DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN GLEE OR ITS CHARACTERS! THAT'S ALL FOR RYAN MURPHY!

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6. Realizations

"Daddy, Dad!" Rachel squeals, jumping into each of her father's arms, hugging them closely and kissing them both.

"Rachy!"

"Princess!"

They sit down at the table and order some lunch before talking about life.

"So, baby, why did you come back all of a sudden?"

"Dad, Daddy, I have some news. You know that boy I've been dating for a while? The one you met when you came to New York to see me?"

They both nod understandingly.

"Yes, Adam Zimmer, of course we remember," Hiram states. "Now what is it?"

Rachel lifts up her left hand and shows them the engagement ring.

"We're engaged!" She announces.

"What? That's so crazy!" Leroy gushes. "And that's a nice cut."

"Oh my baby! I'm so glad you came to tell us this in person!"

"I'm so sorry for just leaving you guys," She explains sadly. "I just was mesmerized by New York and I left home and I didn't want to come back out of fear. I didn't want to be torn down by my hometown. But really, this was the place that built me and it led me to be the successful starlet I am. I'm a terrible daughter."

"Never have you been a terrible daughter, Rachel," Leroy says. "We understand why you left. We did the same thing when we were your age. You think we wanted to stay around a place where we were ridiculed for our sexuality? Of course not! We left and found ourselves."

"But I'm afraid I've lost myself."

-glee-

It's as if those four hours healed everything up between their family relationship. She knew they didn't resent her for ignoring them for years and they knew that she was genuinely sorry about ignoring them for years. It was all going to be alright. They dropped her off at Finn's apartment, both wanting to ask what exactly she was doing back around with him but not having the guts to.

They didn't want to ruin a day's worth of major improvement. It wasn't worth it. So, as they drove off, they decided to just ask her another day. They had a feeling that there would be many more visits.

Rachel had knocked on the apartment door and it opened up several seconds later, Finn in his lounge clothes and wet hair. He must have just gotten out of the shower.

"Heey," He greets, "How did things go?"

"Really great. It was definitely worth it coming back here," She smiles. "Thanks-."

"Okay! Stop thanking me for everything!" He cuts her off, laughing. "Come on, why don't we watch a move? It's pretty early and I just got some new Netflix movies."

"Oh what, I'm not going to be forced to watch Braveheart?" She asks, walking into the apartment and shutting the door. She looks around and nods her head, approving very much so. It's very tasteful and large.

"No, I think I made you watch it enough back in high school. And because my copy is currently burned out from it being played so much. I need to go to the store and buy a new disc," He chuckles.

She shakes her head and giggles, "Let me get my pajamas on and we'll look at the choices. Which room?"

"The right. Your bag is on the bed."

"Thanks," She quickly says and runs off before he can scold her. He shakes his head and makes some popcorn, interrupted when he hears the doorbell ring. He goes to answer it and sees Mindy smirking up playfully at him.

"Gee, Finn, you've been ignoring me for the past few days. Can I come in? We can have some fun," She says seductively.

Finn shakes his head, "Sorry, Mindy, but I've got company."

She glares, "What do you mean? You're turning me down?"

Rachel comes out of the room and stops in her tracks when she realizes that Finn's talking to someone. She steps back into the room and listens.

"Yeah, I'm turning you down. Sorry, it's just I have company now," He repeats himself.

"Whatever, Finn," She growls, "Don't expect me to come over to have a casual fuck."

Rachel steps out when she hears the door close.

"Finn, I can leave if you had plans," She quickly says.

"No," He shakes his head. "That was my neighbor, Mindy. She just thought that we had plans but we didn't."

Rachel nods and goes to settle in on the couch.

"So, what are our options for movies?" She asks him, pulling the throw blanket onto her petite body. It smells so much like him and she loves it.

Finn sits down next to her, very closely, and shows her the three options. After settling on the most recent Adam Sandler comedy, the settle in on the couch and snuggle up.

He drapes his arm around her shoulders and she rests her head on his chest. His hand rests on her elbow and occasionally he strokes her arm. Her hand rests on his thigh. He just wishes this moment could last forever because this is how it should be.

He should be on this couch, all the time with Rachel. Snuggling up close and watching some Netflix. It shouldn't be anyone else but her. When the movie ends and she leaves to the spare room, he feels a pang of guilt.

He's not that guy, he had already told himself this. He wasn't going to try and get close with Rachel like that.

But what if she wants him too?

Little does she know, Rachel Berry was remembering (as if she had ever forgotten) why she loved Finn Hudson so damn much.