Didn't Know It Was You!
A Glee Fan Fiction
M - Rating to be safe, Romance/supernatural
AU: Finn Hudson /Rachel Berry
Finn Hudson and Rachel Berry have never met, but with a simple touch it seems as though they were destined to be.
AN: Welcome to my latest story, this is a bit different from my previous stories, please keep reading as the plot will be explained in later chapters, but the focus is still on my favourite Glee couple ever Finn and Rachel. I hope you will take the time to read and enjoy and please let me know via reviews what you think.
Thanks so much to everyone who has favourited and reviewed my other stories, I really appreciate it and really hope you will like this one as much. As always I don't have any connection with Glee, I just like to borrow the characters and pretend that everything ends in a happy ever after.
Cab4five
Chapter 1
Ohio, June 1862:
With the United States at war with itself and even families fighting amongst themselves, it is heart-warming to find two people who are as much in love as 18 year old Rebecca Barrett and 19 year old Christopher Harmon. Although the young couple are very much in love, the societal expectations of the day are such that physical intimacy only happens after marriage; and as much as they love each other and wish for nothing more than to be together for ever, the state of the country has made Chris very uncertain about proposing to his sweetheart. Because he has joined the fight to abolish the disgrace that is slavery and those awful people, who treat their slaves sometimes worse than animals. The last thing he wants is for her to be widowed, and struggle to bring up a baby on her own if the worst were to happen and he died. His personal view is that everyone in this world should have the right to live a free and happy life the way they wish. No one should have the power to own another person, like a piece of property. Rebecca understands and shares his feelings and wholeheartedly supports his decision as much as it scares and worries her she knows it is important to him. Both just hope and pray that the war will be over soon, as neither wants to imagine the future without their love.
Chris is due to leave his home town of Cincinnati in five days. He and Rebecca have been spending as much time together as possible, making new memories, reliving old ones, from when they first felt their special connection after meeting in the school yard as five year olds. Talking about the special times they have shared. Growing so close emotionally that Chris always says they are connected by a tether, because they sometimes know what the other wants to say without words. A lot of time has been spent kissing and learning each other's bodies even though they respect the boundaries society sets in public, in private they let their hair down so to speak, and enjoy being intimate to a certain degree. Two days before he boards the train to an unknown future, he and Rebecca have her house to themselves as Mr and Mrs Barrett, representing the Bank of Ohio, along with Mr and Mrs Harmon are attending a meeting with the Mayor and other business owners regarding fundraising for the war effort.
When Chris arrives at the Barrett home, he is welcomed inside quickly by a flushed and nervous looking Rebecca. After asking what's wrong, and being answered by his tiny sweetheart reaching onto her tip toes to press her soft pink lips to his he gets the message that all is OK and breathes a sigh of relief. She takes his hand and leads him to the parlor where he notices blankets and pillows set out on the floor in front of the slowly burning open fire. A look of realization crosses his face and he turns to her, his cinnamon eyes mesh with her dark chocolate ones and ask the question his throat is too dry to utter. His answer is just a nod and sweet smile followed by a soft whisper letting him know that she is so very in love with him and more than ready to further their love.
Once his voice returns he stresses that they will respect the views of society and their families and keep her virtue intact until they are married, she just kisses his lips firmly, agreeing with him and tells him how much she loves him for being as chivalrous as he is but until that happens, she wants to see all of him and have him see all of her. All he can do is lean down from his lofty 6ft plus height, press his lips firmly against hers and wrap his arms around her tiny waist and carry her to the makeshift bed on the floor. Their activities increased and soon, next to them was a pile of clothing removed as quickly as it could be unlaced and unbuttoned. As much as the two lovers wanted to take their time and savor each other they knew Rebecca's parents would be back soon, their hands wandered all over each other's bodies eliciting moans and softly whispered words of love. Chris rolled Becca underneath his firm body, awed by the sight of her perfect little body and slowly moved his lips in a line down her throat and towards her pert breasts, attaching his lips to her left one and sucking gently until the rosy tip became a hard bud. His hand meanwhile had found its way to her right breast and caressed it gently, every moan and sigh that left Becca's lips increased his own arousal and his member was becoming quite hard and painful. Becca before long noticed his discomfort and proceeded to help by sliding her tiny hand from his back down to where their bodies were pressed together and when he felt it close around his member he let out a loud moan and stuttered out her name. His mouth moved from her breast to her lips and kissed her until they both were breathless. Becca's hand was now moving in an up down motion stopping every now and then to rub the tip and spread the moisture leaking out over his length. The hand that held Becca's breast hostage slowly moved down gliding over her firm stomach and thighs until he reached her secret spot and gently slid a finger along her warm wet opening; their whispered moans and sighs mingling with the soft hissing and crackling escaping from the open fire, and filling the room as they pledged their love to each other for all eternity as they brought each other to completion, their breaths escaping in gasps and their hearts pounding in their heaving chests, the whispered promise to always love and be the others only one, brought rivers of tears to Becca's beautiful chocolate brown orbs, which in turn caused Chris's face to crumple and his own eyes to shed tears.
All he could do was just hold her tightly against his broad chest never wanting to let her go. He promised her to never stop loving her and would always remember his beautiful love, and would do his very best to return to her. She made the same promise and said she would pray every day for him to be safe and come home to her. When they composed themselves and redressed, Becca packed away the blankets and pillows back into her hope chest. She returns down stairs to find Chris on the porch swing looking at the stars shining in the night sky. A sad distressed look on his handsome face, she knew without words what the problem was as she was certain the exact look was mirrored on her face. She settled on his lap, his arms instantly wrapping tightly around her as they sat just letting their hearts beat in time, knowing they were forever tethered.
Ohio, October 1862
The war was hell; Chris had never been in a situation like this before and never wanted to be again, it was starting to get cold and camping in canvas tents with thin blankets didn't help to get any sort of relaxing sleep, not that it was easy to sleep anyway with the threat of attack at anytime and most things in short supply, life wasn't easy but what is expected in war. He just hoped all the sacrifices and hardships, him and thousands of other men in the North were making, was making a difference in the efforts to stop slavery. Which was the reason they are all here, He missed his family and Becca so much, and due to his unit moving around so much it was extremely hard for mail to be sent or received. At the present time he was stationed somewhere near the border of Indiana and Kentucky. They had been fighting nonstop losing men every minute many from direct musket ball hits, and sabre cuts, but quite a few on a daily basis from their wounds. Infections were one of the major problems as the Doctors had long since run out of medicine and ether to put the injured to sleep while they operated so the poor fellows could do nothing but scream, Things were in short supply due to raids by the enemy rebels, and black marketeers who stole from both sides to sell to the highest bidder. Every time Chris heard the screaming he cried inside thinking of the future and wished with everything he had for this to be over so he could go home to his love. He was proud of the effort the union was making in fighting for freedom for the slaves, but like every other soldier just wanted to go home.
Christmas Eve 1863, not that it was going to be different to any other day Chris had woken after a brief restless sleep nearly freezing in his now almost threadbare blanket, his mind full of Becca and the unsettling sense of foreboding. He was out on patrol just before 1pm with his unit when they were ambushed by the enemy, just as Chris was about to fire his musket at one of the enemy soldiers it jammed which caused him to curse about the damned machinery, and hurriedly turn it upside down and swing it like a club hoping to hit his attacker and cause his aim to be off, but alas before he made contact he felt the burning sting as a hot musket ball found it's deadly rest in his chest. By the end of that cold snowy December afternoon every last man from the 3rd Ohio unit of the Union army had been shot or stabbed with a sabre, some men dying in agony many days after the skirmish on the frozen battle scared earth from their wounds. Just before he felt his connection to his Becca snap and the life leave his body.
Chris's last words lost in sounds of battle were. "I'll find you again one day, I'll love you forever Becca" with that Christopher Harmon was gone destined to spend all of eternity searching for his Rebecca.
Rebecca worried so much about Chris, she wrote to him every week but wasn't sure if her letters even found him, she hadn't received one single letter from him the whole time he had been away. She had no clue if he was still alive or not but knew she would feel it deep down if he was gone the tether that connected their hearts would break if he was dead. Cincinnati was not without problems though, there had been lots of raids by rebels on private homes and businesses; some of the trouble was caused by mutineers from both sides who had decided it was easier to rob from decent hard working town folk. Rebecca has been involving herself in the war effort as much as possible, by learning how to care for the wounded soldiers that have been sent home and nursing them back to health, and helping them by writing letters to their families to ease their worries as well as taking over teaching the school children, as the Head Teacher Mr Johnson had also joined the thousands of brave Ohio men and enlisted in the army.
Rebecca was hoping Chris would be home for Christmas this year, and as it was Christmas Eve today she and her parents along with Mr and Mrs Harmon were getting together as they did for every special holiday to try and enjoy the festive season, it has always been Chris and Becca's favourite time of year, carolling, snow ball fights and hot chocolate by the fire. This is what Rebecca was remembering but feeling very uneasy and worried her mind full of Chris the whole time, when she nervously went down stairs to the very small dark cellar as it was her least favourite place in the house. Just before 1pm to collect the food that needed to be prepared for lunch the next day, before she was able to adjust her eyes fully to the low light, she was startled by an bedraggled man in dirty rags, that looked like it might have once been a uniform, shoving food into a grubby hessian sack. She screamed and he spun around but before she knew what was happening she had a sabre embedded in her body impaling her against the wall. The last thing she did before looking to the heavens was feel the tether joining her and her beloved Chris snap and she knew he was gone. With tears running down her pale cheeks a whisper left her lips
"I'll find you one day, I love you forever Chris". Rebecca Barrett was gone from this world her soul forever more to search for her Christopher.
A/N- Have you figured out what is going on? Please keep reading and let me know what you think via a review.
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