Rachel pushed Sam off from on top of her, leaving the two of them lying naked in Rachel's bed. They were silent for a long while, both unsure of what to say. Rachel looked at the clock and saw it was 6.58am.

"It's, um...it's nearly seven." Rachel said. Sam was still simply staring at the ceiling.

"We better get dressed then." Sam said back awkwardly.

"Yeah." Rachel agreed and quickly got out of bed and started getting dressed. Sam found his boxers and put them on before heading out of the room. The two roommates looked at each other briefly before he went to his room to get changed. As they put their clothes back on they couldn't stop thinking about each other and what they had just done. They had been friends for years and in one moment everything had changed between them.

Rachel quickly sorted out her hair and decided to do her make-up on the train. Sam thought of Rachel as he tied up his bow tie as she had shown him. Now ready, he was nervous to go and confront Rachel over what they had done.

More than anything, Sam wanted it to have felt wrong and inappropriate. Rachel was simply 'Finn's girl' for years and that's all Sam thought she would be. He wanted conformation that they shouldn't be together despite his feelings in case it didn't work out. After all, what would everyone else think; Finn's family and friends? Would Finn approve of Rachel being with Sam? He wanted his passionate exchange with Rachel to put him off the thought of them being together.

So why did it have to feel SO GOOD? Why did it have to feel SO RIGHT?

As Rachel walked into the living room and looked at their packed suitcases, she was thinking exactly the same thing. It did feel good. It did feel right.

Sam walked out and the two of them looked at each other before moving towards their cases and rushing out of the door.

"We might just catch the train if we hurry." Rachel said.

"Rachel-"

"-Not now, Sam. Please."

They managed to catch the train in time and sat in a section on their own by a window, facing opposite each other. Rachel pretended to be busy on her phone as Sam looked out the window. He eventually built up the courage to look at her.

"...Rachel."

"Kurt's texting me all these pictures of him making nervous faces, bless him!"

"Rachel."

"Mercedes has lined up such a good song to sing at the reception. Blaine's singing a new rendition of 'Teenage Dream', but that's a surprise. Kurt's planning to-"

"-RACHEL." Sam said sternly and Rachel stopped and looked at him.

"We need to talk about it." Sam said.

"...It was a heat of the moment thing." Rachel said.

"That's it? It didn't mean anything?" Sam asked.

"No." Rachel lied.

"Well, at least we know where we stand. We'll just forget about it." Sam said, hurt.

"...Yeah, okay." Rachel said and went back to her phone. She kept looking up at Sam briefly as he looked out of the window.

"...Are you okay with that?" Rachel asked almost like a demand.

"Fine." Sam snapped loudly. Rachel looked shocked for a minute then went back to her phone. Sam quickly felt bad and took her hand.

"I'm sorry. I'm...I'm stressed about the wedding." Sam said and looked out the window.

"There's something else." Rachel said and Sam looked at her.

"...What happened earlier between us...it, um...it mattered to me." Sam admitted. Rachel's heart stopped.

"...What?"

"It was amazing, Rachel. I know it, you know it. All of us guys, even when we were in Glee club all those years ago, always knew you were Finn's girl and left it at that. I've always thought of you as a friend, a hot one nonetheless, but a friend. A good one, especially in the last few years. Yet we've been having these moments, little unexplained moments where there's something between us. I'm not saying you should run into my arms and we can be happy, I know everything with Finn is raw for all of us even now, but I'm saying that maybe if you one day do want to give things a try, I'm yours and proudly so." Sam said, pouring his heart out. Rachel just stared at her friend with teary eyes.

"Say something Rachel, this is killing me." Sam added.

"...I don't have the words. I don't know what to say." Rachel said.

Silence for a while.

"Sam...you're a great guy, really great, and obviously there is a very real attraction between us, but-" Rachel began.

"-Stop there, Rachel, I get it. I'd rather not hear it." Sam interrupted.

"Sam..."

"No, it's fine. Just forget it. This is Kurt and Blaine's day after all." Sam said and went back to looking outside, wishing the ground would swallow him up.

Guilt filled Rachel as sadness filled Sam. Thing's just weren't simple between them anymore.

The train eventually reached Lima, where Sam and Rachel got their cases and made their way to the Hudson-Hummel home in silence.