Thank you to all who read and reviewed chapter 1 of my story, I plan on hopefully updating rather regularly if all things go according to plan. Also in this story I'm being pretty fast & loose with timelines concerning different characters as you'll have no doubt already or will have guessed. Also I noticed I forgot to give credit for the song I used in chapter1 which was Lonely Boy by The Black Keys. So here we go friends time for Chapter 2 I hope you all enjoy and once again everything Glee belongs (unfortunately) to Ryan, Ian & Brad and FOX. As always please enjoy and leave a review and I hope you like it so much that you tell your friends. Anyway enjoy...
New York
Rachel had just gotten about halfway through her morning routine when she caught herself subconsciously staring down at her flat stomach. It had been a couple of months since the pregnancy scare she had after Will and Emma's aborted wedding, and even though she was relieved she wasn't pregnant, she couldn't help but imagine being with child. Not just anyone's child, if she was being honest, in her dreams it was always Finn and her child. She shuddered to herself when she thought back to the moment she thought she was pregnant and whether or not Brody or Finn would've of been the father. If you would of told Rachel Berry in high school that she would be living in New York city with someone other than Finn, possibly pregnant and not knowing with certainty who the father was, she would of told you that you were crazier and more of a drama queen then she was. Though she couldn't be one hundred percent sure who would've been the father to her child, she always believed in her heart and soul that it was Finn.
Even still at the mere mention of his name it gave her butterflies and other not so modest thoughts. She thought back to their night at the wedding which brought a large beaming smile to her face as she remembered how Finn had shown her exactly how a man should love a woman. If she was being extremely honest he showed her multiple times that night before she slipped away in the dead of night to slink back to New York with Kurt and Santana; who she came to find had nights closely resembling hers even though Santana still refuses to disclose who her night was with.
Her heart pained at the image of a content and still sleeping Finn as she slipped from the room leaving him with nothing but a kiss on the head. To this day Rachel still didn't know why she left Finn alone in bed that night other than she still wasn't ready to deal with the myriad of emotions that came with dealing and talking about their relationship. Because Rachel knew that even though they weren't together, they were still as tethered as ever, which both infuriated and excited her. It was evident on some level to the both of them that even though they may be separated by thousands of miles and experiencing new things. That her heart still beat to a certain drum beat that could only be played by a certain six foot four, whiskey eyed quarterback; and she was sure that Finn's still beat to the rhythm of Broadway melodies in the key of Rachel Berry.
Rachel felt a slight guilty feeling creep in as she stood their thinking of Finn while she was with Brody, even though they technically have an open relationship. Brody had been so nice to her when she first moved to New York and started at NYADA, but honestly Rachel couldn't say she really felt anything when Brody would kiss her or touch her. She's not saying it wasn't nice but weren't you supposed to feel sparks or at least something when you're being intimate with your significant other, but a lot of the time she just felt numb. That's another thing if the person your with really is your so called "significant other" shouldn't that person be significant to you, or want to spend time around you. Even though he lived with her, Brody would still disappear for days at a time, and spend nights and entire weekends somewhere with his friends; in truth Brody and Rachel were like two ships passing in the night. The strange thing about all this was that it didn't really bother her that he was gone a lot of the time as she couldn't really think of why she offered Brody to move in the loft in the first place.
Rachel was shaken from her thoughts by a loud shriek coming from the lounge room of the loft. "Ouch, Oh My God It hurts so much!" Rachel quickly made sure she was in a presentable state and ran into the lounge room of the loft to see what was going on.
The sight that Rachel was presented with was of Brody naked and rolling around on the floor holding his privates, with Santana standing in front of him with her arms crossed looking mad. Meanwhile at the front door with a bewildered expression on her face and her Spotlight Diner uniform draped over her arm was Dani. At the same time Kurt came rushing out of his bathroom still with half his face covered in his morning facemask.
"What Happened to Brody?" Rachel screamed running to her boyfriend's aid. She knelt down next to Brody and started to rub his back. Silence filled the room apart from Brody's constant whining about how much it hurt. "Well!" Rachel exclaimed as she continued to look around at everyone in the room.
"That Bitch kicked me in the balls!" Brody yelped, pointing an accusing finger at Santana with one hand, while still trying to use the other one to protect his junk from Santana. Rachel looked up at her friend with a stern look on her face, "Santana is this true did you kick, poor Brody in the genitals?"
Santana let out a laugh before making eye contact with Rachel, "Poor Brody…Yeah Right! What was I supposed to do…When I come home from spending the night with my girlfriend just to grab my work uniform, and as soon as I open the door I'm accosted by a naked sweaty man doing yoga in my face?"
"You didn't have to kick him in the …" Rachel looked around and lowered her voice as if she was telling a secret and then finished "delicates."
"That's what he gets for ignoring Kurt and I when we have continually told him to cover up his pasty weirdly hairless body. If he wants to be a nudist go do it in his own bloody home. How was I supposed to know it was your poor excuse for a boyfriend, for all I know it could have been someone who'd broken in and was going to rape me or you." Santana said rather calmly
Everybody's attention was snapped back to Brody who was still in agony on the floor when he suddenly yelled out, "Fucking Bitch I think you broke my fucking dick!" Santana lunged at Brody with Kurt and Dani holding her back, "What! You want some more of Aunty Snixx, cause I can bring the pain all day, Lima Adjacent style."
"No keep that psycho away from me!" Brody slithered behind Rachel on the ground while still protecting his manhood from Santana. "I think she dislodged one of my balls" Brody whispered to Rachel.
"Hey, Lance Armstrong, keep talking, and I'll aim for the other ball so you can finally sing in falsetto!" Santana went to take another lunge at Brody, but was once again held back by Dani and Kurt.
"Santana, you will do no such thing, Brody has suffered enough!" Rachel scolded towards her friend.
Rachel turned to a still naked and quivering Brody and said, "Now Brody we've discussed this, remember…Public areas are a clothes on zone" Rachel spoke extremely slowly and tried to enunciate every word. "Bedroom and bathroom, naked good." Rachel said while giving Brody a big smile and thumbs up sign. "Lounge, kitchen and anywhere else, naked bad" She remarked sternly, while giving Brody a big dramatic frown while shaking her head and pointing both her thumbs down. Kurt, Santana and Dani looked on trying not to laugh as Rachel talked to Brody as if she was house training a puppy.
Brody slyly looked at Rachel and said, "But sometimes I just need to let the boys breathe, because they just get so claustrophobic sometimes…in my pants you know." Once Rachel, Kurt, Dani and Santana realized what the hell Brody was talking about their faces twisted into mixtures of disgust and revulsion and all at once exclaimed, "EW!"
"What sometimes, Mufasa needs to be let out of his cage to roar and prowl around"
Santana looked down at Brody who was still on the floor naked and holding his penis and snidely replied, "Mufasa? More like Tiny Tim, because from what I heard he couldn't get up last Christmas"
"SANTANA!" Rachel shrieked
A highly embarrassed Brody looked over accusingly at Rachel, "You told Santana. That was one time I swear"
"That's not what I hear" Santana sweetly replied back with a big smirk
"Ok that's enough! Now I enjoy a good conversation about penises as the next fashionable diva, but I think we've all embarrassed and maimed Brody enough for today. Don't you think so, Santana?" Kurt asked the fiery Latino, while throwing a questioning glance in her direction.
"What has Hummel got all hot and bothered over Brody's limp noodle?"
"Hey!"
"Please, like that thing would get my motor going! Blaine's is better than that!" Kurt shrugged while pointing at his highly embarrassed naked roommate on the floor. Rachel and Dani each covered their shocked faces with their hands at the unbelievable conversation going on before them. While a laughing Santana added, "Yeah, even Finnocence's junk is bigger then Brody's and I can honestly say even though I'm an official card carrying member of the lesbian fraternity, Finn's penis is quite impressive"
"SANTANA!" a mortified Rachel yelled
"See, man hands knows what I'm talking about" a laughing Santana replied back.
"Oh my god! I think that's enough come on Brody let's get you dressed we've got a long day ahead of us you've got to get to NYADA and I need to be at Funny Girl rehearsals" Rachel helped her still whimpering boyfriend to stand up from the floor and gently started to lead him back to her bedroom; while back in the lounge room, Dani Kurt and Santana where trying not to laugh as they could hear Rachel trying to console a devastated Brody about the size of his genitals.
Kurt turned to Santana as soon as Brody and Rachel were out of earshot inside the bedroom and said, "You knew that was Brody you were attacking didn't you?" Santana just looked back at Kurt as she started to walk over to her room to fetch her uniform and with a smirk replied, "Of course I knew it was that tool Brody. But as any good Latino knows when you get a free hit at the piñata all be it a weird bunch of dates left in the sun piñata, you swing for the fences."
Santana retrieved her work outfit from her room and found Kurt and Dani still giggling away. "All right, Porcelain, girl wonder over here and I are off, you may want to disinfect the lounge room area. Especially that extremely gross looking sweat stain where, Mr. two percent body fats ass was." Kurt looked down at the spot Santana was talking about and dry reached, "Gross I think I just threw up in my mouth."
"Yeah well someone better clean that nasty shit up, quick before it stains…and lord knows there will be hell to pay, if I have to have an imprint of Brody's ass cheeks forever, staring back at me every time I try and watch my stories."
A nodding Kurt started off in search of the loft's cleaning supplies all the while muttering curses at Brody and his excessive sweat glands and also about how he'll have to go shopping for some industrial grade disinfectant. As Santana and Dani were exiting the loft, Santana called over her shoulder, "Oh Kurt…I know you and Berry have some weird obsession with Wicked and Broadway, but if you don't want to permanently look like Elphaba, I would clean your face"
Kurt stopped dead in his tracks and quickly snapped his hands up to his face, and just like Santana said he felt the now almost dry facemask cream.
"OH MY GOD! MY PORES!" Kurt shrieked and sprinted back into his bathroom to commence emergency deep cleansing of his pores.
"Bye Hummelina!" Santana laughingly called out, as she closed the door behind her as she and Dani exited the loft.
Lima, Ohio
Finn loved working with his hands. It didn't matter if he was tinkering with an engine that needed fixing or just grabbing some wood and nails and building. He always loved the saying his dear old sadly now, late grandfather, Jeb Hudson always used to say to him when Finn would help him out back on the farm.
He would say...
"Finn, my dear old boy, God put us men, here on this beautiful earth for two reasons. One to bask in the love of a good woman and thankfully I've been basking in the glow of your Grandma's love for over forty blessed years now; and two just like the good book says, there is nothing better for a person than that he should eat and drink and find enjoyment in his toil. So I say to you Finn whatever your hands find to do, make sure you do it with all your heart and soul, because if your happy here" Jeb pointed his finger to Finn's heart. "You'll be happy out here in life, and if your happy in life that will also help you with the first thing, but your to young to be worried about that" Jeb said while waiving his hand around.
Young Finn made a yuck face at the mention of him and girls, while his grandfather just chuckled and said, "Don't worry, pretty soon you'll have all the young ladies chasing after you and you'll be loving every minute of it." Finn went to retort Jeb's statement about him eventually liking girls as ludicrous but his grandma calling them back to the house for some lunch interrupted their conversation.
Finn looked up at Jeb who had the famous Hudson smirk on his face, when he turned to a young Finn and said, "Come now Finn, we mustn't keep Grandma Hudson waiting now. You know how she gets when where late, but remember this Finn my boy, busy hands are happy hands." Jeb ruffled Finn's hair and wiped his old hands on an old rag before making his way slowly back towards the farmhouse with a young Finn walking happily by his side.
Finn was brought out of his reverie by the sound of a car getting its engine revved as one of the other mechanics at Burt's Tyre and Auto tuned the engine. The Auto Shop had always been somewhat of a refuge for Finn. It was a place that allowed him to escape from things that were going bad at home or school. No matter what trouble seemed to be in his life, he could come down to the shop and put his hands to some good use, just like Grandpa Hudson said, busy hands are happy hands. But Finn always worried about his granddad said to a younger version of himself, that if you're happy in your heart, you'll be happy in life and that whatever you find to do in life do it with all your being.
Now Finn loved working with the Glee Club and getting his teaching degree to become a music teacher, but in all honesty it didn't talk to his soul like, Broadway did to Rachel or Fashion did to Kurt. Rachel Berry and Music were the only two things that could make Finn's heart and soul feel like they were floating and truly free. Something Finn admired greatly about Rachel was how she could be so expressive about herself and her feelings using only the power of her voice. Now Finn knew he could never be a Broadway superstar like Rachel, but like Rachel, Finn found he could express himself through song easier and more effectively than talking. This is one of the reasons he wrote the song, "Pretending" for use at Nationals. Even Finn had to admit that particular song proved to be a little too effective, causing Rachel and himself to get lost in their emotions and partake in the Superman of Kisses and costing, New Directions a National title.
But ever since that day whenever Finn needed to express himself or felt frustrated because he couldn't express himself properly; he would lock himself in his room and write his feelings down into songs he kept in various black leather bound notebooks. For Finn this remedy was like his diary. These songs were for no one else's eyes and ears apart from his own, even Rachel or his own mother didn't know of their existence. It was by pure accident that Puck found out about Finn's secret, and he had been sworn to secrecy. It wasn't that Finn was embarrassed about writing songs, far from it, he was more worried about the content of his songs as each one was a personal reflection on his inner most thoughts, fears and feelings.
Finn was awoken from his musings by the sound of his phone ringing in the background. He quickly wiped his dirty hands on an old rag; Burt had left lying around and went over to his bag where he kept his phone while he was working. The screen of Finn's phone was illuminated with the picture of his best friend, Puck making a stupid face for the camera. Finn swiped his finger across his phone accepting the call, wondering what must be so important that his friend would call him while he was at work.
After putting the phone up to his ear, Finn said, "What's up Puck?"
"Hello to you too, Huddy!" Puck replied
"Ok, Ok Hello Puckerman. How are you today?" Finn replied back sarcastically.
"Oh No Is your toilet paper irritating you again Finn?"
"Fuck you! Want do you want Puck? I'm helping out at the shop for a couple of hours for Burt"
"All right, don't go getting snippy with me now…"
"Puck come on! I've got about two cars left to finish before I can leave and hopefully go home and put my feet up and get something to eat." Finn said interrupting his friend.
"Ok, if you can spare some time from stuffing your face after work, bring your ass down to McKinley. I've got some news to discuss with the boys."
"Fine! I'll finish off the last couple of cars and instead of finally getting some of my mom's lasagna I'll come down to the school. But this better be good, Puck."
"It will be good, don't you worry about that my friend, and hey how much of Momma Hudson's lasagna is left, cause that stuff is gold."
"Fine if this news you have to tell us is any good, I'll save you a slice. Ok, see you in a few"
"Like I said Finn my boy, my news is going to be the best thing you've ever heard and it better be a big slice you save me. I know you Finn and your scrimpy little guest serves"
"Whatever, you're lucky I'm saving you any at all, it is my mother's…" Finn said putting emphasis on the word mother. "Lasagna and she did save it for her only son" As well as emphasis on the word son.
"Please everyone knows the only thing keeping me from being a true member of the Hudson clan is that I'm Jewish and my last name is Puckerman" Puck quickly replied back.
"And that you have a different mother than me" Finn comically explained to his best friend.
"You a comedian now Finn and besides, you've always been my brother from another mother. So hurry up and work some mechanical voodoo on those cars and get over here to McKinley. We'll be in the choir room."
"I've always been a comedian, Puck it's just all my jokes have been to highbrow for you lot and I'll see you guys in about an hour, cool" Finn quickly replied back
"Highbrow, what the hell bro? You learn that from Berry or Hummell?" was the cheeky response from his best friend. Finn just chuckled and ran the hand not holding onto the phone through his unruly hair and with a smirk replied back, "Neither, that's the advantages of having a 'Word of the Day' app on your phone. Now if they allowed the use of iPhones during the exams in Ms. Murphy's English class I probably would have received a better mark."
"Well they did allow the use of the stone aged version of 'Word of the Day' apps"
"Really! I don't remember using anything like that during English" Finn quizzically replied back.
"Yeah they were these things that were all the rage a back in the day. I believe they called them, Dictionary's" Finn couldn't help but laugh at his friend's sarcasm, before replying back with his own response. "Yeah I bet you would know all about them, cause if you look up the word, 'Prick' there's going to be a picture of you"
"Ha Ha. At least I got a prick you…"
"ANYWAY!" Finn quickly and loudly stopped Puck from going into one of his usual long-winded and crass spiels about his own anatomy. Before continuing, "Got to go now bro, see you in a few. Ok?"
"…And that's why mines, bigger…Wait, what? Oh yeah fine. Just don't keep us waiting man. Time is money you know. Catch ya, bro" Finn held in a laugh as he realized his friend had been continuing on talking while he had zoned out.
"Yeah later" Finn said as he disconnected the call and put his phone back in his bag. Finn smirked to himself, thinking that one of the advantages of being friends with someone like Noah Puckerman is that life is never dull.
Anyway if he hoped to get out of there at any sense of a reasonable hour he better get back to those cars; with Finn admitting to himself that he was at least a little intrigued (once again, thanks 'Word of the Day' app) as to what news his friend could possibly have to share. Finn just hoped it wasn't like the time Puck insisted on showing Finn exactly what a 'Dutch Oven' was, Finn still can smell that god awful stench and wonders if it's possible for your nose to have Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, before shrugging his shoulders and getting back to work on one of the cars.