Hey everyone! First off, happy belated 4th of July for all my fellow American readers.
As I promised in the most recent chapter of my fanfic, More Than Words, here's my new fanfic! It's called Outnumbered, and it's based off the movie Yours, Mine, and Ours. It's slightly more similar to the 1968 version of the movie, even though that one and the 2005 are very similar besides being you've never seen the 1968 Yours, Mine, and Ours, I highly recommend it. If this is your first time reading a fanfic of mine, then you more than welcome to read my other ones as well as this one!
If you've never heard of the movie, it's about these two people, Frank Beardsley and Helen North, who are both widowed and have 10 and 8 kids respectively. They meet one day and fall in love, and they eventually get married and raise their 18 children together. And like I said in More Than Words, the couple in this fanfic is Finchel.
Which means Rachel = Helen North and Finn = Frank Beardsley
I don't own Glee. The only characters I own are Trevor Burns, Shane, Tara, and Rachel's children (Jonathan, Barbra, Celine, Liza, Steven, Theodore, Brian, and Mae.)
Enjoy!
"Miss Berry, someone named...Theo is on line one. He says it's an emergency," Ginger, Rachel Berry's assistant looked at her face to face through the mirror. The woman was currently removing make-up from her face. It was typical late Wednesday afternoon in October, and Rachel had finished her midday performance of Funny Girl. Now, she would be able to relax for the day until tomorrow, where over the course of the next week she'd have to attend several talk shows to discuss her celebratory 150th performance as the role of Fanny Brice in Funny Girl. The actress was confident about the upcoming week until she heard she had a call from her son, Theodore.
"Alright, let me see," Rachel demanded, taking the phone from her assistant. "Theodore, what's wrong?"
"Mommy, we've run out of Mac n' Cheese!" her son exclaimed. That was the big emergency? It was amazing her husband was able to deal with this sort of thing every day.
If only he could now.
"Honey, put one of your older brothers or sisters on the phone please," she politely asked.
"Ok Mommy," he said.
There was some muffling in the background before she finally heard a voice, her eldest son Jonathan. "Hey mom."
"Theodore told me we've run out of Macaroni and Cheese. Is that what we're having for dinner?"
"Yeah, that's what me and Barbra decided all of us are having. We only have one family sized box, and we need two. You will be joining us, correct?" he asked. He asked questions in the same tone of voice his father used.
"Yes, I'll be there. Do you want me to grab a box on the way home?" Rachel asked while wiping the remainder of her makeup off her face.
"Yes please, thank you. And I just wanted to let you know that Mae is doing much better with her fever. It's almost completely gone," Jonathan explained, which gave her a sigh of relief. Mae was the youngest out of her children; she was three. And whenever she got sick she knew things weren't good.
"I'm so glad to hear that. Give her, Barbra, Theodore, Celine, Liza, Steven, Brian big kisses from me please. And when I get home, I'll give you a big one too."
"Mom, you don't have to," she knew he didn't want to be kissed by his mom in front of everyone else, but she didn't care.
"No, you deserve it. You've been so helpful these past six months, you know it's been rough on everyone since..." it was still hard for her to say it after all these months. "...dad's death."
"I know Mom...I'm the reason he's dead."
"Jonathan Jesse St. James, don't you dare say that!" Rachel shot up from her chair and screamed into the phone. Her costars gave her weird glances, and she sat down while completely ignoring them.
"Do you want to talk to anyone else here?" he redirected their conversation; one of the many things Rachel didn't like.
"No thank you. I'll see you when I get home, alright? Love you," she spoke.
"Love you too," and the line went dead. The Broadway star placed her cellphone beside her as she completed removing her makeup. As soon as she was done she went into her dressing room to change her clothes are get ready to leave. She called her limo driver to tell him to pick up a family sized box of macaroni and cheese before picking her up.
"Yes, Mrs. St. James," Shane, her limo driver said right before he hung up the phone. Now all Rachel had to do was wait.
"Rachel?" the brunette turned her head to see her costar and good friend Trevor Burns, who played Nick Arnstein. "Today's performance was magnificent, wasn't it? The improv bit where you hit me with the newspaper was great; the crowd really loved it."
"Thank you," she said softly while looking into the distance.
"You alright?" he asked as he pulled up a chair to sit next to her.
"It's Jonathan. As you know, the six month anniversary of Jesse's passing, and he still blames himself for what happened. I-it wasn't his fault. And no matter how many times I tell him it wasn't, he denies it and changes the subject." Rachel explained.
"You can't blame anyone in this situation...not even the person who caused the accident. You were married to Jesse for sixteen, almost seventeen years, and you loved him right?"
She nodded. She loved Jesse with all her heart ever since they met when she was nineteen and he was twenty-one. When she ended up pregnant with Jonathan, their first, they both agreed to get married and that only made their love stronger.
"Then that's all that matters," Trevor finished. Rachel's phone vibrated, and it showed that she got a text from Shane saying he was here.
"My limo driver is here, see you tomorrow Trevor," she smiled and gave him a hug before making her way towards the door.
"See you tomorrow too. Have a good night."
"You too," and she exited out the back door and made her way home.
-outnumbered-
Before entering her large apartment, Rachel took a deep breath and whispered, "Please, let everything be in one place." She unlocked the door and opened it up to find half of her kids in the living room at kitchen. The other four were probably in their rooms doing who knows what. Once she shut the door her seven year old Theodore came running over to her to give her legs a big hug.
"Hi mommy!" he exclaimed.
"Hi Theo!" she picked him up to give him a kiss on the cheek. She scanned the living room to find Brian, Steven, and Liza sitting on the couch watching TV. The only ones missing were Jonathan, Barbra, Celine, and Mae.
"Jonathan, Barbra, Celine, I'm home!" she shouted when she made her way to the kitchen to start boiling water for the mac and cheese. She looked in the oven to find one bowl of dinner already made. She put the pot on the stove when someone tapped her on the shoulder, which startled the living daylights out of her.
"Hi mom," it was Celine, her fourteen year old.
"Celine, I wish you wouldn't scare me like that!"
"Sorry," she groaned. "Either way, you would have been startled."
"Don't groan at me, young lady. Now can you go please set the table for me? And when you're done with that, go get Mae and bring her down."
"Whatever," Celine sighed as she went into one of the cupboards to get the plates and silverware ready for dinner. Twenty minutes later the food was ready to be eaten.
"So, how was everyone's day today? What did you all do today at school?" Rachel asked as she passed the bowl of food to Barbra.
"It was alright. I got an A on my Chemistry test today," Barbra told her family.
"Good job!" Rachel beamed. Everyone else told about their day; nothing interesting or for her to talk to any of the kids privately about their day. "Oh yes, and tomorrow night I'm going to have Jonathan and Barbra make sure everything is ok tomorrow night on one of my talk shows tomorrow. When I head out to film one in L.A though, I'm going to have Tara watch over everyone."
"Why can't the older two watch over us?" Steven asked.
"Because of school. And plus, even though Mae isn't sick she still needs someone to watch over her throughout the day. Your brothers and sisters can't do that," and the dinner table was silent again. This was typical now that Jesse was gone.
Once eight o'clock hit, Theodore, Brian, and Mae went to bed. Then ten came along, and Steven, Liza, and Celine all went to bed. Rachel went to bed early that night too, so she had no idea when Jonathan and Barbra went to bed. She looked at her night stand to see a picture her and Jesse on their wedding day; him in a nice tuxedo and her in a long and elegant white dress. The Broadway star picked it up and looked at it for a minute and admired every little detail about it.
"I don't know how you handled life as a stay at home dad, honey. I'm still forever grateful you gave up your dream to help accomplish mine. Thank you dear," Rachel whispered as she placed the photo back on her night stand and went to sleep.
Even after six months, it was still hard for her to handle this on her own.
So here's the ages for the kids as of the month of October in this fic:
Jonathan (17, senior), Barbra (16, junior), Celine (14, freshman), Liza (13, seventh grade), Steven (10, fifth grade), Theodore (7, second grade), Brian (6, first grade), and Mae (3, not in school yet)
Coming up in chapter 2: We get a look at the Hudson family and all of their drama.
