Author's Note: I don't know how often most author's on here update, but I promised I would update once a week - I'm so sorry but due to A Levels, I'm not going to have time to update for about 2 weeks (gahhh don't eat me!). Don't worry though, the last 3 chapters of this story are already written, they just need editing and polishing up, which I'm not going to have time to do until exams are over.

LUCKILY FOR YOU: I finish school completely on the 16th June, which means that I can probably have the next chapter up on that day, hopefully even sooner if I manage to get a spare few minutes!

IN THE MEANTIME, I didn't want you to feel like I will forget about you, so I wrote you this little one-shot of fluff. It IS about Rachel and Finn in this story. It is NOT a chapter. It's like... a short inbetweeny to keep your Finchel cravings at bay until I get back and update with the real chapter! It begins when Finn has gone away for his 'long weekend'. PLEASE REMEMBER! This is by no means a chapter and you do not need to read it to understand NEXT chapter (the real one) it's just an inter-section of fluff :)

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Rachel POV

You would think, surely, I can survive one weekend without Finn. It's not like we need to be attached twenty-four seven is it?

So how come, after arriving home from school, running a long, hot bath whilst reading up on new vocal tips, getting all of my homework up to date and even dusting the cupboards in the living room, do I find myself now pacing my room at six in the evening, bored out of my skull?

Not even Kurt is here to save me from boredom! And Rachel Berry is never bored, nor does she ever run out of things to do!

Something very strange is happening to me these days.

In the end, I gave up. Grabbing my phone, I bolted my bedroom door to ward off any unwanted visiters, ie, my dads and Patricia, and threw myself stomach-down onto the bed.

It took several minutes before anyone answered.

"I'm afraid this weekend is obnoxiously-self-absorbed-wannabe-Broadway-star-so-called-best-friend-of-a-rising-star-and-girlfriend-of-ex-jock-slash-dreadful-quarterback-player free. Please call again on Monday. Ciao."

Kurt.

I cleared my throat.

"Kurt, it's Rachel."

"As I said, please call again on-"

"Pass the phone Kurt!" I heard Finn's frustrated voice on the receiving end.

"As you insist, lover boy." I rolled my eyes at Kurt's deliberate taunting and grinned stupidly at Finn's impatience. It sounded like he'd shoved Kurt out the way, or at least, done something to unbalance him because a now very-irritated Kurt sounded:

"Woah, mind the hair, Mister. It took forty three minutes, twenty six seconds to get it like this."

Oh, how I miss them.

I am officially doomed if I can't wait even a weekend before speaking to them. Finn will pay for melting me one day.

"Rach?" Finn's eager voice broke my momentary distraction.

"Having fun I take it." I replied easily, rolling so that I was laying on my back now.

"Seriously? With Hummel around it's fucking torture. He even tried to gel my hair this morning!" He sounded almost demented. I probably should of warned him about Kurt before they left...

"Poor Finn..." I giggled, now twirling a length of hair with my fingers. Definitely gone soft.

"So, what's up? Missing me already?" He teased, sounding more easy now. I could suddenly hear the sound of football in the background. I frowned.

"Finn. Are you watching sport on TV?" I demanded.

"Er..." He began cautiously.

"Whilst talking on the phone to your girlfriend?" I continued aggressively.

"Erm..."

"A girlfriend you are away from for four days!"

"Er... Possibly." He sounded scared. It almost made me laugh.

"Turn it off immediately!" I ordered.

"Oh but Rach-"

"Finn!" I warned him. I heard him sigh and had to hold the phone away from my face as I steadied my breathing from the laughter that was bubbling to the surface.

"Ooooh." He whined. "Fine." I heard him grumble, before there was silence in the background.

"Thankyou." I grinned sweetly into the receiver before realising he couldn't actually see me.

"So you didn't answer my question - can't stay away for even a weekend, huh?" He said it cheekily. I can so live without him for a weekend...

"Of course I can." I retorted lightly.

"Uh-huh. Sure you can." He replied sarcastically, humouring me.

"I was merely phoning to let you know we need to start thinking of songs for Regionals."

"Seriously Rach? Do you never take time out?" He sounded disbelieving. I smirked internally.

"And what will that gain us? Forth place? I don't think so." I heard him grumbling again.

"Is that all? Because this is a really important game and-" Grrrr. Finn and his football!

"Not quite. I also thought it would be wise to remind you of our date on Monday. You will be back by then, won't you?" I thought I could hear him clicking a pen.

"Uh-huh. Sure."

I sighed. I bet he was still watching the game, just on mute.

"So... Whatcha doing?"

"Thinking..." He replied absent mindedly. I bet he had that look on his face... The almost-dopey one...

"What about?" I pulled the sheets over me now so that I was completely hidden beneathe them. If I closed my eyes, it was like I was actually talking to him face to face, just... With my eyes closed...

But that doesn't mean I'm like, yearning after him or... Missing him. It's not like he's gone for long.

"Mainly you..." He replied. It felt like someone was pouring warm soda into my stomach, making me feel a strange need to go running, or else, blast loud music in my room. How strange.

"Awww." I managed to tease, even though secretly, I felt elated. He chuckled.

"So... Is that all, then?" He asked.

"Er... I think so..." I replied. Surely he wasn't going to just... hang up already? We've not seen each other in ages! Well, a day. But still. Oh Gawd. He's going to think I'm a crazy, stalker-type, clingy girlfriend.

"No other reason then?" I could practically see him raising his eyebrows in that way where he knows exactly what I'm really thinking, but is waiting for me to back down and admit it.

"Er... Pretty much..."

"Well, I'll be seeing you then. See ya." Just as I could sense him about to hang up, I almost yelled:

"Wait!"

He would definitely be smirking like an idiot now. Damn.

"Did you forget something? Was I supposed to water the plants at home or something?" He asked sarcastically. I rolled my eyes again.

"No, I just..." I took a deep breath. "I miss you."

There was a long silence, before I heard something like a door being closed on the other end, before a bed creaked.

"Finally." He laughed. I felt my stomach feel easier now. Maybe he doesn't think I'm some sort of crazy girlfriend then. "I'm going mental here already. I miss you like crazy." He groaned.

I shifted, pulling a cushion out from beneathe me and hugging it into myself, just smiling.

"It's only been a day..." I laughed easily. We're doomed if we can't even make it a day...

"A day in the time I'm crazier about you than ever feels like a fucking year." He whined. I squeezed the cushion. It still feels strange, in a good way, to hear someone say that about me.

"You could always pretend to be ill and just... Come home..." I suggested, knowing it was extremely unrealistic.

Finn chuckled breathlessly. "Yeah... Well I would, you know, but Kurt's got me practically held captive. He barely lets me out his sight! I've spent the whole day listening to him drone on about Blaine-this and Blaine-that. You'd think they're getting married. Sheesh."

I just laughed fondly, listening to him rant.

"Aww. Young love." I joked. I actually find it beyond sweet that Kurt seems to have found someone. He's the leading star of one of our competitors for Regionals - the Warblers. But Kurt seems besotted with him. "Let him enjoy it."

"Why? He spends the whole time on the phone to him when I could be talking to you." Finn sounded very upset about that. I could almost see him frowning.

"Well... You're talking to me now..." I said it in a suggestive way and I have no idea why it came out like that. Finn cracked up on the other end.

"As much as I love you Rach, I'm not that kind of guy..."

I laughed off the minor embarrassment at his innuendo. I actually hadn't been thinking that at all. I was still blushing though. Even just talking to Finn about stuff like that made me feel strange... Why isn't he here?

"Stop being naughty, Finn." I scolded lightly.

I heard him groan a little, before hearing the bed creak again. "I can't. You... What's that word? Oh yeah. You entice me into it."

We both laughed, but it still made me feel funny...

Just as I was about to reply, I heard a banging sound, before Finn cursed.

"Go away Kurt." He ordered, but apparently, Kurt wasn't having a bean of it.

"We're only allowed one phone on this little holiday and you have hogged it for ages!" I heard Kurt declare crossly.

"If you don't fuck off I'm gonna bash the thing around your head."

I had to control the laughter there - there's no way Finn would succeed with that. Kurt's reflexes are faster than a tigers. His dad used to send him to karate to try and buff up his masculinity when he was a kid.

"Finn, don't worry. I'll talk to you later." I giggled. I didn't get to hear his reply however, because it sounded like the phone had suddenly dropped on the floor, before someone yelped, and cried,

"I'd run if I were you."

Ahhh. The bromance.

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Author's Note: So, just a short little passage that is NOT A CHAPTER guys! Hope it resulted in at least a smile and don't worry, the next chapter will not be uploaded any later than the 16th, it's 16 days people! You can wait that long :D Hopefully I'll update before then, but this is just in case I don't manage it!