Disclaimer: If I owned Glee, would there be any need for me to be writing angry fanfictions in protest?

Warning: FINCHEL FANS DON'T READ…unless you want reality to slap you across the face.

This is basically my vision of Rachel and Finn's life together if they happened to get married. It's only one moment in their lives, but it's something that, as Jesse puts it, is an "inevitability". This'll be a one-shot for now. I was tempted to put this under Rachel and Finn, but only St. Berry fans would truly understand me. I'm currently beginning a second one-shot for "Showmance" and am trying to come up with ideas for the next chapter to "Hello Again". FOr those who don't know, theyre my other St. Berry stories. Check 'em out. For fans of those stories, I'm sorry for the long wait.

This'll be a one-shot for now. Unless I feel like writing more depressing scenes about the reality of Finn and Rachel…

Rrrriiiiiiiinnngggg!

A phone chimes from somewhere within the Hudsons' suburban home. Rachel glances at the digital clock on the mantel, confirming her suspicions about the call. Jumping up from the couch, her insides buzz with excitement as she charges towards the kitchen. "This is it, Finn!" she cries.

Her husband merely nods, keeping his eyes trained on the television set.

Within seconds, Rachel returns to the living room, screaming, "I got the part! I'm Fanny! I got into Funny Girl, Finn!"

He stares at her for a moment, partly pissed that she's blocking the view of the Lakers game. "What?" he asks dumbly.

"I got the part of Fanny Brice. She's the lead in Funny Girl!" He continues to stare at her blankly. "It's a Broadway show, Finn!"

"Oh, so you're performing it at the Lima Theatre? That's great, babe. Can you move away from the TV? You're blocking my view." He doesn't even notice his wife's smile turning into a frown.

"No, I'm not performing it at the Lima Theatre. I'm performing it on Broadway. Remember last month when I flew to NYC to audition? Finn! We spent our wedding anniversary there!"

"Oh, uh, of course I remember, Rach. It was fun. We saw that play…the one about the green girl," Finn responds, one eye trained on Rachel and the other on the television.

"Don't you dare refer to the masterpiece that is Wicked as the play "about the green girl". Why aren't you more happy for me? We finally get to move out of Ohio!"

"I am happy. It's just that my pharmacy is finally taking off. To just pick up and leave now would be crazy." Finn shrugs, giving his wife a half-smile. "Besides, the Lima Theatre Guild would miss you."

"It's my dream to perform on Broadway, Finn. Are you saying you don't want me to go?"

"I, uh, SCORE! YES! LAKERS WIN!" Finn shouts as Rachel angrily grabs the remote out of his hand. "Hey, what- Rach, don't shut if off! I want to watch the replay!"

"Finn! We're talking about more important things. Unless you find a stupid basketball game more important than me," she snaps.

"I'm sorry," he replies softly, moving over to make room for Rachel on the couch. "I just don't see what there is to talk about."

"What do you mean? I just got offered a leading role in a Broadway musical. There are tons of things to talk about. When we're making the move, when you're going to sell the pharmacy, how you're going to find a new job…"

"Wait, what? Sell the business? Find a new job? Rachel, when you told me you were trying out for Happy Girl-"

"Funny Girl."

"Funny Girl," he corrects, "I didn't think you were serious about actually taking a role. I mean, look at the life we built for ourselves here in Lima." He motions to their shabby suburbanite house. "And once the pharmacy gains enough money, we'll be able to have a kid. We'll be able to raise him-"

"Oh her," Rachel interrupts.

"Sure, we'll be able to raise him or her in the same area where we grew up. He or she could attend the same high school as us, maybe join the Glee club, or maybe become the star quarterback of the football team…" Finns eyes begin to gleam, "then get offered a scholarship to college where they become the first draft pick of the NFL." He smiles widely at Rachel. "Isn't that what you've always wanted?"

"I don't know, Finn," she hesitates.

"Rachel, this is where we're meant to raise a family. This is where we belong. We aren't meant to live in some dirty, overcrowded city with muggers around every corner. Besides, we wouldn't even be able to keep in contact with my parents or your parents. The distance would be too large."

"We could always call them, and travel back to Ohio for holidays," Rachel whispers, playing with her fingers. She can't come to terms with the fact that her husband doesn't want her to chase after her dreams. She shouldn't be very surprised, though. Even in high school Rachel knew Finn would never follow her to New York. But now that they're married, there's no way she could possibly leave his side. And there's always the Lima Theatre Guild….

"So you won't take the part?" Finn asks her softly.

Rachel sighs. "I guess not."

"You're amazing, you know that? Now would you turn back on the TV? There's a Giants game I need to catch…"

Later that night, while Finn's sound asleep, Rachel pulls out her laptop and logs onto Facebook. She hasn't been on in months, but she's curious to see if any of her high school friends still post. It turns out they do. She scrolls through their posts, and she can't believe what she reads.

Noah Puckerman: Been in NYC for a whole month now- its effing amazing! New Yorkers love The Kosher Café! To think that I wouldn't have even opened a restaurant in the first place if it weren't for the help of my lovely fiancée, Quinn Fabray=)

Mercedes Jones: Love working as a make-up artist in LA! Going out to dinner with friend Artie Abrams tomorrow!

Santana Lopez: In Italy for a whole month! Screw Americans, they have no taste in music. Europeans get my vibe ;)

Kurt Hummel: Just got picked as a contestant for the next season of Project Runway! It's about time the world gets a little taste of me.

Artie Abrams: Being a director's assistant isn't as bad as it sounds…I get to meet a bunch of hot leading ladies ;) LA girls are smoking!

Brittany Pierce: Moving to Vegas tomo…gonna start working as a Brittany Spears impersonator.

Quinn Fabray: Congrats, Noah Puckerman! I knew the world would love your cooking. I certainly do =) I start working as an intern for NBC News tomorrow! Wish me luck!

Rachel can feel tears forming in her eyes. How is it that all of her old friends are so successful, and yet she's still stuck in Ohio? Well, she could be successful, too, if it wasn't for Finn…As she continues to scroll through old posts, a particular name catches her eye.

Jesse St. James: Score! Gonna be playing Fiyero in Wicked for the next three months. It's times like these I wish I had a girlfriend…

She closes her laptop and lays down in bed, preparing for another day in dreary Ohio. Memories of Jesse St. James flash through her mind, and only one thought forms clearly: They could've had it all.

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