A/N: Finally my Finchel is back together! I was so happy watching the finale tonight and I knew I wanted to do a longer Finchel fic right away (: This is basically a collection of chapters in the lives of Finchel during their summer before senior year continuing all the way through senior year (maybe beyond?). There's really no particular plot or order, just moments from their relationship I guess you could say! Reviews are always appreciated!

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or any of its characters.

"Was it worth it?" Rachel asked Finn about their unscripted superman kiss at Nationals. Sure, it may have cost them the championship, but Rachel knew they would have another chance to win.

Finn shot her that lopsided grin that still made her stomach flip. "Yeah," he answered decisively. She smiled; she hoped he would say that.

"What about you? Was it worth it for you?" he asked with a hopeful tone. She beamed at him; she couldn't believe this was happening. This was real. She kept thinking that she'd wake up and this will all have been some wonderful dream. The kiss on stage, the dream date, even this moment right now didn't seem real to her.

"Yeah," she said quietly, looking him straight in the eyes. She wanted him to know she meant it. "Because I know in my heart we'll have another shot at Nationals."

And they would. But she didn't know if she would have ever had another chance with Finn. She wanted to be with him again so badly, but she had bigger plans than Lima. She was going to New York for college and if he truly was in this for the long haul he needed to accept that. She took a deep breath.

"You have to know that I'm leaving Finn. I'm going to New York and I'm never coming back."

There. It was all out on the table now and he could do what he wanted with it.

"Graduation is a whole year away. What are your plans 'till then?" he grinned, leaning in to kiss her. Rachel smiled and kissed back, her heart threatening to burst from love. Her plans most definitely included him.

He stroked her hair and she held his hand, rubbing it gently against her face as they broke apart. God she missed him. So, so, so much. This was so right. She was finally back in the arms of her man. She was home.

"Okay, let's go!" she beamed at him, grabbing his hand. He grinned at her.

"Where are we going?"

"Last glee meeting of the year!" she exclaimed, pulling him up. He grinned, wrapping his arm around her shoulder as they left the library. He grabbed her hand as they walked down the hallway and she couldn't help but notice how perfectly they fit.

She loved the stage, she truly did. But her true love was right in front of her in the form of a tall, handsome quarterback. She hoped someday when the time came that she'd never really have to choose between love and her career.

But right now, she chose love.