some movie. I mean, it was the last week of classes so of course none of us were going to listen to what the annoying scientist was talking about on the projector. I was madly texting Kurt (who was at a dentist appointment), Santana was texting Brittany, and Quinn was painting her nails (which I have no idea how she didn't get busted for since it the smell was intoxicating).

I don't know how to explain my relationship with the two girls who used to be my enemies. But I think we would all consider each other friends at this point. We didn't usually hang out just the three of us, but if we were put together, we got along and actually had fun. Like now, Santana was passing notes to Quinn and I with the most outrageous sexual jokes I've ever heard. I think she rather enjoyed my surprised expression because she was desperately trying to cover her snicker at my wide eyes and flushed cheeks.

The bell rang, and everyone got up to leave for the assembly that was mandatory for all juniors and seniors. I have no idea what it was about but I think I heard a rumor that it was about how to deal with growing up or something stupid like that. I was really not looking forward to attending, plus I didn't have time this morning for breakfast of my usual restroom break so I was dying of both hunger and the need to pee.

I veered off from the girls, in the direction of the women's restrooms, when I heard Santana's voice call after me.

"Yo, Berry! Where are you going? Gym's this way!"

"I have to go to the bathroom. Save me a seat?"I asked as she and Quinn neared my spot in the hallway.

"We'll just go with. Anything to stall having to hear about how our bodies are changing and we may get some urges in college and shit. We learned that in like kindergarten." She rolled her eyes, but I couldn't tell if she was serious or not. She laughed at my expression. "Haha Berry, I'm just kidding…I didn't learn about sex until 1st grade. I was a very curious and sneaky girl, and caught my parents on multiple occasions." She smiled at Quinn and I as we pushed our way into the empty bathroom.

"That had to leave a few scars." Quinn replied as she set her bag down and hoisted herself up on the edge of the sink to sit.

"Oh believe me, it did. Why the fuck do you think I am such a sexual women? Years of learning and practice." She was smirking at her reflection in the mirror and getting her make-up bag out to touch up her eyebrows.

I flushed the toilet, washed my hands, and then dug in my own bag for a protein bar I shoved in there earlier. "You guys can go. I didn't have time for breakfast this morning and I'm starving." I expected them to get up and leave, but the just shrugged and continued to stay with me. They were discussing some of the more nasty of the jokes that Santana had written, when I thought of an idea.

"Okay, so this is kind of weird, but I could use some help…of the sexual variety." As soon as the words were out of my mouth, I felt their surprised stares and my cheeks go up in flames. "I..uh never mind. That was a stupid idea." I turned away from them, mortified, when I felt Santana grab my shoulder and whip me around so I was facing them.

"Are you serious? You can't just say that and then say never mind! Now we are dying to know what it is. Come on, spill the details!" Her eyes were sparkling and Quinn looked just as intrigued.

"It's, um, please don't make fun of me." I pleaded and looked at them earnestly. I really did want their help, but I was still a little paranoid that they would use this against me.

Quinn looked at me like she knew what I was thinking and shook her head lightly. "Rachel, we promise to help, and not make fun. Even though we have all done things we are not proud of to one another, we have grown and changed, and I consider you a true friend. You should do the same." She smiled encouragingly.

Santana nodded and added, "I'm sorry for everything I put you through…I don't think I've really said that, but I am. I think you're kind of cool to hang out with and talk to; you make everything way funnier and entertaining, that's for sure. Let's just forget the past and start anew. So, tell what your problem is. I am the queen of all thing sex and kinky fuckery."

I laughed a bit at her crude language—which reminded me so much of Noah—and prepared myself for asking them some advice.

"Okay so as you know, Finn and I are sexually active-"

"Fucking. But go on." Santana said as she interrupted me and then signaled my to continue.

"Uh, yes, Finn and I are...f-fucking." I whispered and stuttered on the F word and they both giggled at my use of it. "It's really, really amazing, but I thought I would surprise him and do something a little different, you know, in bed…" I left the end of the thought hanging, and they both reacted completely opposite than I expected they would. Instead of bursting out laughing, they both nodded their heads as if they understood. It was that moment that I really felt a bond to these girls.

I really loved the other glee girls, but it was just that they were really very helpful or qualified in this situation. Tina and Mike were kind of boring and didn't really have much of a sex life, which they were perfectly fine with, but I just couldn't understand why. Sex was the best, especially with Finn! Then there was Mercedes—she was still a virgin, so obviously she couldn't be of much help.

"Well, I probably won't be as big of a help to you in this situation since I've only had sex once and I basically just lied there while Puck got off." Anyone would have thought that Quinn would sound bitter when saying this, but she didn't. She laughed as she spoke and rolled her eyes at Puck's stupidity and inability to think of her needs as well. I think she was finally over the whole drama of the ordeal and was comfortable talking and joking about it. "Anyways, although I would love to hear Santana's lovely advice, I think I'll go get us some seats. Hurry up! Don't want you two getting a detention the last week of classes." She smiled as she walked out into the hallway.

Santana turned her attention back to her eyebrows, plucking away, while she answered my question. "Okay, first things first, you'll need some great lingerie. With your body, you could pull off anything, but I would go for the booty shorts and I nice lacy push-up bra, either in black or red. The for the actual fucking part, I would tell you to borrow one of my pornos, but I can't see you going for that?" She raised her thin eyebrow at me, as if asking me if I would be down to watch a porno. I shook my head quickly and she went on. "So, I'd say go out and get yourself Cosmo. The newest edition has a whole article about "101 Ways to Reach New Orgasmic Highs", and I think that would be perfect. If you have any questions about logistics, just call me up and I'll talk you through it. Last thing…you have to be confident, Berry. You need to realize that you are a hot piece of ass and Finn is a lucky bastard that he gets to stick his little Finn in your tight pussy, got it? You need to tell him exactly how you like it. Take charge, Berry!"

I blushed again at her crass language, but agreed with her. "I think I can do that. Thanks." I approached her and slowly held up my arms. "I'm going to hug you now." She let out a deep breath in annoyance at first, but then I felt her arms wrapped around me just the slightest bit, and smiled to myself.

Just as I was about to pull back, I heard a loud shot ring out, followed by a steady and repetitive popping noise. What the hell was that?

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