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The chapter has nothing to do with the episode of Dynamic Duets, the title is just so that it is chronologically set, and although there is a line where you can relate it with what is happening in McKinley at the time, there's just it, nothing more. Anyway, I really hope you like it. Enjoy!

Jesse St. James, the guy she had met when she was just a sophomore, in a music store. Jesse St. James who had serenaded her with 'Hello' with just two minutes of actually meeting her and now, Rachel was finding herself listening to the song over and over again as if remembering how she had felt that first time she saw him and the first time she had heard him sing. She smiled to herself. Jesse had been her first true boyfriend, her first true love, mattering or not what had been his reasons to speak to her in the first place then (which didn't matter, not anymore anyway). The first guy she had brought to her dads to meet and the first one she had felt comfortable enough to talk endlessly about her porcelain boot and who knew as much of musical theater as her and wasn't ashamed of it. Who had taught her someone could love her back because of being herself and not in spite of. Coming to a conclusion in her mind; Jesse St. James had been just Jesse with her all along.

"Ugh! Could you please stop looking so...happily in love? Some people over here do not live in the stars." She blinked twice at the sound of Kurt's irritated voice coming out the bathroom.

"That's not my fault, you know?" Kurt passed in front of her and stopped to raise and indignant brow at her and then walked away.

"Anyway," he ignored, "how was St. James? Did he reached your expectations?" Kurt said smirking. Rachel flushed instantly and opened her eyes a bit more, then to just look away slightly embarrassed. "You have done it, haven't you?" He asked, reading his best friend very well.

"No." She replied slowly. Kurt raised both eyebrows surprised and Rachel just frowned at this. "What? We have been 'dating' for like two weeks, I mean, it's okay that we haven't...is it?" Kurt sighed and smiled sweetly at Rachel.

"Yeah, sure. It's just that, you're practically there when I arrive and we're not in high school anymore Rachel, this kind of stuff works differently and I think Jesse knows it." He walked towards her and sat down near her in the couch. "And besides, the poor guy has been waiting years..."

Rachel rolled her eyes at that, but then caught herself thinking about it as possible. That Jesse might be expecting something to happen soon, very soon. She bit her lip. And she might want it too.

Being with her like this, knowing he could lean over and catch her lips whenever he wanted left him to be utterly confused. Because if he was being totally honest he wanted to do more than just that. Jesse knew, remembered being a better word for this, the quiet dilemma he had suffered through their relationship when he was a senior in high school. When they were making out suddenly feeling he was pushing it too much and with Rachel saying she wasn't ready, he wondered every time they were in her bedroom if she was ever going to be. He didn't want to ask the question now, not feeling like it maybe, or too afraid of the answer he had knowledge was a yes; she was no longer a virgin, he knew. And Jesse didn't know how to act with that information held.

"Hey, do you want to come over?" He could almost see Rachel biting her lip, looking away slightly flushed even though they were just talking through the phone. "Um, Kurt is out and-"

"I'll be there." He interrupted strongly, and with a grin on his face.

Two weeks had gone by since they attended the too flawed performance of Grease and they had also became 'a thing' and they had seen each other every day and had a heated make out session in her couch almost every night, and always being caught by Kurt, who later had suggested to Rachel they moved to her room because if not he'd had to-this time for real-go and search for help in a therapist's office. They had, one night, moved it over to her bedroom, her bed, and that was when he realized why they hadn't before; Jesse didn't know how far to take it or how far would Rachel want to go and he wouldn't ask. The couch was a far more convenient location debt to Kurt being (unfortunately for him) their bell. And now Kurt wouldn't be there any time soon to 'save' him and they would have a bed. Rachel's bed, that since always had been his doom.

That was all Jesse could think about on the way to Rachel's and only stopping to buy a bottle of wine and once he got out of the liquorish he frowned and stood still in the street. They were really going to do 'it', and he raised both brows. Why was he feeling so...uneasy about this? This was Rachel, the girl of his dreams and who had become his best friend twice now.

Knocking on her door Jesse felt his heartbeat speed up and even more when the most beautiful woman stood in front of him once again that day. Jesse had to think, really, of how much Rachel had grown, remembering how she was the first time he actually talked to her in that-not at all conveniently located for him-music store. And now, of how he has the chance to see her and know her again, know this person that he always knew Rachel would become, the person he always looked at her by, not just because of her breathtaking voice, but because of all of her and the way she speaks truthfully about herself and people surrounding her, how she expresses her dreams and her hopes and her goals to all people, that Jesse had learned long ago, it wasn't principally to just brag about, it was because she wanted to be known by the person who hid inside her for so long and who Jesse was seeing how grew in herself everyday more and more, it was just something no one could ever take away from him. He would like to say it was because of him, that would've been an honor, but it was all Rachel, it was always all Rachel.

Their eyes were sparkling as they stared at each other for a while. He looked at the floor and chuckled, act followed by her. He noticed her struggle for words, and acknowledged his own. But Jesse just couldn't rely on words anymore. So he kissed her. He let his tired strength be what pulled her closer to him, and his earlier nervousness be lost with his hands on her waist, let her hands around his neck stead his thoughts and erase any hesitation he had. And her lips be his own type of paradise.

Jesse stepped inside and closed the door, Rachel pulled him backwards and a second later Jesse was pushed down eagerly onto her bed, and those familiar and heated lips were kissing his neck. He didn't even know when or how, but his hands got their own life and he could feel Rachel's body again, but like he had never done before, like she had never let him. And then she pulled away, leaving Jesse once again inside his long forgotten misery, one that only Rachel Berry could put him in.

"I'll be right back in just a minute." She smiled and walked nervously to the bathroom. Jesse smirked, this felt quite like it had felt three years ago, he just couldn't decide whether that was a good thing or a bad thing.

Just come out so we can talk, or sing about it. Definitely not singing about this time. Hope he wouldn't have to.

He laid down, looked at the ceiling and a phone rang, vibrating through the sheets until Jesse found it.

"Rach! Your phone is ringing!" He called down to her.

"Answer it, please!" Jesse sighed and looked at the ID caller that was identified as unknown. The ringing tone was becoming annoying in his feverish intend to let it go to voice mail , because of feeling awkward answering a phone that wasn't his, so he answered instead.

"Rachel?" Jesse stayed quiet trying to recognize the voice, that he was afraid, knew. "You know, lately I've been feeling like a superhero, like I can fly and stuff, like I can do anything." Jesse wanted to laugh but instead remained quiet as Finn kept talking. "And I think that involves getting you back, because you know that in the end it will always be us both." Finn said with his entirely hearable smirk and Jesse no longer wanted to laugh. "And you also know that St. Jerk is just a phase and the fact that you are letting me tell you all of this is because you are considering it. I know you Rachel." Jesse gulped down. He didn't even know when he started to feel intimidated by Finn Hudson. Didn't understand why, because, is Finn he's talking about. That clumsy lost giant, the same that had beaten Jesse in the race to Rachel's heart two times now. The first one, Jesse had to admit, had been his own fault. Trying to fake oblivion of that one insecurity he knows he has, Jesse snorted shortly but long enough so that Finn could feel that awful mortification in his stomach.

"Yes, well, Finn, I'll pass through your moving massage to my girlfriend." He said firmly but with a hint of mock and possession all together.

"What are you doing answering Rachel's phone?" Finn demanded after a big pause.

"She told me to." Jesse spoke confident. "Clearly thinking it would be someone important. It amazes me how fast she deleted your number." He pointed out, knowing precisely how it would make Finn's head burn.

"You don't know that." Finn defended.

"The call was marked as unknown. But could you please stop calling, this is getting kind of lame." He was about to hang up, but he heard Finn's voice again.

"I can't do that." And Jesse knew he wouldn't, but he needed to, if he truly cared about Rachel, like Jesse had done before. Letting her experience the happiness she's been deprived from in Lima, the happiness Jesse is sure she is feeling in New York.

"I thought you could do anything, superman." Jesse teased.

"Whatever, I'm calling later, when she's alone." Finn assured, which just made Jesse clench his jaw and wish the guy was there so he could punch him once and for all.

"Well, good luck with that."

He wasn't about to leave Rachel alone, not tonight anyway. But Jesse knew he had to, at some point, and Rachel will answer Finn's call one day or one night and Jesse is not sure what her answer will be to that little speech of Finn's. He frowned worried that he just might be, a phase. But he wouldn't be, not if it's up to him.

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