A.N. So Here's my new story, I hope you like it :) I wrote all this before the new ep aired so it's set after Sectional's.

Disclaimer – I wish the show were my idea however no such luck

As always a huge thanks to My Personal Rose for listening to my ramblings despite not being a fan of Finchel :)

From Rite Rose Publishing.

When One Door Closes

Chapter One – When the Wave Breaks ...

Rachel had so far had a perfectly normal day. She got up at 6am as usual, had her protein drink and done her exercise. She had gone to school, had her lessons in English, Math, Biology, World History and Geography before heading to lunch where she sat at the usual table with the rest of Glee. She had flirted a little with Finn, who had flirted back. Their dynamic had changed some since everyone had found out about the real paternity of Quinn's baby but they had yet to approach the idea of dating. She was just telling everyone about the extra rehearsal she was hoping to convince Mr. Schuester about when she saw Miss Pillsbury walking towards them with a serious look on her face. She cleared her voice when she reached them and gave them all a small smile before turning to Rachel.

"Rachel, you need to come with me to the Principal's office." She said softly. Rachel was confused but she picked up her bag and said goodbye to her fellow Glee members before following Miss Pillsbury out of the canteen. They walked in silence for a few minutes before Rachel spoke.

"Miss Pillsbury, is everything ok?" she asked, "Am I in some sort of trouble?"

"No, Rachel not at all, it's just ... well ... I'll explain when we get to Principal Figgins' office." Miss Pillsbury told her quickly. Rachel merely nodded wondering why she would have to wait until she got there and every scenario she thought of was getting progressively more tragic. Had she known what she was going to be told when they arrived, she might have wished for the disbanding of Glee club.

She walked into the office ahead of Miss Pillsbury and noticed that her Daddy was sat in one of the chairs in front of the desk. "Daddy?" she questioned. "What's going on?" she asked looking from one adult to the next.

"Miss Berry, please have a seat." Principal Figgins offered. She sat next to her Daddy and looked at him. He had been crying. Her Daddy never cried, her Papa was always more prone to tears.

"Rachel ..." her Daddy tried to say but her name caught in his throat. Instead her took her nearest hand in both of his, bringing it to his lips to kiss is gently. Miss Pillsbury could see that he wasn't going to be able to get his words out so she took over for him. She rested her hand on her shoulder before she spoke.

"Rachel, I'm afraid we have some bad news." Miss Pillsbury told her but Rachel took one more look at her Daddy and gasped.

"Has something happened to Papa?" she asked quickly.

"No Rachel, it's your birth Mother." Miss Pillsbury told her, "She passed away this morning after being involved in a car crash. I'm sorry Rachel but she's dead."

There was silence in the office, broken only by the single sob that escaped Mr. Berry. Rachel slumped in her seat as she let this news wash over her. Robyn was dead. The woman who she got half her genes from, half her talent was just ... gone. Somewhere in the back of her mind she had always wanted to meet her birth Mom. She loved her Dad's to pieces but there were certain things that only another woman would be able to help with and she had always planned on meeting her when she was eighteen. Her Dad's had always been happy that she was going to. She looked at her Daddy who was still clutching her hand. She knew that they had been close to her during the nine months they had known her but she had never met her since she was one and that didn't count because she didn't remember. She felt kind of numb about the whole thing. She would never get to meet her Mom. And then the other part of this hit her ... and hard.

"What's ..." she cleared her throat. "What's going to happen to Renee?" She asked quietly. At this question her Daddy looked up at her and managed to pull himself together enough to answer. He squeezed her hand once before he finally spoke.

"She's going to come and live with us sweetie. Your ... well your Mom wanted us to care for your sister if anything happened to her."

Rachel blinked. Her twin sister was coming to stay in Lima?

"Where is she?" she asked, not quite knowing what else to ask right now.

"Your Papa has gone to get her and sort out her ... affairs." Her Daddy told her. It made sense that they had sent Papa she thought, it was logical to send a solicitor to do that sort of thing.

"Oh." She replied, berating herself for the lack of original things that she could think of to say right now.

"Miss Berry, in the light of this tragedy, you are excused from school until you feel up to coming back." Principal Figgins' told her as he broke the silence that had once again overtaken the office. "Your Father has requested that your sister be enrolled here too so I will see to having her transcripts transferred. I'm so sorry for you loss."

Miss Pillsbury looked at Rachel. She could see that she was having a hard time with this. "Rachel, if you ever want to talk about this, even if you're not back at school yet, please come and see me." Rachel looked up at Miss Pillsbury; she looked a little dazed, but pulled herself back together almost immediately.

"Thank you Miss Pillsbury." She offered her a tight smile before turning to her Daddy. "Can we go now Daddy?" she asked.

"Yes sweetie, let's go." The Berry's stood up and said their goodbyes before turning and leaving the Principal and the guidance counsellor in his office. The next few days were weird for Rachel. She and her Daddy cleared out the larger of the two spare rooms and painted it in the same soft yellow that her room was in before they set up the new bed they had gone out and bought. Her Daddy had tentatively asked if she had wanted to go to the funeral for her Mom but she had shook her head and lowered her gaze. Why she had not wanted to go she didn't truly understand, but standing next to grave for a woman she had never met would not change the fact that she never would. Four days after she had been pulled out of school, her Papa and her sister arrived. Rachel had always known she had a twin sister and that she lived with their Mom but she had never actually met her or seen pictures so when Renee got out of the removal van that her Papa had driven, she had almost gasped. They were identical, right down to the freckle on her cheek. She watched as her Papa put his arm around her shoulders and walked over to them. He let go of Renee just as he reached them so he could pull Rachel into a hug. As he pulled away he cleared his throat and his husband gave him a soft kiss before they both turned to face the two girls.

"Rachel, Leroy," he began, "This is Renee, Ren, this is my husband Leroy and your sister Rachel." He turned to look at Rachel, "She prefers to be called Ren."

Rachel paused before she replied to take in this girls appearance. She was wearing worn in red converse high tops, dark blue jeans and a red t-shirt with a smiley face logo on it. Her hair was similar to Rachel's from what she could tell, but at the moment was pulled through a baseball cap with an O'Neill logo on the front. In short she was dressed like a Tomboy. Her gaze travelled to her eyes, she could see that Ren had been crying because her eyes were red rimmed and a little puffy. As Rachel was gazing at her she was taking in Rachel, Leroy and the house behind them. Rachel stepped forward and put her best smile on.

"Hi Ren, I'm Rachel." She said, holding out her hand. Renee hesitated but she quickly shook her hand before she replied.

"Hey, look I'm sorry." She said, looking at all three of them, "But I'm really tired, is it ok if I get some sleep? I promise we can do the powwow later." She half smiled causing her Papa to chuckle slightly. Rachel was a little taken aback at the way she had spoken but grabbed one of them bags off the back of the van and started to walk towards the front door.

"Come on, I'll show you your room." Rachel told her. Renee followed without a word. Rachel pushed open the door to Renee's room and put the bag she was carrying down by the door. "I'm sorry if it still smells a little like paint, we did our best to air it out for you."

"This is fine, thank you." Renee said. They stood staring at each other for a few seconds, "Listen Rach, I know you have questions and so do I, but I really am tired right now, we can talk later about anything you want..." Renee let her sentence trail off and Rachel couldn't help the slight prickle of annoyance that Renee had gone straight to calling her Rach, the only person who called her that was Finn, but she swallowed those feelings and told her to have a good nap before closing the door softly behind her as she left. As she started to walk down the corridor to her own room she could have sworn she heard muffled sobs coming from Renee's room.

TBC