A/N: You can blame the economy for the fact that I have so much free time this summer, my hours at work being cut to hell combined with having no money to go out has given me lots of time to write fanfic. Enjoy it now, come this fall I'll be back in school working my ass off to get out of this crappy situation of mine. About the story, I know that Finn as Rachel's bodyguard has been done before (a lot), but hopefully not quite like this. And while we're on the subject of stealing ideas this also promises to be quite different from City of Fallen Angels, my last glee clubber as a superstar who falls for the help story, I've had this idea for awhile and I really hope you like it. As for The Day The Music Died, I should have another chapter posted either today or tomorrow, I just tend to get bored working on one story at a time these days.

She was fantastic that night, granted she was always fantastic, but if it were possible she was even better than usual, in spite of how noticeably tired and frustrated she'd been backstage. The way she sang with so much passion and nearly set the piano on fire with her skillful playing brought tears to his eyes. Watching her always made his heart beat a little harder but this was different somehow. It was like the audience of thousands didn't even exist, like she was playing just for him.

It wasn't the delusional wishful thinking of a starstruck employee, He and Rachel had been going strong for the past three months. He hadn't meant for it to happen, he knew the moment they kissed for the first time how wrong it was, and how much trouble they could both get into if they were caught. Fraternization was strictly against the rules, he was hired to protect Rachel, nothing more, but he couldn't help himself around her.

It wasn't just that she was beautiful and famous, she was so much more than that, she was his best friend, he could talk to her about anything and she talked to him about everything, and she was smart, so much smarter than anyone gave her credit for, and behind her well-documented diva persona was the kindest heart that she never failed to let him into, and above all she just had this infectious way about her, something that shone from the inside and got right under his skin and stayed there.

So on one none to special night after she played Austin and she was so beat that he practically had to carry her to her tour bus, she kissed him, just once, out of the blue. It was then, at that very moment that he knew he was in love with her, hopelessly, passionately, madly in love with her. Even if he sometimes had his doubts that she felt the same way, why would she? He had nothing to offer her. He didn't have the kind of money that she was used to, he wasn't famous, he wasn't exactly a genius, he was handsome enough he supposed, but Rachel was a goddess and he was a mere mortal, yet she chose him, she trusted him, sometimes he even got the feeling that she loved him too. And if the wrong person found out then he was a dead man.

"I am so glad today is finally over," Rachel said, trying to keep her happy face on for as long as it took to get through the crowd after having finished her set.

"You were so amazing," Finn said, resisting the urge to hug her in public. "I don't understand how you do it It's like you're not even human or something," He continued, leading her towards the car as she greeted her fans and signed autographs

"Years and years of practice," she said as humbly as she could manage.

"No that's more than practice," Finn said. "Okay everybody try to keep a safe distance!" he barked as they began to swarm her a bit.

"Miss Berry, might I just say how beautiful you both looked and sounded this evening," said a bespectacled, ginger haired young man that she had become rather familiar with in the passing years.

"Thank, you you're very kind," she said quickly as she and Finn made their way to the car.

"Wasn't that guy in Denver?" Finn whispered to her.

"And St. Louis, just keep walking."

"Ms. Berry can I please have an article of your clothing for my collection?" he called after her as they continued to move through the crowd.

"Okay, you're going to have to back off buddy," Finn said sternly, blocking her as the limo pulled up.

Before he could protest they ducked into the limo, and as soon as the driver could close the door she pounced on Finn. Capturing his lips in hers and closing the partition with her pointy heel before the driver could get around to the other side.

"Ms. Berry, wait." Finn said gently pushing her off.

"Please don't call me that," she said. "It's so creepy."

"I'm sorry but I told you we can't do this here."

"Why? Nobody can see us," she said, pulling him by the lapels and attacking his lips with hers again.

"Yeah, I know," he mumbled into her mouth. "But I'm still on duty."

"But I want you now," she pouted, breaking the kiss. "I've been doing interviews and signings without a moment to myself all week, I've earned it."

"I want you too, like crazy," he said, his gaze practically burning into her.

"Then have me," she whispered, climbing onto him and planting soft kisses on his neck.

"Ms. Berry…" he moaned, trying and failing to keep it together.

"Rachel," she insisted.

"Rachel, I told you, not while I'm on duty, I just feel weird about the fact that I'm getting paid to grope you in the back of a limo." He said under his breath.

"Well from now on consider this a part of your job, touch me Finn," she said, grabbing his large hand in hers and placing it on her small, round breast.

"Fuck it," Finn said pulling her into his arms and kissing her with abandon, plunging his tongue into her willing mouth and running his hands up and down the expanse of her slender body.

"The hotel's fifteen minutes from here, do you think we can sneak one in?" She whispered sultrily into his ear.

"What's gotten into you?" he said, kissing her softly.

"I don't know, you just do strange things to me," she said, reaching for his belt buckle and sighing softly into his mouth.

"Wait, Rachel I need to talk to you about something," he said, sitting up.

"The one time I don't feel like talking that's all you want to do," she said, crossing her arms.

"Look, Rachel this thing that were doing, what is this exactly?"

Her face went serious at that point, "What do you mean? You're not breaking up with me are you?"

"No, no of course not, I love… being with you," he said, stopping himself.

"Than what's wrong, you seem weird tonight."

"Well, I'm crazy about you, and sometimes I think you're crazy about me too. But other times, I don't know, I feel like you're in this for the excitement of breaking the rules and not, you know because you…"

"Because I love you too?" Rachel said.

"Well, yeah, not that I love you or anything I mean I never said it," he rambled. "Did I say it? Because I thought I covered that up pretty well."

"Finn, I do love you."

"Thank god because I totally love you too," he said closing the distance between them once again.

"Now will you please have sex with me?" she said as their lips parted. "It's weird that I have to ask more than once."

"Sure, no problem," he said unbuckling his belt and pulling his pants down as she pulled her panties off from under her skirt.

"Thank you Finn, I know how seriously you take your job but you have no idea how much I need this," she said as he lowered his body onto hers. "This has literally been the worst day of my life."

"You wouldn't know that by the way you sang," he said as he entered her.

"I was thinking of you," she said, wrapping her legs around his hips and digging her stilettos into his bare ass as he glided in and out of her, trying not to knock over the ice bucket with his freakishly long legs. "I swear it was the only thing that kept me from breaking down up there, some days are just so overwhelming. Oh yeah, that's good, don't stop Finn," She moaned.

"I'm sorry you had a bad day," he panted as he continued to thrust into her. "Oh god this feels awesome, oh man," he sighed, burying his face in her neck. "How much time do we have?"

She checked her watch behind his head. "Eight minutes," she said. "Come on Finn keep going, oh yes, harder."

"Oh shit," he said as the limo stopped at the light and they rolled onto the floor still intertwined.

"Sorry Finn said," glancing at the fallen ice bucket.

"It's okay just leave it," she said lowering her body onto his and planting a long kiss on his lips as she rode him.

"You don't think he can hear us do you?" Finn said breaking the kiss and turning his gaze toward the partition.

"No, it's soundproof," Rachel said.

"Are you sure?"

"Oh yes! Forbidden sex with my bodyguard is so amazing!" she yelled at the top of her lungs.

"Shh, Okay, you made your point," he chuckled.

"Oh no!" Rachel squealed as the car stopped at another light and they rolled over again placing Finn back on top.

"This is awesome, it's like I'm doing it in a tilt-a-whirl," Finn said. And at that he smashed his lips into hers and pounded into her harder and harder and she met his thrusts and twisted her fingers into his hair.

After a few more minuted they began to come, their breathing becoming more labored and their bodies trembling and aching with pleasure.

"I'm coming, are you going to come with me?" she whispered.

"Yeah," he panted. "I love you… so, so much."

"I love you too. Oh, oh god there it is!" she exclaimed as they caved in on each other, breathless and shaking.

"Thank you."

"It's nothing," He joked, still out of breath. "Just doing my job."