Okay, I'm going away to my friends house for the weekend and then I'm going on a camp so I probably won't be able to update until Tuesday at the earliest. Remember, reviews make me happy and they make me wanna write for you and I just love you guys when you review. Enjoy the story :)

Two days later Finn was sitting in an awkward silence in his mother's car. The airport that Finn had flown to was two hours from Lima. Finn and his mother had run out of things to say within an hour of the car trip. Carole decided to ask Finn about Australia. She hadn't done that yet. "So Finn, how is Australia? I heard it's a beautiful country,"

"It's cool. It is a beautiful country. Sydney is a beautiful city and it's so big!"

"It sounds great! What do you do for work? Was it hard finding work over there?" Carole asked his son. Australia was the only topic he'd been comfortable with talking about all night. She could tell with the way his face lit up when he talked about it.

"I entered a competition over there, The X Factor International Australia. Umm, so I won that,"

"Oh my god Finn! That's wonderful! Oh my god!" Carole exclaimed.

"That's not all mum. So, I won the competition and all the prizes that go with it but the best part is my part time job. I work with disadvantages kids teaching them how to sing, play instruments and how to not dance because I just can't dance. But, yeah, it's great. I love Australia,"

"Wow. You really do love it there don't you?"

"Yeah mum. I mean, I miss it here but Australia was such a great escape from everything. San Diego was cool but Sydney is brilliant despite the fact that there is no P. Sherman living at 42 Wallaby Way Sydney," Finn finished, disappointed.

"Really Finn? You actually thought Wallaby Way Sydney existed? Oh, you're still the same naive teenage boy I remember," Carole winked. Finn laughed and the conversation ended there.

Twenty minutes later Carole decided it was now or never, while Finn couldn't run and hide and he couldn't avoid the questions. They still had half an hour before they would be back in Lima. That would be enough time. "Finn, honey, do you know who is going to this wedding?"

"Actually, no."

"Lauren wanted it as strictly immediate family but Puck campaigned to have his old high school glee club invited. That means everyone will be there Finn,"

"I know,"

"Everyone means Rachel, Finn,"

"I know. It's cool,"

"I was just looking out for you hon. I know you ended on bad terms,"

"We will get past that mum. It's okay," Finn assured her. He was worried though. He was worried that they might not get past that. He wanted to get past that. He wanted more than anything to be Rachel's friend.

They drove into Lima and Finn immediately felt that old feeling that he was back in high school. Seven years was a long time to be away from your home and Finn was secretly glad to be back in America. He loved Australia. He loved the beaches and he loved the hot girls. No one could beat hot Australian women, except maybe one person. But he refused to think about that girl. He left that girl behind a long time ago.

The house still looked the same. It had the same pale, faded bricks. The same double stories, the only one on the street. Everything about this house felt the same. He felt home. Inside the same furniture sat in the same places. Nothing had changed in seven years. The same blue faded lounge sat in the same corner of the same room. It scared him to know that nothing had changed and he hadn't been in Lima for seven years. He dragged his feet upstairs to his old room to find it exactly the way he left it. His mum must have believed he'd come home because the same old poster were plastered to the walls and his boxes of stuff stacked in the corner. No one had been in here to change things.

Finn dumped his numerous suitcases on the floor and then thumped his way back downstairs. He successfully avoided a reunion with Kurt and made his way outside. He borrowed his mum's car and went for a drive. He drove round and round in circles for at least an hour. He always found himself driving past one particular house. He didn't know why he went there or what he thought he was going to do there. He just went there. He slowed and parked the car out the front of the house and sat. As if on cue the occupants of the house wandered outside. They looked in the direction of where Finn was parked and the males went inside. Rachel walked slowly over to where Finn was parked.

He met her halfway and then followed her to the footpath. She turned and let out a breath. There was something off about the way they reacted with each other. When they were younger they would have been all over each other but now? Now they just kind of stood there looking at each other awkwardly waiting for someone to make the first move. Finally, Rachel took the high road.

"Hi Finn," she stammered. "Long time no see,"

"Yeah,"

"So..." It got awkward. What happened to the days where they could just hang out and nothing would be awkward. Rachel continued anyway, ignoring the awkwardness of the entire situation. "How long are you here for?"

"Ah, I don't know. Three months probably,"

"Oh cool!" Rachel tried to act interested but she just wasn't. She wanted that old Finn back. She wanted the Finn that was the life and soul of any party back. She couldn't remember that Finn anymore. "Where do you live? The last I heard it was San Diego, but then you kind of just fell of the radar a bit," she asked.

"Oh no. I don't live in San Diego anymore. I live in Sydney," Finn replied bluntly, as if she should already know that.

"Australia? Wow, that's a big move!"

"Yeah, it was but I love it there so it was all worth it,"

"Wow. What do you do there?" she asked. Rachel was genuinely interested in what he did in Australia.

"I work with disadvantaged kids. I teach them how to sing and play instruments and I pay special attention to the way they dance. I try to teach my kids that dancing is something that not everyone is good at. Then I show them how I dance. It scares them a little. Sometimes I tell them about the time that I broke your nose trying to dance," Rachel giggled. Finn felt the old, intense stomach butterflies return when she giggled. That was so not a good thing.

"That's sounds like so much fun! Do you do anything else?"

"Yeah, well, kind of. I entered a competition in Australia. It was a singing contest. I ended up winning that so now I'm in between recording and I'm like a mega rock star so it's all good," he replied with a smile. Rachel could've sworn she felt her legs give way beneath her but when she looked down she was still standing upright. "What about you? What do you do?"

"Wow. My job sounds a lot less interesting than yours. Umm, I work in a New York music company. We teach kids how to sing, dance and play instruments and I also do some stage work with Broadway and even venue gigs sometimes. I'm half-way to getting my dream, Finn. I can almost touch it!"

"Your job sounds amazing Rachel. Just what you always wanted. I'm glad you're getting there Rachel because damn you deserve it. When I left for San Diego I had one thing I wanted. I wanted you to make your dreams come true and you're doing it Rach. You're really doing it!" Rachel blushed at Finn's words. Finn felt the butterflies flutter harder and he had to steady himself on the fence outside the house. This was so not good. He so did not need these stupid butterflies ruining everything he had going for him. He decided to get out while he still could, at least for the day anyway. "I've got to go Rachel. I'll call you. We should catch up properly sometime," Finn waved his good bye then turned around. Rachel wondered how he could call without her phone number. Then she remembered about Kurt.

Finn spent the drive home scolding himself. He had nearly undone all the work he put into getting over Rachel. He reminded himself that there was no way he could be in love with her because he'd just been highly infatuated in high school. He'd never been in love with Rachel Berry. Finn turned into the drive way still telling himself off. He saw the people standing out the front of the house and sighed. Why do all the reunions have to happen in one day?