A/N: This is based off Chapter 2 of Love Looking For Words. I liked the plot so much that I figured I'd see how it plays out as a story all on its own.

An Unexpected Interruption

Chapter 1: The End of the Beginning

Life is a series of interruptions, a series of unexpected, sometimes unpleasant, interruptions.

"Noah, I can't. I'm sorry but I can't. I've tried to forgive you, I've tried to move on. But it's not working, I can't sit here, day after day and pretend like you didn't cheat on me with that whore." Rachel stated, her tone flat and void of emotion.

Noah leaned forward in his chair, his head in his hands.

"Rachel, it's been almost a year. I've done every single thing you've asked. I've cut back my hours at work, I spend more time here, I stopped going to the bars, I went through hours of fucking counseling. I don't know what the fuck else you want."

She pushed herself off the counter and strode to the oak desk in the corner. She grabbed a manila folder of papers.

"I want you to sign these." She replied tightly, her eyes flashing dangerously.

He didn't need to open the envelope to know what was inside.

She was asking for a divorce.

"So there's nothing else huh? You're just… You're just done? It's just over for you?? We've been together for 13 years Rachel! You're throwing that all away now? Just like that?!?" He asked incredulously.

"Not just like that. For god's sake Noah! You're acting like we haven't been dealing with this for almost a year. We tried everything. It's over. I've accepted that. I suggest you do the same." Her words were cold and her 'shoot to kill' method of chastising him never failed to hit its mark.

"Fuck Rachel. I made a mistake. People make those, well most people anyways. Maybe not you, but the rest of us are human, and we fuck up from time to time." He reminded her, his tone low and frustrated.

"Well, obviously I've made mistakes Noah." She shot back, arching an eyebrow at him.

He got it. He got what she was saying.

"That's great Rach. Real fucking great. So glad you think the last 13 years have been a mistake. Makes me feel real fucking important."

"Your feelings?! You're actually asking me to consider your feelings?! Tell me Noah, tell me why I should! You certainly didn't consider mine! Or your daughter's! I'm SO sorry I didn't stop to think about your feelings when I filed for divorce because YOU cheated!" She yelled, her voice bouncing off the walls.

Her face was flushed, her eyes were narrowed, she was practically spitting hate.

This wasn't what he wanted. He didn't want to sign away his family. And he told her that.

"Guess you should have thought about that before you fucked a 19 year old." She bit out before stalking out of the room.

He pushed the papers back from him. He didn't want anything to do with them, not now, not ever.

A moment later he rose from the chair, grabbed his jacket and started for the door.

"Where are you going?" She stopped him just as he pulled the door open.

"To clear my head."

"Did you sign?"

"No."

"Noah, this isn't a joke, those-"

"Rachel, I know it's not a joke. I'm well fucking aware of that. I just need a little fucking air before I sign away the two most important people in my life!" He exclaimed before he yanked the door closed behind him.

She stood there and listened to his footsteps disappear down the stairs of their apartment building.

It was only then, when she was sure he was gone, that she allowed the tears that had pooled in her brown eyes to spill over onto her cheeks.

FIRST CHAPTER COMPLETE.

A/N: Next chapter will be a very similar version to Chapter 2 of Love Looking for Words. I may have to alter it slightly, haven't decided yet, but Jesse will appear in that chapter.