At first her reaction was as 'Rachel Berry' as she could make it. Her face was ridden with the shock of the initial act that Jesse performed. Then, slowly but surely, she gave in to his methods, wrapping her small hands in the confines of his luscious curls. But something over came her in that instance, something that surprised her. She came to the realization that it was all starting again, it was all going to turn right back into what he had walked away from all those years ago, and she stepped back.

He felt her give in, felt her hands in his hair and felt her open her mouth to grant him entrance. So when the warmth suddenly vanished and the tears returned to her eyes, he could only look at his feet. 'It's all starting again, just as before...' He should have known that it would not be an easy thing, to regain the trust of Rachel Berry. Especially after he had lost it so viciously. But what was he to do, he had already apologized once...'She still is Rachel, no matter how different she looks. Remember what she said all those years ago? Girls like her don't get over things like this, like Barbara in the Way We Were.' He sighed, letting his hands fall to his side, trying his hardest to avoid her gaze at any cost. "Your heart's on the loose, you run in circles with nothing to lose. This ain't no place for the weary kind..." Rachel's eyes looked up to him, the words stabbing her like an icy knife.

"Grace in light, somehow I found you here, torn from the hope and fear that holds us inside." The two songs that she could never see fit for each other went hand in hand with their two emotions. He was the 'weary kind' and she was shattered every moment he glanced her way. "Pulled me out, looked from the world I'd known. All that was broken and cold, brought me in here. From you one look, just one look and everything is shattered."

"You called all your shots, shooting the ball at the corner truck stop. Somehow these don't feel like home anymore. And this ain't no place for the weary kind, this ain't no place to lose your mind."

"From you one word, towers burn and fall."

"This ain't no place to fall behind. Pick up your crazy heart and give it one more try." Jesse finished the song on a higher note than was in the song, each of them expressing whatever they could through the words of their impromptu mash-up. "People are probably watching us," she muttered, a sudden blush creeping upon her cheeks as she swiftly tried to wipe them away. "Let them watch," he said in the same small whisper that she had adorned and again, his lips found hers.

Forgiveness was not something easily given, this much Rachel knew, but still she did not pull away from Jesse, still she stayed and held onto him. It was as if nothing happened, as if everything had been a horrible dream and she was back at the start of their relationship. Well, as close as she could get. "I have to go soon," she said when they finally broke, her voice giving of a hint of sadness as she looked into the blue-green eyes that towered above her. "I have rehearsals for our musical later. We're working on my solo, if you'd like to come I'd like to have you sit in, give me pointers? You always were good and telling me when I was not up to par."

And how wrong he had been when he spoke. It had all began with a lie, the entire basis of their relationship. When he had told her that she lacked the emotionality that Barbara harbored in Funny Girl while singing Don't Rain on My Parade, he had told one of the greatest lies he ever had to, a sin that he did not think God would forgive. Rachel Berry lacked no emotion when she sang, if anything, he almost thought she could have given the great Miss Streisand a run for her money. "We're doing Next to Normal and I have to sing Everything Else." He smiled, nodding as they continued down the sidewalk, his hand finding hers as they made their way towards his car to drive her to USC. "Of course I'd listen," he said with a smile. It seemed that all he could do was say 'Yes' to Rachel Berry.

As soon as the two reached the car, Rachel reached for the radio. It was almost an instinct that she had when he came to driving with Jesse, even after all this time. When they were in high school, they would each pick a song, depending on the length of the drive, for the other to sing and first to get to the radio was the first to chose. Jesse then supposed the rules were still in play. "You would remember." He quickly turned the engine on, looking to Rachel and handing her the iPod without another word. To his surprise, a song that he would never pin Rachel for came out of the speakers and he could help but smile as he backed out of the parking spot during the instrumental opening.

"I've been roaming, always looking down at all I see. Painted faces fill the places I can't reach." And together they sang, Rachel chiming in when she felt the need to express her opinion musically. "You know that I could use somebody. You know that I could use somebody. Someone like you and all you know and how you speak. Countless lovers uncover of the street. You know that I could use somebody. You know that I could use somebody. Someone like you."

Jesse didn't understand why this was so different. He had sung with Rachel countless times, three times in the last few hours alone, yet this moment, in the car just as they used to be, sent a familiar feeling of ecstasy coursing through his veins.

Rachel stopped when the verse came back, letting Jesse's voice take over once more. "Off in the night while you live it up I'm off to sleep, waging wars to shake the poet and the beat. I hope it's gonna make you notice, I hope it's gonna make you notice..." And he grew quite as the softest note he ever heard emanated from Rachel, the sweet sound to ever reach his ears.

"Someone like me."