"Hi, my names Finn." The boy said, offering a knowing grin. Finn must have known that he was a major topic of discussion back at the Berry-Fabray house. He could tell purely based on Rachel's reaction.

Her jaw dropped as she smiled softly. "You're Finn?!" She asked, not at all disappointed. He was much cuter in person. "Sorry I don't remember. I wish I could, but I have heard some stories about you."

"All good I hope." He said with a laugh. "Quinn does have a way with words. She likes to make me look bad."

Rachel furrowed her eyebrows, and looked around awkwardly. "No, she's been very sweet." She lied. Even though Rachel was still mad at Quinn, she wasnt going to insult her with her ex boyfriend.

Finn hummed out his response, and quickly changed the subject. "Well you look great. It's so good to see you again, even in these conditions."

Rachel offered a sweet smile. "When was the last time we saw each other?" She asked curiously

He thought about it, and pursed his lips. "A year ago, maybe two. I call your house phone sometimes, but you don't always answer." He explained.

Rachel offered a sad smile and nodded. "Well what are you doing here? Don't you live somewhere else?"

"Yeah, I like in California. I came to town yesterday. To see you actually."

Her face lit up. "Really?"

"Yeah. Quinn didn't tell you I was coming?" He asked, furrowing his eyebrows.

"I... I guess not."

He shrugged, not seeming to care much. "Well I'm here now, and as are you. And if you don't mind me asking, why are you here? I mean, this coffee shop is a long way from your house isn't it?" He snooped

Rachel chuckled softly with a nod, feeling as though she can tell him. She stepped up as the line moved. "Yeah, I needed to step away from my house. Quinn and I... We had a fight."

Finns eyebrows shot up, genuinely surprised. Though he loved Rachel and would always love Rachel, her and Quinn were in love. It was obvious, it was evident, and it was contagious. Besides the night of the accident, their fights don't usually lead to one of them storming off. "Oh I'm sorry." He said honestly.

Rachel shook her head. "Don't be, it's not your fault." It wasnt his fault, but it was definitely about him.

The line moved up, and eventually, Rachel had to turn away from Finn so she could order. Then he did, and then they both had their drinks. "Want to join me? We could catch up a bit. I'm sure you'd like to hear some stories come from my mouth." Finn said charmingly, sitting down at a booth.

Rachel inhaled sharply, wondering if that was a good idea. "Uh... Yeah okay. Sure, but only for a while." She sat down, and met Finns smile.

Now she was getting worried. Rachel had been out an hour now. No calls, no texts, and she even had that feeling. Not the feeling she had the night of the accident, but something else. It was a feeling that something wasnt right. That something was happening that shouldn't be happening. Quinn shook her head and figured Rachel wasn't driving anymore. It wouldn't be terrible to call it, would it? She pulled out her phone and dialled the memorized number.

Rachel and Finn had only just started talking when her phone rang. "Sorry, hold on." Rachel said politely as she pulled out her phone. The name Quinn appeared on the screen. She was hesitant to pick it.

"Answer it." Finn assured her. "After everything that you've been through, she deserves to know that you're safe and in good hands."

Rachel chuckled softly and nodded as she answered. "Hello?"

"Oh thank god. Why haven't you answered my texts?" Quinn asked frantically.

"I was driving, and now I'm busy." She shared a look with Finn.

Quinn furrowed her eyebrows. "Busy with what?"

"I'm taking matters into my own hands and finding out about my life with someone who isn't going to lie to me."

"Rachel... What are you talking about? Please, I'm sorry. Come home, and I'll tell you everything." Quinn pleaded.

Rachel sighed and shook her head. "I'll be home in a few hours. I bumped into Finn, and we're catching up. Bye Quinn." She said, and hung up before the girl could even get a word in.

And then the line ended again. Except this time, Quinn wasnt scared that Rachel was in an accident. This time she was scared that history would repeat itself and Rachel would fall in love with Finn all over again. "Fuck!" She yelled, and paced the living room.

"Anyway, where we we?" Rachel asked, sipping from her now half finished coffee.

"I believe junior year," he responded before continuing. "We were pretty serious that year. We said I love you's over the summer and spent the school year proving that in every way possible. We faced some obstacles, mostly with me being a quarter back, and you being in glee. But I think in the end, we managed to beat the odds."

"But we broke up anyway that year, right? Quinn said we got together three different time."

Finn nodded and fixed his hair. "Yeah. We eventually broke up because I lied about my virginity. I said I didn't lose it when I did, which let to trust issues and you feeling worse about yourself. When we finally managed to work it through, you told me that you cheated on me. Which of course, is a sensitive topic for me."

"Of course." Rachel said, her eyes sad. She reached out and placed her hand on top of Finns. "I know it was a long time ago, but I'm so sorry. That doesn't sound like me, but clearly I hurt you."

He nodded and smiled his crooked smile. His thumb brushed up and down Rachel's hand and the two sat there in silence, before he broke it. "Anyway, we spent the rest of the year lying to ourselves again. Though we were broken up, we were still all we thought about. I got back together with Quinn, and you tried making it on your own."

Rachel furrowed her eyebrows. "Wait you got back together with her?" She asked, jealous. But Quinn didn't know who she was jealous over.

"Well yeah, we were broken up, and I liked her again. So what?"

"So what? You broke up with me for kissing someone else. But you got back together with her when she got pregnant with someone else?"

Finns eyes went wide as he chuckled and shook his head. "In reality, it was mostly to make you jealous. It was dumb, and I realize that now. But that's not the point. At the end of the year, we got our shit together and realized just how much we loved each other."

That made Rachel smile. "Well what happened with you and Quinn?"

"We broke up. She was angry and heartbroken. Clearly she never got over it, because she came back to school the next year completely broken. I broke her, and I felt bad for causing her meltdown."

Rachel furrowed her eyebrows and shook her head. "Finn, that had nothing to do with you." She said, almost defending the blonde. "She was hurting and broken because she realized over the summer that she was in love with me. And she missed beth. It wasnt because you broke up with her."

"She told you that?"

Rachel nodded. "And I believe her."

Finn held his hands up defensively and nodded. "My mistake." He said. "Anyway, senior year was our year. We barely fought. We had sex for the first time that year, and applied to collages in the same area. Got engaged, almost got married. We were very serious about our lives together."

Rachel shut her eyes as she remembered Quinn telling stories from senior year.

"Once dying my hair back, I tried acting normal." Quinn said, sitting on the couch, holding Rachel's hand. "But I was just as broken on the inside. It didn't help that you and Finn just flaunted your love for each other. Each corner I turned you were either making out, or singing duets. I couldn't escape it. And the worse part was how much I hated him for having you. I wanted to be him almost as much as I wanted to kill him. I knew I deserved you more. You just couldn't see it. You were blinded by the love that was Finn Hudson. I spent that whole year trying to get your attention. And finally I did. You looked at me one day and you said 'we're kind of friends, aren't we?' And even though I knew it was progress, my heart broke. Because you put me in the friend zone. You clarified that I would only be a friend to you. But the look of hope on your face and pure delight... I couldn't break it. So I responded and said 'kind of.' Because that's what we were. We were two girls who should hate each other, but found a way to be friends. Except I loved you desperately. And seeing you with him killed me. And seeing you so oblivious to my feelings hurt most."

Rachel sighed, and bowed her head. "I'm so sorry, Quinn." She said, and crawled forward on the couch. "I was blinded by Finn, I didn't know that what I was looking for was right in front of me." She said, and gave Quinn a short peck on the lips. "But we're here now, and married. So lets just forget high school ever happened, deal?"

Rachel's smile faltered when she reflected. At this point, she didn't know what to feel. Happy that she was finally getting the truth, but guilty for feeling happy. Senior year, that Finn is describing as the best year of her life, was the worst year of her wife's life. And then she remembered how her and Finn ended for real. And she still wanted his side of that. "So why did you leave me?"

He sighed and looked down. "I didn't leave you. I left to go to the army. I didn't want to put the pressure of having a boyfriend in the army on your shoulder, so I set you free. I told you to move on, and that when I got back, if you were available, then we would get married."

"You must have known I wouldn't have been available when you came back."

He nodded with a sad smile. "Of course I did. You're Rachel Berry. You make the best of every situation. I knew you would move on, I just didn't think it would be with Quinn."

She sighed, and scratched her head. How could she think this was helping her? It was just making her more confused. "How did you find out about us?"

"A year after you and I went off to war, I was sent back for good. The military wasnt for me, you were. So, I prepared a speech, got flowers and was ready to win you back. So, I went to your house, rang the bell, but no answer." He paused, and looked down, "so, I went to the back. But before I could knock on your back door, I saw in the window you and Quinn. You two looked so happy, and I was happy that you two finally buried the hatchet. But, as I continued to watch, I saw as she kissed you. And I was heartbroken at the sight of you kissing her back."

Rachel's eyebrows shot up. She didn't think even Quinn knew about that. "You came to win me back?" She asked.

He nodded sadly, and shrugged. "But I was being selfish. I had no right to leave you, and expect to win you back after breaking your heart. So I left, and I moved to California to live with puck. A few months later, I got your wedding invitation in the mail."

"Did you go?"

Finn scoffed softly, then said. "Yes. I went for you. I stayed for the reception, and left after. I didn't feel the need to celebrate. My soulmate got married, and no alcohol in the world could make that pain go away."

Rachel eyed him, her eyes wide as she breathed heavily. "I..." She started saying, then said. "I should go, this isn't right." She stood up, and hurried off to leave the shop. Though nothing happened it sure felt a lot like cheating. And just because she wasnt in love with Quinn didn't mean she had the right to cheat. Rachel would never do anything to hurt Quinn, and that conversation with Finn felt wrong. She shouldn't be talking to him that like. But of course, within seconds, he was right behind her.

"Rachel, I'm sorry." He said.

She turned around, and nodded. "It's okay. I should just get home to Quinn. Try to solve our fight, and smooth things over."

Finn nodded in understanding. "Sure, of course. But listen, if you ever want to hang out again... Just call me." He said, and handed her a ripped piece of paper.

Rachel took is and sighed, shutting her eyes. "Sure. Bye Finn. Thanks." She said, then got in her car and headed home.

She shouldn't feel this bad, but she did. She didn't cheat, but she sure as hell felt like she was. Rachel was married for god sakes! She shouldn't be allowed to walk along memory lane with an ex boyfriend unless she were single and available. But Finn really was cute, and something about the warmth from his smile was just contagious. Rachel made a pros and cons list in her head on the way home.

It was 10 o'clock, and Quinn was starting to worry. She was sitting in her living room, half asleep, and half awake when she heard the door open. Quinn's eyes widened as she rushed to the front door to see Rachel. "Oh thank god!" She said in relief, sighing heavily. "Last time you stormed out on me, I almost lost you. You are not allowed to do that anymore!"

"Sorry." Rachel said, then walked off to the couch, and sat down.

"No, I'm sorry." Quinn said, and sat beside her. "Senior year, you and Finn were a lot closer than I led on. You got engaged. And you almost got married, until he called it off. That's why I was so broken that year. Because I knew there was no way to get you out of your Finn funk. Eventually, he went off to the military, and you came crying into my arms. We didn't start dating until a few months after the break up. We went out for dinner a few times. And one night, things changed. We were sober, and something just clicked. You thanked me for helping you get over Finn, and then you kissed me innocently. Before you had the chance to turn back and go inside your house, I confessed everything to you. I told you when I started loving you, and the fact that I still did. And your response wasnt needed. Because you smiled at me, then walked off. I thought I ruined it, but the next night you called me and asked me out on a date. We had sex on our third date, and I proposed to you a few months after." She said, in one breath.

Rachel smiled softly.

"I didn't take advantage of your vulnerability. You loved me. You really, truly loved me. And if you're going to tell me that it was all a lie, I think I might die. So please, don't."

"I'm sure it wasnt. Thank you for being honest with me." Rachel said, nodding.

Quinn nervously fixed her hair. "How was your coffee date with Finn?"

"It wasnt a date?"

"Well... How was it?" Quinn asked.

Rachel tilted her head and sighed. "It was good. I heard his side of the story, and that was that."

Quinn nodded, trying not to be jealous. But she couldn't help it. "Do you like him?"

Rachel shut her eyes, and sat in silence. "I don't know.." She whispered.

"You don't know? Dammit Rachel! I am your wife. One fight does not mean that you can just run into the arms of your ex boyfriend and suddenly be confused. We had a fight, it's normal!"

She slowly looked over at Quinn, her eyes watering. "The reason why I ran off in the first place was because you lied! I can't trust you Quinn, but I can trust him." She said, and stood up, walking to the kitchen.

"Don't walk away from me! I am not done!" Quinn yelled, and chased after her. "You can't see him again. Do you hear me? I don't trust him with you."

"You sound like my mother not my wife. I am an independent woman, and I can make my own choices."

Quinn put her hand in the sink and started washing the dishes. "How do you not feel guilty? Don't you feel bad?"

Rachel's eyes widened as she scoffed. "Wow, not thats not something you hear everyday. You /want/ me to feel bad about this? You want to see me weak and get on my knees and beg for your forgiveness? Well guess what, Quinn. I'm not sorry. I had a good time tonight, nothing happened, but I had fun. Sure, by the end of it, I knew it didn't feel right, so I left."

Quinn slammed the pot down in the sink, and took off her gloves. "Rachel, I can feel you slipping away and it's scaring the shit out of me. Tell me I won't lose you." She begged, walking over to the girl and holding onto her shoulders. "Please, I love you too much to just let you go."

Rachel avoided eye contact as she let a few tears slip. "I'm confused, Quinn."

"About what? Aren't I enough!"

"Finn told me the truth. Finn referred to me as his soulmate. And what if I am? What if the whole point of my accident was to bring us back together?"

The blonde lost feeling in her arms as she let go of Rachel's shoulders. "You really believe that?"

"I don't know." She said with a shrug.

"Well what do you know?"

"I know that I want to research the source of my confusion without feeling guilty about cheating on you."

Quinn's eyes went wide. "You want to research?" She asked, needing clarification.

"I want to explore my feelings with Finn, as well as my feelings with you. But I know I can't make a final call if I can't test the waters."

Quinn sighed and rubbed her temple. "So what do you want from me?"

Rachel inhaled a sharp breath and shut her eyes as she whispered, "a divorce."

HOLY SHIT. I can promise you that's it's only up from here. I know some of you are doubting me, but I promise faberry is endgame. I wouldn't tag Quinn and Rachel, if it ended up being finchel.

Coming up next: Rachel and Quinn get a divorce and Rachel, guilt free, explores both relationships. Quinn tries to win her over with flirting and sexual tension. Finn tries to win her over with romance.