A/N: I don't like long author's notes, so I'll keep it short. This is my first FanFic ever! I really hope you all enjoy this! Reviews would mean the world to me! Read on!

Chapter 1: Before It Happened

"C'mon, you just got here."

"I have to go, Finn. They'll start to worry."

"Five more minutes," he pleaded.

"Ugh, you're so convincing," she said with a smile playing at the corner of her lips. Rachel leaned in and pressed her lips to his. The kiss was slow, but it was building. It was in these small, stolen moments that she truly believed Finn loved her as much as he said he did. Finn relished in his small victory and kissed her through his smile.

"Now I really have to go," she gently teased.

"Fine. Am I at least allowed to drive you home?"

"Well I suppose it would be rude if I refused, now wouldn't it?" she said poking him in the ribs gently. Finn smiled at her and intertwined his fingers with hers. He opened the passenger side door for her and gently helped her in. He then proceeded to get in the drivers side. The drive home was quiet in peaceful. It was about mid-december. The weather was unreal. It was far below freezing almost twenty four hours a day. As he pulled into her driveway he started to open his car door.

"Don't," she chided him gently. "It's fine, I can walk myself in..." Before saying her goodbye, they stared into each other's eyes for a gentle moment. They both knew it was silly to be so distraught over a goodbye, they would see each other within a few hours, but they couldn't help it. A moment apart was a moment too many. Rachel was the first to break the silence.

"I love you," she told him honestly. Finn leaned forward and pressed his lips to her forehead.

"I love you so much more than you know." He said with a smile. Rachel then reluctantly tore her eyes away from Finn's. "Bye," she whispered softly. Finn watched her until she had shut the door tight behind her. He stayed for a moment more before he pulled out and started the drive home.

Once Rachel was inside, she gently removed her cardigan and placed it on the coat hanger. Smiling to herself, she turned the corner and fumbled along the wall in search of the light switch. Before she found it, a hard, rough hand covered her mouth. She felt a cold, hard gun barrel press into her temple.

"Don't. Move." He whispered harshly. His hand was replaced by a damp cloth over her mouth.

Then everything went black.