Gleeva Las Vegas
The glee gang heads to nationals in Vegas where they waste no time making trouble for Chaperones Will and Emma. Rachel/Finn, Puck/Quinn, Will/Emma, Artie/Tina
Disclaimer: I claim no ownership of glee or any of it's characters.
Note: Although this Fanfic is in the same canon as my others (It's just easier that way) you do not need to read them to understand what's going on. However here's a bit of info to keep you updated.
Rachel and Finn are together
Puck and Quinn are dancing around a possible romance
Finn found out that the baby wasn't his but has since forgiven Puck and Quinn
Will has divorced Terri
Also I'm sure it's not accurate that nationals contenders get to go to Vegas but the idea was just too fun for me to pass up.
Chapter 1
Slushie facials and yearbook vandalism aside, Glee club was not without its share of perks. Here they were on a coach flight to nationals, the competition they'd been preparing for for months and it was in Vegas of all places.
"Isn't this exciting?" Rachel beamed, her mile wide smile plastered permanently on her face.
"Sure," Finn said. "I've always dreamed of dying horribly in a plummeting 747." Finn's long legs shook uncontrollably and his clammy hand wrapped around Rachel's, holding on for dear life.
"Finn, how many times have we been over this?" Rachel said. "Air travel is the safest form of transportation there is. You have a better chance of being… I don't know, devoured by the Loch Ness Monster."
"Well that's just great. You're telling me if we crash into the ocean and I survive I still have to worry about sea monsters?"
"Finn, we're not going anywhere near Scotland, we're not even flying over the ocean. Would you relax?"
"Yeah man, stop being such a little Bitch." Puck chimed in, shuffling his cards.
"Language Noah." Emma said from the row ahead, not looking up from her current task of rubbing her serving tray down with bleach wipes.
"Em, I think you're starting to wear a hole through that thing." Will said gently grabbing them away from her.
"Sorry, it's just that planes make me kind of nervous. All the people and their… breathing." Emma cringed as a man sitting nearby sneezed into his hand. "Oh my god he's wiping it on the pillow." She squeezed her eyes shut trying to force the bad feelings away.
"Thanks for coming Em," Will said, trying to distract her. "I know this must be hard."
"Oh, it's fine. I'm happy to help," she said, her eyes still closed and her voice quavering.
"Okay, one of you losers want in?" Puck said glancing at Quinn and Tina who sat beside him and then Artie sitting across from him in the handicapped area.
"I don't know, I think I can probably take you." Artie said confidently.
"Bring it on wheels." Puck said, beginning to deal as gracefully as possible across the aisle.
Quinn rolled her eyes. "We're going to Vegas, The Vegas, don't you think you can curb your macho competitive idiocy until then." She said flipping through her magazine.
"Nope," Puck answered. "Besides we're minors, what kind of action can we possibly get that doesn't involve the hotel pool and Cirque Du Soleil?"
Artie smiled slyly clearly knowing something they didn't. Before Puck could interrogate him about it the plane rocked a bit, setting Finn even more on edge.
"Oh my god we're gonna die aren't we?" Finn exclaimed. "We're gonna die that's all there is to it."
"Nobody's dying on this flight guys, I assure you. It's just a little turbulence." Will Said.
"Did you hear that, it's just turbulence." Rachel insisted, squeezing his hand. She looked ahead at Will, who was once again absorbed in his book and Emma who was still too paralyzed with fear to notice anything else going on. Kurt and Mercedes were focused on filing their nails, Santana and Brittany were engaged in some inane conversation with Mike and Matt, Puck and Artie were busy with cards, Tina was listening intently to her Ipod, eyes closed and head swaying and Quinn continued to read her magazine.
"You know, you're really sexy when you're nervous." Rachel whispered in Finn's ear. Before he could respond she unbuckled her seatbelt and climbed over him. As she prepared to make her way to the bathroom she gave him a knowing look. Finn smiled nervously, his fear still remained but was quickly overridden by his libido. Having gone over the mile high club rules with Puck before the flight, Finn waited a few minutes to follow Rachel into the bathroom.
"Boy, I thought you'd never show up." Rachel threw her arms around Finn after he closed the door behind them. They kissed frantically as he lifted her up onto the sink.
"God I love you." He said breathlessly between kisses.
"Mmm, I love you too." Rachel started unbuttoning his pants. "Button-flys? Really Finn?" as she continued to struggle with his jeans, Finn accidentally banged his head on the wall. Rachel stuck her hand over his mouth before he could cry out in pain.
"Are you okay?" She whispered.
"Yeah," he chuckled, kissing her again. "This is so unlike you, Rachel."
Actually as far as the last few weeks were concerned it was exactly like Rachel. She'd decided not too long ago that she was ready to make love to Finn and had taken every chance she'd gotten to seduce him, unfortunately something always got in the way, be it poor timing or an interruption or Finn's "problem." for some reason the universe didn't want Rachel to get into his button-flys. But once Rachel committed to a goal, whether it was scoring a coveted solo or just plain scoring, she stuck with it.
As Rachel finally got Finn's pants down she pressed her lips to his once again silently wondering if it was finally going to happen.
"Rachel, wait." He said, pushing her away.
"Here we go." She crossed her arms and pouted.
"I'm sorry it's just. Are you sure you want to do this… here."
"I've wanted to do it for the past month Finn."
"I know it's just that I know you, and you're just not a 'do it in an airplane bathroom' kind of girl Rachel. The girl I fell in love with would want her first time to be special, you know?"
"But if it's with you it will be special."
"Tell you what? I promise that before this trip is over it'll happen, I'll make sure it happens, but not here. Not like this Rach."
She mulled it over for a second. "Okay, you're right." She kissed him again and he started to button his jeans. Once he fastened the last one they opened the door to head back to their seats.
"Have fun guys?" Said Mr. Schuester, standing at the bathroom door.
End of chapter one.