Hey! Im back. Sorry its taken me a while. I don't really have any excuses other than i am rubbish! I promise not to be!Ive made this extra long as way of any apology...
Im trying to think up ideas for my next fic...monchele/finchel based? If anyone has any ideas...let me know!
She smiled down at their entwined hands. Never in a million years did she think this would happen again. Finn and Rachel were on their way back to her parents to pick up Amelia. Life was finally perfect and she had everything she needed in one place. Well everyone and not everything. All her belongings currently residing in their old apartment back in New York. She wondered when she would have to go and face that.
He walked around to the passenger side of his car and held the door open. "Thanks Finn, your so chivalrous" winking at him before she climbed into the car, but not before catching his famous half smile to himself, at least this time he knew what she meant.
He started driving but not in the direction of the Berry residence, last time he had done this, he had put on a train to New York. That did not end good and sure he followed her quickly, but it still hurt her too think about it. She was starting to worry when she realised he was driving to McKinley High. They pulled up in the teacher's bay out the front. Rachel was confused, she knew he taught here and was extremely proud of him, but why did she need to be here? Although she was happy to be with him, part of her needed to be with her daughter, she wasn't used to being this apart from her this long and this many family members being around to help out.
"Why are we here? Oh, its Monday? Please do not tell me you are gonna make me wait for you whilst you teach, just because you were late getting out of bed!"
"Well. That would be your fault wouldn't it? You wouldn't let me get up" he just folded his arms and smirked in victory.
"Anyway... that's not the reason, we will go home at lunch, I've already checked with your dads. There are a few people I want you to meet." His eyes bored into her's pleading with her. He knew she was a sucker for that look.
"Well ok but I am NOT staying here all day Finn." She sighed and followed him out of the car and into the familiar school hallways.
She gasped. It was like nothing had changed here, everything looked exactly the same, she followed Finn in silence and he lead her down the hall. She stopped outside her old locker. Funny, it was a non descript locker, but it held so many memories for them. Not all of them good. He just smiled and took her hand and he guided her into what she assumed was his classroom.
"Can you wait here for a sec Rach? I just have to grab a few books and stuff, but I promise you I will be right back." Before she could answer he had bolted, leaving her in the silent room. She wasn't sure how she felt about being back here. Looking around, she suddenly realised exactly where she was, she hadn't before, being so distracted with the old place. She was currently standing in the choir room. Again along with the rest of the school, it looked exactly the same as the day she left. Then it clicked. Why would Finn have this room? She scanned the room, Drums check, piano check, a wall of trophies behind glass check. Yup this was still used a music room. Finn had not told her exactly what he taught and now she realised. He taught music. The sole thing that had brought them together.
Before she could collect her thoughts, Finn walked through the door again, carrying a cup of coffee in one hand and a pile of sheet music in the other. He saw the worried look in her face and began asking her what was wrong.
"Im fine...Finn, do you teach music?"
"Yes."
"Why? Why music? Why not be a coach? You were good at football, most sports?"
And then he said what she knew already, but needed to hear him say it.
"Because it connects us, when I lost you, I found the nearest thing. You showed me what music can do to someone, you touched me with it, and as I couldn't ever reach you anymore, I decided to show others. It made me feel connected to you, even when we were apart. And I chose here to teach because its where it all started for me and it held so many reminders of us, in a better place that I could still hold onto."
She could feel her eyes welling up, she stepped towards him and gave him a gentle kiss on the cheek." That was one of the loveliest things anyone has ever said to me and since when did you get so good with words?"
"They kinda make you in college. Plus I'm the teacher now. I have to be a good role model, plus listening and writing music helps."
Rachel was taken by surprise "You write – can I read something sometime?
He turned to answer but was interrupted by the loud bell and a flurry of kinds bundling into the room, all pushing and shoving on another. One by one, the settled down and the room fell quiet when they realised a stranger was also in the room.
Hey guys...have a good weekend? I did and I'm sure you will find out why. Anyway today's lesson will be an extra special one, because we have an extra special guest, a ex new directions member and also Broadway star, one Miss –
"Rachel Berry." A small blonde girl stood up "Aren't you? You're Rachel Berry? From Broadway?" The blonde girl stared at Rachel in awe. She reminded Rachel of someone but she couldn't think who.
She glanced at Finn, he was grinning like an idiot and nodded at her, as if telling everything was ok.
"Yes, I am, and if I may ask, how do you know who I am?" It was a first for Rachel. No one outside New York knew her name and although West Side Story had done her a career the boost it needed, she was no Barbra yet.
"Because you played Maria. I saw you. I went with my mom. We both thought you were really good. You deserve a Tony." She saw a flash of something she wasn't sure of on the girls face.
Rachel smiled as to reassure her. The girl looked nervous, but maybe if she met a young Broadway star she admired, she guessed she would be nervous to.
"Well I don't quite know about that, but thank you, it means a lot."
Finn stepped next to Rachel and addressed the class, but looking at this blonde girl intensely as if having some unspoken conversation.
"So, well Rachel here was our star and she still is shining just as bright. We are currently studying Broadway and I thought maybe I could ask you to sing for us? Just one song so we can hear a real Broadway talent and maybe answer a few questions any of the kids have?"
She was nervous. Sure she could sing, but in front of Finn? That hadn't happened in years and she wasn't prepared, but she was not going to let that stop her.
Turning to the class, she asked if anyone had any requests.
"The song that got you into NYADA. As one of the only student's that left his dump for New York, can we hear how you did it?" The voice belonged to the small blonde girl again, her eyes were glassy, with some sort of emotion again.
Rachel nodded "Sure, if that's ok with everyone, then for those of you who don't know. I sung Its all Coming back to me now by Celine Dion." She heard a few groans from a few of the kinds who clearly were not fans, but who were quickly silenced with a glare from Finn. She smiled meakly at him and walked to stand on the familiar spot she once craved to sing on. "I sung this at Nationals, the first time we won in years."
She took a deep breath and started to sing:
There were nights when the wind was so cold
That my body froze in bed
If I just listened to it
Right outside the window
There were days when the sun was so cruel
That all the tears turned to dust
And I just knew my eyes were
Drying up forever
I finished crying in the instant that you left
And I can't remember where or when or how
And I banished every memory you and I had ever made
But when you touch me like this
And you hold me like that
I just have to admit
That it's all coming back to me
When I touch you like this
And I hold you like that
It's so hard to believe but
It's all coming back to me
(It's all coming back, it's all coming back to me now)
There were moments of gold
And there were flashes of light
There were things I'd never do again
But then they'd always seemed right
There were nights of endless pleasure
It was more than any laws allow
Baby baby
If I kiss you like this
And if you whisper like that
It was lost long ago
But it's all coming back to me
If you want me like this
And if you need me like that
It was dead long ago
But it's all coming back to me
It's so hard to resist
And it's all coming back to me
I can barely recall
But it's all coming back to me now
But it's all coming back
But you were history with the slamming of the door
And I made myself so strong again somehow
And I never wasted any of my time on you since then
But if I touch you like this
And if you kiss me like that
It was so long ago
But it's all coming back to me
If you touch me like this
And if I kiss you like that
It was gone with the wind
But it's all coming back to me
(It's all coming back, it's all coming back to me now)
There were moments of gold
And there were flashes of light
There were things we'd never do again
But then they'd always seemed right
There were nights of endless pleasure
It was more than all your laws allow
Baby, baby, baby
When you touch me like this
And when you hold me like that
It was gone with the wind
But it's all coming back to me
When you see me like this
And when I see you like that
Then we see what we want to see
All coming back to me
The flesh and the fantasies
All coming back to me
I can barely recall
But it's all coming back to me now
If you forgive me all this
If I forgive you all that
We forgive and forget
And it's all coming back to me
When you see me like this
And when I see you like that
We see just what we want to see
Al coming back to me
The flesh and the fantasies
All coming back to me
I can barely recall but it's all coming back to me now
(It's all coming back to me now)
And when you kiss me like this
(It's all coming back to me now)
And when I touch you like that
(It's all coming back to me now)
If you do it like this
(It's all coming back to me now)
And if we
As she finished the last note, she realised she sung the entire to song to Finn and his eyes never moved from hers. His face was tight with emotion, and a tear had rolled down her cheek. That song was them. Those words described their exact situation. Neither had ever thought it would be when she had sung it first time round.
A moment seemed to pass between them, before one of the student coughed, causing a few students to laugh in the awkwardness.
Finn still hasn't moved, he seemed rooted to the spot and looked like he had forgotten where he was as he continued to stare at her.
"Mr H, dude, you are not cool, like we know she's hot but she probably has some theatre stud, so like stop staring. Yo! Mr H!" a student, who reminded Rachel so much of Puck had moved over to Finn and was shaking his arm
Rachel glared at Finn and flushed red at the same time. She found it funny she would be considered "hot" by a high schooler, but right now her husband was being an absolute moron. She would never have sung the song if she knew it would upset him like this. So as Finn had lost the ability to speak, she spoke for him.
"Actually, you couldn't be more wrong. I am in fact Mr H's wife, believe me or not."
"No way", the kid looked half impressed." You are wayyyy to cool for him, Your voice rocks." He smirked over at her.
Wow, this kid was smooth, she made a mental note to check with Finn if he did have any relation to Puck. Especially by the way all the cheerleaders seemed to have formed all the way around him, hanging off his every word.
She smiled back at him. Even she had to admit, this was a bit awkward even for her who was the queen of filling silences. An entire classroom of students staring at her, and the teach had gone mute.
"Well does anyone have any questions for me? She was met by a dead silence.
That seemed to snap Finn back from wherever he was. Rubbing the back of his neck, he stood slowly and walked to stand next to Rachel. "Well you heard her. Really, she is my wife, and no we are not discussing this now, you all knew I was married. Look I think that's about it for today. I all want you to go to the library, research your favourite Broadway show and write me a paper on it, 500 words. Each of you. No Complaints. And if they are all done in a week, I'll see if Rachel would maybe come back for a master class for those of you in Glee Club? Great, See you lot later.
He waited for all the students to leave before turning to her..."Sorry, I don't really know what happened back there. I was sort of freaked out, that song was eerily us. And your voice, I'm not sure what New York has done to it, but wow Rachel, I didn't think you could get any better, but you proved me wrong..." He bent down and lightly kissed her on the forehead. "I have next period free, how about I run you home? I know you want to see Amelia, give me two seconds, I just need to grab some notes from my office". He turned around, and one more Rachel was left alone.
She heard footsteps enter the room, "wow that was quick, I could have come you know?"
She turned round to stare into the green eyes of the blonde girl who had spoken to her earlier. She still looked worried and Rachel was honestly worried about her.
"Are you ok? You look a little worried?"
She shrugged it off and smiled but it didn't reach her eyes. Again Rachel couldn't put her finger on it, but felt like she knew her.
"I just wanted to come back, and say you were amazing, I really wish I could sing like you. It's incredible. Anyway I just wondered if you could sign something for me? I didn't want to ask if front of everyone, they would forever tease me for fangirling on you, but you're an inspiration to me, and I really did love your show."
"Sure thing, have you got anything in particular you want me to sign?"
She smiled as she watched the girl pull a small notebook from her rucksack and s sparkly pen covered in gold stars. She could see the cover of the notebook was covered in cut out pictures of all things Broadway, It really was quite sweet.
"The gold stars...sorry I was reading about you, and you said it was your thing, and my mom encouraged me as well, maybe take a tip from an idol you know? She shrugged, clearly embarrassed.
"Hey, its fine, have you see n my nose? If that's not me channelling Barbra then what is?" She grinned widely at the girl, who grinned back.
"So, who shall I make it dedicated to? The pen hovered over the page as Rachel waited for an answer.
"Erm...well, erm" the girl gulped, and her voice dropped to a whisper "if you could make it out to, erm Beth."
It fell in to place. This was Beth, Quinn and Puck's Beth. Now she knew why she thought she knew her, she was so familiar. Rachel gasped as she made the connection. Her mom was also Beth's. It had to mean one thing.
It was at that exact moment Finn walked back into the room looking confused "What's going on here?"
Before anyone could answer, Beth grabbed the notebook from Rachel's hand and fled the classroom without a second glance.
Finn turned to face Rachel. She held up her hand to stop him from talking.
"Finn, I'm not too sure what just happened, but I think I I have a fairly good idea and if there is anything you want to tell me, NOW would be a very very good time to start."
So? And don't worry, its still gonna be all about Finchel! And again if anyone has any ideas for another fic. Let me know!
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