Note: Glee and Without You aren't mine.


The following months were hard work for both. Rachel has been involved in West Side Story and training for Sectionals, while Jesse worked hard to rebuild Vocal Adrenaline.

But he still find time to stop her from making a big mistake of sabotaging the elections for class president, to ensure that Kurt won.
"Rachel, I know you always say that we, as artists, we must take risks, but this is stupid. Kurt wouldn't want that. He'll want to gain by his own merits. And you can still stain your unscathed history, which can slow you down. "
End of conversation. No word more was needed. She was convinced.


On weekends, however, they spent all their time together, having fun, making out and organizing a training routine for Rachel's future auditions that, even if it lacked a few months.

Their glee clubs, however, was a point about which they agreed to not discuss, to make the relationship work and to avoid that controversy of "sleeping with the enemy."

In fact, Rachel's teammates were not completely favorable to her relationship with Jesse, now he was back to his old team, but they chosed to take a stand unmoved, as they had already agreed that a happy Rachel was good for ND, and much better than a Rachel outside ND and transferred to VA.


In winter, the letters to the finalists were being sent. Rachel received the Juilliard and the Tisch in the same week that Quinn was accepted in advance at Yale. However, there wasn't still sign that her letter would reach the NYADA.
When Kurt received his letter, saying he was a finalist, although the shorty brunette was very happy for her friend, she can' help be disappointed by the absence of her own letter.
That same day, she ran into Jesse in Akron, where he was too busy in his 6 hours daily rehearsals for the Regionals.
During the break, they talked, while she lamented her failure.
"Rach ... your letter may just be delayed. And it isn't' like you had no place to go. That's why I insisted so much for you to apply in other schools. "He said, comforting her.
Taken by the instinct of self-pity, Rachel cashed her frustrations on her boyfriend:
"It's easy to talk to you, Jesse. You could get into all the colleges you applied. And, as you said, you didn't value and screwed up everything. I want NYADA, because this is the best place for my dream to conquer Broadway. I don't wanna just a ride by the university, Jesse."

Her words were like a punch in his stomach. Slowly, he rose from his chair where he sat beside her and stared at the floor, said in a strained voice:
"You're very nervous, Rachel. You should go home. I have to go back to my rehearsal.
At the same time, Rachel realized the mistake she had made.
"Sorry, Jesse ... really ... moment of self-centered spoiled girl. I shouldn't have said that."
"Not now, Rachel ... Our time is over." his voice was still hard, and when his eyes stared into hers, as were two blue rocks of bitterness. "Just go away, please."
"Jesse ..." she insisted, crying even more.
"You didn't mean it, but you said. And all I've done in recent months has been trying to help you not make the same mistakes I made. I know you're upset because Kurt received his letter before you, but I also know that your letter is on its way. You just need to be more patient. And I also think that for the time, you could get at least a little happy for the acceptances you have received. Now, once again, I gotta go back to my rehearsal."And he walked away, leaving her alone in his office.

Rachel couldn't be more sorry. It was a stupid selfish with the person who was leaning over into all this. And even when she had hurt him deeply, as she knew she had done, he found the right words to encourage her. So she knew she needed to apologize in an appropriate manner. That's when an idea came in her mind.


Midnight on the dot. Long ago Jesse did not take a rehearsal so late, but he had a full head of Rachel and hurt she had caused him, he did not want to go home. They were not over, it was just a fight provoked by her ego. And he knew that he loved her so, but her words really hurt.
When he had deleted all the lights in the auditorium and was heading for the exit, he saw a flashlight to light up in the middle of the stage, giving shine to a small star with brown hair and eyes filled with tears, with the most beautiful voice he had ever heard in his life, began to sing:

I can't win, I can't reign

I will never win this game

Without you

Without you

I am lost, I am vain

I will never be the same

Without you

Without you

I won't run, I won't fly

I will never make it by

Without you

Without you

I can't rest, I can't fight

All i need is you and I

Without you

Without you

Each line of the song played background in his heart, and who was hurt just turned into love, deep love that he knew he felt for her.

Oh, oh, oh

You, you, you

Without

You, you, you

Without you

Can't erase, so I'll take blame

But I can't accept that we're estranged

Without you

Without you

Yes, it was their destiny together. Neither could do anything without the other.

I can't quit now, this can't be right

I can't take one more sleepless night

Without you

Without you

I won't soar, I won't climb

If you're not here, I'm paralyzed

Without you

Without you

While Rachel was singing, Jesse was approaching her, took the stage and stroked the tears falling down her face, while leaving his own to trickle from his eyes.

I can't look, I'm so blind

I lost my heart, I lost my mind

Without you

Without you

Oh, oh, oh

You, you, you

Without

You, you, you

Without you

I am lost, I am vain

I will never be the same

Without you

Without you

Without you

When Rachel finished the last notes of the song, Jesse still stared at her for a few seconds until he pulled her by the waist with one hand, while the other sliding gently through her soft hair. Then, his lips are glued to her urgently, and they were lost in the immensity of each other.
That night, Jesse and Rachel made love on the stage of Carmel, where everything was bigger and brighter, on a mattress used to train the most dangerous dance moves.

Wrapped in his arms, feeling complete, Rachel said:
"Jesse, I'm sorry, again."
"Shhh ... it's okay, baby. You know I love you too because you're a drama queen. And I understand you're anxious about all this, just, please, don't discount me like that again. Everything what I want is to help you, but you need to work with me in this. "
"You're right. I'll control myself. You're the best boyfriend ever and I love you too much to hurt you or be without you."
"I love you too, Rachel. Now, I think we'd better sleep on a bed, right? It would be a disaster if we fall asleep and someone picked up us here, naked, in the morning. Tomorrow I'll take you back to Lima."
"Sure." She laughed


Later that week, Rachel received her letter of NYADA finalist. Again, she ran to Jesse, who released their students earlier to a very appropriate celebration with his girlfriend.