Chapter Ten

Noah stayed the night again on Monday; his mom said she'd seen him become so much happier since he'd been hanging around with us, even in the very short amount of time in which we'd been hanging out. The guys liked that they had another guy to talk too, even though I was there, they couldn't really talk girls, well they could, but not in the way guys talk about girls, you know, whose hot etc. The week went by rather fast and we had a special assembly on Friday morning to commemorate the twin tower attacks. I cried a little, but no one, other than Noah asked me if I was okay.

"So guys today we're going to work on…," I sighed I couldn't pay attention to Mr Schue, I was still very worried about Jack and Dylan, they were very quiet, and hadn't smiled properly for days, but when either myself or Cam tried to talk to them, they either changed the subject or left the room. "Rach," said Noah softly. I looked up and he gestured to the door. Jack Dylan and Cam were stood in the doorway, I could see right through their masks. "Oh god not you three again," said Mr Schue. "What's your excuse this time,"
"You ready to go Rach," said Cam, he was the only one able to talk. I could see how tense Jack and Dylan were.
"Yes," I said softly. I turned to Noah, "I'll call you once we get to the hotel okay,"
"Sure," he said. "I'll miss you,"
"I know," I said. I kissed him passionately and was about to leave when the others came to their senses. "What is going on here," said Mr Schue. "Where are you going,"
"We are going somewhere for the weekend," I said. "I'm just saying goodbye to Noah,"

"Come on," said Dylan, "We need to get to the airport, the plane leaves at seven,"
"Okay," I said. "Goodbye Noah, I'll see you Monday," Ignoring everyone else I followed them out of the room and we were soon on our way to the airport, the journey was quiet, no one said anything. Dylan had booked us first class flights, naturally we, well they, didn't want any unnecessary attention, we weren't going to New York on a social visit. We boarded the plane and waited for the other passengers to board, I was sat next to Jack; Dylan and Cam were in front of us. I looked out the window as we took off, leaving Ohio for New York City.

The flight wasn't long by any means, just about 2 hours, so there wasn't much to do. I spent the time reading some of the book I'd bought along with me. Once the plane landed we got a cab to the hotel, which passed Ground Zero on the way. I noticed neither of them looked in its direction, this was going to be much harder than I thought, how were they going to cope come Sunday when the memorial service took place. The hotel room was basic, despite their fame, the guys didn't care much for how their money could be spent, they didn't care about luxury.

There was a living area, a small kitchenette, and a bedroom, which had two bunk beds, and a double. "Rach, you can have the top bunk," said Dylan, "Cam and Jack can have the double and I'll sleep under you," Despite the situation I snickered,
"That sounded so wrong," I said. They gave small smiles, but that was it. "I'm just going to call Noah,"
"Okay," said Cam. I walked out of the room and down towards the reception area, I was going to call Noah, but I also had another reason for leaving the room.

"Hey Noah," I said.
"Hello Rach," he said. "How was the flight,"
"Quiet," I said. "I'm worried about them, we passed Ground Zero on the way and they didn't even look at it,"
"They'll be okay Rach," he said. "They have you,"
"I know," I said. "I'm going to see if I can arrange a special visit tomorrow, when there aren't as many people there,"
"You think that's a good idea," he said.
"I just think they need to see it before Sunday," I said. "So they can grieve in a little more privacy,"
"I hope it helps," he said. "I'll see you Monday, and Rach, you're allowed to grieve too, from what you told me he was a dad to you too,"
"Thank you Noah," I said, sadly.

I wiped the tear that had fallen and asked the lady at the reception desk the number for the Ground Zero museum. She gave it to me and I rang it, "Hello there," I said. "My name is Rachel Berry, and I wondered if you could help me…,"