Thank you so much for the support on this story. It was overwhelming and very welcoming. I hope you continue to like the turn of this story. I would love to hear your thoughts. So here is chapter two. It is kind of short, but it is starting things for this story. Enjoy!

May 12th, 2015

Rachel was putting her two year old daughter in her car seat. Arabella Faith Berry was kicking and screaming, "No go momma! No go!"

Rachel sighed. "We are coming back, Belle. Baby, are just going to go on a trip. We will come back to all of your toys and everything. Mommy needs you to be a good girl for me. Okay? If you are really good we will stop for ice cream."

Arabella squealed. "Yay! Owce cream!"

Rachel laughed. "You have to be good or we won't get any."

"Otay. Be good."

Rachel smiled as she kissed her daughter's head. "That's mommy's girl. We are going on a trip. It's going to be fun."

"Wuv you, momma!"

Rachel chuckled. "Love you too, baby girl." Arabella gave Rachel a big wet kiss on the cheek. Rachel laughed and shut the door behind her and got in the front seat. They started their way to Lima. Rachel had no idea what is was that was drawing her back in to see her fathers, but she had to listen to it. She had no plans to see anyone but her dads. She didn't want to draw attention to herself. It had taken three years to feel like she was forgotten by most and she wanted to keep it that way.

Finn sighed as he sat on the couch in his apartment. It had been three years since he last saw Rachel Berry. She was amazing and there was something about her that he loved, but she left suddenly. He had tried everything to find her, but he couldn't. Then something he least expected happened. Quinn Fabray came back into his life to help him through his sadness.

Now Finn sits here zoned out listening to Quinn talk about the preparations for their wedding that was coming up in a couple of months. Quinn said, "Finn! Earth to Finn! Are you paying attention to me at all?"

Finn said, "Oh… Uh… Yeah."

"Then what did I just say?"

"Something about the color of the napkins. I don't know. I really don't care. You can deal with this stuff. It is nothing that I will be any help with. Why don't you and Kurt figure this stuff?"

"You know that Kurt doesn't want to spend all of his time going over details for OUR wedding. Finn, this is something I want YOU to help me with. I want our day to be perfect. I want you to take part in the planning."

"I don't know anything about weddings and the planning. Just do what you want and let me just show up. I gave you a list of people from my family that I want invited."

"Oh shut up! If this was Rachel and you were planning your wedding you would be involved with the whole process."

"Leave her out of this! She is gone!"

Quinn chuckled. "I knew you still loved her. But she isn't here Finn. You can't let her leaving define your whole life."

"I don't know why I would ever want to marry you. I'm going to my mom's. I want you out by the end of the evening. Call all your precious wedding guests and tell them that it is OFF! I am not going to be standing there."

"You are kicking me out?"

"Yes. I pay for this apartment and I pay for most of the things that you own. I want you out when I get back. If you aren't, I'll call one of the guys from the station and have you removed by force."

Quinn had tears in her eyes. "Fine! You will never find someone that will deal with you like I have for all of these years. No one in their right mind will want to be with you while you are still pining for that girl that was going nowhere."

Finn stood up. "You have no right to talk about her like that. She is three times the person that you can ever hope to be. Good riddance, Quinn. I am going to find her and spend the rest of my life with the one I was supposed to be with all along."

Finn went to the door and slammed it behind him. He was going to his mom's house and be somewhere where he can truly be cared for.

Rachel got Arabella out of the backseat of the car. She kissed the head of her sleeping daughter. She couldn't believe she was in the driveway of the home that she had grown up in. It hadn't changed a bit. She didn't know what it was, but she had to be here.

Rachel clutched her daughter to her chest and knocked on the door. She was nervous of what would come of this visit, but she had to see what came of it.

Rachel took a breath when she heard the click of the lock being undone. She held Arabella tightly and kissed her head. She just hoped that her fathers wouldn't shut the door in her face.

Leroy opened the door and gasped. Rachel said, "Hi daddy."

Leroy yelled back into the house, "Hiram! Get out here! Rachel is here!"

Hiram came running. He gasped as well when he saw his little girl standing there holding her own little girl. Rachel looked up and said, "Hi daddies."

The two stood there in shock. Could their daughter really be home? Why was she holding a small sleeping child that looked just like her?