Rachel couldn't breathe. She couldn't see out the windshield through her tears, so she pulled over. This wasn't happening…it couldn't be. She honestly didn't know what to do or where to go. She didn't want to talk to her dads about it. She couldn't talk to Kurt or Blaine because she didn't know if Finn was going to tell Carol yet or not. Puck was one of her best friends, but if she saw him right now she might kill him with her bare hands.

Not completely sure where she was going, Rachel began driving again. Finding herself at Mr. Schue's new house, she wasn't really surprised. They all ended up here when they needed to be, didn't they?

"Rachel?" Will said, standing up from the flower bed he'd been working in. "What's wrong?"

Rachel fell into his arms, sobbing. "Will?" Emma asked from the front door.

He looked up at her. "I think I've got it," he said. She nodded and went back into the house. Will held Rachel as she cried, unsure of what he was supposed to do. When she'd calmed down a bit he pulled back to look at her. "Can you tell me what's wrong?" He was almost afraid to know, he realized. Memories of Finn coming to him when Quinn told him she was pregnant came flooding back and he knew that if Rachel was pregnant it would break his heart.

"It's Finn," she said.

"Is he okay?" Will asked, concern lacing his voice.

Rachel nodded. "But he joined the Air Force!"

Rachel started crying again and Will wrapped his arms back around her, closing his eyes. He almost wished she had been pregnant. What had Finn been thinking? He knew for a fact that the boy had scouts from several different colleges looking at him. And though he'd never said it out loud, Will had been rooting for Finn and Rachel to make it in New York…together. With him in the Air Force, his college dreams would be put on hold. He could spend time in Iraq, or Afghanistan, or Korea. He understood Rachel's tears. "Rachel, listen," he said finally.

Rachel looked up at him, wiping some of the tears from her eyes. "I know this hurts," he told her. She nodded. "But Finn has made an important decision and he needs our support." Rachel started to shake her head but he began talking again before she could interrupt. "I know Finn. He's a lot of things, but he's not dumb. He wouldn't have done this without thinking about it very hard. He must have felt that this was the right choice."

"But it wasn't," Rachel said weakly. "It definitely wasn't."

Will sighed. "It doesn't seem like the best decision to me," he said honestly. "But I know that Finn is a great guy and his heart is always in the right place. Did you two talk about it?"

"A little," she said. "I was so upset…" She took a deep breath. "I guess I made it all about me."

"It's okay for you to be upset," Will told her. "You love him. This is a huge decision and he didn't talk to you about it before making it. But it's done, right?" She nodded. "Then you guys have to figure out where you go from here."

"I wanted him to come with me," Rachel said. "I should have told him."

Will put his hands on her shoulders. "We all make mistakes," he told her softly. "We just have to learn from them and move on."

"I don't want to move on from Finn," she told him, looking up into his eyes. "I don't know if I can."

Will nodded. "What if he'd gotten into Ohio State? You would still try to make it work, right?"

"But this isn't Ohio State," she said. "This is the Air Force. He may be a country away from me. What if something happens to him?" Eyes wide, she shook her head. "I couldn't handle it."

"Something could happen to him while playing football or driving to school," Will reminded her softly. "What's meant to be will be." He smiled at her. "Isn't that what you told me once about you and Finn?"

Rachel had been in the choir room, slumping over the piano when Will had walked in. Asking her what was wrong, she'd told him about Finn breaking up with her. "I'm sorry, Rachel," he'd told her.

Rachel had shrugged. "What's meant to be will be," she'd told him. "I believe that Finn and I will be together again."

"I'm just scared," she admitted now.

"I'm scared too," he told her. He looked up at his new house. "Life can get pretty scary sometimes." He looked at her. "But we still have to live it and do whatever we can to be happy."

Rachel nodded, looking at the road. "I think I should go talk to him again," she said.

Will smiled slightly. "Then that's what you should do."

"Thanks," she told him, smiling softly. "I'm sorry about just showing up here. I didn't know where else to go."

"It's okay," Will told her. "You guys are always welcome."

Rachel said goodbye to her teacher and got back in her car. When she got to Finn's house, the door was locked. His truck was in the driveway so she figured he was asleep. Getting the key from the fake rock they kept it under, she let herself in. She walked quietly down his steps, stopping at the foot of his bed.

She'd been right; he was asleep. She watched him for a minute, once again struck by how gorgeous he was. Every time she saw him her heart skipped a little.

Not wanting to disturb him, she slipped her shoes off and lay down beside him. He looked so peaceful in his sleep and it tugged at her heart strings. Finn was so full of life and fun and hope; for him to be somewhere far away from her fighting in a war didn't seem possible. Her heart ached and she blamed herself for this mess they were now in. She wished they could just run off together, but she knew that wasn't the sort of person Finn was. He'd made a promise and he'd keep it.

Rachel watched him sleep, realizing for the first time in her life that some things were more important than her dreams of Broadway. If Finn would just say it was a joke- if he wasn't really going into the service- she knew that she would gladly give up all of those dreams and stay in Lima with him. Because, she thought, he was the greatest dream of all. She fell asleep making all sorts of deals with God, knowing in her heart that what's done is done and there was no changing it.

He hadn't meant to fall asleep, but after having spent almost an entire week tossing and turning and thinking, he hadn't been able to help it. When he woke up, his first thought was that he had to find Rachel. Turning his head, he found her lying right beside him. Well that was easy.

Sleeping with her head on his arm (it now made sense that he couldn't feel it), her body curved to fit next to his. Finn tightened his hold on her, pulling her closer. He knew she had been upset, and she'd had every right to be. That she was here, lying with him, proved how strong she was. They could really make this work. He knew they could.

"Stop thinking so hard," she said, sighing.

Finn smiled. "Did I wake you up?"

Rachel awkwardly turned in his arms so that she was facing him. "I guess," she said. "I just suddenly woke up and realized you were awake."

"You came back," he said softly, his eyes searching her face.

"I could never stay away from you," she said, putting her hand against his cheek.

He grinned. "You still love me?"

"No," she said. His grin faded and he looked at her, worried. "Of course I still love you," she said, laughing and rolling her eyes.

"I really am sorry, Rach," he told her.

"I know," she said, trying to swallow yet more tears. "It's all going to be okay."

Finn nodded. "I think it will be. It's all I've thought about for weeks now."

"I can't believe you didn't even mention it to me," she said sadly. "I knew you were upset about something, but you wouldn't talk to me about it."

"We messed up, but that doesn't mean we can't fix what went wrong." He pulled her close to him. "You're the only thing I think about," he told her. "That's not going to change just because we'll be apart."

Rachel's chin quivered. "What about "out of sight, out of mind?"" she asked him.

"What about "absence makes the heart grow fonder?"" he countered. He looked at her, squinting his eyes. "Wait a minute. Are you saying you're going to forget about me as soon as I leave?"

Rachel felt a pain in her heart at the thought of him leaving. "Never," she told him firmly.

"We still have the rest of the school year to be together." Rachel nodded, unable to speak over the lump in her throat. "I'm not letting you go," he told her fiercely. "No matter where I am…no matter where you are, you're my girl. Okay? Forever."

At the top of the steps, Carol turned into Burt's arms, trying to stifle the sounds of her sobs. Burt held her, pulling her away from the door. "He's going to be okay," he told her, rubbing her back.

"But what if he's not?" she asked quietly. "What if he never comes back?"

"He will."

"It's just so familiar," she told him. "Rachel isn't pregnant, but everything else is the same."

Burt closed his eyes, nodding. "I know, babe," he told her. "It's scary, I know."

"What's going on?" Kurt asked, walking into the kitchen. He looked around, not seeing Finn. Putting his hand to his mouth he asked, "What happened to Finn? Is he okay?"

Carol pulled away from Burt, wiping her face. "Finn is fine," she told him, smiling weakly through her tears.

"So what's going on?" Kurt asked, his heartbeat slowly returning to normal. Rachel and Finn came into the room holding hands, and Kurt could tell Rachel was upset. "Dear God, you're pregnant!"

"What?" Rachel asked, confused.

"No," Finn told his brother, embarrassed. He looked sheepishly at his mom and Burt. Did everyone just assume they had sex? Maybe they should, just to keep up with his family's imagination.

Ignoring his brother's discomfort, Kurt crossed his arms. "What's happening here?" he asked, frustrated and stomping his foot.

Rachel looked at Finn, who was rubbing the back of his neck. "I joined the Air Force."

Kurt's expression didn't change; in fact, he didn't move at all. Rachel wasn't sure he was breathing. She knew exactly how he felt. Kurt shook his head, as if to clear it. "But you're coming to New York with us," he said dumbly.

Finn shook his head, putting his hands in his jean pockets. "Not right now."

"When, then?" Kurt demanded. "When will you be in New York?"

"In four years?"

"In four years," Kurt said, not blinking. "Well that's lovely." With that, he turned on his heel and left the kitchen, running to his room.

"Kurt," Finn said, watching him go. He looked down at Rachel and she nodded, so he followed his brother.

When he was out of the room, Rachel looked at Carol. "It's going to be okay, right?" The tears that seemed to never go away were once again falling down her face.

"Oh, honey," Carol said, moving towards Rachel and hugging her. "I hope so."