Hi again! Sorry for taking a while to update this but I've come home completely exhausted from work and had not energy for anything. Hopefully you like this and thank you once again for reading.
The day of the Bar Mitzvah arrives and Mason kicks off the night singing Queen's "I Want to Break Free". Jesse and Rachel watch in the wings, with Jesse smirking at the fact that Rachel is enjoying it.
"I told you it would be good," Jesse brags.
"Shut it St. James," she mutters, a slight blush rising. Jesse picks up on it.
"And why is Miss Berry blushing?" Jesse asks smirking.
"I'm blushing because I may or may not be imagining my very attractive boyfriend singing in a similar leather jacket. Followed by an act that may or may not involve taking that very jacket off," she whispers seductively.
She smiles when she hears him make a sound somewhere between a moan of pleasure and a groan of frustration.
"Damn it Berry; how can I concentrate with that image in my mind?" he asks as he pulls her against him.
"I don't know," she seriously tells him, rocking her body teasingly against him. "But once you figure it out let me know okay," she says turning to place a kiss on the corner of his mouth, before walking away, not really believing that she did it.
She makes sure all the teens are prepared to do their performances and notices Jesse constantly looking at his phone. She decides to ignore it and joins the other adults to rehearse for Myron's big number.
"Five, six, seven, eight," Will counts off before they all go through the routine. "Sheldon you nailed it," he praises before turning to look at Sam. "Sam you turned the wrong way again."
"Jesse and I will help him out," Rachel offers taking Sam to the side.
"I seriously think you guys are the ones turning the wrong way," Sam tells them.
"No, trust me Sam you're the one turning the wrong way," Jesse says with a chuckle before his phone rings again. This time he doesn't ignore it and steps outside to answer the call as Rachel looks after him.
"Go after him. I can figure this out on my own," Sam says, having noticed her gaze.
"Thank you, Sam," she says, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek before going after Jesse.
The thought of how things would have been with Sam, if Jesse hadn't come back into her life when he did, crosses her mind.
She had thought about it for a while when she had doubted her ability to be in a relationship with Jesse. But she constantly came back to the fact that they were from different worlds.
He had tried to live in hers for a while but hated it. If anything were ever to happen between them, she would have to give up who she was, who and where she was born to be.
Finn had been one of the two men in her life that she had been willing to do that for. She had seen it all planned out; with her one day returning here to Lima to be with him.
But Sam was not one of those men.
He had been a safety blanket, someone similar enough to Finn that she felt safe to be with. He was someone she was trying to use to fill a Finn-shape hole in her heart.
Now she realizes that that hole won't ever be filled because the only person that can fill it is gone. Instead she's found a guy who has helped her deal with the hole; who has slowly begun to make that hole smaller and less painful.
And although it terrifies her, Jesse has now become the other man she would give up everything for.
"I know… I know they need an answer but I don't have one yet," she overhears Jesse saying into the phone. He turns at the sound of her footsteps.
"Look I'll have a definitive answer on Monday. Something's come up and things have changed," he explains, taking her hand and placing a soft kiss on it. "I promise I will. Okay, bye," he hangs up.
"What was that about? Your phone has been going off all night," Rachel asks.
"It's a long story," he sighs, playing with their hands.
"Well I want to hear it," she says softly.
"Myron's performance," he reminds her.
"Can wait," she tells him. "One of the things that affected our relationship most the first time was our lack of communication," she sees the regret and guilt in his eyes, "if we want this to work we have to talk to each other, Jesse," she reminds him.
"I know," he accepts. "It's just that I don't know how you're going to react to this," he points out.
"Well we'll figure that out once you tell me."
"When I came back here… I never expected for you and I to start anything, to stay this long… to want to stay this long here in Ohio," he begins explaining. "I've told you that I had been living in New York before coming back here and that I had been going to different auditions…"
"Did you get a callback? Is this what all this is about?" she asks with a soft smile.
"No, not a callback. It's bigger than that, Rach," he says unable to contain his excitement.
"Oh my God," she gasps. "Did you… did you get a part?" she asks, her excitement also taking over.
"I did," he confirms with a bright smile. "I was offered the leading role in a new Broadway production."
"Congratulations!" she squeals, quickly wrapping him up in a tight hug.
"You're happy about this?" he asks.
"Of course I am," she lets go and looks at him. "Why wouldn't I be?"
"I don't know. I wasn't sure how you react to this," he admits.
"Jesse, this is your dream," she reminds him. "Just because I threw mine away doesn't mean I'm going to be bitter whenever someone accomplishes theirs," she explains. "Is that why you didn't want to tell me about it?"
"Just a little," he admits. "The major reason why I didn't tell you about it is that I'm not sure if I'm going to take the part."
"What?!" she asks in disbelief. "Jesse this is your big break. You have to take it."
"I want to I really do," he admits.
"Than what's stopping you?" she asks, but the look in his eyes lets her know the answer to that immediately.
"When I came back to you five years ago," he takes a deep breath, "I told you that you were more important to me than fame," he reminds her looking into her eyes. "You might not have understood the significance of that at the time but I think that you do now," she nods in confirmation. "You're more important to me than anything Rachel and my decision depends on you," he sees her about to start. "Not on your opinion on whether or not I take the role but on what you decide to do with your life. Are you going to stay here in Ohio or are you going to go back to New York?"
"Jesse…" she starts, but he cuts it off with a kiss.
"I don't need your answer right now. But I do need it by Monday," he tells her.
"Hey guys!" they hear Sam, call out startling them. "We're about to go on."
"Okay we'll be right in, Sam," Jesse assures him.
"You better hurry though, you already missed Sue going crazy and beating up Mr. Schue, so I don't know what might happen," he tells them before heading inside.
"Come on. Let's forget about this tonight. Let's go show these tweens how insanely talented you and I are," he says teasingly, before dragging her to the performance