A/N: This is a story I have been playing around with for a while. I hope you enjoy it. It's very AU. There isn't really a Glee Club that ever happened and Finn dropped out of school before they met, but you'll see all of that in this first chapter. I hope you enjoy seeing this new relationship unfold.

Also, the song this is named after and the song I am referring to in it, is actually a Bonnie Dune song, Haunting. Check it out, if you don't know it. :)

Reviews are soooo appreciated.

Chapter One

Rachel stood in front of her bathroom mirror examining her face, her slightly larger nose, her big brown eyes, her full lips. She thought about her features and how they differed from her husbands'. She looked at the picture that was up of her and Jesse from their wedding two years prior. She examined his face, his eyes, his thick curly hair. Rachel thought of his voice and his height. This made her mind wander to what her kids would look like, what their children would be capable of.

Over the past three months Jesse has been saying that it was time Rachel and him started having children. Rachel had always wanted to have her first child before she was 25, and seeing as she was turning 24 in December, the timing couldn't be more perfect. But Rachel requested that before they do, she and her best friend, Kurt, get to take a trip together to see their favorite band in Los Angeles. Much to her dismay, Kurt had moved out of town one month before the concert had happened, leaving her in a bit of a awkward spot.

Rachel thought about the day she found out Kurt was moving to Florida to work as a paid performer at Disney World. He would be singing and dancing and basically living his dream. She was so proud of him, but he was moving away from her. And something about that made her feel like her life wasn't good enough. Like her husband of two years that she met at a record store wasn't good enough. When they had met five years ago, he seemed so dreamy. He had just gotten back from living in Los Angeles, he serenaded her on their first date and Rachel fell head over heels. He promised to get her out of this town, to take her to New York, Miami and Los Angeles. But after five years, a purchase of a house and the three kittens they had adopted over the years, the furthest they ever went was to Cleveland.

She always knew that they were going slower then she would have liked but with Kurt leaving before their trip to LA she really felt like her world was crashing down on her, she knew it sounded silly. Hell, it felt ridiculous. But, suddenly, her life felt like a mess.

"Rachel Barbara Berry…" Kurt stopped awkwardly, before adding "St. James," Kurt comforted the small brunette, running his hands through her hair, "You know I have to go. I will see you again. It's only nine months." Kurt reminded her.

"I know, Kurt. I know." She whimpered and wiped her tears, "Have I mentioned today how much I love you? Or how proud of you I am?" She feigned a grin, she was happy for him. But, right now, at the airport, she felt like he was abandoning her.

"I love you too, diva." Kurt grin, tears welling up in his eyes. "Now, make sure you call Tina or Mercedes to see if they will take my ticket. I know you'll have fun. I know you're upset I'm not going with you."

"Stop it! Don't worry about the damn concert." She laughed a little and cringed internally that this damn concert was so freaking important to her, that it honestly has been on her mind since the day he told her. And this made her feel so selfish, she shook her head and the tears off her face and hugged him again, "Be good, have fun, find a hot sugar daddy." She teased, "I will miss you."

"I might be missing you more." He grinned and let the tears stream down his face while he grabbed his bag and turned to walk through security, before he walked far he turned around and blew her a kiss, "Come see me." He requested and Rachel just nodded before turning to speed walk to her car, feeling her shoulders jerk from the sobs in her throat.

"Rachel?" Jesse's voice threw her from her thoughts, "Rach?"

Rachel made her way down the stairs, "Hey Jesse," She said and put her arms around his neck and he brought his lips to hers, "How was your day?"

"It was great!" Jesse said breaking their hold and making his way to the kitchen, "No dinner, sweets?" He asked with a frown.

"I am so sorry, Jesse." She frowned, "It slipped my mind. I was packing for our trip."

Jesse pursed his lips, "So who is the lucky candidate? Mercedes or Tina?" Jesse sighed and opened the fridge and left it open, looking for something to heat up.

Rachel hadn't broken the news quite yet to him, "Actually, neither." She said awkwardly, fidgeting in her polka dot dress. "Santana is coming with me."

"Santana Lopez?" Jesse cringed at the name as it fell from his mouth, she worked with Rachel and almost thought she had a thing for her. Not to mention she was sleeping with two different people at the same time, Jesse thought her as a disgusting harlot.

Rachel nodded awkwardly, "Yeah, she had a thing with that guitarist who used to go to our school."

"Yeah, what's that about? The whole band is from Lima?" Jesse asked, finally grabbing out a tupperware full of vegan chili and putting it in the microwave, "Can I eat this for dinner?"

"Yeah, that easier for me anyway." She said before picking up his jacket and briefcase to put on the rack, "Yeah, the guitarist and the drummer went to McKinley our freshman year. They dropped out the first two weeks of Sophomore year" Rachel commented absent-mindedly, "I can't believe how big they got." She said in a dreamy voice, "You know, I always had a crush on that Finn Hudson." She teases Jesse with a seductive grin and Jesse grabs Rachel's waist bringing her towards him.

"Well, he better stay away from you, or I'll be after him." Jesse tells Rachel before kissing her softly. "I never took you as the type to have a thing for a drummer in a band named 'Four Play', I mean they didn't even spell it right."

"It's the name of a rock band, not poetic literature." Rachel laughed and snuggled into Jesse's neck, "Thanks for letting me do this, I really need a girls' weekend."

"Well, I'm a good husband, don't you forget it." Jesse said sweetly.

The next morning Rachel was jumping with excitement, she could wait to see Four Play and a huge part of her was excited to see Finn Hudson, the dreamy quarterback she would secretly watch during the football games and the clumsy point guard that made her learn what the name point guard meant.

"Come on, Berry!" Santana yelled from the driver seat of her four-runner, "I needs to gets my mack on."

Rachel throws her bag into the back seat and hops in with a spring in her step, "Is Noah Puckerman that good?"

"Listen Berry," Santana scolded, "Brits knows how to work it, and Mike Chang isn't too shabby for a dude from Lima, but Puck is the real deal." She grins remembering, "I need me a good ride, and I know he is going to want one too."

Rachel cringed in disgust, "Oh San, does Brit and Mike know your plans for this trip?"

"You kiddin' me?" Santana asks in her cocky voice, "They don't even know about each other."

Rachel breathes out, "That's true, I kinda forgot about that." Rachel said awkwardly.

After a short drive and a long flight Rachel and Santana made their way to their hotel room. Santana started primping almost immediately and Rachel texted Jesse telling him they made it,

"Hey Jes, we're here. But according to San, this is the only contact you get. See you in three days."

"Santana is awful, I don't know why you have to be gone for so long for one concert. I love you."

With that Rachel locked her phone and put it in her purse and began to get ready. After two hours of primping and Santana making her change her outfit four times, they were ready.

Santana settled on a red corset top, skinny jeans and red heels to match. Her hair was down, dark as night and straighter then Rachel though possible. "That's what comes with fake hair, baby." Santana teased, "It does whatever I tell it to."

Rachel poofed the top of her curly hair and looked down at her tight dark jean capri's and black tube top flowy black top. She wore a floral red headband that Santana had tried to get her to change, but she just couldn't bring herself to do. She loved her headbands. "Well, unfortunately all my hair is real." Rachel commented before throwing on her red pumps and hesitated by the bed, trying to decide if she could grab her phone. She decided against it, 'Tonight is about me, about girls' night.' She thought and followed Santana to the cab she had called.

The concert was packed but Santana pushed herself and Rachel to the front and of course made herself known to Puck right off, Puck grinned and winked down at her before screaming, "How we doing tonight?"

The crowd yelled and 'woooo' and Rachel felt herself getting more and more excited, a waitress made her way to Santana and Rachel and they ordered drinks and began to dance to every song. Rachel kept her eyes on Finn, the hunky drummer she had kept her eyes on throughout freshman year, over eight years ago, while they listened to the lead singer, Blaine Anderson, belt out the lyrics to every song.

The songs were even better live then on the CD and Santana found herself halfway in the bottle halfway through the set. Rachel however continued to drink, but found the alcohol made her dance faster and sing louder.

"This one goes out to our lovely ladies who came all the way out from Lima!" Puck yelled at Rachel and Santana and they both screamed with excitement.

Finn rolled his eyes and kept drumming to the songs, his favorite song came and he harmonized the chorus. As he did so, the little jewish girl in front caught his eye. He had recognized Santana, who could forget Santana? But, who was this mysterious brunette that she was with. Was she from Lima, too?

The lyrics of the song seemed to be sinking into his brain, "You're haunting , haunting me," He sang along with Blaine as he stared at the short girl who was jumping in and out of his vision.

"Thank you so much for coming out!" Blaine screamed, "Los Angeles, you fucking rock!"

Rachel, Santana and 200 more girls screamed as they left the stage. Blaine, the hot and continusly single singer, Sam, the always quite and almost sullen bass player, Puck, the womanizing guitarist, and Finn the tall and awkward drummer. Rachel understood the meaning of their name, Four Play. Four guys playing. Rachel giggled to herself and Santana pulled her along side of the stage. Before she knew it, Noah Puckerman, the douchebag who threw a grape slushie in her face three times in one year was kissing her cheek and loving on Santana. "Santana, who is this hot slice of jewish pie."

"Hey man, I'm here for you. Not her!" Santana reminded him, nibbling on his neck.

Blaine stopped him from taking Santana right then and there, "We're doing sushi and karaoke tonight, like we always do."

"Fuck!" Puck screamed, "I think I can miss just once."

"No," Sam interjected softly, "You miss it once, you'll miss it again. This will turn into a habit." He turned to Santana, "You two are welcome to join."

Santana grinned, "I could eat. On you, Puckerman?" She teased and he nodded with a matching grin.

"Rachel Berry?" Rachel turned to the giant behind her at her name, "You went to McKinley? Your Kurt's friend, right?"

Rachel shuddered a moment, "You know me?"

"My Mom married his Dad, I've never seen him in person." Finn admits, "But I saw pictures of you, on our mantel, of you and Kurt at Graduation. I don't get home often." He was just blurting shit out now, why was he talking like he was in high school. "Anyway, you're coming to sushi?" He asked expectantly.

"I am." She grinned and looked down at her left hand, noticing her wedding ring on her finger and clenching her fist, hiding it behind her back, "We going now?"

Finn nodded and put his hand out, "I'm Finn, by the way."

Rachel nodded sweetly, "I know, silly." And shook his hand.

"This is Sam," He pointed to Sam Evans, the sulky blonde bass player, who waves for a moment, "This is Blaine." He pointed to the lead singer.

Blaine grinned widely, "Let's get our sushi on, I'm hungry."

"God, I love playing a gig." Puck finally broke his face from Sanatana's to say, "It makes me feel like I can fly."

"Don't try it, dude." Finn teased, "You'll be sadly disappointed and we'll be left one mohawked idiot short."

"Ha Ha" Puck mocked and grabbed Santana's hand, "Let's get this over with so I can show my lady a good time."

Rachel thought for a moment as they made their way out to the tour bus, "Wait." She blurted, "We only have one hotel room." Rachel remembered suddenly.

"Well you'll just have to join us." Puck grinned and Santana smacked him, "Okay, sorry babe. You can just watch."

Finn felt protective of the small brunette, "Puckerman!" He shouted, "You can't act like that."

Puck raised his eyebrow, "Like what?"

"You can't just kick Rachel out of her hotel room. Be a decent guy and get your own." Finn practically yelled and Puck rolled his eyes.

"Dude, I wasn't trying to kick her out. I was extending an invitation." Puck said with a naughty grin crossing his lips.

Rachel grabbed Finn's arm as he walked past her to Puck, "We have a whole night ahead of us." Rachel said with a cool head, "We'll get it figured out."

"Yeah, guys." Blaine agreed, "Sushi!"

They made their way onto the bus and Rachel slipped off her ring and added it to the trinkets that already were on her necklace, she didn't know what she was doing, or why she was doing it. And she certainly didn't know why Finn was sticking up for her. But, she wasn't going to think too much into anything right in that moment. All she wanted to think about was her night with her favorite band, and the fact that she was in a tour bus sitting next to the quarter back who she learned tonight, can still make her weak in the knees.

When Finn sat next to Rachel he grinned down at her, thinking her red headband was adorable and that her wide eyes said something about her. She was sweet, innocent still. "Hey, how about you give them your hotel room." Finn suggested, "You can come home with me." He grinned and Rachel's heart fell through her stomach, "I'll sleep on the couch, you can take the bed." He said after noticing her hesitation.

"Wow." Rachel said simply, "That would be lovely." She grinned, "But, I couldn't make you sleep on the couch."

"Well, I don't want you sleeping on the couch, either." Finn said with a shrug.

Rachel bit her lip before saying what she so desperately wanted to say, the liquid courage making it possible, "Well, we'll both have to take the bed then." She said so smoothly she was surprised it came out of her own mouth.