I've been trying to work out what to say for the past few days, but I've realised that words can not justify how I, and many other feel right now. I'm heartbroken, and although I'm not religious, I'm keeping both Naya and Cory and their families, especially Josey, in my thoughts and prayers. I'm still in shock. I never thought we'd have to say goodbye to her so soon, but we will never forget her. Naya was such an inspiration, and her memory will live on. Just remember that it's okay be be upset. Santana and Naya helped a lot of people without knowing it, so remember that it's okay to feel sad and grieve over a celebrity of fictional character, no matter what others may say.

This chapter is dedicated to Naya and Cory, who's legacy and memory will forever live on within us all.

Rest peacefully, Naya.

I hope wherever you guys are, you're together

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Finn cradled his newborn daughter in his arms and allowed angry tears to stream down his face.

She was gone. 24 years gone, just like that, in the blink of an eye. He couldn't help but feel numb. He always thought the day his child was born would be the best day of his entire life, but his life felt like a nightmare that he couldn't seem to get out of.

He loved his daughter so much, but the thought that this beautiful girl would never meet her mother caused him so much pain. Rachel never got the chance to meet her, to hold her.

"Finn?" He heard a soft voice call along with a gentle tap on the door. Kurt stepped into the room and sat down beside him without saying a word. He stared at the baby for a few moments before clearing his throat.

"She's beautiful. Exactly like her mommy. Her eyes are definitely yours though."

Finn stayed silent and continued gazing down at her. She's practically Rachel's twin, from her dark hair to her nose. She began fussing and Finn re adjusted the position he was holding her. Kurt leaned in and gave him a small side hug before pulling away and meeting Finn's eye.

"Kurt I'm so fucking screwed. I have no idea what the hell I'm supposed to do. I mean, look at her. She's beautiful, she's a mini Rachel. But god, it's been a few hours and I miss her so fucking much. I thought she'd distract me from the fact that she's gone for a while but now every time I look at her, the only thing I see is Rachel and it's killing me. It's just, god, I thought I had prepared myself better for this, y'know?"

Kurt stayed quiet and stared to the sky. Finn knew he did this when he was thinking about his mom. Maybe it'll be what he does for Rachel too. It felt too soon for him to begin remembering Rachel like that. Yes, she was gone. However it still hadn't sunken in, the fact that she was never coming back.

"How did she know? She was so determined to give you one straight away. 'He'll need it Kurt. I know my husband'." Kurt imitated Rachel's voice.

He could tell Finn was confused as to what he was talking about. He didn't blame him, he too was confused when he first heard Rachel's plan.

"I argued with her for weeks about this, telling her the day she fucking died was too soon, but yet again she proved me wrong. Hand me the baby, I have some explaining to do."

Finn obeyed Kurt's order and handed him the baby and tried to re adjust the pillows on the bed to make himself comfortable. Clearly Rachel planned for him to have a breakdown or something? Whatever it was, he was about to find out.

"Ok, I'm going to tell you this story. But before I start, leave questions until the end and don't try arguing with what's going on. I tried arguing but Rachel really wanted this, and I've got to hand it to her, she's organised it pretty well. Deal?"

Finn nodded and signaled for Kurt to continue.

Rachel had always been organised, always thinking ahead. But what could she have planned for the day she died? She's dead.

"Rachel got this idea to write you letters before she died. Letters addressed to you for certain times and certain situations. They're all written and sitting in a bunch of piles in my office at home. There are tons and tons of letters, believe me. Most of them are for you and the baby, but there's some for Santana and Brittany, Blaine and I, one for our future child apparently, your parents, her dads, Quinn, Artie. God, I think she's even written one to Shelby. She didn't tell you because she wanted them to be a surprise, just a mysterious letter from her turning up at your doorstep every now and then, but I talked her out of it. I knew it would start to creep you out after a while."

Finn frowned as Kurt spoke. Rachel has done all this for him and their family and friends? All by herself with just some advice from Kurt. His head was spinning from all this information all at once. She wrote letter to everyone she knew? Within a few months? It seemed insane, but he was secretly a little relieved. Although she was gone, this meant he didn't have to fully say goodbye to her yet.

"Say something." Kurt said, shaking him from his thoughts. He looked pale as he handed the baby back over, awaiting his response.

"I...I can't believe she's done this. All by herself. It's...its.. amazing. It's amazing and it's insane." He copied Kurt's method and looked up at the ceiling.

"You're truly unique, Rachel." It wasn't as weird as he thought. Maybe she was even replying and he just didn't know it? His heart was racing as he looked back at Kurt.

"I'd say insane rather than unique, but it is a pretty cool idea. Anyway, she gave me strict instructions to give you the letter, walk outside and allow you to read it, then come back in and answer questions." Kurt explained as he produced a white envelope from his pocket. Finn took the note and saw Rachel's near handwriting on the front.

"Oh, and Finn" Kurt said before leaving the room. "Don't tell anyone. For now, I mean. She wanted you to be the first to know, but others will get letters at different times. And I get that this is hard, so if you can't finish it..."

"Thanks Kurt." He was shaking from nerves as he watched his brother close the door.

Finn immediately ripped he letter open once he was sure he was ready. Rachel knew him better than anyone, if she thought he'd be ready, then he was ready. He placed the baby in her bassinet and planted a kiss on her head before taking in a deep breath and beginning to read the letter.

Dear Finn,

If I'm being honest, I'm not too sure how to start this. This is the first letter, and many more will come, but this is the last letter I had to write. I like to think I saved the best til last, since this one is the biggest surprise.

I began writing the letters exactly four days after we found out what was wrong with me. I knew I couldn't just leave you high and dry, I think we both know that's not really my style. I brainstormed for what felt like weeks for the perfect idea. Originally I was going to leave you clues around the apartment, but a) I wasn't sure if you'd consider moving after I was gone, and b) I quickly ran out of hiding places once I'd hidden secret notes and placed them in the back of ever cupboard. They're still there by the way, in case you want to read them.

The real reason I decided to do this was out of pure selfishness, I wasn't ready to leave, and I was scared you'd all forget about me. I couldn't say this to you in person because I knew you'd deny it, but I guess it's just a fear I'll have to deal with. And I know you'll move on, in fact I'm excited for your future with our baby girl, but I wanted to subtly be a part of it. Through these letters...

Kurt was given strict instructions on how to explain it to you, so hopefully you get it. The only reason he's the messanger is because he walked in on me writing one. Originally I was going to ask my dads, but I guess it means they'll get a surprise too.

This letter is pretty much just to explain those few things. In my opinion it's the least exciting or meaningful of them all, so it's upsetting that it's the last one I'm writing.

I know today was tough. All these new responsibilities thrown at you all at once, but hopefully I'm watching you right now, using telepathy to try help you. I mean... you did say we have a bond like no other ;)

I love you so much, and I can only imagine how beautiful our baby girl is. I'm praying she gets your little goofy grin. And I'm not going to start talking about whether she made it or not, because I'm 100% sure she did, she's a little fighter!

Well, this is it. I'm sobbing right now because I know I'm done. Even though this is the last letter I'm writing, it's the beginning of an incredible journey for he two of you. Just remember, Finn, it's okay to be sad. It's okay to have bad day's. You're only human, although you are a pretty incredible one.

I lived everyday feeling like the luckiest girl in the world, because of you. I love you so much, and I still do even though I'm not there.

Look after yourself. Look after our baby, and I promise to always look out for the both of you.

Until the next one,

Rachel x

Finn shook his head in disbelief. Rachel had been planning this for months? He began re reading the letter just as the baby began wailing. He quickly placed the letter in his pocket and picked her up, cradling her in his arms again.

Kurt walked back in and quietly prepared a bottle and handed it to Finn. The two sat in silence and watched the baby suck on her bottle with her eyes wide open, gazing back up at them.

"I can't believe Rachel did that. Letters? She's a freaking genius. How did I not notice?" Finn mumbled half to himself, half to Kurt.

Kurt gave a small laugh. "You thought Rachel would just bow out gracefully? She was discreet about it, but I always thought she'd go out with a bang."

Finn smiled for the first time since she died. "She's incredible."

Kurt saw tears beginning to fall down Finn's face as he hurriedly tried to wipe them away, while still feeding the baby.

"We'll get through this together, Finn. It'll be tough, but Rachel wouldn't want you to give up because of her. We may never get over this, but we'll learn to live with the fact that she's somewhere, looking out for the two of you."

Kurt took the baby from Finn as he started sobbing again. He couldn't stop. His wife was gone. It was hitting him like a bus that she wasn't here doing things they used to take for granted. Naming their baby, kissing one another in delight. It was something the two dreamed of, but would never get to do together.

"I'm sorry. I just... I'd give anything, anything, just to see her one last time. To give her a hug and tell her how much I love her."

"She knows. She knows you love her. And she still loves you." Kurt replied, knowing Rachel was probably watching them right now, longing for the exact same thing.