A/N: Sooo the home stretch! THIS is the LAST chapter until the Epilogue! I know it's a semi short fic but I'm quite happy with how it turned out! So please Review telling me what you think! I'll try and get the epilogue posted tomorrow! I hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it! J

My head has been pounding for probably the last week do to my new best friends Jack Daniels and Captain Morgan. I squeeze me eyes tighter trying to calm the pain that's consuming my head. I hear a knock on the door and groan.

"WHAT?" I hear the door swing open and slam closed. I lift my head to see an annoyed Puck. "What the hell dude? Did you have to slam the door?"

"Yes, I did!" He crosses his arms over his chest. "Look dude, I'm all for going out and partying, but you are a total buzz kill." I roll my eyes and lean back in my seat. "All you do is drink a shit ton and cry about Rachel!"

"She freaking broke my heart dude, what do you expect?" He walks up to my desk and leans over, his hands on my desk holding him up.

"You have two choices. One, get the fuck over it!" I try to talk but he stops me. "And two, grow some balls and go get her."

"I CAN"T DO THAT!" I stand up and Puck backs away. "Don't you get it? She played me! She wants nothing to do with me."

"Did she say that?" I shake my head and look down at my cluttered desk.

"She didn't have to." I hear Puck laugh and I look up at him. All I want to do is punch him in the face.

"Look, I know what Berry did was messed up, but maybe she has a point." I stare at my mohawked best friend and he looks sincere and honest.

"What do you mean?" He sits down in the chair across from my desk, motioning for me to sit as well.

"What I mean is that Rachel is a celebrity, her life is one big roller coaster already… are you sure you want on that ride?"

I didn't even need to think before I answered him. "Yes."

He smiles and nods. "Then I believe you have a plane to catch!" He gets up and heads for the door. He turns around and smiles. "But I'd shower and like… take some aspirin first. You look terrible and she could get literally any guy she wanted, and there is no way she would take you lookin like that."

He eyes me disgustedly before leaving my office. I smell my shirt and cringe at the smell of alcohol and sweat.

I hop up grabbing my keys and head for my apartment. I call Burt and tell him that I wouldn't be at work for the rest of the week. He wasn't too happy about having to check on the shop but he agreed to. After a quick shower and packing, I jump in my car and drive off to the airport. I quickly dial my mom's number and wait for her to pick up.

"Hey Finn, are you okay? Burt said you took the rest of the week off?"

"Yeah Mom, I'm on my way to the airport. I'm going to L.A"

"okay… and why is that?"

"I let her walk out of my life once and I'm not letting her go again."

There is a short silence. "Wait who?"

"Rachel."

"Wait Rachel was in Lima and she didn't come and visit?"

"She wasn't here to visit mom, I probably wouldn't have seen her unless I ran into her."

"Well what was she here for then?"

I sigh, of coarse my mother would want to play twenty one questions when I didn't have the time and or patience.

"Look Mom, Leroy got in an accident-"

"Oh my goodness, is he okay?"

"Would you please listen for like three seconds?"

"Sorry.."

"He is fine. I have to go but I'll call you back tomorrow."

"Okay honey, be safe."

"I will mom."

"And Finn?"

I roll my eyes. "Yes mom?"

"Go get your girl!"

I smile "That's the plan. Bye mom." I hang up the phone and turn up the radio while I speed to the airport.

After the hour drive to the airport grab my suitcase and hurry into the building. Waiting in line to purchase tickets was excruciatingly painful, but later rather then sooner I was at the counter trying to purchase a ticket.

"I need a ticket for your next flight to Los Angeles."

The ticket clerk eyed me for a second before typing on her computer. "Okay… our next flight to California is… at… four thirty."

I look down at my watch and see that it's two o'clock. "Okay I'll take it!"

She nods and types a few things before looking back at me. "Okay I just need to see your drivers license and when did you want your returning flight?"

I pull out my wallet and grab my license. "Actually I just want a one way ticket, thanks."

She takes my I.d and types my info in. "Okay that will be three hundred thirteen dollars."

What? Three hundred dollars for a one way flight? Geez I guess it's been awhile since I've traveled. I hand her my debit card, she then swipes it handing it back, along with my ticket as well as my I.d

After making my way threw security and I pull out my phone and dial Kurt's number.

"Hello?"

"Hey Kurt, it's Finn."

"I know Finn, I do have caller I.D."

I roll my eyes. "Look, I need your help."

He sighs. "Okay make it quick, I have to get back to work."

"Do you by chance know what hotel Rachel is staying at?"

"Why do you need to know this information Finn?"

I pause for a moment. "She's isn't answering me on her cell so I'm gonna try her hotel room."

"Have you thought that maybe that's a hint that she doesn't want to speak with you?"

"Kurt, I really need your help and if your not going to help me I'll find it myself-"

"Okay fine! She's staying at the Beverly Hills Hotel. She's staying in Suite 305."

"Thank you soo much Kurt! You're the best!"

He mumbles an 'uh huh' and hangs up. The plane ride was at a terrible start. I was stuck sitting next to two teenaged girls who were obsessing over some young Hollywood guy and we were only 2 hours into the flight.

"So why are you going to Cali?" I looked over to see both of the girls looking at me.

"Oh, I'm- I'm going to she my- a friend of mine."

The girls looked at each other then back at me. The brunette one arched her eyebrow. "Is this a lady friend?"

I looked at the two very curious girls. "Uhh, yes."

The girls smiled. "I knew it! So tell us about her? Do you love her?"

I laugh. "Uh… well…"

The blonde girl scuffs. "Don't be shy. We are just to hopeless romantic teenagers!"

"Yes, I love her." The blonde squeals and claps.

"Will you tell us the story? We are really into romance!"

The blonde nods in agreement. "Okay well her name is Rachel and we've been best friends since the second grade."

"Oh my gosh! This story is already soo romantic!" The blonde nudged the brunette.

"Tiffany! Stop interrupting!" She turned towards me and smiled. "Continue."

"Oh, well I ended up proposing to my high school girlfriend, Quinn."

"I'm guessing that didn't work out?" The blonde eyed Tiffany again and I just smiled and shook my head no.

"No, she cheated on me. But before you say I'm sorry… I'm not." I shift in my seat and continue. "Rachel ended up leaving Ohio to move to New York a few days after I told her I was asking Quinn to marry me. We didn't talk for the next seven years."

The blonde girl gasped. "Oh my gosh that's a long time!"

The brunette rolls her eyes. "And you keep yelling at me for interrupting."

"Whatever Tiff!" The blonde comments.

"What ever Britt!" she nudges the blonde. "Okay continue!"

"Well she ended up making it big on Broadway and-"

"Oh my god! You are NOT talking about Rachel Berry are you!"

"Umm, yes?" Both girls squeal and laugh.

"Oh my gosh we LOVE her!" The blonde one gushed.

"Seriously! We both have a tumblr blog dedicated to her!" The brunette said.

"Oh wow! That's a lot?"

"Umm, yeah!" The brunette, Tiffany comments.

"So wait.. Does this mean she isn't with Jesse?" The blonde, Brittany adds.

"No, she's not. That was just a rumor."

"I told you Brittany!"

The blonde rolled her eyes. "Yeah, yeah, yeah. So tell us what happened next!"

"Well she ended up coming home to Ohio because her father… well she came to see her parents." He didn't know if he should be telling to fan girls who run Rachel Berry blogs things bout her personal life. "Okay before I continue… you have to promise not to post anything on your blogs! If you don't I'll ask her if she would meet you!"

Both of the girls jaws dropped. The brunette looked like a fish as she was trying to find words. "You have a deal! Besides, we would never tell stories about Rachel's personal life! We are her biggest fans!" Brittany said with a genuine smile.

"Okay. Well my best friend Puck and I go to a local bar every Friday night and that particular night I saw my old best friend sitting at the bar." I looked at the girls waiting for one of them to interrupt, they both just nodded.

"Um, it was quite awkward actually and we didn't really talk. She just told me she had to go, so I walked her to her car and she drove off."

"So wait let me get this straight, you are tracking down your ex best friend after that?" Tiffany looked at me like I was an idiot.

"Well I'm not finished…."

"Tiff you should really learn that little thing called patience." Tiffany rolled her eyes and turned towards me again.

About three hours later the story was coming to a close and the girls were ready to shed some tears.

Brittany, with tears in her eyes started to speak. "So she just left… again? After that beautiful night and everything?"

I nod as Tiffany hands Brittany a tissue and they both wipe there tears. "So does she know your coming?"

"No, it was a last minute decision and I didn't want to give my self a reason to back down."

Brittany turns to Tiffany. "Gosh, why don't guys like him exist in real life?"

Tiffany wipes her eyes. "Well this is real life, but I don't know!" She looks at me and smiles. "I'm so glad the Rachel gets a guy like you. You are and amazing guy you know that?"

I look down and blush a little. "Not really, I'm just in love with a girl I refuse to let walk away again."

The blonde sobs a little! "Where did you come from? You are to perfect for words!"

I laugh. "Hardly, but thank you."

"So what's your plan? How are you going to get her back?" Tiffany takes a sip of what I assume is a diet cola and turns attention to me.

"Well I'm going to go to her hotel and…"

"Oh my gosh your gonna propose aren't you!" The blonde bounces in her seat.

"Umm…" The brunette squeals along with her.

"Wait what's your name?"

"It's Finn." They both nod and hold their hands out for me to shake.

"I'm Brittany and this is Tiff." I shake both of their hands.

"I got that! It's nice meeting you both." I smile as the girls smile and start talking about something called a 'ship name'.

I look at my watch and we should be landing soon. I take a deep breath and I hear more squeals coming from my left. I look over and the girls are beaming at me. "What?"

"We just came up with your ship name!" Britt squealed. "You ready?"

I nod. "As I'll ever be."

Tiffany smiles. "Finchel. Isn't it perfect? It's Finn and Rachel put together!"

I laugh. "Yeah, I like it!"

I get off the plane after receiving both Brittany and Tiffany's numbers so I can get a hold of them to meet Rachel and finished saying goodbye to the two girls. I hail a cab and I'm on my way to her hotel, my stomach in knots, my palms sweaty, and my nervous foot tap bouncing in the back of the cab. We pull up to the hotel and I jump out tossing the driver money and grabbing my bag. I take a deep breath and head in to the glamorous hotel. After receiving help from the bell boy I finally found her room.

I'm just standing out side like an idiot. I want to knock, I want her to open this door, I want to kiss her senseless, I just want to hold her. I just don't want to be turned down, I don't want her to break my heart more than it already is. I shake the negative thoughts from my head as I ring the bell next to the door. You must be really fancy to have a doorbell for a hotel room.

I've never been scared of Rachel before, but I definitely am now. I hear footsteps echo from inside and I take a deep breath.

The door opens and its Rachel. She is wearing black shorts and a white t-shirt with her famous pink socks, her hair up in a messy bun. She looks so comfy, so casual, but she is still the most beautiful woman ever. Her face is shocked, speechless, and I don't know whether to hug her or just stand here awkwardly.

She blinks a few times before she started speaking. "Finn… what are you doing here?"

"I know you think that it can't work… I know you think that I will resent you if it ends badly. I know you want to be with me too. I also know you have a crazy life, I get it. But what you don't understand is that I'm in love with you, that I'd do anything, move any where, give anything to be with you!" I run a hand through my hair. "Since you left… I- I have been a mess. I'm not going to wait another seven years for you to return and be married with a husband. I won't. I want to marry you Rachel… I want to have a family with you. And if that means I have to be hounded by paparazzi and move all over the country… it's a small price to pay. I've had to watch you walk away twice… I'm not letting you walk away from me ever again. I'm sorry but your stuck with me, I'm going to marry you someday Rachel."

She has tears in her eyes. It's silent for longer than I wanted, but I just starred into her big chocolate eyes. She looks down and I feel my stomach tighten. This looks like a bad reaction. "Is that a promise?" She said it so quite I almost missed it entirely.

I smile and step closer o her. "If you want it to be…"

She looked up and me tears now streaming down her cheeks. "If I say yes…-"

"Yes." She laughs and puts her head down again. "Whatever you want… it's yours."

She looks up again. "If I say yes." She pauses, eyeing me cautiously. "Will you finally sign my yearbook?"

I smile wide and wrap her up in the tightest hug I could manage without crushing her small frame. "I love you." I whisper into her ear.

"I love you too. More than you know." I pull back a little and place a small sweet kiss on her lips. I feel her smile and I return the smile and kiss her deeper.

I put her down and grab my bag as she grabs my caller and drags me into her hotel room. I shut the door with my foot and follow her into the master bedroom. We didn't emerge from that room until after the sun had risen.

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