A/N Hey guys! Sorry for the wait, but I wasn't sure where I wanted to go with this! I wrote it starting as nothing but it turns out I really liking this one! I don't know who I want Rachel to be with. At this point it could be Jesse, Finn or even Noah to be honest. So yeah, as for Caroline's father…I don't know! I'm open to opinions and I'll hope you'll give them(: So Review please! 3

Jesse POV

I could see her since she walked in. She looked beautiful as ever. But there was pain on her features. I was clear that she was tired and she was using her perfected show face to everyone she came in contact with. I could point out each flaw of this girl because we were exactly alike. She was so talented she could burst. This tiny girl had such a voice that whenever she sang whether it was happy or sad it brought me to tears. But the question was, why on earth was she working here? Sure I had heard she up and left school suddenly, but I assumed she had finally realized she didn't need a Lima high school diploma to make in big. So I was looking out for her name everywhere I was. Nothing. After about a year I truthfully thought she might have died. But then an old friend from Carmel contacted me. He told me how he had in fact seen none other than Rachel Berry with a child on her hip walking into a low grade apartment complex. Naturally this intrigued me. So going on my own to scope out where he had seen her I didn't see her all day. It was a Saturday and not once did I see the mother and child come out of the building.

I found myself always looking out for the young starlet. But she was just nowhere. I asked directors if she had been trying out. All came up with negative answers. They knew her name from the dreadful kiss her Junior year at Nationals. Some even knew her from the what I assume to be thousands of audition tapes sent to them. She was to young of course but they all had their eyes on her. They were equally as shocked as I was that she had not been out and about making her name. They all knew she had graduated a year ago and they were waiting for her. But nothing came in from her. So passing it off I through myself back into my own auditions. I finally got the part of Beast in Beauty and the Beast. Some told me I was made for this part. That I was the Beast. But whatever..

Now imagine my surprise when I come into the little diner for lunch and the next thing I know I and compelled to look up and I see the gorgeous face of Rachel Berry. So she is New York, huh, was she a mother? Is child that Jake had seen her with? Was it hers? Her voice rang out though the small room and I moved so my back was to her so she couldn't see my face. I feared her seeing me right away would upset her and that was the last thing I wanted to do. I wanted her to be able to be open with her. Our past wasn't good. But she and I were so similar that maybe I could help her with whatever was going on. It was painfully obvious there was something , it was more than odd that Rachel Berry was in New York and not even stepping foot into the Broad way scene.

I knew she was stepping up behind me before she even said anything, that's how our connection worked.

"Hello, I'm Rachel Berry. How can I help you." Putting my menu down I looked up to her face for the first time. I could see that she was clearly shocked that I had found her, but only to stumble upon her my accident after searching for her. Ironic really, isn't it?

"Why if it isn't Ms. Rachel Berry. Where have you been hiding all these years?" I spoke with a warm smile. She just stared at me. As if I was a ghost of some sort.

"J-Jesse. What are you doing here?" I'd heard her say the very sentence to me before. Right before she ripped my heart out in front of a crowd of people. She didn't know how I felt about her of course. I always hid every human emotion from people. It equals greater success. Besides, I didn't want to be Rachel and let people see hope broken I was. That's weak. And if there is one thing I'm not that would be weak.

But Rachel on the other hand.. She wasn't weak. No, weak wasn't the right word for Rachel Berry. She was soft, frail, breakable. But not weak. Rachel was one of those girl who took everything that hurt her and made something beautiful. She took that beautiful thing and put her talent into it and wails all of the hurt and pain on stage. The sound coming from that girl is unbelievable. She was so talented and the pain she goes though only adds to the talent. So no, that's not weak. A weak person would it fact be me. As sad as I am to say this maybe I am weak. I lied to Rachel when I said that I thought other people would take my classes that didn't involve show choir. I'm not stupid, I knew I had to go to my classes. But I just didn't. I hated what I had done to Rachel. Throwing eggs at her..such a stupid move.

The girl had in fact done nothing to me. Nothing be love me with all of her being. Then, just like that I was ripped from her. It was Shelby's fault really. I had to go back to Carmel rather than stay at Mickenly with Rachel like I wanted to. I had my full ride to LA to worry about though. Shelby threatened to take if if I didn't go back to her. That would have been just fine if I wasn't majoring in show choir. My parents were never short on money, but my father hated my choices. He told me that a St. James man should do something worth living. He didn't think singing and dancing was a valid career option. So with that he cut me off of a collage fund unless I majored in business, medical, or law. Neither of those option suited me so I simply had to go running back into Shelby's arms.

Then it all really went downhill. The team had heard how The New Directions were actually a rather good team. The voices all mixed together well and they had Rachel. They all thought that if we crushed her she would bring the whole team down. So, they came up with the whole 'Funk' Number to scare the, And boy, did it work. But that wasn't enough for my evil team. They wanted to know I wasn't going to rub to Rachel. So they formed the biggest regret of my life. Egging Rachel Berry. The vegan. It was cruel, cold hearted, and just flat out mean. But they didn't care. They needed to know I was on hteir team and not hers. So I called Rachel that afternoon telling her to come met me. I heard to hope in her voice, and when I saw her running toward me my heart was broken even more. Her Face showed hope. Then it hit her. The first egg. While I just stood there like the major jackass I am. She looked at me with all the pain in her eyes. I hated the fact that I had caused iy. Here she came running out to run into my arms and I egged her. When it came to be mine turn I walked up to her holding the egg. Geisel stood behind me telling me to do it. I should have taken the broken girl into my arms and rushed her home. I almost did it too. But them she whispered. " Just do it Jesse. Break it. Like you broke my heart." The only think my genius self could come up with was " You broke mine first." Right before I cracked it on her forehead. I looked at her with tear filling her eyes and my world fell.

Two days later I was shocked to see her name come up in my phone. Rushing out of practice quickly I answered the phone with all the hope in the world. I wanted her to yell at me. To scream and tell me how horrid of a person I was. But to my surprise when I answered the choir director was on the phone. Mr. Schuester told me to bring my team to their auditorium. When we arrived Rachel walked out and my blood went cold. She looked beautiful, not even hurt anymore. I didn't even really hear what she said . The next thing I knew she was walking back and the music started. The all came out slowly and they blew us away. Their 'Funk' number was much more than I could have imagined. They worked together so well as a team while we all wanted to rip each other's throats out. After they were done we sat there for a few moments. Then when the team started getting up I stayed behind.

She moved on. It was clear in the performance she gave she had moved on. It hurt me in a strange way. I wasn't used to the kind of pain. I was always the more love em' and leave em' kind of guy. But Rachel Berry changed me.

From then on I focused all my energy on our number for regionals. It was the only thing to do that numbed this new found pain. I was cold to the word. To my team. I hated every single one of them. But the person I hated most was my self. They hadn'f forced me to throw the egg. I could have done things differently. But I was weak.

Coming back to the presence I looked up at Rachel.

"I could say the same to you my dear" She shook her head looking at me. Almost as if, if she tried hard enough she could shake the image of me away.

"I'm working Jesse. What would you look to drink?" That time when she spoke she didn't even look at me.

"Rachel, sit. Talk with me." Again she shook her head not raising her eyes to mine.

"I have work to do Jesse. Flag me down when you're ready to order"

With that she walked away. But I didn't falg her down. I just sat were I was and watched her.

A/N So, I hope you guys liked the new chapter! I will be working on multiple stories at the sanme time but the more you guys review the more I will write! So PLEASE review review review! Muah! xoxox