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A/N: couldn't wait. enjoy

#6; I don't like this.

"I don't like this." Jesse frowned, watching his girlfriend of two months twirling around the stage. He was sitting in between Finn Hudson and Noah Puckerman. Even under normal circumstances he wouldn't be thrilled to be sitting in the position he was now.

"Nor do I" Finn mumbled in agreement, watching Rachel. Jesse looked over and frowned at the younger male, wishing more then anything that every male in the room would just disappear.

"Are you guys kidding me?" Puck grinned, leaning forward in the metal chair. "Berry looks hot, I love this."

Jesse clenched his jaw, trying to restrain himself from punching Puck in the face. It was taking more then he had not to rush on stage and cover Rachel up, but with the added strain of not killing Puck, he was almost ready to burst.

"Shut up, Puck." Finn growled, clamping his hand down on the knee.

Immediately Jesse's guard went up. If Finn was reacting the same way Jesse was, that meant he still liked Rachel, which was a big no no.

"I do not like this." He said again.

Jesse watched as Rachel moved around the stage, her voice the cherry on her barely clad body. Her hips moved to the beat the music, her hands sliding up and down her body. She hit the last note, his mind gone with things that he shouldn't be thinking about.

"Damn, I wish I was straight." Kurt Hummel sighed from the behind Jesse, his eyes still slightly wide. "I never thought I'd say this, ever, but Rachel Berry is extremely sexy. Oh goodness, I think I need to go brush my teeth now. "

"Wow, I thought I was a whore." Santana muttered. Rachel took her seat next to Jesse, a few beads of sweat dripping down her exposed chest.

"I don't like this." Jesse winced, trying to cover Rachel with his jacket. He noticed Puck trying to lean over her shoulder to get a better look at her breasts.

"Hey Berry, your jewish and hot do you want to-"

"Don't finish that sentence Puckerman," Jesse threatened. "or I'll really kill you."

Rachel raised her eyes brows and looked over at her boyfriend.

"I told you, I didn't like this."

#7; evil

It was evil.

"It's so cute!"

The devil's incarnate.

"It's adorable!"

I hated the creature.

"It's just a puppy." Rachel smiled, holding the puppy like a baby. She stroked it's head and laughed as the small animal licked her hand.

"Rachel, I love you. But were not getting a puppy. We just moved in together three weeks ago, can we wait until a few months?"

"I- But-" Rachel sighed, she didn't want one that bad anyways. "alright. Your lucky I love you too Mr. James, because that puppy is almost to cute to pass up."

"I'll get you one for your birthday." He offered, kissing the top of her head, ignoring the animal in her arms.

"Really?" She smiled, her birthday was in four months.

"No." He frowned, puppies were evil.

#8; Promise

It was snowing, flakes of frozen ice falling from the graying clouds like puffs of cotton. They stuck to the ground, freckling the earth and buildings, building up and making it slippery. Rachel loved the snow time, sitting in her room and watch the flakes hit the earth, singing to her fathers as they made her hot coco.

"I love it here." Rachel sighed, leaning her head against Jesse. They had been dating for almost four years and it was one of the rare moments when they had time alone to just sit and be in each others company, doing nothing but being next to each other.

"I love having you here." Jesse grinned, wrapping his arms around her body. He was planning on asking her to marry him tonight.

"I love you." Rachel whispered, titling her head up for a kiss. He smiled and gave her want she want, pressing his lips against hers. He depend the kiss for a few moments before she broke away.

"No matter what, I think I'll always love you. You could cheat on me and I'd still take you back, probably even kill someone and I wouldn't care." Rachel confessed, hand pressed on his heart.

"Oh, well, in that case." He said, making as if he was getting up to go.

"Uh, no. Do not cheat on me, Jesse St. James." Rachel pouted.

"Never." He promised.

#9; "There's been an accident.."

"Excuse me sir, are you Rachel James Husband?" And elderly man questioned, clip board in hand. There was a splatter of blood on his uniform and Jesse felt sick. The crimson marks stained the navy blue, little splotches of red decorating him.

"Yes, I am. Did something happen?" He demanded, immediately impossible scenarios and horrible visions plagued his mind. He took out his cell phone and hit the first speed dial, it rang once before going to voice mail.

"I'm sorry Mr. James, but your wife has been hurt." The officer said, shifting from one leg to another.

Jesse felt his knee's tremble, unable to support his weight he dropped to the ground, fist banging into the polished wood of their new house.

"She was in a car accident," The officer explained, "I was the officer on site. If you could please go down ST. Thomas Hospital, your wife you like to see you."

Jesse was in shock. Rachel, dead.

"Sir, your wife was very impatient, she said she wanted to see you as soon as possible." The officer said, crouching down to Jesse's level.

"What? She was asking to see me?" Jesse questioned, confusion blurring his mind.

"Your wife only broke her left leg, she's perfectly healthy in every other way." The man explained, helping Jesse to his feet.

Jesse chocked, coughing up a sob. He started to cry, he needed to see Rachel, he needed to touch her and hear her and feel her. He had to make sure that policeman wasn't lying, that she was really alive.

It took him fourteen minutes to get to the hospital. Three minutes to find her room and less then forty five seconds to be holding her again.

"I thought I lost you." Jesse cried, holding onto his wife like iron bonds. "I thought I would never see you again, and that was the most terrifying thought ever."

"I'm right here, I'm not going anywhere." Rachel swore, kissing him.

"Promise?" he asked.

"promise." She complied.

#10; Hello

"This is my girlfriend, Rachel Berry." He introduced the pretty brunette. She grinned and shook the hands of an elderly couple.

"Aunt Elena," Jesse grinned, leading Rachel over to more family members "This is my girl friend, Rachel Berry." He grinned and after asking how she was, he led Rachel off to another group of people.

For the past two hours, he had been showing of his girlfriend. They hadn't been dating for very long, only officially taking on the title as Girlfriend and Boyfriend four weeks prior, but he couldn't contain himself. He wanted the world to know.

"Grandpa Dan, meet my girlfriend Rachel Berry." Jesse said. He turned toward Rachel, watching as she put on a wide smile and made flawless small chat with his 84 year old grandfather.

"Thank you," Jesse whispered into Rachel's ear, pressing a kiss to her neck. "your doing amazing."

"I'm actually having fun, your family is awesome." She smiled, leaning up and kissing the bottom of his chin. She felt him grab her fingers and squeeze.

"John, Marina, meet my girlfriend, Rachel Berry." Jesse exclaimed, seeing his cousins across the hall. She walked with as just as much energy.

"Nice to meet you." They said.

"Hello" She smiled back.