So here's what you missed on Glee: Stuff. Oh, and the show ended.

Like I said, now we're diving deeper into how Samchel's relationship as adults since he's now a firefighter and she's a Broadway dropout. And I had to do a LOT of research on firefighters, so hopefully my info is a bit accurate. My bad if it's not.

Actors, PLACES!

Quiet on set!

First positions

Here we go.

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Slate in.

Action!

Two weeks.

It had been two weeks since Rachel quit Broadway and showed up on Sam and Puck's doorstep.

Puck was a little reluctant to allow Rachel to be added on the apartment's lease, but she still had some leftover money from her last show and promised to find a job to keep up her end. The closest she got so far was a part time job being Ms. Pillsbury's intern and eating tables at the local Red Robins. It was enough for now and it was all fine...at first.

She had come home to be with Sam, but being the girlfriend of a well-respected firefighter was almost the same as being one of a soldier. Sure, he was around...sometimes. He always he to be alert and ready to be called away in a swift moment to handle situations like fires, rescuing people trapped in their cars, provide quick medical services as an EMT, pick up debris from accident sites, and small things like testing out and repairing fire hydrants. Sometimes, he and his team would be called away to handle a situations in nearby towns like Dayton and, depending on how severe issue was, he'd be away for periods of time.

During those two weeks, she had tried to adjust to his routine. She even met some of the members of his team when he invited them to the apartment for dinner (which she cooked, but they wound up bring home KFC instead). They gushed over how pretty she was and how jealous they were that Sam had a smoking hot girlfriend while they didn't, and that moment made her so proud to be his girlfriend. It seemed strange going from small-town girl, to big city star, and back to small-town girl again.

Present Day

Here she was lying on Sam's bed with a tear-stained face. She hadn't stopped crying for twenty four hours and even those seven glasses of water didn't help. Sam had been away the past three days in Marysville to repair all the fire hydrants that had oddly stopped working. He wasn't able to answer the phone either because of bad cell service.

Where did everything go wrong? She was dealing with a new kind of pressure, the kind where Sam was hardly ever home, she would have a nervous breakdown whenever Ms. Pillsbury had one, all the other Glee kids were far and away, Kurt repeatedly calling her phone trying to beg her to come back to New York, her Dads-

There was a knock on the door interrupting her thoughts. Puck came in carrying a steaming mug and set it down on the nightstand. "Here, babe. I made you some hot lemon water, just the way you like it."

She sat up and drank from it, loving how the hot water cleared her dry throat. "Thank you, Noah." She said hoarsely.

He looked at the state of her and pat her head gently. "Hey, it's not exactly the worse thing that could happen."

She glared at him. "You may say so, but it's different for everyone!" She snapped.

Two Days Ago

"Oh, how I've missed our family dinners!" Rachel gushed as she sat down in her usual place at the dining room table.

Hiram poured her a glass of water from his favorite crystal glass pitcher. "And we love having it with you, baby girl. Noah, nice of you to join us too." He added while giving Puck a nod.

Leroy appeared around the corner bring a bunch of delectable dishes. Suddenly, Rachel noticed that these dishes were all her favorites: fancy pastas, salad, bread and honey spread, lemon cakes and all assortments of food scattered the table. Her Dads only did this whenever they announced big news, which wasn't too often.

She also seemed to noticed how not very close both her Dads were. Usually they always stood arm in arm or holding hands, or even just very close to each other. This time, she saw a space between them and their body language seemed a bit off. They also seemed a bit less cheerful than usual.

"All right everyone," Leroy said clapping his hands together. "let's tuck in!"

Dinner seemed quieter than usual. Conversation was light, but the atmosphere seemed...vague. Leroy didn't crack any jokes, and Hiram tried to make small talk, but Rachel definitely sensed something wrong.

After finishing her second plate, she set down her fork and folded her hands. "All right, what's going on? You cooked my favorite foods, so there is big news, but you both are acting like someone died."

Both Hiram and Leroy looked at each other and sighed. They set their utensils down on their plates and stared at her uncertainly.

Puck cleared his throat, clearly feeling uncomfortable. "I'll leave you three alone to talk." He got up from the table and walked into the living room.

When he was gone, Hiram leaned over and took Rachel's hands in his. "Now, cupcake, we do have some news to tell you. And it might seem upsetting, but Dad and I have thought long and hard about this so we need you to keep an open mind."

Rachel stared at him confused. "I don't understand. Are you selling the house or something? Are you moving?"

Leroy shook his head and ran his hands through his hair. "It's a bit more complicated than that. You see, when your father and I met, it was one of the happiest moments of our lives. He was the sweetest person, sweeter than honey."

"Your Dad had a fantastic sense of humor." Hiram added.

"Right, and when we had you, our happiness grew even bigger." Leroy stated.

"We watched and marveled at how you grew and progressed, how much you were able to achieve. It made us proud to be your parents. It made us feel like we were making history by raising you right. I couldn't be even more prouder to polish off all your trophies and show off pictures of your dance recitals and musicals."

There was a brief pause as Hiram and Leroy looked at each other uncertainly again. Rachel felt her stomach clench, as she knew the worst news was coming.

Hiram continued and she noticed his voice beginning to crack. "But eventually when the baby bird leaves the nest, the two parents are left to deal with each other. You were the glue that held us all together, and we figured we had to learn to take care of ourselves and each other now. After you graduated and left for college, your Dad and I started to become a bit distant. We both began working a lot more, making new friends, going out...but being home with each other without you, it was like living with a total stranger."

"What Daddy is trying to say, pumpkin, is that we sort of lost touch with each other and began living two separate lives that pretty much alienated the other. We even began to fight a lot but we didn't tell you because we didn't want to worry you."

She blinked. "So both are being torn apart because of me?"

They both shook their heads frantically. "No, no, no! Baby girl, this has nothing to do with you, don't you think that for a second. But what we're trying to say is that...we've become two very different people that are just no longer compatible with each other. Which is why we're getting a divorce."

Rachel gasped and felt like someone threw a dodge ball at her stomach. "You can't be serious! Why? You're my Dads, what about me? I thought you loved me!"

"We do, Rachel, which is why we're doing this!" Hiram said, watery tears streaming down his face. "We had to discover ourselves again after you left and realized that we're just not compatible anymore. Our last and biggest blowout wasn't too long ago when your Dad began spending more time at the office and going out with his new buddies instead of being home with me."

Leroy sighed. "Now, Hiram, we promised not to point fingers while Rachel is here. Rachel, sweetie, you're an adult now. You need to start finding what path you want to take. Your Daddy and I...well, we strayed away from our path and are on two different ones now. We're getting a divorce because we care about you...they say you have to lose everything before you can really find yourself. Now you don't have to forgive us, we just want you to understand because we've already made our decision."

Rachel looked at both her Dads while feeling completely numb...Hiram sobbing uncontrollably in his chair, Leroy looking content while trying to keep a straight face in his. What was she to think? First, Sam's so busy with work and now her two other favorite people in the world no longer loved each other...what was to happen now?

Present Time

"Babe, it's for the best." Puck said, trying to be reassuring. "You don't want them together but miserable, do you?"

"Whose side are you on, Noah?" She snapped.

He shrugged. "Hey, I'm just trying to help you understand what they're going through. But before you bite my head off again, I have some good news for you. Sam just called me, they finished fixing all the fire hydrants and he's on his way home."

She sat up in bed abruptly. "He is? Why didn't he text me?"

"I think he did". Puck replied. "Where's your phone?"

She looked around and found it under her pillow. Six text messages from Sam.

Fire hydrants almost fixed, babe. I'll be home sooner than we thought.

Rachel, you there? Did you go out? I'll text you later.

Baby, u ok? Got no responses from you yesterday, do we need to get your phone fixed?

Wakey, wakey! Gotta fix three more fire hydrants and then we're done.

Fire hyrants FIXED! I'm on my way home, babe...still haven't responded. What's going on?

Ok, I'm calling Puck because something's up. Hopefully you're ok, I'm gonna give you a BIG kiss when I get home!

She looked up at him sheepishly. "Did he call you?"

He nodded. "He was super worried about you. I told him you received bad news and were crying in bed for two days but I said you'd tell him yourself. He'll be home in a few hours."

She looked down at her tear-stained pillow and sighed. "I don't know if I want to see him right now."

He pat her head understandingly and got up. "I'll let you get your thoughts together and let you decide when he gets home. Everything's going to be ok."

She sat up and hugged him before leaving the room. "Thanks, Puck, you really are the best."

During the next few hours, she paced and paced. Would she want to see Sam when he got home? Would he want to listen to her vent or be so wiped out from work. Suddenly, the discussion with her Dads struck her...what if when he got home, they realized that they aren't compatible either? Though true, they had changed over the years since they started dating in high school, they were adults in the real world. The difference between them and her Dads though was that they didn't have a child that would hold them together and be proud of together. But what if when they did the same thing would happen?

Her thoughts were interrupted by the door slamming shut and Sam's frantic voice floating through the apartment.

"Where is she, is she ok? Puck, stop stalling and TELL ME if she's ok!"

"Calm down, bro! Ask her yourself, she's in your room."

She didn't want Sam to come bursting into the room, so she slowly made her way into the hall and towards the voices. "It's all right, Sam, I'm not hurt."

And there he was...dressed in a black t-shirt and fire pants holding a bouquet of roses. His face turned from concerned to relieved. Dropping the roses on the counter, he ran over, picked her up and spun her around while kissing her tightly but tenderly. She let the warmth of his embrace light up the cold numbness she was feeling earlier. He came home to her, alive and uninjured and she loved him all the more for it.

A few seconds later, they came up for air and he hugged her tightly. "Baby, I am so glad you're ok! And I'm so sorry I let you down and wasn't here for you! But don't worry, I'll make it up to you, the next few days I'll make sure you're treated like more of a queen than freaking Beyonce!"

She laughed and hugged him again. "Sammy, you don't need to overexert yourself. You've had a long three days, you should take some time for yourself, too."

He shook his head and kissed her forehead. "Nah, right now I'm gonna take a shower, change my clothes and then chillax and snuggle on the couch with my baby."

A few hours later, they were both snuggled on the couch watching Forrest Gump. Puck had gone out on a date with a girl in his class, so it was just the two of them tonight.

"So Puck said you got some bad news." Sam suddenly chimed in. "What's going on?"

She sat up, reminding herself not to get too overwhelmed before telling him. "So...I went to see my Dads yesterday..."

He pushed some loose hair out of her face. "All right...what did they say? Is everything ok?"

She shook her head, the tears she promised she wouldn't shed threatening to fall. "No...they're getting a divorce."

Sam's jaw dropped open in shock. "Oh honey, I'm so sorry. Come here, let me give you a hug."

She grabbed him and held him tightly, afraid of what would happen if she let go. "I don't know what happened!" She sobbed. "They said after I left for college, they realized they weren't just compatible with each other anymore."

He stroked her hair soothingly. "Aw baby, it's ok. It happens sometimes with parents. They feel complete as a family but when one piece of the puzzle separates, it's tricky to hold it together. And people tend to get lost in the whole family dynamic that they forget to take care of themslves."

She nodded and wiped her nose. "I know. Dad says sometimes you have to lose everything before you can really find yourself."

"It's true." Sam replied. "Sometimes that just happens with people. But they're doing it so they can be better Dads for you and better people for others. I promise everything's gonna be ok." She continued to sit there quietly and he sensed that there was more that was worrying her. "Something else is troubling you."

She didn't want to bring it up, but she knew she had to bring up what was haunting her. "Sam...what if this happens to us too?"

He looked at her strangely. "We don't have a kid."

"I know, but we're a lot different now than we were in high school. What if one of us wakes up one day and suddenly realizes that we're not compatible anymore?"

He shrugged. "If it happens, it happens. I hope it doesn't, though. Not everyone turns out like their parents. We're adults now, we'll just have to play by ear."

She snuggled into his chest again. "I hope not either. Let's just live in the moment right now."

And CUT!

So it has literally been monhs since I updated this story and I kind of lost heart for it. Sure, the random and sudden Samchel appearance towards the ending of the show helped a bit, but I've kind of strayed from the path again. I actually cannot think of any real life adult situations they can face but if you readers have an idea, please feel free to put them in a nice review or pm me a message if this story is worth continuing. Or if you think this story's plot is well enough too this point, let me know and I'll write a quick epilogue and be done with it. THE CHOICE IS YOURS!