A/N: Before we start, I just want to thank all of my readers. You guys encourage me to write and update. Thank you. So with that, here it is.

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"Krissy, it's time to wake up." Jesse crooned.

The five year old was fast asleep. "Jess, can you just carry her? I'll take the luggage."

"Sure hon." He slowly unbuckled Kristina from her booster seat and carefully put the My Little Pony backpack on her. He then balanced her on his hip.

As Rachel unloaded the luggage from the car Jesse went to look for a cart. While Jesse walked he felt his daughter stir. "Krissy? You awake?"

"Daddy? Where are we?"

"In the airport, baby."

"Oh… are we going to see my grandpas?"

"Yup, you excited to see them?"

"Uh huh," She buried her face in his shoulder and fell back asleep.

Jesse kissed the little girl. "Jess, have you found one yet?" Rachel called.

"Not yet," he continued to look around the parking lot.

"Jesse," his wife had caught up with him, dragging two suitcases behind her. "We'll look for one at the entrance. Can I have her?"

He nodded and gave Rachel Kristina. "She's dead asleep," Jesse took the bags. "Do you have the stroller?"

"Didn't think she'd need it, and it would have taken up too much space."

Jesse sighed, "I guess, but it would have helped."

"Look, Jess, there's a cart!" She changed the subject quickly.

"I'll get it." As he walked to get the cart he sighed. Rachel had been getting quite touchy recently; Jesse thought it had something to do with seeing everybody. He was mostly worried about seeing Finn. Though it had been 15 years, Jesse had taken his girl and Finn was still stuck in Ohio. He got to the cart and started pushing it towards his wife and daughter. His thoughts disappeared when he saw that Kristina was groggy, but awake and Rachel was talking to her, smiling.

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"Evan, sit down!" Quinn snapped.

"But Ethan poked me!"

"I don't care!"

"But Mom-"

"No buts!"

Finn sighed, ignoring his wife and kids. It was always torture for him to drive anywhere with them. Westerville to Lima was only an hour and a half (A/N: may or may not be factually correct), but it felt like days.

As if on cue, Isabel started to wail, "Finn, stop the car."

"Quinn, I can't."

"Well then stop as soon as you can!" Quinn started to tap her foot as the baby kept crying.

As soon as Finn pulled into a 7-11 Quinn jumped out of her seat and pulled Isabel out of her car seat. "Hush little baby, don't say a word," Quinn sang. Finn always smiled when his wife sang, it was the thing he loved most about her.

"Dad, can we get some food?" Ethan asked.

"You just ate!"

"But I'm hungry again!"

"Ethan, you know your Grandma will feed you when you get there."

"Yeah Ethan," Evan teased.

"Shut up, Evan!"

"Boys!" Quinn looked at her sons. "Please!"

"But Mom, I'm hungry!"

"You heard what your father said!"

"I'm still hungry," Ethan mumbled.

Isabel had stopped crying, "Ethan, sit down and buckle up. We're going now." Quinn strapped in her daughter. "Finn, let's go,"

"Sure,"

"Dad, how much longer?" Evan asked.

"45 minutes,"

"Anyway we could get there faster?"

"No, Evan."

"You sure?"

"Yes, Evan."

"Evan, stop with the questions. Please." Quinn sighed.

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Tina sat on the slow moving train, with her hand on her stomach. "Mike, can you get me some Ginger Ale?"

"Sure, T." Mike went off to the dining cart.

Tina stared out the window, watching trees go by. She then rummaged her bag for her phone and she saw that she had a message from Artie. "Oh," she whispered.

"What's up, baby?" Mike had returned.

"Artie can't make it,"

"Is he busy?" He asked, handing his wife the drink and sitting down.

"Yeah, he's in New Zealand."

"That's cool. Do you know what he's filming?"

"Honestly, no…" As she sipped the drink Tina felt slightly guilty, Artie used to be one of her best friends. They had even dated for a few months, and now she didn't even know what he was doing. Because he wasn't coming he couldn't ask. She could ask if he liked what he did, or if he'd rather be something else. He had once said that his biggest dream was to be a dancer.

She looked over at Mike, who was now listening to messages his iPhone. "Mike, are you excited to see everyone?"

"Of course! Catching up with everyone will be great!"

Tina smiled at her husband's excitement. Artie was momentarily pushed out of her thoughts.

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Amy laughed when she saw her husband was already asleep. They'd only been on the plane for 30 minutes and Rory's head was already lolling over. He'd never been able to stay awake in moving vehicles.

Then her thoughts turned to this trip. To be honest, Ohio wasn't her 1st choice, but it made Rory happy. But the thing that was most worrying to her was seeing all of these people. She didn't know who they were. Rory had told her that they were good people, but she was still apprehensive about meeting them. According to Rory they were the only ones who lived outside of America.

What if they thought less of her? She only worked as a secretary, and Rory said that some of them had become actors, and dancers, and directors. Amy but her lip; she guessed she would form her judgments when she met them.

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I'M ON A HIGHWAY TO HELL! HIGHWAY TO HELL! Sam belted.

'God, I love road trips.' He thought. He had Cool Ranch Doritos, Red Bull, and Twinkies. After he got back from Lima he'd be going on a strict diet and going to the gym every day. He still needed to keep in shape.

Sam had left his dog, Cameo, with his neighbor, Angie. Sam wasn't at all worried about how she'd handle the boxer, she was a vet. And she was extremely cute.

But what Sam was on edge about was the fact that he'd never made it big. He didn't have a fantastic story to tell everybody. Like how Mike and Brittany were now dancers, Artie was a big time director, and Rachel had been on Broadway. He was still a singer… that played in clubs and coffee shops.

At least he didn't still live in Ohio.

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A/N: I know that was shorted than usual, but the next chapter will hopefully be longer. Thanks for reading and review please!