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A/N: Voila! The FINAL Chapter. No citrus alert this time, you got your kinky fun in chapter two. This is all plot resolution baby, totally fluffy, but that's just the way I roll! Not sure when I'll be back with another story, so be on the lookout and enjoy!
Wish Upon A Star
Chapter Four: Your Heart Desires
When You Wish Upon A Star
Makes No Difference Who You Are
Anything Your Heart Desires
Will Come To You. . . .
Rachel led Finn into her house, still clutching his hand as if her life depended on it. As far as Finn knew, her life did depend on it. He was confused, but he wanted to trust Rachel. She had always trusted him, even when he was manipulating her feelings, so he was going to give her the benefit of the doubt and hear her story. He just thought she was being much weirder than usual.
Rachel was more than nervous. She was terrified of letting go of his hand and even more scared that he was going to run away screaming when she finally told him the truth. She sighed heavily. She had played this scenario over and over in her head all day and she never came up with a situation where he wouldn't be freaked out beyond all comprehension. She lead him up to her room and closed the door, to slow his escape if he tried to run away. She sat them down on the bed and he made no move to release his fingers. At least he still believed her a little bit.
"Okay Rachel. What's going on?"
She took a deep breath. Where should she even start? How can she explain something like this? She figured she should start at the very beginning. It took her a long time to collect her thoughts, but he just sat there and actually started to caress her hand, waiting patiently for her to answer.
"Well, it all started Monday night I guess."
"What started Monday?"
"I was upset. More than upset actually, I was borderline depressed. I was so worried that you hated me since we hadn't been speaking that I did something very drastic and very stupid." He urged her to continue and she sat there afraid to tell him the next part.
"What did you do Rachel?" She cringed. Here it goes...
"I made a wish." She said very quietly with her head turned away. He laughed for a split second, but stopped when he saw the crushed look on her face.
"A Wish?" He sounded more than skeptical.
"Yes. On a Shooting Star." He gave her a funny look. If he didn't believe this part, he really wasn't going to tolerate the rest.
"Okay, I'll bite. What did you wish for?"
"This is where you're gonna freak out! Please just don't leave until I can explain!" She jumped onto her knees and pressed her hands against his chest, her eyes wide with panic.
"Whoa, Rachel, okay. I promised I wouldn't let go, just tell me what happened." He was getting worried now, and part of him was starting to believe her; she never acted this way, so something crazy must be going on! He saw tears in her eyes.
"I wished that I could know what you were thinking and how you felt about me." She frowned when she said this and the tears were streaming down her face. She held onto his hand tighter than ever, afraid he was gonna bolt for the door at any second.
He laughed again.
"Rachel you can't be serious!"
"Finn please, I really made that wish and it came true. Now I can't even be in the same room as you, I can hear your thoughts screaming in my head and the pain is so bad it feels like my head is going to split open! It only goes away when I touch your skin. I don't know what to do!"
He looked at her with a very skeptical look in his eyes. He had never seen her cry before, so he knew something had to be going on with her. But could he actually believe the story she was telling? It was impossible for her to read his mind, and he had plenty of thoughts he did NOT want to share with Rachel.
"Okay, prove it. Tell me something you read from my mind."
"Um, you like chocolate?"
"Too easy. Something else."
"You think Ms. Hoffmeyer smells like cats."
"Everyone does." Oh man, she was going to have to pull out the big guns. . . .
"Fine! You want to know something deep and dark I pulled out of your mind?" He nodded, amused and not yet convinced. "I know about your problem with The Mailman."
For a second, she just noticed his smile melt away from his face. Then his jaw tightened and his eyes were guarded. He looked at her incredulously and moved to get off the bed.
"No, Finn you promised!" She grabbed onto him and he looked like he was aching to escape. She wouldn't let him. "Do you believe me now? The day I yelled at you in the hallway, you weren't talking to yourself. I had read your thoughts for the first time."
"So that day, and every day since, Spanish and Glee, you knew everything I was thinking?"
"And what you were feeling." Now he was officially freaked out.
He couldn't help himself, he pulled his hand away from her and made for the door.
The pain was so intense, so overwhelming, that Rachel fell over onto her bed and started to scream. He turned around, shocked at the sound.
". . .What the hell is going on here?. . .Should I believe her?. . . Quinn could have told her about the Mailman if she was bitchy enough to sabotage my life even further. . .she's screaming though. . .could she really be in that much pain?"
"Finn, Quinn didn't tell me I swear. Please, just hold my hand and the pain will go away, please. . ." She thought she was going to lose consciousness, her head was pounding so hard. . . .
He ran back to the bed and held onto her hand, fully believing her now. She had pulled that thought right from out of his head! It must be true!
"Rachel! Rachel are you okay?" She was shaking and her hands covered her ears. She barely nodded and the aftershocks of the pain echoed in her head. "I believe you Rachel."
She looked up at him with hope in her eyes.
"I am so sorry Finn. I should have never made this stupid wish. I have no idea how to make it go away. I tried unwishing it and it didn't work. The only thing that helps is when I touch your skin, but we can't stay attached forever. And the pain just keeps getting worse by the second. I thought I was going to pass out."
"Rachel. . .If it wasn't for me and the way I was treating you, you never would have gone and done something like this. I don't know how it ever came true, but you've made a believer out of me. I should have told you how I felt a long time ago, but now is as good as a time as ever. I care about you Rachel. If you haven't already gathered from my brain, I like you a lot. Like, a lot. And I know you like me too. I want us to try and be together, if your mind-reading abilities ever go away." He smiled and she felt one forming on her face for the first time in days.
"I would like that." She was so relieved she could cry. Finn actually believed her.
"So you were never mad at me or trying to avoid me this week?"
"Well I was trying to avoid you but that was because I didn't want to be in agonizing pain or feel how horny you got whenever I bent over."
His faced flushed crimson. "Oh, you, uh, know about that?"
She pointed to her head, "Yeah. I was literally feeling what you felt, I even. . . well. . .had an orgasm at Glee rehearsal that afternoon without even trying. It was so embarrassing. But that's how intense the feelings were." He squeezed her hand.
"Well at least now you know how I feel about you. And why I can't kiss you for more than a minute without freaking out."
"Maybe that can change, now that you don't have to worry anymore?" She smiled tentatively and he leaned in to kiss her. She met him halfway and when their lips joined she wanted to scream in joy. She had forgotten how soft his lips were and now nice it felt to hold him. He wrapped his arms around her as much as he could while still trying to hold her hand and they laid down together in her bed. They kissed some more and just held each other for hours. She was in bliss but her head was still in pain from a weeks worth of mind-reading.
"Finn, I'm so exhausted. I haven't slept in days and my head still feels like a war zone." He stroked her hear and held onto her body underneath the covers.
"Go to sleep Rachel, I'll be right here and we will figure out how to make this go away in the morning." He kissed her forehead and she closed her eyes, succumbing to the overwhelming exhaustion she felt and her gratitude to Finn for his understanding and support.
"I love you Finn." She said deliriously. He wasn't even sure she realized she said it, but she did. He was speechless for a whole minute, then he smoothed the hair away from her face and kissed her again.
"Good Night Rachel. . .I love you too."
Rachel tried to cover her head with her sheets to block away the bright morning sun but something heavy was on her and blocking her movement. She cracked open her eyes and was stunned to see Finn's giant limbs wrapped around her waist. The events of last night came rushing back to her and she was more than grateful he stayed with her and actually believed her story.
Her head felt clear. She wanted to say it felt normal but she was afraid to jump the gun and be dissapointed when the splitting pain returned. She turned around to look at Finn, sleeping next to her on her bed. If she wasn't witness to it happening, she never would have ever believed he had spent the night holding her in bed.
She giggled. He was drooling. It was adorable, but she was going to have to wash that pillowcase. . .
She heard him make a noise in his sleep, somewhere between a grunt and a cough, and she was pulled to his chest by his massive arms. He kissed her on the side of her head, and looked at her with sleepy eyes.
"Good Morning, how do you feel?"
"Fine so far, but I'm afraid to let go. And I have no idea how we're going to get rid of this."
"We take it one step at a time. Here, I have to use the bathroom, I'll run so you won't feel so terrible." She frowned, it wasn't going to help but she couldn't follow him into the bathroom. They sat up together in bed.
"Okay, on the count of three, you let go and run to the bathroom. One. . .Two. . .Three!" She let go of his hand and he sprinted for the door.
She sat there stunned as he ran to the bathroom.
There was no more pain. She couldn't hear him thinking on the way to the bathroom. She felt no other emotion than her own shock and happiness.
Her ability was gone.
She didn't know what she did between now and last night, but whatever she did cured her. Finn ran back from the bathroom and grabbed her hand. She was still stunned.
"Was it bad? Are you hurt? Rachel?"
"It's gone! Finn, it's gone!" She jumped into his arms and attacked his lips with kisses. She was ecstatic and he was more than relieved she was out of his head for good.
"Really?"
"Yes, I can't hear a thing now, I don't know what I did but it worked!"
"Well, we kissed."
"Yeah but this isn't a Disney Movie!" He looked at her tenderly and she felt herself melting in his arms.
"You said you loved me. Before you fell asleep."
"Really?" She was embarassed, she never intended on telling him so soon . .
"I said I loved you back." He was the one who looked embarrassed now. She just smiled and leaned in for another breathtaking kiss.
"This whole thing seems like a fairy tale. We can't even tell anyone."
"But we'll know Rachel. We know we got a happy ending."
She kissed him once again, marveling at the wonders of the world and how a silly little wish made all her dreams come true.
"Yeah, a Happy Ending sounds good to me."
Like a Bolt Out of the Blue
Fate Steps In and Sees You Through
When You Wish Upon A Star
Your Dreams Come True
THE END
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