A/N: Here is Chapter two Good-bye and Hello, hope you enjoy it!
Good-Bye and Hello
Chapter Two
After the phone call with Kurt I wandered into my bedroom and just collapse. Being pregnant is really exhausting and all of the emotional trauma of the day just caused me to fall asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.
The next morning was hectic. First I woke to one of my increasingly rare bouts of morning sickness. After I threw any food that might have been left in my stomach I got up and began to pack. What do you wear to tell the love of your life that you're pregnant with his child and that you are really sorry that you left and kept it from him? I sighed and stared into my closet. Finally I closed my eyes and began grabbing clothes and throwing them into the open suitcase on my bed. Kurt was going to kill me.
Twenty minutes later I was still trying to force my suitcase closed and even sitting on it with my extra girth wasn't working. I groaned and closed my eyes, putting my head in my hands. Who was I trying to kid? I am so not ready to face him. I couldn't face him when I left, how was I going to do it now?
"Rachel Berry! I'm here for you! Your knight in argyle armor has arrived!" I groaned and tried to role over, before realizing that I can't. For some reason this upset me. So when Kurt wandered into my room I was sitting on my over-stuffed suitcase with tears rolling down my face.
Instantly Kurt was by my side wrapping his wonderfully thin arms around my shoulders. I began crying harder. "Rachel, honey, what's wrong?" Kurt asked, squeezing me tighter.
I gasp, trying to pull enough air into my lungs to talk. "Why would he…he w…want someone as l…large as a…a Whale!?" I sobbed. Kurt shushed me and pulled me into his chest.
"No matter what you look like, my darling, he will find you hard to resist. After all he even thought you were beautiful with slushie dripping down your face. He has never been able to resist you. And now, when you are big and pregnant and glowing, with his child within you, he will find it even more difficult. Now come cherie, dry those eyes, we have a plane to catch."
I sniffled and pulled back to stare at him. "Really?"
"Absolutely! Now get up and go relax in the living room, while make sense of this mess you call a suitcase." He pulled me up, swept his hair to the side, and pushed me into the living room. I settled into my favorite chair and blew my nose. Stupid pregnancy hormones. I got up and ran a napkin under cold water in my kitchen and pressed it against my red, puffy eyes. This was already turning out to be a pretty horrendous day.
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After Kurt popped back into my living room with my newly repacked suitcase, we quickly traveled to the airport and sat back to wait for our plane to get here. "How am I going to tell him? All he has ever wanted was a child, especially after Quinn miscarried. He will never understand why I kept this from him? He will most certainly not understand why I left in the first place. Oh Kurt what in the world am I going to do!?"
"Sweetheart, according to Tina he has been mourning you since you left. Sure he is going to be a tad upset but he could never hate you. Take comfort in how much you love him and how much I know he loves you back. Even in high school you two were the perfect couple. There is absolutely no way that he could feel anything less for you now." Kurt slung am arm around my soldier and smoothed his Armani shirt. "Everything will be fine. You'll see."
I sighed and leaned my head against his soldier. "I hope your right." After all this day can't really get much worse. I was wrong.
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The plane was 45 minutes late. On the plane all I could think about was Noah, being fat, and how the turbulence was making me nauseous. When we arrived in Ohio we got lost on our way to the luggage pick-up. And when we finally got to our luggage we missed the bus to the car rental place. When we got to the car rental place we found out that the car we had chosen had already been checked out. So when Kurt finally pulled up in front of my fathers' house I was almost too exhausted to move.
Kurt got out of the car and pulled open my door before I could even gather enough energy to move. He gently tugged my out of the car and pushed me in the direction of the front door. "Go inside!" he said. "I will get your luggage. Just go inside. You look like you could collapse any minute." To exhausted to even argue I shuffled my way to the house. I opened the door without knocking and shuffled into the living room.
My dads were sitting on the couch watching re-runs of Project Runway. When I appeared in the doorway they both stood up and rushed over to me. "Darling what are you doing here?" My father Dan asked.
"Not that we aren't delighted to see you but this is quite a surprise" Eric, my other dad said.
I smiled weakly at them and sank into the nearest chair. "I just needed to get away from school a little while." They both nodded and Dad (Eric, Daddy Dan) rushed into the kitchen to get me a glass of water. "Daddy would you mind going out and help Kurt get the luggage from the rental car. " He nodded and I slumped into the chair. Not too long after I sent Dad out to help with the luggage I found myself nodding off. Belatedly I wondered what was taking them so long. I know I had about of luggage but I didn't think I had had that much. I shut my eyes and settled more firmly into the chair. What did it matter? All that matter was sleep. I settled my hands on my rotund middle and began to drift off.
I was startled awake when my dads and Kurt opened the front door and dragged the luggage through the door. I smiled slightly and was just about to get up and open my eyes when I realized that they were talking, and the subject they were talking about was me.
"…why she decided to come home this week." Kurt was saying. "She knew what the 10th was. I mean I told her last night. He is going to be even more emotionally unstable, and with the added bonus of the unknown baby. I just don't think now was the best time. I'm afraid that either one of them might say something that they might regret."
I heard Daddy sigh. "He comes around every once in awhile too. He was here last week just to talk and he's almost always here on the important dates in his life. Like when Quinn lost the baby he showed up on our doorstep and Mr. Schuester and his wife divorced he was here. Those kinds of things. He will almost definitely be here next Tuesday."
I heard both Kurt and Dad sigh. "Poor girl. All of this has exhausted her. I wish we could either leave her here or pick her up, like we used to." Said Dad fondly. "Unfortunately she would kill us if we left her here and even if she wasn't into her second trimester neither of us could pick her up." I felt his hand hovering over my shoulder. I knew he was about to shake me awake when Kurt said quietly form somewhere behind me;
"I bet Puck could pick her up. He was always good and lifting her whenever she fell." The room was silent for a few seconds before Dad took a deep breathe and resolutely settled his hand on my shoulder and gently shook me awake. I opened my eyes slowly and pretend to be slightly disoriented as I took in my surroundings.
"Its time to sleep, my Star. GO upstairs and sleep. It looks like you need it." I nodded slowly and let my eyes wander over Daddy's and Kurt's faces. Both had small plastic-like smiles on their faces. I closed my eyes and turned toward the stairs. I'll let them sort this out between them selves. I knew that coming this week wasn't the best of ideas, but I was tired of fighting. My heart called to him and even with this baby girl I know that this hole in my heart will never be completely full unless he is standing beside me when I bring this child, our child, into the world.
A/N: Hope you guys like it! Now that I look at this story it might be a little longer than I thought. Also to all those who are worried about me other stories I have most of the next Boarders chapter written and almost all of Caught written. I'm in a little bit if a blank spot on all the others but I am trying !!! I swear!!!!
Disclaimer for all chapters: Do not own Glee but I do own all of the dreams I have been having about Mark Salling lately. I' completely serious.