When Finn woke up a few hours later he thought it strange that he managed to find the one girl he was looking for in New York City. There was like... millions of people who lived in New York, wasn't there? It felt like a dream more than anything. To be honest, he doesn't even remember where he found her. But he remembers bringing her back to his hotel room. And even though she's going to be hungover today Finn planned to talk to her.
After he realised he had slept in, Finn pulled himself out of bed, showering and dressing as fast as he could. He walked into the kitchen, grabbing a glass of water and two pain killers for Rachel. Leaving them on the table next to her, he smiled when he saw the ring on her finger, easier to see it in the day time. And yes, it was the ring that Finn had proposed to her with. Before he left he pressed a small kiss to her forehead.
Finn quietly slipped out of the room, locking the door behind him. He decided to go to the bakery around the corner for breakfast. After ordering himself a coffee and a croissant he sat down at one of the tables.
It was almost 2 o'clock when Finn returned home, coffee and bagel for Rachel in his hand. Ideas were running through his head on what he was going to say to her. There was no way he was going to let her go again.
When Finn walked through the door the last thing he expected was to see Rachel cleaning the room. She jumped when she saw him, dropping the cloth she was using.
"Ugh.. sorry." She said.
"You don't have to be." He replied. "Are you feeling okay?"
"Yes. Thank you for the pain killers Finn." She never looked up.
"Oh, you're welcome." He said, a little confused.
Rachel could tell he wasn't sure about her behaviour and continued. "I was awake when you left."
"Oh, well that explains it then."
He saw Rachel smile. The kiss he left on her forehead was obviously on her mind as well.
They fell into silence after that, Rachel kept cleaning and Finn let her, he was now confused as to why she needed to clean his hotel room.
Hours later and Rachel had finished cleaning and was now on the couch, reading one of the many books that were lying around the hotel room. Finn approached her slowly, balancing on the edge of the couch. She glanced up at him, smiling before placing her book down.
"Rach." He said, taking her hand. "I was just wondering what you've been doing the past two years?"
She took a minute before replying. "Broadway." The most beautiful smile spread across her face. "I'm living my dream Finn, but..." She paused. "I can't help but feel like there's something missing." The smile faded from her face.
"Yeah, I saw you on a billboard." She smiled again.
Finn relaxed back onto the couch. "What about you?" she asked quietly.
"Uh.. i've been working at the tyre shop with Burt mostly." Rachel nodded. "I didn't really like it, but it was putting money in my pocket. Then as soon as I got enough money, I came here... to look for you, Rach.. And I don't really want to go back."
He still hadn't figured out what to say to her so Finn grabbed Rachel's small hand in his own. He pulled on it slightly, until her whole body was resting on the side of his. He then slid his arm down her back, placing his chin on the top of her head. He took it as a good sign that she didn't pull away. After a few seconds she completely relaxed and Finn took this opportunity to tighten his grip on her.
They stayed silent for a few minutes before Rachel began drawing circles across his chest. "I miss this." She whispered.
Finn smiled. "Yeah, so do I."
Rachel glanced up, locking her eyes with Finn's. She sat up slightly, moving both her hands to either side of his face, her eyes never leaving Finn's. Slowly she moved closer to his face, closing her eyes, until her lips were touching his. Almost as quickly as it happened, Rachel pulled away.
"Sorry." Rachel said. "I had to do that."
Finn laughed, earning a playful slap from Rachel. "Don't be sorry."
He pulled her closer again, taking this opportunity to kiss her again, much deeper than the last time. When she didn't pull away Finn ran his tongue along her bottom lip, begging for entry. She obliged and opened her mouth slightly for him. Their tongues danced together for a few minutes before Finn pulled away.
"I was going to do it as well." He told her. She giggled and relaxed into his side again. Neither of them spoke for a few minutes, taking in the moment.
"Rach." He breathed. "Marry me?"
She looked up. "What?"
"Marry me." He said again. "For real this time."
For a few moments she stared into his eyes. The same eyes she had been lost in so many times before.
"Yes."
"Yes?"
"Yes Finn, I will marry you!"
Finn pulled her into a passionate kiss, and she reciprocated instantly. When they pulled apart he pulled her closer to him again, resting her head on his chest.
"I'd give you a ring." He said. "But you still have it." The smile obvious in his voice.
Rachel laughed. "I never took it off Finn." She said, holding her hand out in front of her so they could both admire the ring that sparkled so brightly on her finger.