It is written in the stars!

Do you believe that when you meet your soul mate it is a spontaneous thing …? Or maybe it has been planned and set in place by a higher power, for some it will be an easy path to love … but for others the road to true love will be more like a zigzag trip through a maze. But all good things come to those who wait and eventually when you might least expect it, real pure lasting love will find you, and your life will never be the same.

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An AU- Glee fan fiction: slightly OOC Finn Hudson and Rachel Berry, with appearances by other glee clubbers

Fantasy/drama- romance, T rating,

I own nothing but the plot and OC characters, any music and songs used/mentioned belong to their rightful owners, all mistakes are mine.

A/N: Hi and welcome to my newest story, I hope you enjoy it, a big, big thankyou to every single person who read my last story, your support is always very much appreciated.

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Chapter -1-

1994

In room 768-5628-3, of the soul mate distribution centre, the two clerks in charge of matching babies to their eventual life partners, are arguing passionately in between cross matching their lists about the newest assignments that have they have been given. The older and more experienced of the two whose name is Percy, was trying to get his very much younger less experienced colleague Ruben, to understand the intricacies of matching newborn babies with their soul mates.

"But Percy, they should have the same interests, and want to have the similar sort of career once they're grown, take for example this baby boy Um…, where is his file…er um, ah yes here it is number 115 - Finnegan Christopher Hudson, the son of a soldier and a nurse, good solid reliable hard working people. He is supposed to join a football team and become the popular captain and quarterback and the boy every girl will want to date and who every boy will want to be like, so it makes sense to match him with number… er, um…, 304 Lucy Quinn Fabray. She is a cheerleader in the making, blonde, green eyed and bound to be the most popular girl in school. Her parents are wealthy and give her every opportunity. Or this one number… 1201 Santana Lopez, another cheerleader in the making and a dark haired Latina beauty, they would make a perfect match."

A deep sigh leaves his lips before Percy's tired voice is ignored by his assistant, "Ruben that makes no difference, when will you underst…" his words are cut off midsentence.

Then we have number er… 298 – Rachel Barbra Berry, the daughter via surrogate of two gay men I mean just look at it Percy, the men are completely different, one is of short stature and Jewish who obviously passed some facial features down through the gene pool, and the other is a very tall African American, they both spend their free time watching and listening to, classic Broadway musicals, and enjoy the finer and more cultured aspects of life and I must admit they are very talented gentlemen, also wealthy and able to afford to send their daughter to all manner of dance and singing lessons, and the surrogate has a history of theatre and singing and is currently on the stage herself so will have more than likely passed that talent on to the girl as well. If she should choose to follow in her Fathers footsteps later on as a lawyer, she already shows the determination to succeed in anything. She should be matched with somebody like Um… where is it…, oh yes here it is. This boy number, erm… 263 Jessie St James, sounds a bit pretentious, but from what is written he is set to follow a musical career and lead his high school show choir team to 4 national championships. Or this one number er…203 Brody Weston, another one destined for the bright lights of the stage, either one would be the perfect counterpart for Rachel Berry...

"RUBEN!" a frustrated Percy, tersely interrupts his rambling assistant. "Just because two people have the same interests it doesn't always mean they are meant to be together, have you never heard the old saying 'that opposites attract', hmm?" he lets out a puff of air before taking a deep breath, and as he does he runs his age twisted fingers through his snow white waist length beard. In a composed clarifying tone of voice as though he is conversing with a child he begins his explanation "The reason we study each baby so intently Ruben, is so that when we match them to their eventual life partners and true soul mates, we know we have matched them, not on what they have in common but what is different and how they help each other to be better people and achieve their dreams and bring out the best in each other by supporting, listening and being best friends, understanding, knowing and accepting the real person inside and not the image society expects them to portray." As Percy takes a deep breath and looks at his junior assistant hoping he now understands the reasoning behind the decisions.

"Well, Percy, I still think you are wrong my choices should be carefully considered, and I am not backing down, and if I have to I will go over your head." With that parting shot he gathers his belongings and rushes out the door his light brown junior clerk robes swishing around his ankles. Poor Percy slumps tiredly into his comfy wing back chair causing a cloud of dust to explode into the air, and ponders the future of the soul mate distribution centre that has been his domain not to mention his pride and joy for the last 95 years, he thinks to himself that in the time he has been in charge he has had a 90% success rate. If babies aren't matched correctly it makes it so much harder for them to find their ONE, and causes a lot of unnecessary hurt and drama down the track. Percy could see Ruben's point of view but knew this time he was so very wrong with the choices he was trying to set in order for the Hudson and Berry babies.

Ruben argued his decision for two days and was adamant that the babies should be with the soul mates he had chosen, and that they were the right ones, all the while he was thinking of a way to make sure his choices were written in the files and he could override Percy's opinion. His prayers were answered one Monday when after arriving at the office he finds a note on his desk from the boss, letting him know that Percy wouldn't be in to work for a week or so due to a freak accident of tripping over his cat causing him to badly sprain his ankle and bump his head, so he was to take charge of all the current assignments he and Percy had been working on.

A loud shout of YES, YES, YES was heard from behind the closed door of room 768-5628-3, that Monday morning, and as Ruben signed off with a an exaggerated flourish of his peacock feather pen dipped in his favourite green ink, on the paperwork setting in motion the future for Finn Christopher Hudson and Rachel Barbra Berry, totally and blissfully ignorant of the trouble and upset he was unleashing for the two innocent babies…

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Day one of first grade, September 2000 (Rachel Barbra Berry)

"Daddy, can I wear my new pink dress with the big gold star on the front please? I want to look very smart for my first day of school, and I'm sure I will find lots of other kids with musical talents and aspirations like me."

"Of course darling that dress is a lovely choice, you will look extra cute, but I'm just wondering where the last 6 years have gone. You know I remember clearly the day Papa and I brought you home from the hospital, it was snowing and so very cold, but you were snuggled into your little pink bunny rug with a tiny pink cap on your head." Tears start to form in Hiram Berry's eyes as his mind goes back to the arrival of his and Leroy's tiny bundle.

"Do you remember poppet when we would take you for a walk in your pram and sit in the park and watch the trees blowing in the wind and listen to the birds, you would make this cute musical little noise that sounded like a crystal bell tinkling, Papa and I would always say it was as though you were trying to sing but as you were too young and not even talking yet."

Little giggles come from the tiny big brown eyed, brunette girl standing infront of the mirror on her closet door, as she bends down to adjust her white knee socks." Oh Daddy, you are so silly, of course I couldn't talk yet I was just a baby, but now I'm all grown up I'm nearly 6 you know! Oh! I'm so excited to start school. Come on Daddy we must hurry so we aren't late, can you braid my hair please and make sure there are no bits sticking out like when Papa does it." Rachel excitedly claps her tiny hands together and bounces over to her dressing table, climbing onto the chair and handing her Daddy her hairbrush and the special hair ties with the bright gold star attached.

Through his chuckles Hiram, proceeds to do as instructed, his job made just that little bit harder because his daughter kept moving her head, obviously making sure there were no 'bumpy bits'.

"I know baby girl you are practically an old woman my, my, a whole 6 years old what ever will Papa and I do with such a grown up lady in the house? I was talking to Mrs Puckerman at the market yesterday and she said her Noah was starting school as well, so at least you will have a friend to talk to."

"Ugh! Noah is a gross boy Daddy; all he ever talks about is playing video games. Do you know he spent the whole story time last week at kids group, rambling on about how 'totally awesome' super Mario brothers are, and how all girls' have cooties, whatever they are?"

A short while later after checking everything she needed was packed carefully into her brand new backpack with a rainbow colored unicorn picture on the front pocket Rachel and Hiram begin the 10 minute walk to Lima elementary school. Rachel was more like bouncing along on the balls of her feet her beautiful voice singing her favourite songs from the Lion King movie her daddies had recently taken her to see at the Lima cinema.

Day one of first grade, September 2000 (Finn Christopher Hudson)

"Finny, time to get up honey and get ready for school, I've made your favourite pancakes and scrambled egg for breakfast" Carole Hudson shakes the lump that is her son under his star wars sheets and comforter, smiling at the moan and the sleepy " Aw Mooomm" escaping the depths of the bed. Before turning to the dresser and pulling out a pair of dark blue jeans, hooded zip up jacket, underpants and socks, pausing for a minute once she opens the T-shirt drawer, "Finn honey what t-shirt do you want to wear, bumblebee, star wars or a plain blue one?"

"Bumblebee, pwease Momma, 'cause he's my favrit."

A soft laugh leaves Carole's lips as Finn throws back his bedding and rushes past her to the bathroom in the hall "Alright baby, hurry up and get dressed and come and eat your breakfast while it's still warm, I packed your favourite lunch treat as well." as she makes her way back to her compact but inviting kitchen, she wonders where the time has gone. It hardly seems like any time has past since her precious Finn was born but so much has happened she lost her wonderful loving husband after a vicious attack on his army unit when their son was only 6 months old, Chris had only seen his son twice leaving Carole a widow and single mother trying to do her best to keep a roof over her's and Finn's heads and food on the table, she was so thankful that Finn was growing up to be a loving caring boy who didn't complain that his clothes came from goodwill or that he couldn't have the latest bike or video game or holiday to Disneyland that he was always hearing the kids at kindergarten going on about. She and Finn were very close and he did his best to help her with things like the yard work and such, and if she was having a bad day all she needed to fell better was seeing her baby and him giving her one of his dimpled smiles.

When they arrived at her classroom, Rachel immediately zeroed in on the older woman who she assumed was the teacher standing by the bank of brightly colored boxes stacked three high, all with a different colored shape sticker stuck on the outside edge, talking to a dark haired lady dressed in a denim jacket and jeans that had a star patch on one back pocket and an apple on the other. The boy next to her caught Rachel's attention straight away, he was slightly taller than her own self, with a mop of light brown hair, a transformers back pack on his thin shoulders, one hand grasped tightly onto his mothers hand and his other one rubbing the back of his neck, in a nervous manner. His eyes darting all around the room with a worried look, his tongue poking out through the gap in his top teeth, the instant his light brown eyes made contact with Rachel's dark ones, they suddenly changed from worried to something Rachel couldn't decipher. But she gave him a beaming smile which in turn made him do the same and show off the cute dimples in his cheeks. Rachel thought she had never seen a cuter boy before in her life and wondered what the wiggly feeling in her tummy was all about.

"It is lovely to meet you Mrs Woodson, I'm sure my Finn will have a wonderful time, won't you sweetheart?" the boy just nods at his mother's question eyes still focused on the tiny, pretty, dark haired girl across the room, wondering what the weird feeling in his tummy was, it felt like a pile of grass hoppers where jumping around inside.

Mrs Woodson bends down slightly to Finn's level and says gently "Well why don't you pick a box for your backpack and then you can put this name tag on it so everyone knows that it is your box for your backpack and anything thing else, like your coat or rain boots, or items for show and tell. Then maybe you might like to show your Mom the blocks or play dough table for a little while until class begins hmm?"

Little Finn tears his eyes away from the girl and looks up at the teacher and reaches out to take the sticker that has his name printed in bright red letters and the picture of a drum and two red drumsticks on it. He gives him mom an inquiring look before she gently nudges him towards the wall of colored boxes. He chooses a yellow box with a brown oval shape on it. Concentrating very hard to get his name sticker exactly in the middle of the football shaped sticker he presses his name tag on. As he pushes his backpack in, he notices that his box is next to a pink one with a yellow star sticker on it.

"Good morning I'm Mrs Woodson let me guess you are Rachel and this is your Daddy…"

"Yes Good morning I'm Hiram Berry and this is our Rachel, my husband Leroy wanted to be here as well, but unfortunately he was called away on business."

"Hello Mrs Woodson, can I pick my own box for my back pack please? Because I can see a pink one with a star that is empty and just in case you didn't know pink and stars are my all time favourite things."

A surprised burst of laughter at the little girl's eloquence has her answering "Oh, of course Rachel, just one minute and I'll give you your name sticker so everyone will know which box is yours ok."

As she peels off the sticker with Rachel's name in bright pink letters along side a gold star, the smile on Rachel's face is such a beaming one she can't help but smile as well.

"Thankyou so much Mrs Woodson, Daddy you stay and talk for a little bit while I'll put my backpack away then we can have a look around until you have to leave OK?"

Hiram and Mrs Woodson just smile at the way Rachel skips across the room and firstly slides her bag into the pink box and very neatly places her name tag on her yellow star noticing that the box next to her's is occupied with a transformers bag and has a sticker declaring it belongs to Finn. Smiling to herself and knowing that the boy she noticed when she and Daddy arrived must be this Finn.

After about 15 minutes it was time for class to begin and the parents had to leave, Rachel gave her daddy a tight cuddle and a kiss on his cheek and told him that school finished at 3:pm and she would be waiting by the classroom door for him. Finn gave his mom a big hug as she whispered in his ear to have a good day and that she loved him and would be back to collect him at 3 o'clock when school was finished. Some children though were not overly enthusiastic about being at school one little bit, like Noah Puckerman bursting into tears the minute his mom tried to leave the room, a couple of others tried to follow their mothers but when Mrs Woodson shut the classroom door and asked everyone to please sit on the mat, they just took off into a corner and wouldn't speak to anyone. Rachel however just went to sit on the mat infront of the white board, making sure her legs were crossed and her back was straight, next to the boy she was watching earlier, and immediately introduced her self by sticking out her tiny hand and saying in a soft voice,

"Hello my name is Rachel Berry, what's yours?"

"Oh um hi, yeah I'm Finn Hudson." Finn nervously takes the offered hand and straight away gets that funny wiggly feeling in his tummy again.

"It is very nice to meet you Finn, I hope we can be friends, do you like to sing…?"

But before she can finish her questions Mrs Woodson has corralled the other kids and has everyone sitting in a big circle infront of her talking about what they are going to be doing now that they were in 'big school'.

Finn and Rachel were listening intently; to the teacher's instructions not even realising that their hands were still clasped together from before when they shook hands, just resting on the floor between them.

The rest of the day went ok; happy to be sat at the same desk Rachel and Finn sat together during recess and lunch as well and shared their snacks. Just chatting about all sorts of things and becoming fast friends.

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