I hope you enjoy this one guys! It's not that great but I'm inspiration has died a little. I won't be able to upload till Tuesday or Wednesday or maybe even Thursday due to camp and assignments getting in the way. Enjoy :)

Mercedes spotted the old car driving in and squealed. "Finn! Finn! Finn!" she yelled. The rest of the group whirled around and screamed out in excitement. They raced up to the moving car and swarmed around the door, waiting for Finn to get out. Finn just sat in the protection of the car while Kurt was mindlessly tapping on the window. Tap, tap, tap. Tap, tap, tap. Finally Puck rocked up to the door and all but ripped the handle off screaming.

"GET OUT OF THE CAR HUDSON!" He screamed. Finn shuddered and then unlocked his door. He'd locked it in the rush to get to his door.

"Alright man, I'm coming!" He yelled back. As soon as Finn stepped out of the car he was swarmed by a group of over-excited people from all corners of the country. He went through the rounds of hugs and hellos before leading everyone into the house. He collapsed onto the lounge while everyone rushed over to greet Carole and Burt.

"I can't believe you flew all this way and managed to sneak in and out if the house without even saying hello to your own brother!" Kurt screeched when he wandered into the house. Finn jumped at the loud noise. He'd been half asleep when Kurt decided to let it rip.

"Sorry dude, I just wanted to go for a drive," he said.

"Not good enough, Finn. I'm your brother! You should at least take some time out of your busy schedule to say hello to me!"

"I promise when I leave you'll be the first to know," Finn replied, smirking.

"Ha ha. Very funny,"

"I know. I'm just that good!"

Kurt gave Finn a look and then turned away as the rest of the group made their way to the lounge room and took up positions around the room. Everyone was in their little groups. Puck and Lauren and Artie. Santana and Brittany. Sam and Mercedes. Quinn and Kurt and Blaine. Mike and Tina. Then there was Finn by himself. He didn't seem to fit in the group anymore. He didn't seem to belong with his old group of high school friends. He didn't seem to fit in anywhere. He realised everyone was staring at him like they expected something.

"Why are you all looking at me like that?" he asked nervously.

"We just...haven't seen you in a while," Tina replied.

"I haven't changed that much...have I?"

"No, you haven't actually." Tina reassured him. She was telling the truth. He hadn't changed. He still had the same brown hair. He still had the same brown eyes and he still had the same half smile. He was still goliath in height and he was still that same naive, clueless teenage boy that everyone remembered.

"That's good," he laughed nervously.

"So, where have you been hiding all this time Frankenteen?" Santana asked in her usual abrupt way. She didn't realise that the name 'Frankenteen' didn't really fit anymore.

"Ahh, Sydney."

"Sydney? Is it good there?" Mercedes asked.

"Sydney's cool,"

"FINN!" Kurt screamed at him. "You need to give more information than that Finn Hudson!"

"I don't know. It's nice. Beautiful really. There are so many amazing things in Sydney. I climbed the Sydney Harbour Bridge a few years ago and the view from the top was amazing, and Nikki took me to the Sydney Opera House when I first started my job,"

"Who's Nikki?" Quinn piped up. When another girls name was mentioned Quinn immediately became interested. After all these years Quinn still hated the idea that anyone but her could have Finn. She was still as possessive as when they were in high school. But an Australian girl in the picture made things three times worse.

"Nikki-Lee Samson. She's twenty-three. I work with her,"

"Is she your girlfriend?"

"No, Quinn. She isn't my girlfriend." The truth was Finn hadn't dated anyone since Rachel and he wasn't sure why. He could've dated any Australian girl he wanted but they just didn't appeal to him. As attractive as he found the Australian girls, he just didn't date any of them. That's not to say he didn't think that they weren't nice girls because the majority of the Australian women he'd had contact with were lovely. They were definitely nice girls. Sure, he'd thought about dating Nikki-Lee but she just didn't seem like the type of girl he'd date.

"Oh,"

There was a knock on the door, a long pause and then Finn decided that he would answer. He left the room and then listened as the pause turned into mindless jabber. He turned back towards the door and headed over to it. His fingers twisted on the handle and ripped open the door, freezing halfway when he saw the person behind the door. His eyes shifted from top to bottom to top again. He shouldn't have been surprised. Everyone was here so why not Rachel? He gripped the handle tighter, squeezing it so tight that if it had been a hand it would've been broken.

"Are you going to let me in?" she asked.

"Oh, yeah, sorry. Come in," he said, stepping aside. Rachel obliged and made her way into the house. Finn closed the door behind her and then followed into the lounge room taking a seat on the lounge. Blaine looked at everyone, his eyes shifting from Rachel to Finn nervously. He wasn't quite sure what was going on there. He could feel something...off about it. There was some unresolved tension there and he was going to use this night to find out what it was. At least try anyway.

"Hey guys. Who's up for a game of spin-the-bottle?"

"I'm not nearly drunk enough for that!" Puck yelled before rushing to the kitchen to find the liquor stash.

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