Here we go again, I'm back with yet another Blainchel story. I can't help it, they won't leave me alone. I've had this idea for a while now, I think ever since I finished writing 'How did it end up like this?' but I decided to focus on 'Lose Control', for a little light relief I guess. For any new readers, you don't need to have read those two mentioned to understand this story, they are in no way connected, it's just my muse getting the better of me.

I know it's a little vague at the moment, but obviously this is just the opening chapter, we will be learning more about Rachel's back story, getting to know Amy a little more, and developing the wonder that is a Blainchel, and maybe we'll see some of the other ND members pop up throughout the story. I know roughly what I'm looking for in this story, so hopefully you'll stick with me, and join me for the ride.

Disclaimer - I don't own Glee, all events are fictional.

Rachel groaned quietly as the sound of 'Don't Stop Believing' filled her room, she knew it was stupid to hold some sort of affection to that song after six years, but she couldn't help it, it reminded her of a simpler time, a time when she was free to think about her dreams and how she was going to take over the world, one stage at a time. She tried not to dwell too much on her time at McKinley, it only filled her with sadness and made her realise on how much she had had to sacrifice to get to where she was now. A Mother. Falling pregnant at the age of 18 was never part of the Rachel Berry master plan, it was then that Rachel realised that sometime the fates had a way of throwing you a curve ball, and you had to just go with it until you found your way again. She showered quickly before walking into her daughter's bedroom, smiling when she noticed that her little girl was sitting up in bed just waiting for her mother to arrive. She perched herself on the edge of her bed and opened her arms, to which the young girl gratefully crawled into.

"You ready to start Kindergarten today, Ames?" the little girl nodded enthusiastically, and lifted her head to give her mother a toothy grin. Rachel smiled and kissed the top of her head, continuing to hold her close for a few more precious moments. She couldn't believe how quickly time had passed her by. There were only a few people who know about Amy, her father's of course and her mother – Shelby. Rachel had been to ashamed to tell any of her fellow Glee Club members that she had fallen pregnant, so the day after graduation, Rachel flew out to live with Shelby and Beth in New York, and she hadn't spoken to any of them since. They had tried to contact her of course, but Rachel ignored their calls and e-mails, she had made her father's promise not to giver her location away, she didn't want to found again. She wasn't the same Rachel Berry that they had grown up with, and she didn't want them looking at her in a different way, she wanted them to remember her for who she was and not what she had turned into.

"Come on then, let's get you ready," Rachel smiled as she lifted Amy from her lap and walked over to her daughter's small closet and pulled out the outfit that her daughter had chosen the night before.

"Mummy, do you think they'll like me?" Amy asked quietly as Rachel placed her outfit on her bed. Rachel sighed quietly and crouched down so she was at her daughter's eye level.

"Of course they're going to like you," Rachel smiled, "You're going to have so much fun, and you'll make a ton of friends, and there are going to be so many new toys to play with, and I know for a fact that you'll be singing new songs everyday," At the mention of singing, Amy's face lit up and Rachel giggled quietly, amazed that even at the age of five how similar Amy was to Rachel.

"Amy, you're toast is going cold!" Rachel shouted for the third time, determined to make herself heard over her daughter's CD player, she often regretted allowing Shelby to buy her one for Christmas, but it was one of her daughter's pride possessions, so Rachel had relented and allowed her to keep it in her bedroom.

"I'm coming Mummy," Amy giggled as she walked into the kitchen, her CD still playing loudly in the background. Rachel rolled her eyes as Amy sat down at the table, before passing her plate and pouring her a fresh glass of orange juice. Whilst Amy tucked into her breakfast Rachel picked up her daughter's bag and packed her lunch inside. She glanced at Amy who was humming along to her music happily, before she walked back into her bedroom to finish getting herself ready. It had been such a struggle over the last six years, coping with being a single mother in such a big city, money had been so tight for a while now, but Rachel was tough, she had dealt with rejection her entire life, she rallied through and eventually she managed to get her life together. They hadn't been living in this apartment for too long, Rachel hadn't had the chance to put her own personal stamp on things yet, but it was their home and Rachel was pretty happy.

They walked to school that morning, Amy skipping at her mother's side with excitement as they boarded the subway, Rachel admired her daughter's enthusiasm as she continued to ask her questions on what Kindergarten was really like, what were the other children like, did she think the teacher would be nice, or would he be scary like in some of Mummy's old films. Rachel just smiled and clasped her daughter's hand, assuring her that everything would be fine, and that she was going to have the most fun today, and couldn't wait to hear all about it when she returned later that day to collect her.

Blaine Anderson smiled happily to himself as he admired his classroom; it was a routine of his now, spending a couple of minutes every morning admiring the work that his students had completed only days previously. He knew that this wasn't always his dream, during his school years he was certain that he was going to be the next best thing, he and his then boyfriend – Kurt Hummel – were hell bent on taking over the world. But throughout college, he realised that he wasn't ready to tackle the shady business that was show business, so instead he continued with his studying and tackled the ever-changing world of education. Now he couldn't imagine doing anything different. He loved his job, he loved the teaching staff and the friendships he had formed with them, he loved the students and how no two conversations were ever the same with them, but he also loved working hand in hand with the parents, knowing that alongside them he was helping to shape a generation in some way. He wasn't with Kurt anymore, he hadn't been since college, but they had remained close friends, just like he had tried to keep in touch with the majority of New Directions. He could hear the excited chatter of children getting nearer, so he gave his classroom one final inspection before heading over to his desk making sure that all the necessary documents were in place, he had a new student starting today, he knew that it could be a stressful experience for both the parents and the student, but it wasn't the thought of a nervous child that struck him, it was the child's surname that caused him to pause for thought. Berry. He sighed quietly, thinking back to the girl that he had once known in High School, it had been almost six years now, but no one had heard from her. He shook his head, he didn't like to think about that too much, they had been so close during their senior year, her leaving like that had really shook him up.

"Ready to let them in?" Molly, his assistant asked. Blaine nodded before walking over and opening the door to his students and parents.

Rachel pushed the door open and followed the rest of the parents towards the Kindergarten classroom, she noticed Amy's grip tighten as they walked further into the building, she paused and glanced down at her daughter, noticing the little girl's nervous expression. She smiled down at her and nodded before the two of them walked into the busy cloakroom desperately trying to fine Amy's own coat hook. Of course with a name like Berry, they found Amy's hook right next to the classroom door. Rachel crouched down and helped Amy out of her coat as she listened in on the other parent's conversation.

"Peter simply loves coming to Kindergarten now, you wouldn't believe he was the same child as six months ago,"

"I think Mr Anderson has something to do with that, he's so good with the children, Alice never stops talking about him."

Rachel smiled to herself as she hung Amy's coat onto her hook, she knew that Amy was nervous about her first day, even if she didn't always show it, but she was pleased that the parents had nothing but good words for the teacher. She had done her research of local school's when she was apartment hunting and this school had come highly recommended. Rachel was pulled from her thoughts as she heard the children around shrieking happily, she smiled at Amy who pushed herself behind her, as the children started scurrying into the classroom.

"Come on Ames, we'll go in together," Rachel grinned, trying to clasp Amy's hand from behind her back, the cloakroom seemed to much bigger now, the other parents quickly clearing out as they said goodbye to their children.

"Mummy, I'm scared," Amy whispered, Rachel turned around and smiled at her daughter, pulling her into a tight embrace.

"There's nothing to be scared of sweetheart," she told her in a soothing tone, Amy buried her face into her mothers chest and Rachel just sighed as she gently stroked her daughter's hair.

"Well, who do we have here?" Rachel stood up, clasping her daughter's hand inside of hers as she heard a male's voice behind her.

"Oh, I'm sorry, she's just shy," Rachel smiled as she turned around, gasping when she saw the smiling face in front of her, her eyes widened in horror, as she backed against the wall, pulling Amy with her, not that the young girl needed any persuasion.

"B-Blaine?" Rachel choked. Realisation hit Blaine like a ton of bricks, he glanced at Rachel again, and then back at the young girl who was trying to hide behind her, she was like a miniature Rachel. He was sure that he'd stopped breathing for a minute, only coming back around when the principal turned the corner and clapped his back.

"Ah Mr Anderson, I see you've met your new student," Blaine blinked as he tried to regain his composure, "Miss Berry, I assure you that little Amy will be in good hands with Mr Anderson here." Rachel gave him a forced smile and nodded as the principal continued walking through the building.

"So you're Amy then?" Blaine asked, clearing his throat and crouching down to Amy's level, Amy nodded shyly and slowly stepped out from behind her mother, "Well, my name is Mr Anderson, we're going to have lots of fun together with the other boys and girls," Rachel watched on as Blaine talked to her daughter, and the way Amy seemed to connect with him instantly.

"Molly!" Blaine shouted, standing up abruptly, soon after a young blonde woman poked her head out of the classroom and smiled at Blaine, "This is Amy Berry, why don't you take her to meet some of the other children?" Molly nodded and walked towards Amy, crouching down to her level.

"Tell me Amy, do you like singing?" Molly asked, Amy's eyes lit up as she turned to face her mother, who smiled and nodded.

"Why don't you come and show me some of your favourite songs?" Molly suggested, holding out her hand to the little girl. Amy glanced at her mother one more time, before slowly taking Molly's hand and walking towards the classroom, only stopping one time to wave at her mother. Rachel waved back, feeling her eyes fill with tears as she realised that her little girl was growing up.

"Are you in a rush?" Blaine asked quietly, Rachel shook her head and Blaine sat down on one of the benches between the various coats, gesturing for Rachel to do the same.

"I can't believe you're really here," he smiled, "It's been what, 6 years? Where have you been all this time?" Rachel gulped, trying to avoid answering.

"Do you think she'll be okay," Rachel asked, gesturing towards the classroom, "Amy can be an extremely shy child, even if she does follow me sometime for craving attention."

"So, she's really yours then?" Blaine asked, feeling stupid just asking the question, but it had been six years, it was a lot to take in. Rachel nodded quietly, "Why didn't you tell any of us that you were pregnant? We would've understood."

"You know what, I do have somewhere to be actually," Rachel said quickly, jumping up from the bench, "I'll be back at 3 for Amy," she said already heading towards the door.

"Rachel wait!" Blaine called, but Rachel was gone. He sighed and ran a hand through his curly hair before walking back into his noisy classroom, he spotted Amy instantly; she was in the arts and crafts area, with Molly and a group of other children. He walked over to them, and smiled fondly when Amy held up a pink piece of paper covered in gold stars.

"I made this for my mummy," she said proudly,

"I'm sure she'll love it," he told her, staring at the gold stars on the page as if they were mocking him. He didn't know what to do next, it was clear that life hadn't turned out the way that Rachel had planned, but he had never known her to be this quiet and jumpy, it unnerved him more seeing her like that then it did when she did a disappearing act for 6 years.

Thoughts?