Hey there! For all you Gleeks out there, here is the newest chapter to be posted here for you to read! I hope you enjoy it! And I also hope you found yesterday's puppet infested episode of Glee enjoyable! Just so any fans of Brody are warned, you are probably going to so hate me for what goes down in this chapter regarding him. I'm sorry, but I'm just too much of a Finchel fan to really be all that friendly towards him in this story.
Anyway, for all Gleeks out there, please read, review, and definitely enjoy (and please, PLEASE, leave reviews!)
Again, I do not own Glee. If I did, Brody would have stayed the Hell away from Rachel throughout season 4 and the Finchel breakup in season 4 would have never happened.
Chapter 7:
A Chance at Salvation
Rachel was hyperventilating as she stared at her enraged roommate. As she stood there in terror, she went through her memory of the last few minutes she'd spent relaxing in her arm chair and talking to Finn on the phone. As far as she could tell, she hadn't noticed any sign of Brody returning. She hadn't even heard his footsteps coming up towards her from behind. Seconds later, Rachel stared back into Brody's icy rage-filled eyes, and tried as hard as she could to take deep breaths and calm herself down.
Unfortunately, before Rachel could even calm down by a fraction, Brody roared, "I said, who were you talking to!?"
Terrified once more, Rachel nervously stuttered, "I was just talking to my director. We were discussing my schedule between Wicked and the next show I could audition for . . ."
Brody interrupted, "Don't you lie to me woman! I know who you were talking to! You were talking to Finn weren't you?"
Rachel gulped, debated on telling the truth, but then realized that it would be no use trying to convince Brody otherwise when he already appeared to know the truth, and she slowly nodded her head in the affirmative.
Brody snarled, and Rachel could tell that she had struck a nerve. With an inarticulate howl of rage, Brody stomped his foot heavily down on the floor. Brody snapped his head back up to look at Rachel once more and shouted, "Is he really that important to you!? More important than old college sweet hearts!?"
Rachel shouted back, "We have nothing romantic between us! You yourself made it clear that you were only going to be my roommate as a good old friend! Do you have any idea how you're making my life in my own home outside Broadway a living Hell right now?"
In a flash, Brody grabbed Rachel by the lapel of her coat and forcefully slammed her up against the counter; his furious face inches away from her own terrified face. As Brody breathed heavily in her face, Rachel smelled the alcohol on his breath, and knew that he was beyond listening to reason at this point. Brody roared in rage, "You made my life a living Hell! Don't you remember what you promised me when I first became your roommate?"
At the sound of this, Rachel's heart sank even further in despair, for she remembered that day all too well.
. . . . .
(Flashback)
Rachel entered her apartment, a smile on her face as she remembered her astounding performance as Belle in the performance of Beauty and the Beast that had taken place that day. She smiled even further at how her lead partner, Sam Evans, had done an equally good job. Sam had chosen to practice for his eventually becoming a movie star by playing in roles on Broadway, and in his audition for Beauty and the Beast, he had made such a convincing dramatic monologue as the Disney version of the beast that the Broadway producers had handed that very role to him in a heartbeat. Now, with his new fame as a Broadway actor, and the money that was now being given to him as payment for his services to Broadway, Sam now had all he needed to step up the ladder and become a movie star. Now that she thought about, Rachel certainly had to admit that she was certainly doing pretty good in her life as a Broadway actress at age 27.
Still smiling, Rachel placed her bags down on the floor and walked over to the kitchen to prepare some tea and get ready to order a veggie lovers pizza for lunch. Immediately after beginning the process of boiling her tea, she brought out her phone and was about to call Kurt to see if he could come over later to talk with her about his latest designs when she heard a knock on the door.
Rachel looked up from her cell phone, confused. Who could be visiting her at this hour? She knew that Kurt was still at Vogue in a conference with some of the lead fashion designers and that he wouldn't be back at the apartment until 3:00 that afternoon. Also, she had a pretty good feeling that none of her other friends from the glee club had come for a surprise visit, particularly since she knew that they would already be busy with their own plans. Curious as to whom her unexpected guest was, Rachel walked over to the door and opened it up.
When Rachel opened the door and saw the person who was standing right at the door, she gasped silently. It was her old college sweet heart, Brody Weston. As Rachel stared in shock at Brody, he smiled the charismatic smile that she remembered from when she had been dating him, rubbed his fingers through his dark hair, showing off the muscles in his right arm while doing so, and stared happily at her with his sky blue eyes.
Eventually, Brody lowered his hand from his hair and said, "Good afternoon Rachel. Need I say that you were amazing earlier?"
Rachel finally managed to speak, saying, "What are you doing here?!"
Brody chuckled, and said, "Just thought I'd drop by and say hello, or should I say, bon soire?"
Rachel responded, "But . . . how did you even know where I live?"
"I followed you home from the theater. Besides, I had a feeling you'd still be living somewhere in this area."
"Well ok than, but on that note, why did you come here?"
Brody smiled once more, and he replied, "Don't worry, I'm not here to try to win you back as my girlfriend. That ship has sailed."
Rachel sighed in relief, and then felt guilty for doing so directly in front of Brody.
Brody chuckled and said, "Oh it's ok. I understand perfectly. In fact, I'm here for something else."
"Let's hear it then," Rachel said folding her arms across her chest.
"Well, I've heard about you quite a lot in the news and I can definitely say that I always knew you'd end up the way you are now." Rachel smiled at the compliment, but said nothing as she had a feeling that Brody wasn't finished.
Sure enough, Brody continued, "Well, on that note, I've been watching you perform for the last few musicals you've been cast in, and having done so, I'm now thinking, perhaps it's time I started trying to pursue my own career in Broadway."
Rachel's eyebrows rose as she heard this, for she'd expected that Brody would try to pursue a Broadway career himself sooner or later, and was surprised indeed that he hadn't already done so before now. Pleased with the news, she said, "Well I'm very happy for you and am honored that you were in the audience for my last few performances, but what does this have to do with me helping you?"
Brody smiled, and responded, "Well getting started on a career in Broadway often takes time, and I had a feeling that I might not exactly be able to handle the process the way I'm currently living. Also, I have a pretty good feeling that you probably might feel rather lonely at times living in this apartment room all by yourself, especially since Kurt and your other friends can't visit you all the time. Therefore, I thought that since we are old friends, we could do each other a little favor in that regard."
Rachel thought to herself, saw that Brody's proposal sounded reasonable, and replied, "Hmm, well what might that favor be?"
"Well, my current idea on that regard is that I could perhaps live with you as your roommate while I get my career on track. I mean, as far as I can think of at the moment, I'm pretty sure it will be ok since we'll just be living together as good friends doing each other a favor; you providing me with a place to live while I get my career on track while I provide you with someone to keep you company whenever your other friends aren't here visiting. Also, I'm thinking that once my career is going smoothly like yours, I will have all that I need to move on and find a permanent residence of my own. And like I said, we're just good friends. All in all, I believe this is what one would call a win-win situation. What do you say?"
Rachel thought hard to herself, and realized that the idea certainly held quite a bit of appeal for her. After all, she certainly knew that she wouldn't mind having a roommate to keep her company when Kurt and her other friends were unable to do so. Besides, as Brody had made clear, she didn't have to worry about him in regard to romantic matters since they would just be living together as two old friends doing each other a favor. In that instant, she stepped aside, gesturing for Brody to enter, and said, "Well in that case, welcome to your new temporary home Mr. Weston."
Brody chuckled, and walked in. Immediately after entering, Brody looked around the room in awe. Rachel smiled as she saw the awestruck look on Brody's face, and asked, "Looks marvelous doesn't it?"
Brody managed to stammer, "This . . . this is incredible! It's like a palace in here!"
Rachel chuckled, and replied, "Oh believe me, there are far more spectacular places in other areas of the world. Still, I guess I could call it our little New York Palace."
Brody nodded in agreement, and said, "That we can," before noticing the tea on the stove and saying, "Your tea's ready."
Rachel immediately rushed over to the stove and turned it off just in time. She sniffed her tea, and sighed in content as she noticed that her tea was perfectly boiled and ready. Brody smiled, and pulled a can of Diet Pepsi from his backpack. Immediately afterward, he opened up the can and raised it up towards Rachel. Rachel, who had now guessed what Brody was planning, raised her tea mug and extended it towards him. Smiling, Brody said, "A toast!"
"To friendship!" the two friends yelled at the same time as they gently clashed their drinks together. Immediately afterward, they both took a sip from their respective drinks.
As they continued drinking after their toast, Brody said, "Are you absolutely positive that you're willing to do this Rachel? I mean I could always find somewhere else to live."
Rachel shook her head and said, "Don't worry. It's fine. I'll make sure your life is happy and comfortable long enough for you to get a firmly established Broadway career like me."
"You sure?"
"Yes of course Brody. Don't you worry about a thing. You're bound to get a good career set up on Broadway. What could possibly go wrong?"
. . . . .
Thirteen years later, the 40 year old Rachel cringed inwardly as she remembered how she'd asked Brody that innocent question that day, completely unaware of how very different the answer to that question in this particular case would turn out to be from what she'd expected. For the three years that had followed immediately after that day, things had gone smoothly enough. In fact, Brody had managed to land a number of important, but not leading, roles in some plays that Rachel had been cast in. In fact, after his very convincing performance as Riff in West Side Story, Brody's future as a Broadway actor seemed very bright and promising indeed. Even Kurt, who still hadn't quite fully trusted him even then, had to admit that he certainly didn't see anything that could possibly go wrong.
Unfortunately, there had indeed been something that could go wrong. And indeed it did go wrong in the most disastrous way possible. On Brody's fourth year in living at Rachel's apartment while working to get his career on track, exactly one week before the day of cast auditions for an upcoming performance of Guys and Dolls in which he now had very high chances of making it into being cast as Nathan Detroit, he had happened to have a friendly chat with a woman who had been sitting next to him on the subway that he was taking to get back to Rachel's apartment. Through sheer bad luck, the woman had turned out to be one of Brody's former clients from when he had worked as a prostitute doing his college years. Almost immediately after the woman had realized who Brody was, she had almost immediately asked for him to repeat the experience with her all over again. Brody had stalwartly refused that time, and had done the same for the 11 requests that had followed. However, on the very last day before the auditions, the woman had made her thirteenth request for him to take her out on a date and go "all the way" with her and he'd accepted her request simply to get her to shut up. The fact that he'd given in was bad enough, but to make matters worse, he had stood her up for the date, which had been scheduled for later that night, just to make a point.
Upon realizing she'd been taken for a ride, Brody's former client had been justifiably angry and feeling slighted. Unfortunately, she had also known the perfect way to get revenge. The very next morning after the incident, right before Brody even made it to the Broadway theater for his audition, the woman had beaten him to the theater and told the Broadway producers about how Brody had once been a prostitute during his college years, the one piece of information that Brody had chosen to keep a secret.
After that had happened, it was all over for Brody. Upon learning about Brody's secret, the Broadway producers had taken advantage of every opportunity provided for them to hold it against him through their casting. As a result of his former prostitution career, he was never cast leading, or even important, roles anymore. At best, he was given a minor role; whereas at worst, he was given little more than a position on the chorus line.
With his dreams dashed beyond repair, Brody had been beyond furious and had needed someone to blame; and so he had started blaming Rachel for not helping him solve his problem with his former client. By the time of his seventh year living with Rachel, Brody had quit Broadway altogether, and had resorted to alcoholism in an attempt to ease the pain. Unfortunately, even when drunk, his pain remained as sharp as ever, and his bitterness and fury towards Rachel had burned as strongly as ever. In fact, when he was drunk, his fits of rage against Rachel became even more dangerous than when he was sober. In fact, due to how hazardous to her health living with Brody had become, Rachel now spent far more time practically living in Kurt's apartment then she did in her own apartment when outside of Broadway, for Kurt's apartment was the only place she felt safe in now outside of Broadway. The only reason she'd even bothered to come to her own apartment that night was because Brody had been at the Coyote Ugly Bar while Rachel was performing and she hadn't expected him to return from there so relatively early.
Rachel was abruptly jolted back out of her reverie when Brody shouted, "You promised that you would help me! Look what you've done now! I had an entire career just like yours ahead of me, and it all went down the drain because you abandoned me in my situation with my former client! You left me alone to deal with it by myself at a time I needed you the most! You broke your deal and made my life a living Hell! For that, I will do the same for yours again and again for the rest of your miserable life!" The instant Brody finished shouting this, he punched Rachel in the face without warning.
Rachel fell to the floor, stunned and in pain from the blow. Her eyes managed to clear up from the reflex tears just in time for her to see Brody lift his right foot and swiftly lower it down towards her. She quickly rolled herself out of the way, and Brody's foot slammed down harmlessly on the floor. Scrambling wildly, Rachel got up on her feet, dashed over to the armchair and scooped up her handbag before dashing out the door, just barely evading Brody's furious blows the entire time.
As Rachel ran as fast as she could through the hallway towards where she knew she'd find the elevator, she heard Brody's furious voice roar, "Go ahead and run you cowardly snake! You can't hide from me behind your faggy best friend Hummel forever! Some day or other, you will come back here, and I will finish this! You will pay! You will suffer! You will die!"
Rachel could feel Brody's scathing words cut into her like a flaming sword. Nearly in tears, she hurriedly rammed her finger on the up button on the elevator repeatedly as soon as she reached the elevator. When the elevator opened, she dove in and rammed her fist on the button for the floor directly above her own apartment room's floor. When the doors finally closed, she leaned back on the back wall of the elevator, panting in relief as she basked in the feeling of security provided by being safe inside the elevator. When the elevator opened up, Rachel dashed out into the hallway, her hands already fumbling for the spare key card to Kurt's apartment that she kept in her pocket with her phone. Now was a time she truly needed Kurt more than ever.
. . . . .
Kurt Hummel smiled as he gazed at his ringing cell-phone. Of all the people who could have been calling him now, his step brother Finn Hudson was certainly a welcome surprise. Still smiling, his glassy blue eyes agleam, Kurt answered the phone and put it up to his ear. "Hello," Kurt said happily.
"Hey there bro! Nice to talk to you!" Finn's excited voice exclaimed on the other end of the line.
Kurt grinned, and said, "Nice to talk to you to Finn. How is everything?"
"Well, I can definitely say that life as a teacher is as enjoyable for me as always. Speaking of careers, how's Vogue treating you?"
"Busy as usual. At the rate we're currently going with all these requests we're receiving and projects we're working on, I probably won't be able to take a break for Broadway for at least a few months."
As Kurt said this, he smiled as he remembered the numerous designs he'd made in the last two months in his work at Vogue. Ever since he'd risen up to replace Isabelle Wright after his former boss had retired, he couldn't have been happier. What made him happier still, was how every once and a while, he'd have a break from and perform in a Broadway show. As he had the thought, he sighed as he thought of how much he would have loved to play in the role of Oz in the recent performances of Wicked. "Oh well," he thought to himself. "There's always next time."
Remembering that he was talking to Finn, Kurt eventually said, "Well never mind about all that. Is there anything else you wanted to talk to me about? Knowing you, I have a pretty good feeling that you didn't call me right now just so we could discuss our jobs."
"You are correct. There is something else I'd like to talk to you about."
"Go on."
"Well, I've decided that in a few months or so, we could all hang out together at Lima for a New Directions reunion, and I do mean all of us."
At the sound of this, Kurt's eyes widened. He had not expected this kind of idea. However, as he digested the thought of a reunion among the New Directions alumni, he found that he actually found the idea quite enjoyable. Smiling, he replied, "Well that's a wonderful idea, and on that regard, I'm happy to accept your invitation."
"Thanks Kurt. Boy I'm happy you accepted; especially since Rachel's already agreed to come, not to mention help me out in getting the invitations to everyone else."
Kurt's eyebrows rose at this, for he didn't fully understand what Finn meant by the last bit. "And how would she be helping you set things up for this reunion?"
"Well, apart from you and Rachel, I don't really have a strong phone-based relationship with the rest of our friends from the glee club, and I had a feeling that you and Rachel would have an easier time in finding out where they live so that I would know their mail addresses and be able to send their invitations in the mail. In fact, I was hoping you'd help Rachel out since she's already agreed to it."
Kurt nodded, for now that he'd heard Finn explain it, he found that the idea certainly made sense. "Very well then, I'll make sure that I get to work on this task as soon as possible. But first I'll need to talk to Rachel about it so we can discuss when to get started and who we should look for first."
"Sounds good. In fact, Rachel told me that she'd drop by and see you later tonight after you had a chance for me to call you and invite you to the reunion. She should probably be on her way right now."
Kurt smiled, and responded, "That certainly does sound like Rachel. Very well, we'll make sure to contact you as soon as we've figured out the mail addresses for any of our other friends from the New Directions. Sound good?"
"Sounds good Kurt, thanks."
"You're welcome. Talk to you later."
"Goodbye Kurt."
Kurt smiled, and hung up his cell phone. Upon doing so, he slumped down onto his couch, smiling as he thought of how much fun it would be to hang out with all his old friends from the glee club after so many years. His smile widened as he thought of how much he was now looking forward to hanging out with Finn, Rachel, Artie, Mercedes, Tina, and all the others.
That is, almost all the others, for now Kurt found himself thinking about Blaine. He sighed as he thought once again about his ex-boyfriend who had gone so far as to propose marriage to him directly after regionals that fateful year after graduating while Blaine had still been a senior at McKinley High. He remembered how shocked he'd been, how he'd furiously racked his mind trying to decide what to do, and how he'd eventually said right in front of Blaine and everyone else in the room at the time that he wasn't yet sure about what he wanted, but that when the time was right, he would have a definitive answer. He knew that he'd been telling the truth then, for while he knew a part of him still loved Blaine and very much wanted to marry him someday, the other part of him was still confused about his feelings for Adam Crawford, his college sweetheart. In fact, ever since Blaine's proposal, Kurt's relationship with Adam had become increasingly strained. Now, he wasn't really sure what he would do, and he didn't know if he was truly willing to face up to Blaine later this year with all of their other friends in the New Directions with them for a reunion.
Sighing, Kurt said to himself, "What am I going to do?"
However, Kurt would soon find that his newly reawakened situation regarding his relationship with Blaine was the least of his problems at the moment after he heard a knock on his apartment door. At the sound of the knocking, Kurt allowed a small smile to come on his face, for he had an almost instinctive feeling that he would find Rachel at the door. Still smiling, Kurt walked over to the door to his apartment and opened it up without hesitation. Kurt's smile widened afterward, for Rachel was indeed standing right there at the door, all dressed up in the beautiful white cotton winter coat he'd made specifically for her, and clutching her large red leather handbag.
However, when Kurt saw the look on Rachel's face, his smile faded. Rachel looked haggard and weak, as if she'd gone through a very harrowing ordeal, and her eyes had a look of pain and relief in them. Kurt's face took on a look full of concern and slight fear when he saw how his best friend appeared to be, for he could think of only one reason why Rachel would have such a look on her face.
Sighing, Kurt said, "Hello Rachel. Let me guess, that cowardly monster you have for a roommate just did it again."
Rachel nodded, nearly in tears.
Kurt, his suspicions confirmed, stepped aside to let Rachel in. The instant Rachel entered he closed the door and hooked up the latch chain for double security. Kurt turned away from his door just in time to see Rachel sit down on the couch that he himself had been sitting on before and break down.
Kurt immediately rushed over to Rachel upon seeing her begin to cry, and impulsively hugged her. Sobbing, Rachel hugged Kurt back, tears pouring from her eyes like waterfalls. "It's ok Rachel, everything's going to be fine," Kurt said repeatedly as Rachel continued to weep uncontrollably.
After what seemed to Kurt like an eternity, Rachel finally managed to subside in her crying, and she wiped her eyes, sniffling as she did so. After giving Rachel a minute to take a deep breath, Kurt asked, "What happened this time?"
Rachel sniffed, and said, "Brody returned from the Coyote Ugly Bar earlier than he'd said he would, and he caught me in the midst of my conversation with Finn from when he was talking to me about the New Directions reunion he was planning. He knew who I was talking to, and he was drunk. I barely got out with my life, and he still intends to finish what he started tonight as soon as I come back to my apartment next time." Upon finishing her explanation, Rachel started crying again. Kurt nodded, and patted Rachel on the head, for he knew that it had to feel like a living nightmare for Rachel considering what she was going through. Besides, he certainly understood how Rachel's talking to Finn about the reunion might have angered Brody even further when he was already in a drunken rage.
When Rachel stopped crying once again, Kurt seated himself right next to Rachel and said, "Rachel, you've got to do something about this."
Rachel replied, "I don't know Kurt. I'm not sure if I can do anything about this to Brody. He's already gone through enough."
"Rachel, I don't care. Ok I admit, I understand that he's angry about what happened to him regarding his Broadway dreams, and I'd feel pretty angry if I were in his shoes, but that doesn't give him the right to abuse you the way he's been doing. He's been treating you like garbage for the last ten years, and it's only been getting worse since he became an alcoholic. You're practically living with me now. Do you realize how dangerous living with Brody has become? You said so yourself, you could have been killed tonight, and he still intends to finish the job the next time he sees you in your apartment when I'm not around to protect you. You can't let this go on Rachel; it needs to stop."
Rachel opened her mouth to reply, but paused as she realized that Kurt was telling the truth. Living with Brody had now become so dangerous that she was virtually living with Kurt instead of in her own apartment, the one that she and Brody had called their little New York Palace. She sniffed as she realized that, like it or not, she needed to do something about Brody, but she didn't know what she could do without serious risk of getting severely harmed or worse. Besides, as she'd said to Kurt just now, Brody had already gone through enough. Oh what was she going to do?
She eventually managed to say, "Well ok, I guess you're right. But what am I going to do? I can't just kick him out of the apartment. He's got nowhere else to go. He'll be homeless if I make him leave the apartment."
"Rachel . . . ,"
"Kurt, please hear me out. Besides, Brody being homeless as a result of this will be the least of my problems. He nearly killed me tonight. He's bound to get even angrier if I try to stand up to him and make him leave, and he might do something worse than what he tried tonight, even if he's sober. I don't know if it would be safe for me to stand up to him like that even if you were there to help me. And even if he doesn't do anything at that kind of time, he's bound to hold a grudge and continue to go after me to try to get revenge, and you can't always be around to protect me. I'm scared Kurt. I don't know what to do."
Kurt stared, stunned as he digested what Rachel had just told him. From what he'd heard from Rachel in past experiences lately, he'd known that Rachel was in a dangerously tense relationship with Brody. However, having now heard what Rachel had just told him now, he now realized that his best friend's situation was even worse than he'd thought. As he had the thought, he realized that for Rachel, this was more than just a living nightmare, but a terrible endangerment to her life. For Rachel, this was life and death, a merciless trap between a rock and a fireplace, all in all, a living Hell on Earth.
Eventually, Kurt managed to say, "You know what Rachel, I now understand even further about what's going on. In fact, your situation with Brody isn't nearly as bad as I'd thought."
Rachel looked up with a look of shocked incredulousness on her face. "It isn't?"
"Nope, as a matter of fact it's worse! And now I know just the thing we need to do to get you out of this situation."
At the sound of the last bit, Rachel's eyes widened even further in surprise. A bonfire of hope was beginning to build inside her as she fully realized what Kurt had just said. "You mean?"
"You've got that right Rachel, you are going to escape from that bloodthirsty psychopath, and I am going to help you. In fact, I know the perfect way to get started."
As soon as Kurt said this, he got up from the couch and walked resolutely over to the kitchen. Upon entry, he walked over to his desk, where his laptop just happened to still be lying around on, sat down, and opened up his laptop before turning it on. Rachel followed, the light slowly coming back into her eyes as she saw what Kurt was doing. "Are you doing what I think you're doing?" Rachel asked innocently with a hint of her familiar confidence.
Kurt smiled, and replied, "You bet I am. We are going to go join Finn in Lima for the New Directions reunion, and we are going to help him make sure that everyone else is there to enjoy it with us, starting right now."
Kurt's laptop finished booting up the instant Kurt finished talking, and he quickly logged in before opening up his email account on yahoo. Immediately after he opened up his contacts page on , Kurt looked over at Rachel and eagerly asked, "Well, whose address should we inform Finn of first?"
Rachel raised her eyebrows and said, "Are you absolutely sure you're willing to do this Kurt? I mean, you do realize that you will likely have to face up to Blaine and give a definitive answer to his proposal if we follow through with this right?"
Kurt sighed as he was reminded of the unpalatable situation he was now in regarding Blaine, but then made up his mind and said, "I may not like this situation I'm in with Blaine, but your situation with Brody is far worse. I am not going to let it continue, and I am going to help you out of it, and so are all of our friends in the New Directions, Blaine included. Now who do you want me to look up the address of first?"
Rachel, now reassured that Kurt was willing to do whatever it took to help her, thought to herself about who she wanted to help Finn hunt for the address of first. Eventually, with her old confident smile on her face, she said without hesitation, "Mercedes. She was the very first to sign up for the New Directions when it was first born. She deserves to be the first to know about this reunion after us."
Kurt grinned, for he'd been thinking the same thing, and he promptly located her name on his yahoo contact list. Immediately after he noticed her name, he remembered another important detail. "You know Rachel, while we're inviting Mercedes, we might as well go ahead and help Finn get Sam's invitation out of the way to. After all, it's only fair since they're husband and wife now." Rachel smiled as she remembered how happy Mercedes and Sam were now living together as a married couple in L.A. In fact, now that she thought about, they actually had two kids now; a son named Martin, and a daughter named Jocelyn. Oh how Rachel looked forward to hearing more about the two Evans children from the mouths of their parents themselves. Besides, it was about time she actually talked to Mercedes about how things had been going for her ever since she'd successfully gotten herself a second, and this time permanent, record deal with a much more understanding producer. In fact, now that she thought about it, she also wanted very much to talk to Sam about how his movie career was going ever since he'd successfully landed one directly after his stunning performance alongside her as the Beast in the Broadway performance of Beauty and the Beast thirteen years ago.
Her mind made up, Rachel leaned forward to help Kurt with his home mail address hunting. Before long, the two friends smiled as they gazed at the mail addresses for the Evans family. In a flash, Kurt whipped out his notepad and wrote down the Evans family's home and work addresses. Kurt's smile widened as he thought of how happy Finn would be when they sent the completed list of addresses to him. Seconds later, Kurt turned his head to Rachel and said, "Well that was easy. Who's next?"
And there you have it! Kurt and Rachel are officially on board with the reunion, are well on the way to getting the other New Directions alumni informed about it, and are ready to do whatever it takes for Rachel to be rescued from her potentially lethal situation with Brody. I hope you enjoy this chapter. Please read and review!
Coming up next: Sam and Mercedes receive their invitation to the reunion. Will they go? And whose presence in the reunion could possibly put a damper on Sam's enthusiasm for the opportunity to come to Lima and hang out with all his glee club friends? Find out on the next update!
