Welcome back to all my loyal readers and reviewers, to Chapter 14. For all of you who like sexy time Finchel we have you covered. Our favourite New Yorkers take a trip to go visit a new arrival and we have…dun, dun, dun the return of Brody Weston. I once again found an opportunity to add some more Aussie flavour to the story. Once again all the legal stuff belongs to Ryan Murphy & FOX except my characters. So please read, review, rewind, then read and review again…enjoy!
Two Months Later…
Rachel was busying herself in the kitchen of Finn's apartment. Well it was still technically Finn's apartment, even though since the surgery Rachel had been spending basically every free moment at the place. She hadn't officially moved in yet, but she had mandated closet and drawer space for some of her clothes. So Rachel found herself in the position of having a foot in both living places, the loft in Bushwick and Finn's upscale place. If Rachel were being honest with herself she would admit that she absolutely adores times like these. Being all domesticated and just spending quality time together, even though Finn had locked himself away in his home studio for the past two hours.
After getting the all clear from the doctor to return to work, Finn had gone full steam ahead with writing and preparing songs for the guy's debut album. That's why Rachel found herself alone in the kitchen preparing some meals for the upcoming lunch they were planning for later that day with their friends. Now that most of the New Directions were in New York, Rachel wanted to make it a tradition that they reserve time to hang out together. So the bonds of friendship that were forged through their time in Glee Club don't get forgotten, as they all become busy living their adult lives. Since by some miracle they all were free from their worldly responsibilities they decided to utilise this rare day off and have their annual meal together at Finn's apartment.
Meanwhile Finn finally emerged from the home studio, looking for something to recharge his batteries before going back to work. Finn just had to stop and stare at the sight that stood in front of him as he entered the kitchen. Finn leaned against the entranceway to the kitchen staring at Rachel buzzing around the kitchen preparing dishes for lunch. His eyes trailed from Rachel's bare feet all the way up those incredible legs up to her amazing arse showcased in shorts so tiny they should be illegal. Topped off with one of his old McKinley Titans shirts tied in a knot leaving her midriff exposed; all accessorised with a bright pink apron that said, 'kiss the chef'.
Deciding he better follow the directions of the apron, Finn sidled up behind his beautiful girlfriend and started kissing along her exposed neck. Rachel was startled for a moment as she was in the zone cooking, yet as her body recognised the familiar sensations of being held and kissed by Finn, she readily accepted his welcome advances.
"Finn!" Rachel moaned as Finn continued kissing along her neck while running his hands across her taught bare midriff.
"Thought I'd take the apron's advice and kiss the chef." Finn said in between kisses.
Rachel could only moan a response as Finn's hand that was on her stomach travelled lower and started caressing her aching core through her tiny shorts. Encouraged by the moans coming from Rachel, Finn kept up his caressing of Rachel's core as well as using his other hand to fondle one of Rachel's perky braless breasts through her shirt.
Taking it up a notch Finn slipped his hand beneath the waistband of her extremely tiny shorts. His roaming hands came across no barrier as his fingers became acquainted with Rachel's wet folds.
"No panties…naughty girl!" Finn whispered in her ear as he inserted a finger into the quivering, moist depths of his girlfriend. To which Rachel could only grunt a response about it being laundry day, as she spread her legs allowing Finn greater access to her womanhood.
Just as Finn had joined his first finger with a second, pumping in an out of Rachel, she managed to splutter out something about the meal burning. To which a smirking Finn pried the hand that was fondling her breast and reached across and turn the stove down to a simmer. Satisfied they weren't going to burn the apartment down Rachel now fully relinquished control to Finn. His own arousal growing quickly as each time he pumped his fingers into Rachel with his thumb alternatively rubbing her clit; Rachel's arousal would make her arse shift from side to side, which caused a delicious friction for Finn's bulging erection as it was pressed firmly against Rachel's arse.
By the sounds Rachel was making Finn knew she was extremely close to coming, which made Finn up the tempo of his diddling fingers. Rachel's orgasm must be going to be a big one as her legs went boneless and Finn had to support her as she started to cry out as she fell over the edge.
"Finn…Oh God…Don't stop…FUCK…FUCK!" Finn loved hearing Rachel curse in the throes of her orgasmic pleasure that just made him harder and harder.
"Come for me, Baby girl!" Finn whispered seductively in her ear as he kept up his ministrations of her body. Finn felt Rachel's taught body uncoil like a spring as she sang out as her orgasm washed over her and her juices splashed across Finn's hand.
After recovering from her orgasm, Rachel ripped off her soaked shorts and pinned Finn up against the kitchen counter, yanking down his pants and engulfing his swollen cock with her mouth.
"FUCK!" Finn wasn't expecting such a vigorous reciprocation from Rachel and could only shout his hormone-fuelled appreciation as Rachel bestowed the amazing blowjob Rachel and himself had dubbed the Rachel Berry Special. After Finn remarked that her technique was so great she could almost trademark it, which led to the name Rachel Berry Special being coined.
Finn reluctantly pulled a pouting Rachel away from his throbbing erection, as he wanted to finish inside Rachel. He let out a chuckle as he effortlessly picked a naked Rachel up and went to deposit her on the counter only to have Rachel clinging to his neck shaking her head saying, "That's unsanitary Finny!" which confused Finn as how was that unsanitary yet their previous activities weren't.
Ah well! Onwards to plan B then, as Finn manoeuvred them over to the next surface he could find which just so happened to be the fridge. Finn pinned Rachel up against the fridge as he somehow managed to hold up Rachel as well as line up his pulsating member with his girlfriends soaked entrance. Both Rachel and Finn let out a loud moan as he entered Rachel in one swift thrust. The fridge shook and rattled loudly as Finn thrust into Rachel again and again, Finn was sure he was going to have to replace at least half of the contents of the fridge, but it was worth it.
Still really revved up from his short Rachel Berry Special blowjob Finn was finding it hard to hold back his release. But like any guy worth his salt knows the golden rule is always ladies first. The only problem was it didn't seem like Rachel was anywhere near as close to finishing as Finn was, so he decided to up the ante. So he alternated every thrust into Rachel with rubbing her excited clit. Which fortunately for Finn sent a horny Rachel into overdrive and she was soon praising the deities for the pleasure being bestowed upon her and pretty soon Finn felt the tell-tale signs of an epic Rachel Berry orgasm.
Finn felt like he'd run a marathon in between his groaning while pumping into Rachel again and again mixed with Rachel tugging at his hair that was still regrowing from the surgery. In a finish that could of rivalled any rock concert in conjunction with the vase Kurt gave him as a house warming present falling and smashing to the kitchen floor; both Rachel and Finn screamed in orgasmic glory as they both mutually came together and while still entangled with each other slumped to the floor.
Until the moment was deemed over when a still naked Rachel jumped up from the ground like she'd been bitten just to check her cooking hadn't overflowed or burnt. Finn chuckled to himself as he got out the dustpan and brush and swept up the broken vase and deposited it in the bin.
"I guess we just add that vase to the list of stuff we broke of Kurt's during sex." Finn said as he swept the last remnants of the vase into the bin.
"The list that shall never, ever be spoken of?" Rachel asked over her shoulder.
"That's the one."
"Do you think he knows it was us who broke his fancy coffee machine, back in high school?" Rachel asked as she along with Finn grabbed their clothes and started getting dressed.
"I doubt it. I still can't believe he believed me when I told him Puck broke it trying to replicate tricks he saw on a YouTube video about hotshot baristas!"
" I still feel bad about that. Kurt was mad for over a week about that, and poor Noah didn't have a clue why Kurt was giving him the silent treatment all the time." Rachel said as she went in search of clean shorts and underwear.
"Would you have rather me said, sorry Kurt it was Rachel and I who broke your coffee machine as it got in the way as I proceeded to fuck Rachel senseless!" Finn called out to Rachel.
Rachel came back into the room fully dressed, "Language Finn! And no, I said I felt bad about putting the blame on Noah, I didn't say I was an idiot!"
"I think I might try and get some more writing done before everyone get's here." Finn went to turn around and go back to his home studio when Rachel stopped him. "Finn?"
"Yeah"
"Um! Did you…I mean…you know when we were broken up? Did you write any songs about me…or us during that time?" Rachel nervously asked her boyfriend.
Finn walked up to Rachel and pulled her into a big hug, "Rachel you have to understand during that period of time I was very confused. I was going through being diagnosed for the first time and then finding out you didn't love me anymore…"
"I always loved you Finn! I never stopped!" interrupted a sincere Rachel.
"I know baby girl! Which just made what I was feeling even harder. During that time there were moments when I couldn't even look at myself in the mirror. But to answer your question…yes I did write songs about us. In the effort of full disclosure, some were angry, emotional songs while others were more upbeat and reflective." Explained Finn.
"Can you play me one?" asked Rachel
Finn nodded and then ran off and came back with his guitar, "Okay here's one I wrote just after you and Kurt came back to Lima to see the production of Grease. I really hope you like it."
Finn sat down on the couch as Rachel sat on the opposite couch and watched as he started strumming his guitar….
So your friend's been telling me
You've been sleeping with my sweater
And that you can't stop missing me
Bet my friend's been telling you
I'm not doing much better
'Cause I'm missing half of me
And being here without you is like I'm waking up to
Only half a blue sky
Kinda there but not quite
I'm walking around with just one shoe
I'm half a heart without you
I'm half a man at best,
With half an arrow in my chest
I miss everything we do,
I'm half a heart without you
Forget all we said that night
No, it doesn't even matter
'Cause we both got split in two
If you could spare an hour or so,
We'll go for lunch down by the river
We can really talk it through
And being here without you is like I'm waking up to
Only half a blue sky
Kinda there but not quite
I'm walking around with just one shoe
I'm half a heart without you
I'm half a man at best,
With half an arrow in my chest
'Cause I miss everything we do,
I'm half a heart without you
Half a heart without you,
I'm half a heart without you
Though I try to get you out of my head
The truth is I got lost without you
And since then I've been waking up to
Only half a blue sky
Kinda there but not quite
I'm walking around with just one shoe
I'm half a heart without you
I'm half a man at best,
With half an arrow in my chest
I miss everything we do,
I'm half a heart without you
Without you, without you, half a heart without you
Without you, without you, I'm half a heart without you
Finn stopped playing the guitar and watched Rachel waiting for a reaction. For a moment or two Rachel just sat there looking in between Finn and the surrounding space. It was like she was contemplating the right words to say in this specific situation. A single tear dripped down her face that led to an onslaught of tears as Finn dropped his guitar and rushed over, and enveloped Rachel into his strong arms.
"I'm sorry, baby! I knew I shouldn't have played you that song. There are too many bad memories…" Finn started before being cut-off by Rachel.
"No, that's not why I'm crying. I'm crying because even then, even though we weren't together, during our darkest moment our tether is plain to see. It's like you wrote that song with me in the room, or at least with my feelings somehow guiding your pen. That song explains how living in New York without you has felt. I may have been living my dream, but it was a watered down dream because I was living it with half a heart. I gave you that piece of my heart Finn, a long time ago in Lima and you've kept it safe all this time." Explained Rachel.
"And you've got mine, Hummingbird!" Finn said lovingly tapping Rachel on her nose.
"Just a heads up, Finny! I'm not intending on giving your heart back anytime soon." Assured Rachel.
Finn just smiled and said, "Ditto, baby girl…ditto!" and then he leaned in and gave Rachel one of those kisses they talk about in movies and romance novels. The types of kiss wars are started over. The type of kiss bards, poets and musicians have been waxing lyrically over for centuries. But best of all the type of kiss a guy gives to a girl he loves to show his heart, mind, body and soul belong to the other person.
Rachel stood up and brushed some imaginary lint off her clothes and said, "You know if I didn't already, I would so rock your world right now!"
Finn jumped up from his seat and grabbed a giggling Rachel and carried her bridal style to the bedroom. "Don't worry baby girl, I'll just resurrect the spirit of high school Finn and we'll be done in plenty of time. We may even be able to get rounds two and three in as well!"
"Wow! Your such a romantic Finn!" Rachel could be heard as Finn slammed the bedroom door closed and proceeded to show his girl just how romantic he could be.
The loud knocking on the door made a still half undressed Rachel and Finn scramble out of the bedroom. The pair comically tried to locate their clothes before answering the still knocking door.
"Don't worry baby! I'll be quick I promise!" Rachel said sarcastically while mocking Finn by imitating his voice.
"It's not my fault you can't resist all of this." Finn said gesturing to his body as he tried to pull on his pants.
Rachel just simply rolled her eyes as she finished putting her bra back on and muttered. "Yeah your so irresistible, Finn!" and then went off in search of her shirt.
"Hey you were singing a different tune only a few moments ago." Finn said as he followed Rachel out of the bedroom as he pulled his shirt on. Now it was his turn to try and mimic Rachel's voice. "Oh Finn! Oh yeah, baby! Harder…oh fuck me harder! Finny oh God, yeah! That's the spot!" Finn mimicked complete with arm movements and body actions, as he dodged a couch pillow thrown at his head by an annoyed Rachel.
"I do not sound like that, when were making love Finn! Now shut up so we can answer the door in a civil manner so that our friends wont know we were just fucking!" Rachel told her boyfriend while trying to compose herself before opening the door.
Rachel and Finn opened the door to reveal an entranceway jammed full of people all holding different dishes waiting to get in. As soon as the door opened everyone charged through the doorway eager to get inside.
"Bout bloody time!" Santana sneered as she barged past Rachel and Finn and hung up her coat
"Nice to see you too, Santana!" Finn called out sarcastically.
"Don't mess with me, Finnocence! You and man-hands had us waiting outside in the freaking cold for fifteen minutes, while you two were bumping uglies!" quipped Santana as she flopped down onto the couch next to Dani.
"I'll have you know Santana me and Finn were not bumping uglies as you so crassly put it. We were simply indisposed at the time of your imminent arrival and that is why we were regrettably late in opening the door for our dear friends." Waxed Rachel while scrunching her face up in disgust at her friend's crassness.
"Save the Sylvia Plath bullshit for someone who actually gives a damn, Berry! Oh and FYI if you attempt to plead the fifth on disgusting coitus with the giant, maybe next time try and put your shirt back on not inside out and back the front! Now how about some drinks up in this bad boy!" Santana quipped back.
Sure enough as Rachel looked down at her shirt, she came face to face with the tag that should be at the back of the shirt. Highly embarrassed Rachel jumped up from sitting on the armrest next to Finn and ran for the bedroom. But not before admonishing Finn, "Finn! Why didn't you tell me I had my shirt on backwards?"
Finn didn't really see what was so embarrassing as all their friends clearly knew they were having sex on a regular basis. Heck nearly all of them had even walked in on Finchel sex in progress, so this was not even registering on the radar according to Finn. So in response to Rachel he just simply shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't know. I just thought it must've been some weird new age fashion shit that Kurt roped you into trying."
"Language Finn!" Rachel scolded as she came back into the room with her shirt around the right way.
"How do you come up with all these euphemism's Santana? Do like carry around a thesaurus on different words for sex?" Blaine asked the Latino as everybody moved to sit around the table.
Santana pulled out a seat for her girlfriend before sitting down herself, "Please! Warbler…"
"Santana I haven't been A Warbler in over four years!" Blaine interrupted.
"What was that? All the light being reflected off your overly gelled head blinded me! So all I heard was, bla, bla, bla look at me, bla, bla!" quipped Santana complete with hand gestures. "Anyway to answer your question, I'm completely insulted you'd think I Santana Lopez need a thesaurus to come up with sex euphemisms."
"I already know I'm going to regret this, but seriously how many do you know?" Sam added to the conversation as he piled various foods onto his plate.
"Challenge accepted!" Santana shouted out.
"I wasn't exactly challenging you, but go on." Sam countered.
"Count them down, Puckerman!" which made Puck who wasn't even paying attention to the conversation as he was busy trying to be extra nice to Quinn who was down for a couple days from Connecticut, look up startled. "Puck, get your hand off it and keep count!" to which Puck could only nod his head.
"Alright then here goes, I'll start with the basics. Getting busy, getting down, getting laid, getting some, funny business, boning, frigging, going balls-deep, gland-to-gland combat. Hanky panky, glazing the doughnut and this ones a good one for Finn, harpooning the salty longshoreman and we can't leave out Jewish Berry, with hiding the Nazi. Organ grinding, paddling up Coochie Creek, pants-off dance off, parallel parking, playing a game of Mr Wobbly hides his helmet, playing with the box the kid came in. Roughing up the suspect, spelunking the slime cave…"
"Eww! We're trying to eat here Santana!" everyone yelled together at the mention of the last one.
"Squat-jumping in the cucumber patch, stuffing the taco, taking ol' One-Eye to the optometrist, two balls in the middle pocket, adult naptime, assault with a friendly weapon, attacking the pink fortress, bending her over a barrel and showing her the fifty states!"
"OKAY! That's enough Santana! I just wanted to have a nice enjoyable lunch with my friends. And yes Finn and I were having sex when you all arrived but what's wrong with two consenting adults who love each other expressing that love in it's most physical form? Nothing I tell you! So shut up and eat your damn lunch or grab some Tupperware for your food and go the hell home!" snapped a frustrated Rachel.
Everything went silent as everyone at the table stopped eating and looked at Rachel as if they couldn't believe nice little Rachel Berry just told off Santana. Eventually everyone went back to conversing and eating, but Santana couldn't help but lean across and whisper to Puck. "How did I do?"
Puck whispered back, "27" and then continued on eating his pile of food.
After that the conversation moved on to Kurt telling everyone about the latest fashion designer he met at Vogue and Blaine announcing how some artist had asked him to collaborate on a new single. While Quinn announced how well she had been doing at law school in Harvard, and how different it was from the dreams she had in high school of being Lima, Ohio's premiere real estate agent.
Once everyone had finished lunch they all retired to the lounge room for coffee. Quinn was off talking about some new fashion thing with Kurt and Mercedes, while Sam and Puck were debating who would win in a fight Mario or Luigi. Ryder was talking to Finn about the guy's debut album as Rachel listened in, while Blaine was in the corner of the room sitting behind Finn's piano idling playing different tunes.
When all of a sudden Finn jumped up and yelled, "QUIET!"
A startled Santana jumped at the sound of Finn's yelling, spilling some of her coffee on her designer shirt. "What the fuck, Frakenteen! This was freaking Prada! You know how hard it is to get a coffee stain out?"
An excited Finn just shrugged it off, "Whatever! I'll buy you a new one. Now be quiet!" Finn said shushing a stunned Santana. Her powers must be weakening from hanging around these losers all the time. First Berry tells her what for and know frakenteen, what the hell was the world coming to.
"Blaine! Play that tune again!" Finn excitedly told Blaine as he sat down on the piano stool next to his friend.
"You mean this one?" Blaine asked as he played back a tune as everyone in the room watched to see what would happen.
"THAT'S IT!" Finn yelled to no one in particular. "Where did that tune come from?" Finn asked Blaine.
"It's just something that's been swirling around in my head" Blaine nonchalantly replied to Finn's question.
Without bothering to respond to Blaine, Finn jumped up off the piano stool so fast he almost knocked Blaine off the other side. Everyone sat there stunned as they watched Finn race off to the home studio. They all looked towards Rachel as all they could hear was Finn ratting around the studio looking for something while loudly mumbling to himself. Rachel didn't even know herself what the hell was going on so she just shrugged in response to the looks of her friends.
Just then Finn came running back into the living room holding up a piece of paper while struggling to regain his breath. "I found it!" he exclaimed to the confused group as he went back over to the piano and Blaine.
"Do you think you could play that tune again to the time of this song?" Finn said as he put some sheet music on the stand above the piano. Blaine just nodded his head as he quickly scanned the music, as everyone else got up from the living room and crowded around the piano.
Finn looked up to everyone and said, "Just remember this is still a work in progress" before motioning for Blaine to start playing.
Blaine started playing the tune Finn wanted on the piano, while Finn started singing…
Don't ask me
What you know is true
Don't have to tell you
I love your precious heart
I
I was standing
You were there
Two worlds collided
And they could never tear us apart
We could live
For a thousand years
But if I hurt you
I'd make wine from your tears
I told you
That we could fly
'Cause we all have wings
But some of us don't know why
I was standing
You were there
Two worlds collided
And they could never ever tear us apart
I
I was standing
You were there
Two worlds collided
And they could never tear us apart
You were standing
I was there
Two worlds collided
And they could never tear us apart
I
I was standing
You were there
Two worlds collided
Blaine stopped playing the piano and the entire room was silent as Finn looked around expectantly at everyone. When the silence continued, Finn couldn't take it anymore.
"I know…I know! Just remember it's still a work in progress. I just thought it might be a good song for the album." Finn said a bit dejected while taking the sheet music down.
"No Finn! You don't get it. We were silent not because it was bad; we were silent because it was absolutely amazing, baby! I knew you were talented but this is the first time I've actually seen you work and can I just say I am thoroughly impressed." Rachel said as she wrapped her boyfriend up in a giant hug.
"Berry's right Finn! This is one of those rare moments when your girl isn't just blowing smoke up your arse and is actually speaking the truth. Finn you know I don't dish out compliments easily, so believe me when I say you must and I repeat must include that song on your album." Santana sincerely said to one of her closest friends in Finn, even though she would probably strongly deny it if you asked her.
As everyone was congratulating Finn on a great song and he was explaining the different things they could add to make it better; the phone rang and Rachel deciding to let Finn revel in the accolades of their friends, went and answered the phone.
"Hello"
"Hi Rachel, it's Will. How are you doing?" Rachel's former Glee coach asked down the phone.
"Good! It's great to hear from you Mr Schue and what do we owe the pleasure of your call?" Rachel asked back.
"Rachel you're not my student anymore, you can call me Will. But anyway I thought you guys over there in New York would like to know that Emma just went into labour. We're at Lima Memorial now and the doctor says it should be a long one as Emma's only about five centimetres dilated." Will excitedly told his former student.
"Oh My God! That's amazing! Congratulations to both you and Emma!"
"Well that's the thing. I was hoping you guys would be able to come tell us congratulations in person. I know your extremely busy with Funny Girl and Finn with the label but it would be really great if my favourite students could be here when the baby's born." Will explained to Rachel.
"Of course Mr Schue…I mean Will. We'll have to move some stuff around but I'm sure we should be able to make it. I'll let you know…okay?"
"Sounds great Rachel. I got to go Emma's asking for some more ice chips. So I guess we'll see you guys soon." Will said as he hung up the phone to go get Emma some more ice.
Rachel hung up the phone and went back to the living room and took a moment to appreciate the scene before her. All the guys were busy talking about different things they could do with Finn's song as Kurt and everybody else was laughing at some story Quinn was telling them.
Hearing her name being called out, made her realise she had been daydreaming and Finn had been asking her a question. "Rachel, who was that on the phone?"
"Oh! I've got exciting news! That was Mr Schue on the phone he was telling me that Emma has just gone into labour!"
All the girls including Kurt broke out with a chorus of loud squeals at the news of their favourite teacher and guidance counsellor about to become parents. Then the room broke out in a confusing jumble of questions fired at her from every corner of the room, about is it a boy or girl, how's Emma and what size is the baby.
Rachel calmed everyone down and explained that the doctor expected it to be a long labour as she was only five centimetres dilated; and that the expecting parents wish was for them to be at the birth back in Lima.
The room went silent as everyone deliberated whether they could make it to Lima or not.
"Well I'm sure I can take a couple of days off from the label as I can work on songs anywhere" Finn said to the group.
"Yeah! Even though Tamara Clayton's a massive bitch! I can get her to do a couple of my shows and actually make her earn the money their paying her to be my understudy." Rachel added.
Sam, Blaine, Ryder and Puck added that they were in, as they had nothing to do until the songs Finn was working on were ready. Kurt added that he had some leave time available, so he could go. Quinn was already on a semester break so she could definitely be able to spend some time back in Lima. Santana said she was basically running things at the diner so she would just give herself some time off and go.
Which just left Mercedes who cheekily turned to Finn and said, "Well since my boss is right in front of me I can ask him myself. So how about it boss man, can I have a couple of days off to go back to my hometown?"
Finn pretended to think about it for a minute before answering, "Mmm! I don't know. Time is money you know, Mercedes, is this trip your taking going to be productive?" jested Finn.
Rachel just punched her boyfriend in the arm and said, "Cut the crap, Finn! Mercedes if boss man wants to engage in anymore activities with his special assistant…namely me, he will let you go to Lima with us." Rachel said giving Finn a look to which he just surrendered and leaned back in his chair. Rachel let out an excited giggle as she clapped her hands, "Yay! Were all going on a road trip!"
"How soon can everyone be ready? Because if you all can be ready by tomorrow morning how does it sound, if instead of a road trip…" to which Finn put a comforting arm around a pouting Rachel. "We make it an air trip?"
Finn laughed as everyone looked at him confused wondering what the hell he meant. "Well if everyone can get to Teterboro Airport at nine tomorrow morning we can take the labels private corporate jet to Lima. I'm sure Ellie wouldn't mind if I borrowed it for a couple of days."
"Finally I get to travel like the VIP I am!" exclaimed Santana. Everyone agreed to meet at the airport by nine the next morning to hopefully be there in Lima in time to witness their two favourite teachers' become parents.
Until the excited chatter was interrupted by a loud scream from Kurt, "Finnegan Christopher Hudson! What the fuck happened to my vase? See this is why Neanderthals like you cant have nice things!"
Rachel and Finn just looked at each other and smiled and said together, "Busted!"
Everybody arrived at the airport at the required time and started boarding the plane. All the couples paired off in their respective seats throughout the private jet. Rachel, as did most of the New Yorkers, decided it was still to early in the morning for them so as the plane took off they decide to utilise their time by sleeping.
Rachel felt like she'd only been asleep for a couple of minutes, but after Finn nudged her awake to inform her they were about to land in Lima, she realised it had been hours. Finn, Rachel, Kurt and Blaine were going to stay at the Rachel's place as her dad's were currently out of town and it would give the young couples some privacy as well as an opportunity to spend time with Carole and Burt. Sam decided to once again take up lodgings at the Hummel's as both him and Mercedes didn't think her parent's would be to obliging at having her boyfriend stay over. Even though her and Sam have had a talk and decided that they loved each other enough to abscond from sexual liaisons with each other until there married. Puck was just going to go back to his mum's house, while Santana was going to go stay with Quinn as she was still on the outer with her family with the whole being a lesbian thing.
They piled all their belongings into two black SUV's Finn hired for the duration of the trip. Finn, Rachel, Blaine, Kurt and Sam all piled into one car while Puck, Ryder, Santana, Quinn and Mercedes piled into the other. They all agreed to go to their respective residences and unpack and catch up with whoever they needed to catch up with before going up to the hospital later in the afternoon to see Will and Emma.
Finn, Rachel, Blaine and Kurt had just finished unloading all their stuff at the Berry's house and were now on the road towards Finn's old home. Rachel could tell that Finn was feeling rather nostalgic driving through Lima and about to pull into the driveway of his childhood home. In truth so was she, the ambitious little Jewish girl with big dreams was gone; and in her place was a hopefully more mature, still ambitious woman who was living the dream both personally and professionally.
Finn pulled the car into the Hummel's driveway and before he could even get it in park, Carole had rushed from the house and was crying as she watched everyone get out of the car.
She ran over to Finn and enveloped him in a huge hug and proceeded to plaster his face with kisses. The others couldn't help but laugh at the comical sight in front of them. For there was six foot four Finn being lovingly mauled by five foot eight Carole. "Geez mum! Can you at least wait until we get inside?" Finn said trying to break free of his mother's deathly tight grip.
Not even Burt could pry Carole away from Finn as she just held her son close and said. "What? I'm his mother and this is the first time I've seen my baby boy since his surgery! So forgive me for being so clingy!" Carole told everyone as she ushered them all into the house. "Your all in luck! I just finished making lunch, and before you ask Finny! Yes I did make your favourite, Honey Chicken. I've been beating Burt away from it all morning and lucky I did as your looking a little skinny Finn dear…" Carole whipped around to Rachel and said in all seriousness, "Rachel you have been feeding my Finny properly haven't you?" Rachel just replied with, "Yes Carole!" which seemed to placate the worried mother.
"Carole with how much Finn eats I think he keeps the grocery store around the corner from his apartment in business purely by himself." Quipped Kurt as he dropped his bag and flopped onto the familiar couch.
"Hey it's not my fault I have a healthy appetite!" Finn snapped back at his brother as he to sat down on one of the couches.
"Yeah Kurt! It just means there's more of him to love." Rachel said as she sat herself down on Finn's lap and started kissing him, while Carole was getting the last of the lunch stuff ready just held her hand to her heart and went, "aww!"
"Great! Here I was thinking I was going to get a mini vacation and yet I'll probably get three days of watching numerous Finchel make out sessions!" Kurt pouted.
"Why do we have to watch them, when we could be doing our own making out?" Blaine seductively asked Kurt as he to leaned over and started kissing his boyfriend.
The two couples were lost in their own little worlds of making out with their respective partners. Until the booming voice of Burt sounded throughout the lounge room, "Okay! Enough Fornicating on my furniture; I just got the darn things reupholstered for Christ sake! And get your butts to the table for lunch!"
Everyone seated themselves around the table as Carole laid out an absolute smorgasbord of food on the table. Even Finn who usually had a bottomless stomach groaned at the amount of food laid out before him.
Carole let out a small chuckle and said, "Okay! Maybe I went slightly overboard with the food. But when I heard my boys and my almost daughter were coming back to town I got excited, and when I get excited I cook."
"Hence why I had a heart attack" Burt joked, before getting punches from both sides of the table, from his son and wife.
"Now eat! Before I decide to reinstate your diet and only give you salad!" Carole scolded her husband.
"Geez! I'm eating…I'm eating!" Burt started shovelling food into his mouth making everyone at the table laugh especially Carole.
After that the group spent a lovely time chatting away about all the different events that had happened to them since they last saw each other. Like currently Kurt was hounding his father about using proper foundation next time he did an appearance or was on TV for congress. As apparently according to Kurt his father looked like one of the vampires from Twilight at his last appearance; and according to the laws of Kurt if you're not a teenage heartthrob actor, then there's no way you can pull off the pale and sparkly look.
Laughing at the shenanigans of his brother and Burt, Finn turned around to say something to Rachel and saw she was nowhere to be found. He got up off the couch in search of his girlfriend. She wasn't in the kitchen but his mother's famous cheesecake was and when Finn saw no one was around he snuck himself a slice. Savouring the delicious piece of cake, Finn decided to see if Rachel had went to lie down in his old room.
After ascending the stairs Finn went to open his bedroom door when he stopped himself because he heard voices coming from within his room. See I told you there was a ghost haunting my room, mother! But nooo! I still had to go to school and do that stupid science test, Finn thought to himself. Wait a minute that's no ghost…that's Rachel's voice.
Finn pressed his ear against the door and he could hear Rachel talking to someone. Finn thought, she must be on the phone because everybody else was downstairs. Finn decided it wouldn't hurt if he eavesdropped a little. Not that he didn't trust Rachel but because he was just downright curious.
"Yes if you can send the blueprints and contracts to my agent in New York City that would be great." Rachel told the person on the phone.
"I already have a builder lined up…I'm just waiting on council approval"
Council approval, builder, blueprints and contracts, it sounding like Rachel was building something…but what? Finn decided his curious little mind couldn't take anymore and he decided to walk into the room.
Finn opened the bedroom door and noticed Rachel sitting at his desk with some papers while talking on the phone. A startled Rachel quickly spun around as she heard someone entering the bedroom. When she saw it was her boyfriend she quickly ended her conversation on the phone and pushed her papers into her handbag.
"Finn, what are you doing up here?" Rachel nervously questioned.
"Um! One it's my room and two I was looking for you because we should get going if we want to still visit Will and Emma at the hospital." Finn chuckled as he spoke.
"Oh…okay! Well let's get going then, come on Finny we don't want to be late!" Rachel quickly grabbed all her things as well as Finn's hand and started dragging him out of the room.
Finn chuckled at the dramatics of his petite girlfriend. She was always doing this turning the tables on him. He had been ready to go for ages and he was the one waiting on her; but now that there ready to go all of a sudden Finn was the one making them late.
"Hey! Hold on a second. Who was that on the phone?" Finn asked as his curious mind came back to wanting to know the details of the phone call.
Rachel's eyes went really wide in worry. Crap! How much had Finn heard of her phone call? Time to put your acting skills to good use Rachel Berry. "Um! I was just talking to some people from my show. That wanted to pick my brain about different blocking techniques I used that they could employ for Tamara."
Finn's curious brain let out a subliminal sigh at Rachel's statement being so ordinary. "But I heard you mentioning contracts and something about the council." Finn queried back.
Crap! He had heard some of my phone conversation, Rachel thought to herself. "They were thinking of renegotiating people's contracts because Funny Girl is so successful…but nothing's definite okay! One of the producers heard from a friend at City Hall that there thinking of raising the rates for where our musical is held, which would mean either slight pay cuts or higher ticket prices. It's just really frustrating as we just got going on our run…you know."
"Don't worry, baby girl!" Finn told Rachel while pulling her into a big hug and kissing her forehead. "It'll all work out in the end. How about we cheer you up by going to look at some incredibly cute babies, huh?" Finn said leading Rachel back down the stairs so they could leave.
"I hope it's only the one baby Finn, otherwise Will and Emma are in for the shock of their lives" Rachel replied as her and Finn with Kurt, Blaine and Sam all hopped back into the car. She really hated lying to Finn, she really did, but she needed to and she just hoped it all worked out they way she planned.
The gang all arrived at Lima Memorial Hospital in one big group after spending the earlier part of the day with their respective families. They probably gave the nurse at the front desk a heart attack as all of them crowded around the information desk trying to figure out what room Will and Emma were in. The polite nurse informed the large group that they were in the maternity ward. You just had to go to the fifth floor and then follow the signs.
By some miracle we all managed to stuff ourselves into the one elevator and made our way to the fifth floor. We all piled out of the elevator and went in search of Will and Emma's room. Finding the appropriate room with Schuester labelled on the door, Finn knocked before opening the door.
Everyone shuffled in as much as possible and almost teared up at the sight in front of them. There was Emma lying in bed with a maternal glow while holding a beautiful sleeping baby while Will sat on a chair beside the hospital bed watching his little family.
"Hey guys! We're so glad you could all come!" Will gushed happily as he stood up and greeted everyone.
"So were dying to know, Mr Schue…boy or girl?" Quinn asked what they all had been wondering.
"Well after thirteen hours of labour we now have a beautiful healthy baby…boy!"
Everyone crowded around to see the newest addition to the Schuester family with all the girls as well as a few of the guys getting emotional over the little bundle of joy.
"What's his name?" a surprisingly emotional Santana asked.
"His name is Daniel…Daniel Finn Schuester" Emma said while looking at Finn.
"Oh My God! You named your son after me?" a surprised and hugely emotional Finn asked Will and Emma.
"Of course Finn. All you guys in New Directions have become like a surrogate family to Emma and me. Especially you Finn, you remind me of myself so much, but you did what I couldn't do. You broke the mould Finn, you forged your own path and followed and did what you loved regardless of what other people thought; and if I can give my precious son even half of that courage and resilience by giving him your name, then that's what I'm going to do." Explained Will to an emotional Finn.
"Do you want to hold him Finn?" A weary Emma asked from the hospital bed.
Finn nervously nodded his head as he walked towards the bed. Emma briefly showed Finn the appropriate way to hold a baby as Finn nervously picked up the small bundle into his arms. Finn sat down with Daniel in his arm in the seat that was vacated by Will and marvelled at the little man in his arms. Emma and Will shared a look as Emma nudged Will to tell them something.
"There's something else we'd like to share with you guys as well. Well more like just Finn and Rachel."
A surprised Rachel went and took a seat next to Finn who was still carefully holding a sleeping Daniel in his arms.
"Rachel and Finn how would you feel being Daniel's…godparents?" asked Will as he carefully sat down on the side of Emma's hospital bed.
Finn and Rachel both answered with a unanimous, "YES!"
Finn looked down at the little guy in his arms. He had only met Daniel a few moments ago but he had already managed to worm his way into Finn's heart. He made a silent promise to the little guy that he would always be there for him whenever he needed him for advice or just someone to talk to all he had to do was ask or call.
Just then Daniel woke up from his slumber and started crying. Finn tried to comfort him but it wasn't working as Daniel continued to cry. Just before he was going to hand back Daniel to his parents Finn decided to try one last thing. "This famous Irish song was a song my mother used to sing to me, which she learnt from her mother and since we share a similar Irish background with our names, little Danny, I thought I'd sing you these song…"
Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen and down the mountain side
The summer's gone and all the flowers dyin'
It's you, it's you must go and I must bide
Everyone turned and watched Finn sing to the crying Daniel. Miraculously as Finn got further into the song, Daniel's cries turned into small whimpers, which eventually silenced. Everyone was amazed as now a seemingly content Daniel Schuester just lay there in Finn's arms listening to his Godfather sing.
But come here back when summer's in the meadow
Or when the valley's hushed are white with snow
Yes, I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so
The miracles didn't stop at Finn managing to stop Daniel from crying. But extending to the fact that now under the lullaby of Finn's singing Daniel's little eyes was drooping as he was falling back asleep.
But come here back when summer's in the meadow
Or when the valley's hushed are white with snow
Yes, I'll be there in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so
As he silently finished singing Finn handed a content and sleeping Daniel back to a grinning Emma. Finn looked up and noticed everyone's eyes on him with everyone either had a hand on their heart saying, "aww!" or were crying.
"Damn you for making me cry, Hudson!" sneered Santana as she wiped the tears from her eyes, making everyone laugh.
Now that Daniel was successfully back asleep the group decided to leave and give the little family some time alone. After promising to visit again soon and to say goodbye before they head back to New York the group of former Glee Clubbers silently left the hospital room.
Meanwhile back in New York….
Brody checked his appearance one more time in the mirror of his room. He looked extremely good, dressed in an upmarket suit, hair styled and smelling of expansive cologne. Brody let out a smug smile because he looked good and he knew it, he grumbled at his phone beeping on the dresser as it disrupted him from checking himself out.
He read the message that said, 108-15 Roosevelt Boulevard New York, NY.
Smiling to himself he picked up his jacket and keys and headed out of the apartment and hopped into the first taxi that pulled up. He always loved the confidence a good suit could give a man, especially a man in his situation…a man on the prowl. They call women who go after younger guy's, 'Cougars'; so why isn't there some trendy name for guy's like him who entertain older ladies? Oh yeah! I guess there is…I'm a Gigolo…my bad, Brody chuckled to himself. The taxi pulled up at his destination and Brody got out and headed into the trendy New York City hotel to meet his date for the night.
Brody stood there in the crowded bar of the hotel, rivalling Richard Gere in American Gigolo in the looks department, as he scanned the crowd. Seeing as the bar was absolutely packed with people wanting to unwind with a few drinks after a long week of hard work. It took him awhile to find the particular woman he was looking for as well as sadly racking up a few missed opportunities with some rather inebriated college girls.
He finally found the woman he was looking for. She had her long blonde hair down in waves that led to the revealing red dress she had on. Won't be on her for long, Brody smirked to himself. Not that he was immensely attracted to this woman or anything but he had a job to do; and this woman knew the score otherwise why employ the services of a male escort. Brody checked himself out one last time in a mirror near the bar and once again smirked at how good he looked. This was going to be like shooting fish in a barrel, Brody thought; that's why I like older women, because they're so easy to please. Show them a bit of love that their husbands or boyfriends are to busy to show them and their like putty in your hands and keep coming back for more and more.
"Hey Sexy! Waiting for me?" Brody asked as he perched himself on the empty stool beside the mature blonde.
"Are you Christian?" asked the blonde nervously. "Sorry! I'm a little nervous. Can you tell this is my first time?" she nervously chuckled.
"Yes I am Christian and don't worry beautiful because I have been present at many a woman's first time and always after a meeting with Christian it's never there last!" an extremely smug Brody told the woman trying to be smooth but sounded rather creepy. "And what should I call you…other then gorgeous of course?"
"I'm Brooke…Brooke Polinski" the blonde said as Brody (or Christian) took her hand and kissed the back of it making Brooke let out an unflattering giggle.
"Well then beautiful Brooke, how do you want to play this? Do you want to have a drink and a chat first and work up to the part where I show you a religious experience? Hence why my name's Christian, because I treat my body like a temple and once you experience my temple you'll be a convert for life! So the choice is yours, baby! Work up slowly to the best night of your life or let's head up stairs now and get straight to the fun stuff." A slimy and smug Brody asked Brooke as he ran his hand up and down her thigh.
"I have always been a try anything once kind of girl and I do greatly enjoy fun…"
"Who doesn't enjoy fun?" Brody interrupted, smiling devilishly at Brooke, before finishing as he pushed a strand of her blonde hair back behind her ear. "Nobody that's who!"
"How can I argue with that logic? So lead the way kind sir!" answered Brooke as she finished her drink and grabbed her purse before taking Brody's hand as he led her away.
Brody led his date over to the reception desk and told her to wait a second, as he needed to handle something. Brooke watched as Brody waited for the man behind the reception desk to finish with a customer before he approached the desk.
"Ian, my man! How's thing's in the hotel business?"
"Brody! What are you doing here?" Ian asked Brody as they chatted at the reception desk.
"Easy bro! It's Christian, I'm working." Reprimanded Brody.
"Sorry. Who's the client, is she hot?" Ian asked while looking around trying to see who Brody's client for the evening was. "When did you get back in the game? Last I heard you were hitching your wagon to some cute little Broadway wannabe, hoping she could propel you to stardom or something."
"Yeah! Well turns out she wasn't as innocent and naïve as she looked and it didn't help that her six foot four former quarterback boyfriend kept on showing up. To bad too as she was kind of sneaky hot for a Broadway chick and she had a nice tight little body to; and if you must know I'm with the blonde waiting over there in that killer red dress." Brody told his friend while trying to subtly point in the direction of his client for the night.
"Dude! The theatre chick shot you down! Man, wait until the boys hear this!" Ian cracked up laughing at his friend's expense.
Yeah…yeah! Laugh it up! She was a hard one to crack; trying to get into her panties was like trying to get into Fort Knox. It was like she had some weird invisible chastity belt that would routinely cock-block me; yet if her ex-boyfriend would show up all of a sudden it was like she was a hormonal teen at a One Direction concert. I don't know what that guy was packing but it must be something significant if she was still all wet for him after he sent her to New York alone."
"And I thought lonely, homesick, girls far from home were your specialty, your slipping Brody my man. You used to be able to turn an Aww shucks! Into a fuck me harder baby! In give or take two drinks. What's this ones story anyway?" Ian said subtly nodding in the blonde's direction.
The typical she's a Zombie! Bored housewife who stays at home all day while her husband spends all his time at the office probably banging his secretary, so she finally decides she's had enough and wants to have some fun of her own. Enter me stage right, the man who has the love potion to cure her zombiism but like any good girl she needs to suck or fuck (I'm not picky) it out of me first. Hence why I'm the hero of the story because I helped bored old Brooke over there get her groove back and also provide her with some juicy stories for her to gossip over with her girlfriends." Explained Brody.
"Your just a regular knight in shining armour!" joked Ian.
"Anyway here's the money; that should cover us for the room." Brody told his friend while handing over an envelope packed with money.
Ian quickly counted the contents of the envelope subtly and out of sight before turning back to Brody. "What's this man?" grunted an annoyed Ian as he held up the envelope. "Where's the rest of it?"
"What are you talking about there's three hundred dollars in there." Brody answered back.
Ian just shook his head at his friend; "You have been out of the game for a while. It used to be three hundred…now it's five!"
"FIVE!" sneered Brody raising his voice. Once he realised he quickly looked around to see if he had piqued anyone's curiosity and when he realised he hadn't he continued. "Five hundred dollars! That's downright highway robbery! What the hell happened to mates rates?"
"Mates rates? These are mate's rates! Considering the cheapest room at this particular hotel rents out at nine hundred dollars a night, you're getting a pretty sweet discount." Ian explained the change in bribery prices to Brody.
"Still…"
"Hey! You're more than welcome to try The Lazy Eye Inn a few blocks over. That's if you and your lady friend don't mind partying with a truckload of bedbugs and developing a Staph Infection. Also don't go outside after ten at night, especially if you hear gunshots."
"Fine! Here's the rest! Can I have a room key now?" sulked Brody as he handed over the remaining cash.
"Sure thing bro! Here you go room 1801…have fun!" Ian said as he handed the room key over.
"Whatever!" Brody mumbled to himself as he walked back over to Brooke he was still patiently waiting a few metres away.
"Everything okay? You were gone for a long time," a concerned Brooke asked.
"Everything's fine, we're all set" Brody said holding up the key card. "They just had some trouble finding a room for us is all, but it's all sorted. So how about we go upstairs and finally get to that fun stuff!"
Brody led a coy and giggling Brooke over to the elevators and pressed the button for their floor after they entered. They both stood there not sure what to say to each other as they listened to the mundane elevator music. After not to long of a wait the elevator dinged that it was at the appropriate floor. Brody led his client for the night Brooke out of the elevator and down the hall in search of the appropriate room.
Brody turned to Brooke and smirked as he said, "Ready for that fun?" as they reached their designated room. He opened the door to the room and went inside.
"Wow! This room's amazing!" Brooke said in wonder as she walked around the room checking it out.
"A beautiful woman like you deserves the best," Brody smoothly said as he wrapped Brooke in his arms and kissed her. "Now! We may as well get the business out of the way now, so there's nothing standing in the way, of you and me getting it on!"
"Right!" Brooke nervously opened her handbag and pulled out her own envelope full of money and handed it to Brody. "It's all there. I just have one request though" Brooke ran a finger down Brody's sculptured chest.
"What is it baby? That's what I'm here for and I aim to please in more ways than one."
"Umm! I've always wanted to have sex using these…" explained Brooke while holding up a pair of silver handcuffs.
"Oooh, kinky! I knew there was a reason why I liked you! So you want me to handcuff you to the bed while we have sex. Okay we can do that." A very eager Brody replied back.
"Well we could…but I was kind of hoping that you could be the one handcuffed to the bed, while I ride your hard cock." Brooke said seductively.
"I guess? But you know bondage of any kind is extra…right?"
"That's fine he you go!" Brooke eagerly slapped down some extra money onto the dresser. "Now you my pretty little boy go get undressed out of these…" Brooke said while tugging at Brody's clothes. "And then put these on…" she continued as she handed Brody the handcuffs. "Make sure they're tight. Because I don't want you going anywhere before I get to finish!" Brooke told him as she kissed his cheek. "Now I'm going to go into the bathroom and change into something a little more comfortable and I expect you to be ready by the time I get out…okay!"
Brody watched Brooke grab her stuff and head into the adjoining bathroom to get ready. Holy hell! Who knew this blonde chick was going to be the domineering type that liked to tie people up. No wonder she wasn't being satisfied at home. Her husband probably had some high paying job and was used to bossing people around and carried it over to his home life and into his relationship with his wife. This little minx had probably been dying being submissive to her douchebag of a husband and needs to unload all that unused dominatrix tendencies on me. Well that's what I get paid for and also a little pain never hurt anyone.
Brody quickly stripped his clothes off and lay down on the bed. The next part was a little difficult as he put his hands through the slot in the bed head before handcuffing them together. He seriously hoped this woman had the key to unlock these things.
"Are you ready?" Brooke called from behind the closed bathroom door.
"Hell yes! I'm ready and waiting, baby!" Brody yelled back.
"Do you have the handcuffs on?"
Geez! What was with all the freaking questions, "Yes, I have the handcuffs on" even though this was getting weird it still wasn't the weirdest thing Brody had ever done with a client. After one particular embarrassing rendezvous with a client, let's just say that he couldn't look at any newborn babies in strollers for like three moths after; not to mention how awkward it was to try and explain to the pharmacist why he needed cream that would clear up adult diaper rash.
The bathroom door opened and out walked Brooke dressed in something more comfortable, but Brody was expecting something comfortable to be something completely different.
Brooke stood there beside the bed dressed in a black t-shirt tucked into a pair of jeans topped off with a pair of heavy-duty work boots. "I'm glad to see you followed my instructions, Christian."
"Umm! What's going on? Why are you dressed like John Conner's mother from Terminator 2?" a completely confused and naked Brody asked.
"That's because this is where our night unfortunately ends, Christian or should I say Brody. Which is unfortunate as if the circumstances were different I would've rocked your fucking world!" Brooke replied staring lustfully at Brody's naked body.
"How the hell do you know my name?" Brody shouted while struggling with the handcuffs.
Brooke leaned down right into Brody face and said, "I know everything about you Brody Weston. I know it all, everything from being a failed NYADA student all the way to your history of erectile dysfunctions" Brooke said as she stared at Brody's penis while shaking her head. She stood back up again and said, "He's all yours boys!"
Just then the hotel room door burst open and the room flooded with guys flashing badges and their guns drawn, shouting "POLICE!" The police searched the room bagging any evidence they could find as a couple of them untied Brody from the bed and put some old regulation clothes on him. Brody saw an officer taking a tape from Brooke that had been recording their entire conversation and putting it into an evidence bag.
"You're a fucking cop!" sneered Brody.
"Yes I am…Detective Janine Garcia, Vice squad at your service. Oh! And before I forget, you have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you. Do you understand the rights I have just read to you?"
Detective Garcia watched as Brody sullenly nodded his head, "Okay! Take him away boys!"
The police led a handcuffed Brody through the crowded lobby of the hotel. Brody could feel everyone's eyes on him as he was led through the lobby; he had always wanted to be the centre of attention ever since he was a kid; but now he was wishing he were invisible. Once outside the hotel the police bundled Brody into the back of a police car and as he looked out the window he saw another police car next to his. This other police car had someone in the back as well; in the back sat Brody's friend Ian arrested just like Brody with tears streaming down his face, screaming about how his mother was going to react to him being arrested.
Brody looked out the other window so he wouldn't have to see his friend crying. He saw Detective Garcia staring back at him from the street outside as the police car pulled away into the night. As he sat in the back of the police car Brody had time to contemplate. Congratulations Brody you went from having a shitty life and graduated to having a fucked up one. He watched the bright lights of New York City whiz by and wondered how he went from being a young innocent kid chasing his dreams in the big city of opportunity to being arrested for prostitution. He slumped back on the uncomfortable vinyl seats and thought, I guess that's why they say it's a dog eat dog world out there!
Hope everyone enjoyed the latest chapter and I hope your all ready for some drama thanks to Brody. The songs used in this chapter were 'Half a Heart' by One Direction, 'Never Tear Us Apart' by INXS, 'Danny Boy' Jim Reeves version. Like always see you next time. Have a good one and don't do anything I wouldn't do.