AN: Because I hate the idea of Finn going into the army I fixed that in my little world. Inspired by lyrics from "There's A Fine, Fine Line" by Stephanie D'Abruzzo - Avenue Q


First he had been content to come to New York with me, and then he had mentioned California. Then there was his Actor's Studio dream that didn't come true. Then he said he was going to marry me but hadn't. Instead he sent me to New York alone and said he was going to join the army. Even that hadn't happened. Once again Finn hadn't followed through with his plans, although I guess he had a good reason, what with Kurt's car accident that had resulted in both a broken arm and broken ankle. With Burt and Carole in D.C., Finn was right that Kurt had needed someone to be at home with him while he recovered. But Kurt had healed, and though doing physical therapy, was doing fine yet once again Finn's emailed me that he's changed his plans. He's staying in Lima and running Burt's shop for now.

Looking around my dorm room and thinking about everything I have going on for myself, I realize that I don't want to deal with this anymore. I know what I want - I want New York and I want Broadway. I'm starting to wonder if Finn really even knows if he wants me let alone what he wants to do with his life.

I've been in the city on my own for almost three months now. The summer theater workshop I've been doing has been great. I'm working at a small coffee shop near campus in which I'm a social butterfly. My career at NYADA is just about to start. Perhaps Finn and his hangups are only holding me back.

With determination, I press the send button dialing Finn's number.

"We need to talk," I tell him when he answers the phone.