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A/N: I had this Finchel story in my head and then started it and it was awaiting and as I am writing 2 stories at the moment that I haven't updated yet, so I published this- hope you like it : )

Chapter 1: Life Isn't Easy

Rachel's Life

'Just a small town girl, livin' in a lonely world'

"So send my mother something for her birthday and make sure for the engagement party I am not sitting next to that singer kid that I hate… no don't complain, DO IT!" Jesse paced up and down the path, his hands waving around in the air.

Rachel sat on a deck chair watching her fiancé pacing in front of her, she pulled her sunglasses onto the top off her head and looked around the beautiful landscape of the Beverly Hills Hotel, she glanced up again at Jesse, who was pacing over and over again, getting dangerously close to the outside whirlpool, the celebs whispering behind his back.

Rachel Barbra Berry had always wanted a flashy life, living in Beverly Hills and hanging around with the local celebrities, but she wanted it so she was the one that got it for herself, though her life was fine now, sometimes she wished late at night that her life could go back to normal, she wished that Jesse had never saw her in that play she did, never heard her sing and never asked her to marry her, she wished that she could have lunch with her dads every Saturday like she used to in Ohio, and she wished that she, Tina and Brittany could go out every night, but her everyday life traditions were a long lost dream now, one she had every night, she knew she couldn't go out to a night club now, the paparazzi would find her, and her reputation would disappear, she knew she couldn't see her dads anymore because of Jesse, it wasn't that he disliked gays, it just was that he hated any guy that went near here, she was never allowed out of his sight.

Rachel shook her head, pulling her glasses back down her face and leaning back, but sat up quickly as she heard Jesse scream, whipping her glasses off as he landed in the whirlpool, laughing loudly as he screamed about his hair.

Jesse jumped out of the pool and stormed through the open doors of their Deluxe Suite, Rachel grabbed her towel and followed after him, smiling at her laughing neighbors as she went.

"THEM JERKS" Jesse shouted, rushing into the closet as Rachel shut the doors.

"Jesse, it wasn't their fault" Rachel said, walking to him and placing a hand on his shoulder, which he shrugged off with his wet jacket.

"Oh please, I saw how that guy was checking you out, from now on you are not to go out there at all ok" he commanded, removing his clothes and pulling on his suit.

"What, you are going to ban me from going out side?" She asked, glaring as he buttoned up his shirt.

"Yes, now I have a meeting in 5 so I want you to stay here" he told her, checking the time on Rachel alarm clock, leaving the room as he tied his tie, leaving Rachel to glare at his back.

"The Coast Starnight will be back in LA tonight, returning from King Street Station in Seattle, Washington and coming to Union Station in Los Angeles, this train is only boarding at night, leaving at exactly 12pm sharp ,people have-"

Rachel's head snapped up as she heard the news reporter mention the Coast Starnight, suddenly remembering her friends would be boarding that train, she quickly rushed to the closet, grabbing a shirt and pulling it on, rushing out the door to wear Jesse stood, chatting on his Blackberry, she mentioned for him to hang up, to which he agreed to after a few minutes.

"What' he snapped at her, walking past her and into the kitchen, opening the fridge and pulling himself out a piece of celery.

"Why do you eat that?" she asked, going off subject.

"I am on a diet, not all of us can be fat like you' he said, pointing the celery to her flat belly, which she self-consciously wrapped her arms, but removed when her mind went out to the main point.

"Can I go out tonight?" she asked, feeling all too well like a teenager asking her father, which honestly did creep her out.

"Where are you going?' he snapped, his eyes strict.

"Round Brittany's, she going to Seattle soon and I want to see her off" she told him, knowing honesty was the only way she was going to get her way.

"Fine, but only if you do not leave her apartment and come straight back here!" he ordered, Rachel smiling as she was granted permission, she kissed him and ran to her room to call her friends, but secretly wishing she could go outside, one thing she wasn't allowed to do anymore.

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'Just a city boy, born and raised in south Detroit'

"Finn Hudson would you tend to your daughter!" Quinn called out to her husband, her blonde hair tied into a messy bun as she balanced her son on her hip, shoving Finn awake with her foot as she feed the boy.

Finn groaned and slumped off of the coach, slowly walking across the room of the cheap hotel they lived in, grabbing his daughter out of her crib, silencing her piercing screams and carrying her to the kitchen, placing her in the highchair and making his way over to the fridge, but was stopped as a blonde 5 year old girl stood in front of him, holding up a picture labeled 'My Family'

"Look Daddy' she said, smiling as she shoved the picture into her father's hands.

"That's great Beth but I have to look after Katie now and-"Finn stared but was cut off as the girl started to cry.

"The twins get everything" she cried, slamming the picture onto the floor and running into the one room they shared.

Quinn had gotten pregnant with Beth in high school, where they were both expelled for disobeying the rules of the Anbaly that the girl school would not interact with the boy's school, they moved from New York to LA when they were 20, and in one year they were married with three children. Their family wasn't rich, and it was hard living in LA with little money, Quinn was unemployed, and stayed with the kids all day, Finn was a chef, and best friends with his sues-chef Sam Evans, he didn't earn much, and was always arriving home late, and every night he must babysit the children as Quinn went out with Mercedes, that happened every day and night, and Finn always wondered what would have happened if he didn't get Quinn pregnant (he never went near a hot tub after that), he offered to come to LA because he wanted to be famous, but he ended up far from that, poor, with three children and a horrible social life and depressed wife, it was torture.

Finn sighed then bent down to pick up the paper, shoving it into his pocket as he opened the empty fridge, grabbing a bottle then handing it to the 3 year old in the high chair then rushing to open the door, which had knocked earlier.

"Hey Finn, got some steaks from the restaurant for your family and some beers for you, also wondering if you can come out tonight" Sam said, rushing through the door, pushing a full bag into Finns arms and walking deeper into the room to kiss Quinn on the cheek.

"No he cannot' she told Sam, answering Sam's question, handing her son to Sam and rushing to pick up Katie.

"Why not?" Sam asked, bouncing the boy on his hip, ruffling his blonde hair.

"Because I'm going out with Mercedes tonight' Quinn said, placing Katie into her crib.

"What? You go out every night!' Sam defended Finn, who had slumped back onto the sofa.

Quinn glared at him, placing her hands on her hips and shaking her head, her face stern as she tried to persuade him NO.

"Come on, just me, Finn and Mike, and I'll promise that next time I get a day off from the restaurant I'll babysit Beth, Katie and Sam" he told Quinn, whose face softened and she nodded, agreeing, knowing Sam would keep his promise and knowing she and Finn would be able to have a day to themselves.

"Fine" she said rolling her eyes and taking Sam from Sam, placing him in the crib with his twin.

"But come home, don't get lost, and don't get drunk' she told them, suddenly rushing around the house tidying, Sam smiled widely at Finn, high fiving as he walked out the door, telling him to meet him at the bar at 6.

Finn shut the door behind him, turning around to face his home, he sighed again, wondering if Quinn would nag him if he got a little bit drunk.

Did you like it? I know the characters are a bit (a lot) OOC, so…

Anyway, I will update my Quam story soon and this if you review : )- some more characters will come in as the story goes on, hope you read it all.

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