"Rachel," Rachel turns her head from where she's looking out at the tiny town of Lima passing her by from her passenger side window. She's met with the sparkling blue eyes of her husband. For a moment she feels completely breathless and she wonders how after thirteen years of marriage he still makes her go weak in the knees with every glance.
"Thank you for tonight, it was the best birthday ever! I love you so much." Jason thanks her for the millionth time that night, and she feels a swell of pride for being able to bring him as much joy and pleasure as he brings her. Rachel smiles and replies
"I love you too." The stoplight turns green, and she's about to turn back to her window when she sees the bright lights coming too fast, and before she can even scream she watches as her husband is crushed and then she hears a sickening crack as her head bangs against something hard and her world goes dark.
Rachel Saunders wakes up in a cold sweat and her husbands name on her lips. She hopes, just like every night before, that it really was just a nightmare and when she looks to her left her husband will be there, sound asleep where he's supposed to be. She tentatively looks to the left side of the bed, but it is just as empty as it has been for the past 365 days. She doesn't cry though, her heart clenches and she feels pain course through her. Her body hurts in places that she didn't even know existed, but she does not cry. She knows the walls in this now too large house are thin and her children do not need to see that she's weak. They need to know that she's there to comfort them when they need her, and she knows that when she wakes up in a few hours to start her day, they will need her more then ever.
Rachel wakes up a few hours later at six o'clock, ready to start her day. She's forgotten all about her dream last night, and after a quick shower she's actually looking forward to the day ahead of her. Today is the first day back to school after a long summer break and Rachel is looking forward to getting back sot her office at William McKinley High School and starting a new year of Glee. She's on her way out of her bedroom, about to head downstairs and start on her annual "back to school" breakfast when her eyes land on a sparkling object peeking out from underneath the bed. She bends to pick the object up, thinking it to be a stray earring, but as she closer inspects the object she realizes that it's her engagement ring. She remembers coming home after the funeral, and going straight up to her room. In a fit of anger and tears she had ripped her engagement ring off and flung it across the room, she wasn't sure what is would accomplish, she just wanted it gone. She had been planning on throwing her wedding ring as well, but after throwing the first one she had crumbled into a ball of hysterics. Rachel can feel her strength crumbling and suddenly she's back in that car, watching as her entire world is ripped apart.
AN: Okay, so this a preview. I love Glee, but I've never done any Glee fan fiction, so this is a first. It's very heavy, but I've just had this idea running around in my head for days and I just couldn't get rid of it! I know it sounds very generic, but I want to throw a big twist in there. At first this twist sounded good, but now I'm not sure if it will be believable. So the twist is that I want her oldest daughter to actually be Noah's daughter because I LOVE Puckelberry, and this is definitely a Noah/Rachel story. My question is this: Is Rachel's daughter being Noah's daughter as well too extreme for such a heavy story? Please review and let me know your thoughts. I know I should decide on my own, but I don't want to waste time writing a story that's bad and nobody enjoys reading.