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It had been weeks since the argument.
The argument that ended everything between them, that had brought her and their… no her son (she had unfortunately emphasized that fact to him that day) back to Lima.
How the argument had started, she can't remember now, the details have all become blurry. Now she can only remember the hurtful things that were said, the hurt and anger in her then fiancé's eyes, and the ring that is now missing from her hand that was returned to him (more like thrown at him). She has tried her best to erase these things from her mind but Chris has made it impossible.
Although he has no relation to him (she can't even say his name), the little boy does nothing but remind her of the man. Chris had picked up the mannerisms, the way of speaking, the need to play the piano, but above all he had learned to make that smirk that she had both hated and loved. But that's not even the worst part.
Even after weeks, he still cries for his "daddy".
How do you explain to a little boy that the man that has raised him, loved him and that he was allowed to call "daddy" isn't really his father? They had talked about when a good time to tell him the truth would be and they had thought he was still way too young to be told that. So instead of telling her son the truth, she just holds him as he cries. And to be completely honest, she's joined him in crying at times.
Her tears weren't just shed with her son, they also ran when the nightmares came.
Ever since Finn's death she has suffered from nightmares. Kurt and Santana tried helping her at first but they soon learned to try to ignore her screams and sobs. It wasn't until she moved in with him that they began to stop. She would wake up and he would hold and comfort her until she fell asleep again. Eventually, just the simple knowledge of his presence was enough for the nightmares to leave. But now he wasn't here to stop them.
She would have the "regular" nightmares, relive Finn's death and funeral. But now the nightmares included him. On a good night she would just relive the argument. However most likely than not she would dream about getting a similar phone call informing her that he was gone or see him laying in a coffin. On those nights she would wake up looking for him only to remember that he wasn't there and that no one was going to reassure her that everything was going to be alright or to tell her how much he loved her.
It's during those times that she wishes he would have followed her, that he would just show up, they would forgive each other and return to New York as a family. But after weeks she's lost hope of that happening and tries to find ways to occupy her day.
She's been working on restarting the Glee Club at McKinley with Kurt's help and that's been helping her with things. It has also given her opportunities such as these to let her emotions out through song with the help of the band. She's alone in the auditorium with Chris sleeping on one of the seats when she gives Brad a nod to begin playing.
"I know there's something in the wake of your smile. I get a notion from the look in your eyes. Yeah. You built a love, and that love falls apart. Your little piece of heaven, turns to dark. Listen to your heart, when he's calling for you. Listen to your heart, there's nothing else you can do. I don't know where you're going and I don't know why, but listen to your heart before you tell him goodbye," she begins to sing.
Suddenly from the back of the auditorium she hears a voice begin to sing, reminding her of a time the same voice had previously interrupted her singing.
"Sometimes you wonder if this fight is worthwhile. The precious moments are all lost in the tide," she sees him sing, walking down towards the stage.
He looks tired, like he hasn't slept well in a while and his hair has been cut short. She can see the emotions in his face and wonders if hers are also on hers. They both feel the truth behind these words and she can't hold back the urge to join her voice with his.
"They're swept away but nothing is what it seems,"
"The feeling of belonging,"
"Belonging to your dreams,"
"Listen to your heart, when he's calling for you. Listen to your heart, there's nothing else you can do. I don't know where you're going and I don't know why, but listen to your heart before you tell him goodbye,"
He makes his way towards her standing only a few feet away. She can tell that he's letting it all out, that he really is trying to get her to understand what he's feeling, and she can't help but do the same. With tears filling her eyes, she can't help but continue to join him.
"And there are voices that want to be heard. So much to mention but you can't find the words," they both sing as he places his hand gently on her cheek, seeming to wonder if she's real.
"A sense of magic, the beauty that's been," she sings, feeling the current that has always existed between them go through her with the simple touch.
"Beauty that's been," he echoes.
"When love was wilder than the wind,"
"Listen to your heart, when he's calling for you. Listen to your heart (listen to your heart), there's nothing else you can do. I don't know where you're going and I don't know why," she can see a glint in his eye and she knows she has to step up her game and rise to his challenge.
"But listen to your heart,"
"Listen to your heart,"
"Before, oh, listen to your heart," they both sing out, not noticing the little boy in the audience beginning to stir.
"Listen to your heart," he sings
"Take a listen to it," she sings
"Whoa, I don't know where you're going and I don't know why. But listen to your heart before you tell him goodbye," they both finish softly. The band all leave, realizing this was something private.
"Jesse," she says for the first time in weeks barely above a whisper.
"Rachel," he says back equally as soft.
"What... what are you doing here?" she asks.
"I came to get my family back," he answers.