Hi everyone! First up I apologise for the lateness of this chapter. But unfortunately a myriad of different events all converged together last week to create the perfect opportunity to delay the progress of this chapter. Now just because I needed something else to go wrong (NOT!) the monitor on my iMac died and I had to finish the chapter using my surface. Which wasn't so bad at first, until because it's windows and doesn't play well with Apple changed all the formatting in my document. Anyway enough about my troubles I hope you enjoy this chapter it was getting extremely huge so I chopped it in half and left the end for the next chapter. All the legal stuff belongs to Ryan Murphy & FOX except my characters. So please read, review, rewind, then read and review again…enjoy!
Finn leaned back in his chair as he and the studio engineer listened to the latest song playback. It was good, but there was just something missing, that little something to take it from good too great. It was frustrating as this was the last song they needed to get done before they could not only finish for the day, but finish the album as well. The studio door opened and in walked the artists he had been working with for the past couple of weeks, Andy Grammer.
"How does it sound Finn? Have we got a winner?" Andy asked as he came in and sat down on one of the couches in the studio while grabbing a bottle of water from the bar fridge.
"We're almost there. It's a good track but I still think there's just something missing to take it to the next level." Finn responded while grabbing a bottle of water himself.
"So what…I sing it faster, slower, angrier?" Andy asked as he took another sip from his water bottle. Maybe I should just sing it Spanish…you know appeal to the Latino community." Andy concluded.
"I don't think we'll have to worry about a Spanish version of the song yet. Maybe we can do one after the album goes gold or platinum." Joked Finn.
"From you lips to gods ears, buddy!" Andy quipped back.
"You know let's listen to the track one more time. Jerry play it back." Stated Finn as he got the studio engineer Jerry to play the track again.
The trio sat back and listen to the track from start to finish to see if they could ascertain what exactly the track needed. It had a great beat, the singing was on key, production was great and the song was well written. So what could they include that would possible enhance this track from a good track to a great track? That's when it hit Finn, this song was about loving the person your already with and not falling into temptation, which is something Finn could really relate too. If you know you're in love with someone and no one else can compare, shouldn't you be extremely happy about that. So why are we singing the song like a traditional love song full of wanting and unfulfilled promises; when we should be singing it jovially and upbeat.
All he had to do now was testy his theory. Finn told Andy and Jerry his thoughts on the tempo and beat of the song as well as the new way to interpret it's meaning. Luckily both of the guys thought Finn's idea was brilliant and decided to test it out. So Andy went back through into the recording booth, while Finn and Jerry started the music.
The guys watched as Andy waited to the right moment in the music for him to start singing…
Nah nah honey, I'm good
I could have another but I probably should not
I've got somebody at home
It's been a long night here, and a long night there
And these long long legs are damn near everywhere
(hold up now)
You look good, I will not lie
But if you ask where I'm staying tonight
I gotta be like oh baby, no baby, you got me all wrong baby
My baby's already got all of my love
So nah nah Honey, I'm good
I could have another but I probably should not
I've got somebody at home, and if I stay I might not leave alone
No, honey, I'm good
I could have another but I probably should not
I've got to bid you adieu
To another I will stay true
(oo oo I will stay true)
(who who I will stay true)
Meanwhile outside the studio an excited Rachel was hopping out of a taxi. She really wanted to talk to Finn about the interesting offer that had been presented for her and Shelby to use their story for a new musical. Since she didn't have Funny Girl anymore, this could be her big chance to get back on Broadway. First things first she wanted to talk the opportunity over with Finn, hence why she was currently walking towards the inside of the studio.
Now better men, than me have failed
Drinking from that unholy grail
(Now check it out)
I've got her, and she got me
And you've got that butt, but I kindly gotta be like
Oh baby, no baby, you got me all wrong baby
My baby's already got all of my love
So nah nah Honey, I'm good
I could have another but I probably should not
I've got somebody at home, and if I stay I might not leave alone
No, honey, I'm good
I could have another but I probably should not
I've got to bid you adieu
To another I will stay true
(oo oo I will stay true)
(who who I will stay true)
Oh, I'm sure ya, sure ya will make somebody's night
But oh, I assure ya assure ya, it sure as hell's not mine
Rachel made it up to the floor of Finn's office and asked Claire, Finn's receptionist where she could find him. After having to listen to Claire waffle on about how important she is to Finn and how Finn wouldn't possibly be able to survive without her. Rachel finally managed to acquire the correct studio room number Finn was currently in. With a friendly wave from Rachel and an insincere and jealous wave back from Claire, Rachel made her way down towards the studio Finn was working in.
Oh No, honey, I'm good
I could have another but I probably should not
I've got somebody at home
And if I stay I might not leave alone
No honey I'm good
I could have another but I probably should not
I've got to bid you adieu
To another I will stay true
No, no, honey, I'm good
I could have another but I probably should not
I've got somebody at home
And if I stay I might not leave alone
No honey I'm good
I could have another but I probably should not
I've got to bid you adieu
To another I will stay true
True ooo, ooo
(I will stay true) [x4]
Sing it now Oh whoa oh
The music faded out as Jerry looked up at Finn and smiled, they both knew that the new inclusions in the song had worked. Playing it more upbeat and fun had turned their good song into great song. Finn heard a soft knock on the studio door and went to answer it. Finn was greeted with a very welcome surprise as he opened the door and discovered his beautiful girlfriend Rachel on the other side.
"Rach, you never told me you were coming to see me today." Stated Finn as he guided Rachel into the room and onto one of the plush leather couches.
"What can I say? I missed my Finny, so I decided to come and see what you were up to." Beamed a radiant Rachel as she looked around the inside of the studio, oblivious to the chuckles from Finn's studio engineer jerry at the use of Rachel's pet name for Finn. Which he tried to hide in a lame attempt of drinking water from his water bottle when he noticed the heated glare from Finn directed in his direction.
Just then the door to the recording booth opened up and in walked Andy Grammer, fresh from laying down the latest version of his newest track. He was so excited about hearing how the latest version sounded he didn't even notice there was another person in the room.
"So gents, was that latest version a winner or was it a winner? Because to me it sounded like gold Finn; you're a freaking genius, first you write me this killer song and now you produce it through the roof, man!" exclaimed an energetic and enthusiastic Andy.
"Your right buddy! I really think we got it this time, those new inclusions really pushed it over the edge." Replied Finn who the realised he hadn't introduced Rachel who was just sitting on the couch watching with interest the proceedings unfolding before her. "Andy, this is Rachel Berry my girlfriend" Finn said motioning towards where Rachel was sitting. "Rach, this is Andy…"
"ANDY GRAMMER! I mean Andy Grammer, yes I know who you are." Interrupted an excited Rachel, while jumping up from the couch and shaking Andy's hand.
"Wow! I see my reputation precedes me!" quipped Andy.
"My friend Quinn is going to be so jealous that I got to meet you, she is a huge, huge fan of yours!" squealed an excited Rachel. "Do you want to see a picture of her?" asked Rachel.
"Sure! Why not?" replied Andy nonchalantly, as Rachel quickly whipped out her phone and scrolled through until she found a picture of Quinn and showed Andy. "Wow! She's almost as beautiful as you." Andy flirted to which Rachel just blushed.
"OI GRAMMER! Stop sweet talking my woman!" boomed a slightly jealous Finn.
"Hey no harm, no foul Finn!" replied Andy holding his hands up surrendering. "Anyway I'm going to take lunch, if that's alright with you Mr boss man!"
"Yeah, that's cool! Why don't you and Jerry take an hour and then when we get back into it, you can listen to the playback of the latest track." replied Finn.
Rachel and Finn waved goodbye to Andy and Jerry as they grabbed their stuff and headed off to get something to eat. Finn grabbed another two water bottles out of the small fridge and handed one to Rachel.
Finn gave her a small smirk as he handed her the water bottle, "So are you going to tell me why your really here?" Finn questioned. "Not that I mind seeing your beautiful face during my work day." Concluded Finn.
"Am I that obvious?" Rachel asked in reply.
"No! I just can read you like a book. Now what's worrying my little Hummingbird?" stated Finn.
"It's not worrying me…exactly. But you know how Shelby and I went to that meeting with the Broadway writer/producer couple?" when Rachel saw Finn nod that he remembered the meeting she continued. "Well they want to use mine and Shelby's story as inspiration for their new production."
"So, basically they want your permission to use the story of your relationship with Shelby as inspiration or the basis for their new show?" replied Finn.
"Exactly." Rachel said simply. "I told them I needed to talk to you about it first. Shelby really wants to do it…but I just don't know."
Finn moved over and sat next to Rachel on the couch and grabbed her hands and looked into her eyes. "I think the first question you have to ask yourself is are you okay replaying all that drama for the sake of a story?"
"I think so. I mean these past few weeks since Shelby has come back into my life, we have talked about what happened and a lot of progress has been made. But maybe it might be a backwards step rehashing all the painful memories." Replied a slightly emotional Rachel.
"Or another way you could look at it is that you and Shelby could use this opportunity to relive these memories and moments so that you can both properly heal from them. Because seeing them played out might be beneficial in that Shelby may see how much she truly hurt you; and you may just be able to see things from Shelby's perspective irrelevant of whether she was right or wrong."
"Are you saying I should do it?" Rachel asked as she looked at Finn.
"I'm saying it could be a unique opportunity for you to be able to finally reconcile with your mother." Answered Finn.
"When did you get so smart?" asked Rachel as she leaned over and pressed a soft kiss against Finn's lips.
"I had an extremely hot brunette diva who was always encouraging me…so I guess you can say I learnt from the best." Flirted Finn.
"Flattery will get you everywhere, Hudson!" Rachel flirted back.
"Really! Well we do have an hour before anyone's due back." Finn replied wiggling his eyebrows.
"Finn Hudson, I am not going to fool around with you while you're at work!" replied Rachel incredulously.
"Hey! Can't blame a guy for trying!" joked Finn. "But seriously Rachel, I would give anything to be able to talk to my dad one last time. Even more so now that I know he wasn't exactly a war hero but died of an overdose. It just makes me think about what he would think of me and what I'm doing and whether or not he's proud of me." Added Finn seriously.
Now it was Rachel's turn to grab Finn's hands, "Finn, I think your father would love you no matter what you're doing; and of course he would be proud of you. Do you know why I know that?" when Rachel saw Finn shake his head no, she continued. "Because there's half of him and your mother in you, and I know that you would love and be proud of me no matter what. So if your anything like your dad, then there's no doubt he would love you and be immensely proud of you and everything you do."
"Thanks Rach!" Finn emotionally replied before continuing, "Can I ask you a question, do you believe in life after death and out of body experiences?"
"Wow! I don't know. I guess I've never really thought about it before. There's so many unexplained things in this world, that I guess anything is possible. Why do you ask?" queried Rachel.
"I never told you this, or anyone really. But when I was having surgery for my brain tumour…I saw my father." Finn simply said.
"Finn, what do you mean you saw your father?" a really confused Rachel asked her boyfriend.
"Well, I can't say if it was real or not but I somehow found myself on a beautiful beach wearing all white with no shoes. After I had walked along the beach for a while I saw what looked like a man sitting on a park bench in the middle of the beach. It was really strange, but also really therapeutic and wonderful because we just sat there and talked and somehow I just knew the man I was speaking to was my father," explained Finn who couldn't help the small grin spreading across his face.
"What did your father say?" Rachel asked in puzzled wonder even though she wasn't sure she truly comprehended everything Finn was saying.
"We talked about Mum, Burt, me and we even talked about you." Stated Finn.
"Really, what did he say?"
"He called you a little dynamo and said that you were a keeper!" Finn told Rachel as he leaned across and started kissing her.
Rachel pulled away from Finn momentarily and said, "Your father sounds like a smart man Finn, you should listen to him." She smirked before going back to kissing Finn.
"Oh, don't worry baby, I plan too!" quipped Finn as enjoyed making out with his beautiful girlfriend. "Rach, do you think I really talked to my dad or was it a figment of my imagination to cope with surgery?" pondered Finn.
"I don't know Finn. I think as long as it was real for you then it was real. What I mean is I don't think it really matters if you were really speaking to your dad or not. What matters is if you felt like you got some semblance of closure because that connection you felt with your dad is the realest thing in the world. Even though he's past he always lives on in your and Carole's hearts and minds; and he will continue to live on as long as you continue to remember him and celebrate what he brought to your life. Rachel answered as honestly as she could.
"Thanks baby…now where were we?" Finn seductively asked as he went back to making out with Rachel on the couch in the studio.
The making out was starting to get hotter and more intimate as the minutes passed. It wasn't long before Finn had Rachel pressed against the couch as his wandering hands found themselves underneath Rachel's shirt quickly traveling towards her perky breasts. Just as Finn's hands had finally reached Rachel's boobs, which resulted in a loud, sexy moan from Rachel, they were interrupted by the sound of Rachel's phone ringing.
"Finn, baby…I have to answer my phone." A very reluctant Rachel replied while trying to manoeuvre herself from under Finn.
"No, no…more sexy times!" grumbled Finn while Rachel managed to extract herself from under Finn and answered her phone. Finn watched Rachel talk on the phone and was trying to ascertain whether it was a good call or bad phone call based on the side of the conversation he could hear and Rachel's facial expressions. Which at the moment were giving him nothing apart from someone wanted to meet with her.
"Oh My God!" exclaimed Rachel as she ended her phone call.
"What? What happened?" worried Finn when he saw Rachel's face after getting off the phone.
"That was Sidney Greene's secretary, Helen. Apparently they want me to come in for a meeting tomorrow." Reiterated a shocked Rachel who also missed the knowing smirk on Finn's face.
"I wonder what they could want?" Finn asked while trying to sound oblivious to the answer he obviously already knew.
"I really don't know. But right now I don't care, I've wasted too much time worrying about Funny Girl. I'll worry about them tomorrow, but right now I believe we were in the middle of Finchel sexy time!" stated Rachel as she once again straddled Finn on the studio couch.
"What happened to no fooling around while at work?" quipped Finn.
Rachel stopped what she was doing and just gave Finn a look, "We have at best half an hour left and your seriously complaining right now!"
Finn just looked up at Rachel with worried eyes, fearing that he had blown the chance to have sex with his beautiful girlfriend during his lunch break. "No?" Finn said, but came out sounding more like a question.
Rachel just gave Finn a knowing smirk and said, "That's what I thought. Now lock the door Finn and then get your cute arse back over here, because I don't plan on wasting any of our remaining time."
"Yes Ma'am!" Finn shouted as leapt from the couch like a man possessed and sprinted over to the door and locked it. He also dimmed the studio lights before somehow shedding his clothes without hurting himself as he sprinted back to a laughing Rachel on the couch. Finn dived back onto the couch as he and Rachel quickly got back into the activity of Finchel sexy time.
The next day…
Rachel sat in the empty boardroom twiddling her fingers as she glanced around at the various Broadway posters hanging in the room. She kept glancing at the time on her phone even though she knew she was incredibly early for her meeting with the Funny Girl bosses. It was probably her type A personality kicking in, but no matter what she liked to be early to anything and everything. Rachel chuckled to herself as she wondered how she and Finn had lasted so long, because he was the complete opposite. Often still being in bed or only leaving seconds to spare before arriving at places he needed to go. In Finn's defence he had gotten a lot better since high school, which is a relief since he is in charge of a multimillion dollar record label, as well as still performing.
Speaking of performing again brought Rachel's mind back to why she was currently sitting alone in the boardroom of the Funny Girl offices. She can't be getting fired because as the saying goes, been there, done that and got the t-shirt. So really the possibilities were endless, which made Rachel think even harder about the reason for the meeting. The anticipation and speculation were a definite down side to having to be early for everything because it gives you too much time to think and get yourself worried.
Trying to distract herself from thinking of the worst possible scenario, Rachel took a stroll around the room looking at the Broadway posters. The room had posters from every Broadway play or musical Sidney Greene had produced. Rachel had just made it back to her seat when the boardroom door opened and in walked the last person she expected to see. For there stood the arrogant, narcissistic (coming from Rachel that was a really bad insult), backstabbing and spiteful bitch, Tamara Clayton whole stole Rachel's role from under her nose. The two ladies just stared at each other, both probably silently thinking of various horrific acts of violence to do to the other.
"What the hell are you doing here?" snarled Rachel at which Tamara revealed a satisfied smirk spread across her face because she realised she could still get under Rachel Berry's skin.
"Even though you're an old has been at the age of twenty-one, I didn't think dementia occurred until you were much older. So I'll help you out and I'll talk extra slow just for you. I…work…here…remember!" mocked Tamara.
"Please, if I'm old that makes you positively ancient since your three years older than me!" Rachel quipped back. "Of course I remember you work here and believe me when I say I'll never forget how you came to work here! But you know very well that's not what I meant! What I meant was what are you doing in this boardroom, because I have a meeting with Sidney and Rupert scheduled in a few minutes?"
"Well it looks like were in the same boat then Berry, because I have a meeting with Sidney and Rupert scheduled in this room in a few minutes as well." Replied a cocky Tamara as she sat down at the complete opposite end of the table in the boardroom from Rachel.
An extremely uncomfortable silence fell across the boardroom as the two feuding woman sat there in silence trying not to let the other one notice the dirty looks being thrown in both directions. After only a couple of tense minutes that probably seemed like an eternity to Tamara and Rachel, the boardroom door opened again and in walked Sidney and Rupert.
Rachel as usual was the first to break the silence and barrage the two unsuspecting man with questions. "Ah! Rupert and Sidney just the two men I've been waiting for. Can you please explain why I'm here, since you fired me and replaced me with this mediocre, poor excuse for a Broadway actress? And while you're at it, can you also explain why I'm sitting in the same room as the devil?" Rachel asked all in one breath while pointing an accusing finger in Tamara's direction.
Then of course it was Tamara's turn to interject with her two cents, "Sidney, Rupert my questions the same. Except why have you subjected me to being in the same room as the woman who brought such shame and ridicule to our great production; simply because she couldn't stay off her back and keep her legs together?" Tamara snidely asked.
"EXCUSE ME! MY PERSONAL LIFE IS NOT THE ISSUE HERE AND FRANKLY IS NONE OF YOUR DAMN BUSINESS!" yelled Rachel while getting ready to go over and show Tamara how well she can punch, especially since Noah and Finn had been teaching her the correct technique.
"Oh Please! You didn't get fired because of the rainbows and unicorns flying out of your butt; you got fired because you screwed the first guy who looked your way in a stupid attempt to get over your backwoods, hick of a boyfriend! Don't be ashamed Rachel; a lot of girls sleep around nowadays. The only difference is I'm pretty sure they don't indulge in escorts or gigolo's!" Tamara fired back.
Before Rachel could fire back her own reply, Sidney stepped in, "Ladies, ladies…please! Can we refrain from the vulgar personal attacks and keep this meeting hopefully somewhat professional?" asked Sidney looking backwards and forwards between the two girls. "Why don't we apologise to each other…what do you think ladies?"
"Sorry" mumbled a completely insincere Rachel.
"Sorry, I called your boyfriend a hick. Actually he's incredibly hot and rich, maybe I might look him up once he dumps your untalented arse!" Tamara spitefully replied.
"TAMARA! If you can't keep it professional your going to have to leave!" boomed Sidney.
"Sorry" Tamara finally managed to mumble out.
"Okay, now that the ground rules are settled we just have to wait on our other guests before we can get started." Added Rupert.
"There are other people coming?" queried Rachel.
Rachel could barely get her question out when Sidney's secretary Helen buzzed through that another one of the unnamed guests had arrived. Sidney quietly left the room to meet the newly arrived guest and show him into the boardroom. The three remaining people in the boardroom turned and looked up as the door opened and Sidney showed the new arrival into the room.
"You got to be kidding me!" Rachel cried as she couldn't believe who she just saw walk through the door. The person who walked in behind Sidney was none other than Brody Weston, Rachel's one time biggest mistake or aka ex-boyfriend.
"It feels like I'm stuck in some bad man walks into a bar joke, but instead of a priest, rabbi and a minister I have the two people who ruined my life and the guy who fired me. There's probably a punch line in there somewhere, but even though it's quickly dwindling, I still have some self-respect left therefore I'm passing on the punch line." Stated a shocked Rachel as she had her head buried in her hands.
"Hi Rachel." Brody simply greeted as he sat down in one of the empty chairs.
Rachel with her face still buried inside her hands simply raised one and waved it around in acknowledgement of Brody's greeting. "What's next? Knowing my luck it'll probably be my gynaecologist." A completely embarrassed Rachel added.
Just before Rachel had finished speaking the boardroom door once again opened and in walked New York City mayoral candidate and director and CEO of Marigold Financial Group, Hillary Pontiff and her assistant. "I've had many jobs throughout my life dear, some more reputable than others. But I can assure you I am not nor have I ever been your gynaecologist." Snapped Hillary as she marched into the room and took a seat without once looking up from her phone. "I don't think I need to remind you Sidney that time is money, so can we get this show on the road; I'm due to shake some hands and kiss some babies at a political rally in an hour or so."
"The meeting will start all in good time, Mrs Pontiff, were just waiting on the last of our guests for today." Answered a nonplussed Sidney.
"Whatever! I'm giving you twenty minutes to start this waist of time before I walk out the door." Stated Hillary who still hadn't looked up from her phone. "PAM! Start a twenty minute timer on your phone; I don't want to be sitting here with these losers longer than I have to!" Hillary ordered.
"Yes Ma'am…right away!" Hillary's assistant replied while pumping buttons on her phone setting up a timer. "By the way ma'am, my names Ann not Pam."
For the first time since entering the boardroom, Hillary Pontiff placed her phone on the table and turned towards her assistant. "First of all dear I couldn't care less what your name is. I employ you to jump when I say jump and to get me coffee when I want coffee and all the other crap stuff no one else wants to do." Hillary stated while patting her assistant's hand in a patronising manner. "So be thankful you've got a job, unless you want me to send you back to where I found you. Overseeing articles written about student council elections at some lame New Jersey elementary school. Understand?"
"Yes Ma'am" Hillary's assistant Ann meekly answered back.
"Your lucky I owed your father a favour!" snipped Hillary as she went straight back to her phone.
"To bad the favour wasn't burn that ugly as hell dress your wearing! Seriously is your stylist blind or does she just hate your guts?" quipped Santana as she and Puck breezed into the boardroom and sat down next to Rachel.
"Excuse me young lady I'll have you know that this dress is a DKNY original!" an annoyed Hillary snipped back with a loud humph and a snicker from her assistant that was quickly silenced by a scornful look from Hillary.
"Really…wow!" Santana replied sarcastically. "I guess money really doesn't buy you a fashion sense, because no matter what you call that thing you're wearing, it's still the ugliest thing I've ever seen! Hold up wait a minute, where's my phone I need to take a picture of this atrocity or else Hummel will never believe it!" Santana said while laughing to herself while rummaging through her handbag looking for her phone. When she finally located her phone she stood up and walked over to Hillary and held out her phone and took a picture of Hillary and her ugly dress and then sent the picture to Kurt.
"How dare you! Do you have any idea who I am!" boomed an extremely angry Hillary.
By now Santana was back around and sitting in her seat, "I don't know should I? I just see some old duck who doesn't realise her choice of footwear does absolutely nothing to hide her cankles." Quipped Santana as she leaned back in her chair and put her feet up on the table in front of her before turning to her shocked friend beside her. "What's up man-hands, everything copacetic?"
Rachel leaned over to her two friends and harshly whispered, "What are you two doing here?"
"Don't worry my hot little Jewish American Princess, my main man Finny-D will explain everything." Puck whispered back.
"Finn's, coming as well! What is this all about?" A now even more so extremely confused Rachel replied.
"Exactly what Pucker-doofus said midget. Your knight in plaid armour will be here soon and will explain everything." Santana answered back just as the boardroom door opened one more time and in walked Finn Hudson.
"Ah, Mr Hudson so glad you're here now we can finally get these proceedings underway." Stated Sidney as Finn came and sat down in the empty seat beside Rachel. "I now transfer control of the meeting over to our guest of honour today, Finn Hudson."
Everyone turned to look at Finn who was dressed in an expensive looking tailored suit. He surveyed the room for a moment taking time to really evaluate each and every person in the room. Which was a business tactic taught to him by Ellie who told him it was his last chance to figure everyone out; kind of like the poker stare just before you bet in the game of poker.
"Thankyou all for coming today to this meeting I requested. The purpose of the meeting is to see if we can't come together, and find a way to save a production we are all invested in…" started Finn.
"What are you talking about, Funny Girl is even more successful with me in the lead than it was with Rachel?" questioned Tamara.
"Really?" Finn questioned back, before he pulled out a piece of paper from a folder in front of him. "Then why does this poll from ask readers to vote on who would make a better Fanny Brice, you Tamara or Pee Wee Herman." Finn replied back, looking around the table noticing the majority of people trying not to laugh. "Can anyone guess who was the winner?" when no one answered Finn spoke up once again, "Let's just say Tamara you lost in a landslide."
"At least the guy playing Pee Wee Herman is Jewish" Rachel muttered under her breath.
"What is the point of all this, Mr Hudson? I'm an incredibly busy woman." A bored looking Hillary asked.
"The point Mrs Pontiff is that since I'm a reasonably gentleman, I'm going to offer you and Ms Clayton the generous offer of severing all ties with the production of Funny Girl before there's a formal investigation and charges are laid." Finn said extremely simply while looking straight into the eyes of the conniving Hillary.
Hillary Pontiff just let out a loud booming laugh that just kept going and going while everyone just sat and stared. "You really think you've got something you can hold over my head, Mr Hudson. What could you possibly have that could bring me down?"
"I read somewhere once that the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. In saying that I believe you Mrs Pontiff need to give your daughter Tamara some advice on keeping secrets." Finn said with a smug grin, while the room erupted into random people calling things out.
"That girl is not my daughter!" exclaimed an irate Hillary
"WHAT THE HELL! THERE RELATED?" screamed a still confused Rachel.
"Please she's not my mother! My mother is Erica Clayton." Stated Tamara.
"Hell yes! This is better than the Maury Povich show!" exclaimed an excited Santana.
"QUIET!" Finn bellowed getting everyone to quiet down and concentrate on him once again. "You should have told your daughter to never give a secret to anyone because if you can't keep it to yourself, don't expect others to. I say this because after having an extremely interesting conversation with Mr Brody Weston, he relayed to me some juicy titbits of pillow talk between himself and one Tamara Clayton. Where she let slip during one of their liaisons the true identity of her mother." Finn informed the group.
"YOU CHEATED ON ME WITH HER! MY FUCKING RIVAL!" screamed an incredulous Rachel Berry.
"Hey! We had an open relationship remember; and besides you were off chasing after Finn the entire time!" Brody snapped back.
"Umm! Guys maybe now isn't the best time to be arguing about your tainted relationship." Puck tried to cut in to stop Brody and Rachel from arguing.
"What the hell are you doing Puckerman? It was just starting to get good." Santana then leaned over to Rachel, "Don't listen to him Berry, that philandering jackass needs a kick in the balls!"
"Okay enough from the peanut gallery! Why don't we hear the evidence exclusively from the horses mouth…Brody go ahead and tell us what you know."
Brody simply nodded his head and took a long drink of his water to compose himself as he started recalling his affair with Tamara Clayton…
A couple of months ago…
…It was the night of the HUD-KNIGHT Record label launch party and I had just been thrown out of the party…
"Want me to throw this trash out?"
"It's up to you Rach! He's your boyfriend?"
Rachel hated hearing Finn refer to Brody as her boyfriend even though it was the case. "Can you please escort him out! Brody I'll talk to you tomorrow when you're sober"
The duo watched as Jamal picked up Brody as if he weighed nothing and dragged him out the back where he opened the back door and shoved him onto the street. Before slamming the door in his face and giving Finn a fist bump and Rachel a small nod in acknowledgement as he walked past.
Brody lay slumped on the street for a while before getting up and dusting himself off. Still slightly inebriated he started staggering down the street in search of a taxi. Fucking Hudson, now that he's some sort of big shot he thinks he's better than everybody. Well Hudson can have her I'm fucking done! I never thought I would say this ever but Rachel Berry is way to high maintenance. Screw trying to figure out what's going through her small town mind, Brody angrily thought to himself.
Damn I really need to unwind, maybe find some nice piece of ass I can hump and dump. Now that I think of it, I think one of my boys said there was a party going on somewhere…but where? That's right it was the Lincoln Continental Hotel, just then Brody managed to flag down a taxi. As he wearily placed his sore body into the backseat of the cab, Brody told the driver. "Lincoln Continental and step on it!"
The taxi pulled up outside the hotel and Brody paid the driver before exiting the taxi and entering the hotel. The inside of the hotel was packed with people looking to party and have a good time. Loud dance music reverberated throughout the venue as Brody made his way through the crowd. After winding his way through the mass of people, Brody found himself at the bar. It wasn't long after he had ordered himself a drink that he heard, "A guy like you shouldn't be alone in a place like this."
Brody turned around and saw a beautiful blonde pixie faced woman in a figure hugging dress. "Well, why don't you sit down and then I won't be alone." Flirted Brody as he patted the empty stool beside him.
The woman sauntered over to the empty stool and sat down and while taking a flirty sip of her drink she said. "So lonely boy, what's your name?"
"Brody…Brody Weston." Brody answered grabbing a hold of the mystery woman's hand and kissing it making her giggle and turn a dark shade of red.
"Ah, I can already see your going to be trouble Mr. Weston."
"Do you like trouble?" flirted Brody.
"Let's just say I like being bad!"
"Well, bad girl you never told me your name," reminded Brody.
"Tamara Clayton…Broadway performer at your service"
Great!" Brody replied sarcastically but when he noticed the look on Tamara's face he quickly added. "It's not you, it's just the girl I'm trying to forget is also a Broadway actress."
"Really what production is she in, maybe I know her?" questioned Tamara.
"She recently got the lead role in Funny Girl." Answered Brody
"WHAT?" screamed Tamara, "Your Rachel Berry's boyfriend?" she added as she drunk a huge sip of her drink.
A confused Brody answered, "I was. But after tonight, probably not anymore hence why I'm here drowning my sorrows. While my supposed girlfriend is probably getting fucked by her country bumpkin of an ex-boyfriend."
After hearing Brody talk Tamara got an evil glint in her eye and decided to try and use the emotionally distressed Brody for her own nefarious purposes. She giggled to herself because it was a win-win situation. Because if everything went according to plan very soon she would be having hot sex with an incredibly hot guy and at the same time gaining revenge over that Broadway part stealer, Rachel Berry by fucking her boyfriend.
"How interesting! It seems you and I Mr Weston have been scorned by the same despicable woman, you romantically and me professionally. So what do you say we forget about stupid, little, big nosed Rachel Berry and you and I get to know each other better." Tamara said seductively as she ran a manicured fingernail down Brody's chest. "Then I can show you just how bad I can be!" she purred as she whispered into Brody's ear, to which Brody just dumbly nodded yes.
So for the rest of the night the clearly inebriated couple kept switching between doing shots at the bar and grinding against each other out on the dance floor. Many, many shots later Tamara was extremely drunk and stumbling around the place; Brody on the other hand, while drunk as a skunk seemed to be handling his intoxication better than his partner.
Not wanting the night to end just yet the drunk pairing decided to move onto playing some pool. When halfway through the game of pool, Brody wondered why Tamara hadn't taken a shot. He looked around and saw her staring at the TV screen. He came over behind her as they both looked at the TV that was playing a campaign ad for some lady who was running for Mayor of New York…
The ad started off showing Hillary and her husband and their son and daughter playing in a park with their golden retriever. Hillary then throws the Frisbee and the golden retriever leaps up into the air and catches the Frisbee. Then we see a close up of Hillary laughing and rustling the hair of her young son.
Then she starts speaking to the camera, "Hi I'm Hillary Mackenzie Barbra Pontiff and I am a loving wife and mother and I love New York. That's why I'm running for Mayor of New York City. Everyday New Yorkers need a champion and I want to be that champion. So you can do more than just get by, you can get ahead and stay ahead. Because when families are strong, New York and America is strong. So I'm hitting the road to earn your vote, because it's your time and I'll hope you'll join me on this journey."
The ad cuts to a montage of various smiling and laughing families of different colours and sexuality. Before then changing to a picture of Hillary standing in front of a waving American flag. With a statement and a logo that says Hillary Pontiff, New York City Mayoral Candidate 2015. Then the TV switched back to some baseball game.
"LIAR! SHE'S A FUCKING LIAR!" screamed Tamara as she started pulling at the hair on her head.
Brody quickly started trying to stop an emotional Tamara from pulling her hair out. "Whoa! Hold up their hot stuff! We don't want you going bald, now do we? What's wrong?"
"I hate that woman!"
"Who that lady running for mayor?" asked a confused Brody.
"She likes to portray this conservative family image because she knows it'll get her elected. But what people don't know is that she's the exact opposite from the conservative loving mother she shows to the public." States a still angry and very drunk Tamara.
"Really like what?" pressed an interested Brody.
"Like the fact that she got pregnant when she was twenty to a one night stand at a college party. Where she was doing drugs and drinking and she was so trashed she doesn't even remember who the fuck knocked her up!" sneered Tamara before continuing her rant. "And here's the kicker, her stupid fat husband and her dumb as nails two brats don't even know they have a sister…or at least a half sister!"
"You sound like you know a lot about this mystery family member?" queried Brody even further.
"OF COURSE I KNOW A LOT ABOUT THE MYSTERY DAUGHTER! IT'S BECAUSE…" Tamara stopped suddenly and looked around realising that she had been talking really loudly and for some strange loyalty to a mother that never showed her any she whispered the rest. "Because I'm her daughter. After I was born she gave me to her older sister who got bored of having me around so shipped me off to boarding school. Even though I'm their sister I'm known as Aunt Tamara."
"Wow! I'm so sorry!" replied a shocked Brody.
"Yeah, well we all can't be as perfect and have rainbows and unicorns shooting out of our arses like Rachel Berry! Speaking of which didn't you promise you were going to discipline this naughty girl" Tamara slurred.
Brody and Tamara ran over as best they could in their drunken state to the bank of elevators. So they could continue their night of drinking and debauchery in a more private location.
After that revelation from Brody about his affair with Tamara who drunkenly revealed she was the secret love child of a New York City Mayoral Candidate. Everyone was stunned and was sitting there flabbergasted not knowing what to say. Well not everyone was stunned, Tamara for her part felt foolish for getting drunk and spilling such sensitive information. But she wasn't sorry the information about her paternity was now out in the open. Because now she may be able to finally get the recognition she deserves as being a daughter of Hillary Pontiff.
"Why aren't you shocked?" a still bewildered Rachel managed to ask a nonchalant Tamara.
"I'm actually glad the cat's finally out of the bag. Now I can stop being the black sheep of the family and can take my rightful place as my true mother's daughter." Stated a relaxed Tamara. "Even though it wasn't anywhere near being in my top 10 I guess on the plus side, I had sex with a hot guy…who was also your boyfriend at the time." Tamara said as the usual smug, bitchy Tamara attitude returned. Especially when she saw the angry look on Rachel's face. "What? You weren't using him Berry, so why so angry that I took Brody for a ride?"
Rachel attempted to leap across the table to throttle Tamara, but was held back by Finn and Puck. Rachel's act of aggression wasn't the only spectacle, but it did trigger a bunch of random outbursts from others at the table.
Once Rachel was under control Santana leaned across and said, "Please don't tell me that you fell for the I'm a bad boy line?"
Rachel just looked back and said, "No I think my homesick brain fell for his abs until it realised it loved cuddles from a certain Finny bear much, much more!" Rachel stated as she smiled over at Finn, before giving him a tender kiss.
Meanwhile Brody was trying to get clarification on Tamara's statement of his sexual prowess being less than stellar. "Tamara, when you say I wasn't in your top ten, was I like number ten and a half?" Brody tried to subtly ask, but when he noticed Tamara's nonplussed expression he added. "Or maybe I was so good that your top ten scale was based on how I rocked your world!"
Fed up with Brody constantly asking about how good he is in bed both Rachel and Tamara shouted at the same time. "FOR THE LAST TIME BRODY YOU ARE TERRIBLE IN THE BEDROOM!" while Rachel added, "How you made any money as a Gigolo is beyond me! Those old women you were screwing must've been so sexually frustrated they probably take the subway everyday just so they can orgasm!"
Puck burst out laughing and shouted, "BURN! DUDE YOU JUST GOT BURNED BY BERRY!"
While Santana also turned towards Rachel and pulled out a tissue from her cleavage and started dramatically dabbing her eyes. "My baby girls all grown up." Santana held a hand over her heart while still dabbing the tissue at her fake tears. "Go baby girl…go into the world and spread your sassiness with the world, for I have nothing left to teach you!"
Hillary stood up angrily from her seat and also yanked her assistant up alongside her grabbed everyone's attention in the room. "I've had enough of these childish antics! Mr Hudson you have nothing apart from the drunken ramblings of a clearly emotionally disturbed girl and a known criminal. Face it Mr Hudson you have nothing and I'm leaving." Stated a smug Hillary as she grabbed her stuff and assistant and started towards the door.
"I'm afraid Mrs Pontiff is right, Mr Hudson all your evidence is circumstantial at best." Commented an apologetic Sidney.
Just before she reached the door Hillary turned around and said, "You know even though you lost, which was inevitable. I still have to give you credit Mr Hudson, you tried to play with the big kids but sadly for you, you came up short; and that's nothing to be ashamed about, more powerful men then you have also tried to take me down and failed. It's just you have been weighed and measured Mr Hudson and this time you have been found wanting. Good day to you all!" stated Hillary as she reached for the doorknob.
"I wouldn't leave yet if I was you!" Finn said as he watched Hillary's hand still on the doorknob.
"Oh dear God, what now? What piece of trivial rubbish do you have for us now, Mr Hudson?" quipped an annoyed Hillary.
"Well if all of what I've presented so far is not to your liking how about this." Finn pulled out two documents and handed them to Sidney and Rupert. "Exhibit A, we have the official New York City birth certificate for one Tamara Clayton or as the state of New York legally knows her Tamara Roland, with what I believe is your name, Mrs Pontiff listed under mother." Stated Finn.
"That's absurd! It's obviously a fake!" shouted a worried Hillary.
"Oh for fucks sake, mother dear! Give it up! I think it's quite clear to everyone present in the room that you are unfortunately my mother." Snarled an indifferent Tamara.
"SHUT UP! For the last time you are not my daughter!" Hillary shouted.
"Wow, thanks mum! You always did have a knack for making me feel loved and wanted." Quipped Tamara sarcastically.
"According to Exhibit B, which is a signed affidavit from Erica Clayton, sister to one Hillary Mackenzie Barbra Pontiff. That states everything we've said is true and confirms that Tamara Clayton or Tamara Roland is the daughter of Mrs Pontiff. Interjected a smug Finn.
Hillary sat back down at the table and had a weird smirk on her face as she stared daggers at Finn. "I'll admit I underestimated you Mr Hudson; you're a lot smarter and formidable then you look. But so what I have a daughter no one knows about big fucking deal! All I have to do is do an interview where I sit there an cry while I admit to my mistakes and ramble on about how I never stopped loving or thinking of my estranged daughter; and the just like that the naïve public will love me again. Because do you know what the public loves more than a smart upstanding strong woman? A jilted woman on the comeback trail; my media people will spin this story so it looks like I was taken advantage of back in college and all I've been trying to do is make something of myself ever since. I will go from being a pariah to this city's hero so fast it'll make your head spin. So go ahead and out me to the media Mr Hudson, I can honestly say you would be doing me a favour."
Hillary stood up and straightened out her dress and made her way back to the door of the boardroom. She opened the door to walk through it, but ran head first into a bunch of police officers, led by Jamal's detective brother Shaun.
"What the hell is going on here?" Hillary boomed as the one of the police officers put her hands behind her back and handcuffed her.
"Oh, I'm sorry, didn't I tell you that while I was trying to get conclusive proof that Tamara was your daughter. I also uncovered some irregularities with your company Marigold Financial Group. After an investigation we found that you and your company have been laundering millions for well known criminals all over the world." Answered Finn.
"How?"
"How did we figure it out that you were using Broadway shows to help launder money for criminals?" Finn interrupted as he asked his rhetorical question. "Well the FBI in a joint taskforce with the NYPD have been investigating for awhile links between South American and Mexican Drug cartels and Broadway. With the help of an old high school acquaintance of mine it was found that your company was investing huge amounts of money into various Broadway shows but the weird thing was the money being invested was extremely ambiguous. So all our NYPD friends had to do was find a link between any known criminals and Marigold Financial Group. Which is where my good friends Santana and Noah Puckerman come in."
Finn plugged in a thumb drive into the boardroom projector and a video started playing…
Outside the offices of Marigold Financial Group…
An expensive looking town car pulled up outside the offices of the Marigold Financial Group in the bustling financial district of New York City. The driver hopped out and walked around the car before opening the door for two people to hop out. The first person out was Noah Puckerman dressed in an expensive tailored suit that made him look like a model straight out of the pages of GQ magazine. He also had a small camera that was hidden in the badge on the breast pocket of his suit coat. The camera was recording everything to a joint FBI/NYPD surveillance van parked nearby. Next out was Santana Lopez dressed in an extremely tight and revealing dress topped off with oversized black sunglasses to complete her outfit.
Santana and Puck were acting all lovey-dovey as they were posing as a mega rich newlywed couple looking for financial advice. Puck more than anyone was extremely enjoying the undercover assignment as his wandering hands were doing what they do best in wandering all over Santana's body. As they walked up to the entrance of the building Santana leaned over and harshly whispered to Puck. "If you touch my arse one more time, not even NYPD swat is going to be able to stop me from going all Lima heights, Puckerman!"
"But where supposed to be newlyweds and newlyweds are all touchy feely so I'm just staying in character baby!" responded Puck.
"Whatever! Let's just get this thing over with." Snarled Santana once again as they entered the Marigold Financial Group building.
As soon as they entered the building Puck and Santana put their plan into action as they walked over to the information desk. The young lady sitting behind the information desk looked up and saw the two people standing there. "Hi, my name is Laura how can I help you today?"
"Well Laura you see where both young, beautiful, extremely rich people who just got married…" started Puck.
"Oh congratulations!" responded Laura sweetly.
"Thankyou we couldn't be happier could we dear?" Puck asked Santana as he squeezed her into a hug.
"No we couldn't snookums!" responded Santana sarcastically.
"You see were just two, hot, extremely rich people in love. Which is why we want to start looking to secure our future financially you know. So all the little babies my hunny-bun pops out have a nice little nest egg when they're older." Puck said while rubbing Santana's belly.
"Okay then! Well you've come to the right place, but you lovely people do understand that we are an elite financial organisation that provide financial assistance to high earning individuals? If you would like I could recommend a more appropriate financial institution that would be better suited to your needs at this time." Drawled the snobby Laura.
"What are you trying to say Laura? Are you saying were not good enough for you hoity-toity organisation?" Santana pushed Puck off and got into Laura's face, "You make what per annum here? Like 60 or 70 thousand a year plus commission. Well guess what honey, to afford the dress I'm wearing you would have to work in this hellhole for three years; not to mention my shoes that you'd probably have to sell you car and a kidney to afford. So why don't you back up before I back you up!"
Puck managed to restrain Santana enough to regain control of the conversation. "Sorry about that Laura. My beautiful wife is Latino and she can get very fiery and aggressive. It's great and amazing when were in the bedroom but in public…"
"Don't worry sir I understand." Replied Laura while giving Puck a wink.
"Glad to hear it, now Laura I'm pretty sure that the contents of this bag are going to assure us a meeting with your top financial adviser." Puck said as he dumped a huge duffel bag on the counter.
"What's in the bag?" questioned Laura.
"Twelve million dollars!" snapped Santana as she watched Laura unzip the bag and nearly faint at the sight of the bag stuffed full with money. "Are we worthy of your time now?" added a still angry Santana.
"YES…My God Yes!" an excited Laura exclaimed as she still couldn't believe what she was seeing. "My apologies for my rudeness earlier but we have a hard earned reputation here at Marigold and we aim to do whatever we can to keep that reputation." Apologised Laura. "Now if you'll excuse me I'll go fetch that financial adviser you wanted."
Laura only seemed to be gone barely a moment or two, when she returned with a slightly older looking gentleman. The new adviser had obviously been informed that Puck and Santana had a bag full of money. He unlike his counterpart Laura was extremely hospitable towards Puck and Santana.
"Hi and welcome to Marigold Financial Group, I'm Zachary Livingstone the third. My extreme apologies for the rudeness of my colleague Laura, but rest assured you now have someone with class and taste looking after you and your money." Assured the silver tongued Zachary.
"The third, does that mean there are three of you?" Santana flirted.
Zachary moved over really close to Santana and gave her appreciative look over before saying. "In name only darling, but believe me when you see me work you'd think there was three of me!" Zachary very suggestively replied while giving Santana or rather her body another once over. It left both Puck and Santana in little doubt that he wasn't just talking about his work performance.
"So Zach, are we going to get this done or what?" Puck said a little spitefully.
"Where are my manners? Right this way, please this way to my office." Replied Zach as he led Santana and Puck through a maze of hallways and up in the elevator to one of the top floors, before arriving at a luxurious corner office.
"So what can I help you two lovely people with today?" Zach showed Puck and Santana to two very nice looking leather chairs situated in front of his desk.
"Well my Pucky-poo and I just recently got hitched and where looking for somewhere to put our money so our little rugrats can have a future." Cooed Santana as she rubbed Pucks face lovingly.
"Oh, don't forget what your daddy said to ask Santy-baby!" reminded Puck.
"That's right! I swear I have the memory of a goldfish, I can be such an airhead at times!" Santana started giggling uncontrollably as she palmed herself on the forehead. Which caused Puck and Zach to laugh along with her, Puck was mostly laughing because in his whole life he had never seen Santana act like such a bimbo. "Now where were we? That's right daddy told me to ask for the Platinum Package…is that a thing?" Santana said while batting her eyes and playing with her necklace that was strategically placed just above her cleavage.
At the mention of the Platinum Package all laughing immediately stopped. A now more professional Zach got up and closed his office door before sitting back down. "How do you know about the Platinum Package?"
"My daddy does business here all the time and he told me if I ask for the Platinum Package I would be taken care of. Because as he would say, he didn't want the fucking man taking any of the wedding present he gave me and my Pucker-Roo!" Santana said leaning over and giving Puck a quick kiss.
"Can I ask who your father is?" asked a concerned Zach.
"My daddy is Enrico Lopez." Santana nonchalantly answered.
Zach went pale and visibly gulped and adjusted the collar of his business shirt for more air. "Your father is Enrico 'The Grocer' Lopez, the right hand man for Giovanni 'Twice Shot' Segreti?"
"That's my daddy! Oh My God, do you know my daddy?" Santana asked while insanely giggling again. She then started clapping when she saw Zach silently nodding his head. "Speaking of being forgetful, I did always forget why they called daddy the grocer. I mean he was a businessman he never worked in a grocery store, as far as I know." Added Santana.
"It was because anybody that crossed him ended up in a body bag, babe…you know like how everything you buy at a grocer ends up in a bag." Reminded Puck as he leaned over and grabbed Santana's hand.
"Oh, silly me that's right! So Mr Zachary Livingstone the third can you help us?" asked Santana.
"Sure I can help you! Since you want to deposit such a large amount it's going to be slightly more difficult but still doable. First were going to split your money up into chunks of ten grand each so the IRS or any other authorities don't flag it. Then I'll personally have some of our staff go out to all the different branches of our banks and deposit those ten grand chunks. Because there's so much we'll have to do it over a couple of days. But once done in your account will be a squeaky clean, tax free balance of twelve million dollars!" stated Zach as he started drawing up the paperwork.
"Great! I don't know how I'll ever be able to repay you Zachary!" flirted Santana as she leaned forward on purpose to give their financial adviser a glimpse down her abundant cleavage.
Zach visibly gulped again, but this time for a clearly different reason, "Now if you two would like to invest that money and make a whole heap more, you can go for the Platinum Plus Package."
"What's the Platinum Plus Package?" asked Puck.
"It's where we do the same as what I told you earlier but instead of filtering your money through different banks to avoid detection, we filter it through Broadway shows instead. The advantage of this is that you can filter larger amounts of money and it's a tax right off on your investment.
"I've always loved a good song and dance, I think we should go for the Platinum Plus Package." Squealed Santana.
"You heard the lady Zach the third! What my little Sanny want's my Sanny gets" responded Puck as they filled out all the paperwork needed to do business with Marigold Financial Group before leaving and handing the tape over to the FBI and NYPD.
Everyone in the boardroom watched as Hillary Pontiff was arrested and charged by the police. As she was being led away, Finn stood up and motioned for the police to wait. Finn walked up to the arrested Hillary and looked her straight in the face and said with a large smirk. "I guess it was you who was weighed and measured and found absolutely wanting." Stated Finn looking quite pleased with himself. "Take her away, boys!" Finn called out as he went back to his seat.
As he sat back down in his seat, Rachel leaned over and whispered, "I'm so hot for you, right now!" a shocked Finn looked over and saw Rachel with a predatory look in her eyes as if she was about to jump him right there in the boardroom in front of everyone.
While an eavesdropping Santana added in her own unique way, "Wanky!" which resulted in her getting glares from both Finn and Rachel.
All the remaining people turned back to the front of the room as Sidney stood up and cleared his throat. "Well, that was an eventful meeting if there ever was one. I for one am glad that all that unsavoury business has been taken care of, thanks to Mr Hudson." To which everyone gave Finn a round of applause and pats on the back. "So now we can get back to the business of running a show. First order of business and one that I think won't come as a shock to anyone; Tamara your fired!"
"Fair enough! I only auditioned because my so-called mother wanted her hooks into the production." Tamara then turned towards Rachel and said, "Rachel for what it's worth I'm sorry and you are a very talented performer. Don't let people like me tell you otherwise."
A surprised Rachel replied to Tamara, "I more than anyone can relate to what people can do when dealing with, mummy issues. I highly doubt where going to be friends anytime soon but I guess you're not the insane bitch I originally thought you were." Rachel said well naturedly.
"Thanks Rachel, and I guess you're not the talentless hack I originally thought you were." Tamara added also rather well naturedly before continuing, "Unless either Sidney or Rupert need me for anything else, I think I'm going to go and start packing my stuff." Tamara got up and left the room, leaving just Sidney, Rupert, Finn, Rachel, Santana, Puck and Brody.
"Okay then, second order of business, Rachel I don't think I, Rupert or the Funny Girl organisation as a whole could apologise to you enough. But I hope you take what I'm about to offer you as some small step towards an apology. Rachel Berry we want you to come back as Fanny Brice and we'll also upgrade your contract so you'll receive a five percent bonus. We have the contracts here if you're willing to come back."
"NO!" Finn interjected quickly and with authority.
"NO! What the hell do you mean no?" cried a shocked Rachel.
"Yeah Finnegan, you better than anyone know how awful it's been to be around Berry without Broadway!" added Santana.
Finn ignored for the time being both Santana and Rachel, "Sidney, Rachel Berry will not be coming back to your production for anything less than a ten percent signing bonus with the option of a five percent raise in her overall contract for each year she decides to stay with the production. Also if she signs you will agree to HUD-KNIGHT Records having the exclusive contract to produce the Funny Girl soundtrack and any other musical soundtrack you have for other musicals. Finally you will also provide Ms Berry with a town car and driver to be at her disposal at all times but especially for transport to and from the theatre on show nights."
"What makes you think we'll agree to that?" queried a shocked Rupert.
"Because as I told Sidney, with Rachel as your leading lady your production was in the top five most lucrative musical's this financial year and was on track to receive multiple possible Tony Award nominations. But without her I could've opened up a lucrative second hand seating store with all the empty seats in your theatre every night. Also now that your number one investor has been sent to the big house your production is short by about five million dollars. I just happen to have a cheque here for that exact amount, which would make me the principle investor in your musical. Which I believe gives me rights as to how the production is run. Am I wrong?" quizzed a smug Finn.
"No you're not wrong, Mr Hudson." Sidney meekly mumbled back.
"Excellent! Does that mean we have a deal?" asked Finn.
Sidney and Rupert moved over into the corner and discussed Finn's proposal amongst themselves for a moment or two before returning to the table. "Mr Hudson, Ms Berry we agree to your terms and we'll have the appropriate contracts drawn up for you to sign in a day or two." Stated Sidney.
"Welcome back to Broadway and Funny Girl, Rachel." Rupert added happily as both he and Sidney shook Rachel and Finn's hands before leaving.
Rachel stood up and started pacing around the room mumbling to herself while every now and then bouncing up and down. Meanwhile Santana who was now sitting on the boardroom table facing Finn said. "Oi! Stay Puff! I've got a meeting coming up with Gunther where we're renegotiating my contract at the Diner, you think you'd could come with and use some of your business voodoo on my cheapskate boss?" queried Santana.
"Sure, Santana." Finn happily nodded.
"See I told you all my boy, Finny-D was going to come through!" Puck excitedly exclaimed as he gave Finn a large fist bump.
Just then Rachel threw herself into Finn's lap and preceded to give him one of the longest most passionate kisses both of them had ever had. "You know when I said earlier I was so hot for you." A dumbstruck Finn just silently nodded his head, so Rachel continued, but this time whispered. "Well now I'm extremely wet for you too." She added using a voice that suggested she was on the verge of having an orgasm right there and then, while looking at Finn with those big brown eyes while sexily biting her lip.
Finn jumped up out of the chair while still carrying Rachel and started running for the door and yelling back. "Bye guys! We would love to stay and chat, but places to be, people to see and all that."
Just before they left the room Brody called out saying he would like a moment with Rachel. Finn told Rachel that he and the others would meet her in the car when she was finished.
Brody and Rachel watched Finn, Santana and Puck leave the boardroom before starting their conversation. "So, what do you want Brody?" asked a sceptical Rachel.
"I just wanted to say how sorry I am for how everything turned out"
"Like me finding out you were a gigolo and then getting fired because of you and now finding out, you were cheating on me with my main rival?" Rachel sarcastically asked.
"Yes all of that. It may not have seemed like it, but I did love you Rachel" Brody said sincerely.
"That was exactly our problem Brody. I didn't love you, I was using you to try and replace a whole in my heart that you could never replace. We were only fooling ourselves when we were together. Like today for example, could you honestly say you would've done for me, what Finn did for me. That's what I love about Finn he would've done the exact same thing he did today, even if we weren't together. That's just the man he is. So I forgive you Brody but this is the last time we are going to see one another. I hope you can forgive me too." Rachel said while giving Brody a hug.
"Goodbye Rachel and yes, I forgive you too." Replied Brody as he watched Rachel pick up her belongings and leave the boardroom. As Brody was left sitting alone once again in the boardroom he decided maybe it was time he took a look at his life and maybe he could one day have a loving supportive relationship just like Finn and Rachel. So having decided that today was the day he was going to try and change his life, he too grabbed his stuff and turned the boardroom lights off; before heading off into the welcome unknown of his new life.
Hope everyone enjoyed this current chapter and Finn Hudson saving the day for Rachel and Funny Girl. I think our Glee friends need a celebration after all that drama (which may possibly happen in the next chapter). The sole song used in this chapter is 'Honey, I'm Good' by Andy Grammer. Like always see you next time. Have a good one and don't do anything I wouldn't do.