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

A/N: REVIEW! My favorite chapter is coming up on Wednesday, and to say I'm excited may be an understatement. In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if I updated tomorrow and on Wednesday… Review for me, pretty please!

7. Water Girl

The next day is spent the same. Finn has a late practice and Rachel gets to his apartment before he does after visiting her dads' for two hours. They had to go back to the firm and do some more casework so they couldn't stay long.

When Rachel got home she called Adam. He answered on the first ring anxiously and angrily.

"Where the hell are you? Your flight was supposed to be here two days ago!"

"Adam," She yells back. "I told you that I was staying longer so I could visit my dads'!"

"What the fuck Rachel? What the fuck is more important? Me or your fucking dads'?"

She cringed every time the word 'fuck' was said.

"Watch your language!" She cries.

"Bitch," He says, just to piss her off.

"That's so rude, Adam. I can't believe you're talking to me like that. I'm your fiancé, remember? Is that how you treat the woman you're going to marry? Or any woman at all?" She asks fiercely.

"Rachel, just settle down," He growls. "I don't know why you're being so uptight about everything. I just miss you. And you tight ass little pussy."

Rachel has to refrain from throwing up on the coffee table that's in front of her.

"You're disgusting. I don't want to talk to you right now. I'll be home when I get home. Goodbye."

She hangs up and tosses her phone down. How could he be such an asshole? And is she really considering marrying someone who calls her a bitch when he gets the slightest bit angry? That's not normal, not sane. It's definitely not healthy.

She drops her head down into her hands and lets out a violent sob.

Just then the door opens and Rachel looks up to see Finn entering with his sweaty clothes and big sports duffle bags. He's really good looking. His hair all ruffled and muscles glistening and practically rippling.

"Hey Rach," Finn greets.

She sniffs, "Hi Finn."

"You've been crying," He points out with a frown. "Why?"

She shakes her head, "Oh, nothing."

"Was everything okay with your dads'?"

She nods, "Yeah it was great. We're going to the community theater tomorrow to see Annie."

"Oh, that'll be fun," He offers a smile and she gives him one in return.

But soon that smile drops and she has tears running down her face again. Before he can move over to comfort her, she stands up and makes her way to her room.

"Um, I'm going to skip out on dinner tonight. I'm just," She sniffs, "Tired. Really tired. And even though you want me to stop, I want you to know that I thank you very much for letting me stay here."

He goes closer to her and looks down into her eyes.

"I know that you're thankful for me letting you stay here," He nods. "And you should really eat something later on. It's good to eat three meals a day, if you're normal sized unlike me."

She laughs through her teary eyes.

"Finn, you're so sweet," She says sincerely, "And kind. Whatever girl gets you is going to be the luckiest woman in the world."

He gives her a weak half grin before she turns around and goes into her room.

He makes spaghetti with vegan sauce that he picked up before coming home, just for Rachel because he knows how important her animal-free by product intake is.

She does come out to eat, though.

"Finn, I can't believe you got me some alternatives," She says, taking a bite of the delicious spaghetti.

Finn doesn't really care for the taste, but it's good enough for him.

"This is fantastic, too. Adam really doesn't know much about vegans. He's actually quite insensitive about it, always trying to force me to eat meat," She tells.

Finn nods his head, "Adam seems like a real great guy."

The way he said it was completely sarcastic, and Rachel caught onto that right away. Was it wrong that she only nodded as a confirmation to that sarcastic statement?

"So how was work today?" She asks him.

"Good. It's so weird, you know, being practically in charge of the team when I used to be one of the players."

"I felt the same way when I was moved up from a choir girl to Maureen in Rent," Rachel explains. "It's a new feeling, but definitely a great one."

"Definitely," He agrees. "OSU has their first game tomorrow night."

"Really? That's great! Oh, Finn, I just know they're going to win," She says excitedly, making him feel really proud of himself. "What time is the game?"

"Seven PM," He answers.

"I'd love to go! Do you think there'd be any tickets left?"

Finn shakes his head, "Sorry, the polls last night said we've sold the stadium out for the first game."

She frowns slightly, "Oh."

"But… I-I could get you in. Only if you did a little work, though," He hesitates.

She looks at him with wide eyes, beckoning him to continue.

"You could be our water-boy," He smiles at the idea.

"A… A water-boy? Don't I have to be a boy then?" She asks incredulously.

Gosh, she really is the same. Finn lets out a laugh at her confusion.

"No! You'd be a water-girl, then. Whatever the term may be, you know what they do, right? They make sure the players always have a full water bottle and if they need Gatorade, they need it fast. We usually just have one of the players that's on the bench do it, but I think you'd be great for the job. Think you could handle it?"

She purses her lips and nods her head in determination, "Hell yes, I can handle it."

Finn laughs and claps his hands.

"Well, Rach, looks like you're going to the football game!"

"Yay, this is so exciting! Wait, should I practice my pouring technique to do it the efficient way possible? And I don't have any collegiate apparel! What am I going to wear? I can't go in the clothes I have packed," She panics, jumping up from her spot at the table with her half eaten food.

"Rach, settle down and just eat you pasta," He says calmly, laughing at her worry.

She nods and sits back down, taking a nervous bite.

"I'll find you something to wear. And I'm sure you don't need to practice your pouring technique," He shakes his head. "It'll be easy-peasy."

"Easy-peasy," She repeats, not exactly quite sure of herself.

But she was going to do this. This will be so fun!

She cleans their dishes, against Finn's will, and gives him a friendly hug before going to bed that night.

She drifts off into one of the best slumbers she's gotten in months.