A/N: Mash up of Burlesque and Glee. Hope you all like it. This one came to me while watching the said name. Set in the future. After Rachel had finished college and is starting out. Rachel will play the role of Alley and still unsure if I want to keep the original male lead. He IS hunky though aint he? Cam.. like keep that shirt off ;) whopsi sorry guys ahahha :D what? I was told that I have a thing for hot guys with their shirts off ;) well enough said about Cam and his shirt off. Well Quinn does play Natalie as his fiancée in the movie. So should I let her have that role again? But I was tossing between letting it be another Finn tug of war. Okay here it goes. Sorry for the long ass A/N

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, Burlesque or Cam :D but boy is he hot as?

Chaphter Two: On The Road Again

[Breadstix]

I wiped down the table, making sure it was clean and free of all that had been left behind by the previous customers. I wondered why people thought they could be such slobs, just because they weren't eating at home and knowing that someone was going to surely clean up after then. But still? I sighed as I skilfully held all the plates in both my arms, something I had learnt while balancing classes, auditions and work at the local café near my dorm room.

I sighed again, as I didn't picture myself to be waiting tables at Breadstix in Lima, after graduating from one of the most prestige's colleges in New York City, and I was reduced to waiting tables here of all place. Well at least there was an open-mic night that I was requested to sing at every Tuesday and Friday nights, which felt really awesome when people paid her to sing on those nights. Could she ever turn down a performance before?

"Rachel" a voice called at her from a table. It wasn't even on of the tables that I was assigned to tonight, it was Sandy's table. She could deal with the customers.

The voice was unrelenting as it just kept calling me, as i hurried from place to place. I didn't have any real time to be serving tables that didn't belong to mine, especially on a busy night like tonight.

"Rachel Berry" the voice finally stood right next to me, proving to be so insistent that the person now blocked my way.

I didn't bother looking up as I tried to pass the figure, and go on about my business. The person went in my way again, not caring that I had a whole tub full of dishes that I had to give the wash boy.

"Look" I said not even bothering to look up, so focused on my customers and making my shift go as fast as it could. "I have work to do." I stressed out, not intending to sound. "Would you like me to go to your work station and hold you up unnecessarily?" I said with an annoyed voice, not waiting for a reply, as the person slid to the side and let me pass through towards the kitchen.

"Sandy there's a person on table eight that keeps calling out my name, but I'm busy as it is already with my table to go work yours as well" I sighed, informing the red headed girl that had quickly become one of my closest friends, having a mutual love of new york that had brought us together.

"Okay thanks for the FYI princess" she told me in passing, picking up the new dish that Frankie had set down for her. "Thanks Frankie" she said as the man nodded his head and started with the next dish.

It was one of their busiest nights in months, even more so than their already busy schedule, and it was still very early. New people just kept walking through that door; it was like all of Lima had forgotten where the kitchen was and had all decided to hit Breadstix all in one go.

I handed over my tub of dishes to Alex, and watched as the brown eyes brunette, sigh as he took the tub from me and wipe it down before placing them into the dish washer. "Thanks love" he kissed me on the cheek cheekily, and then winked at me.

"So what's the plan tonight?" he asked everyone, the thought obviously coming to him just then. A chorus of 'nothing', 'nada', and 'nothing special waiting at home for me' and other replies came flying at him at once from all parts of the busy kitchen.

There was the two washers- Alexander Peters (Alex/Al) and Damien Garland (Gary), salad chef- Marcus Darren (Marc), soup Chef- Thames Anderson (T), Meat chef- Salina Cheffer (Sali), poultry chef- Suzzine Beal (Sue), dessert chef- Paulie Holland (Paul), 'the look over' as I deemed him Franklin Jakobs (Frankie), the four waiter's Sandra Jenkins (Sandy), Jefferson Troubles (Sonny), Abrial Dantes (Abe) and myself. And there was also the host Daniel Shaun (Neil), bartender Antonio Charms (Nio), and barista Charlotte James (Char).

We were all pretty close, just like a tight-knit family, who had their bitch-fess, arguments that we quickly get over, and I guess everything that you would fight about. And the great thing about it was that we were always there for each other when we need to be. It was really nice.

"What do you have planned Al?" Sonny asked him, giving him a quick glance before picking up another dish Frankie pushed in his direction, and walked out to deliver his dish. Frankie offered me two dishes as well; he was very fast, always making the dishes look even more delectable. I made my way down to table two, setting them down, and heading back to the kitchen, passing some tables that were now in need of emptying.

"Well how about after dinner we can have late night movies at my house? We haven't done that in a while" he offered to the people who were present.

"I'm up for that" Sali agreed, continued making the dish, excited to be having a relaxing night with friends.

"I'm definitely in!" I reply as I set down the new plates I had just acquired on the newly empty table next to Gary.

"Good stuff! Just let the other's know if you see them" Al asked the waiter's, and we all agreed we would and everyone chatted about what the film should be. I could feel a war going on, I laughed at the display that was brewing in the kitchen.

It was nine o'clock and Neil had reversed the open sign into the closed side with a relief. Everyone was looking forward to a relaxing time at Al's place, watching a good movie, chatting and laughing among friends. Life was feeling fantastic.

We worked hard, fast and as a real team to get the place hygienically clean and all prepared for tomorrow's morning shift. Tips were evenly rationed out and were happy to pocket sixty dollars each. Tips tonight were more than average on top of their weekly salaries.

Fourteen people headed towards their perspective cars, all agreeing to meet up at Alex/Marc/T/Sonny/Nio's place. The five men shared a five bedroom, two bathroom, two living room, spacious area house on the really elite side of town, which was rather pricy but affordable with the five incomes going into the house. Also the house which held most of the gathering's/special events/birthday's and parties that happened when someone felt like throwing one.

Someone was leaning up against my car. A person that I hadn't seen in five years, I was surprised that was the voice that I failed to recognise in the restaurant. I didn't know how to react to this moment, I hadn't thought about it in two years.

"Rachel" The familiar voice intercepted me as I walked to my car.