I'm still glad you guys are liking this story (or hopefully). Anyways, there is going to be some big drama coming up for Finchel. But rest assured, it's all part of them getting together again. The chapter title is from the song "Poison and Whine" from the Civil Wars. I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING!

After that weekend Finn had with his parents and a lot of thinking, Finn knew it was time for him to get some help. He thought it would be best to go to a counselor to try to get help with not only his marriage issues with Rachel, but also his job stress as well.

This was Finn's first time going to a counselor for this kind of reason. He was feeling a bit nervous, but he found comfort in knowing that he will be talking to a stranger for some particular reason.

When Finn got into the office, they had fill out the mandatory personal paperwork. After he was told to wait in the waiting room and the counselor would come out and get him.

"Finn Hudson?"

Finn looked up to see a guy in a wheelchair with a clip board in hand. The guy then called his name again. "Finn Hudson?"

Before the counselor could say it again, Finn got up and went to him. "That's me."

The counselor looked up at him and smiled. "Follow me." He said and he started wheeling out of the room.

This guy sounds nice Finn thought. Finn had a feeling he would be comfortable with him. The train of thought Finn had went away when they got to the room.

The counselor wheeled to his desk and turned around to face Finn. He then gestured to the couch right by his desk.

"Please sit down."

"Uh, sure thank you."

Finn sat down and put his hands in his lap feeling a little nervous. The counselor then wheeled over from his desk and stopped his chair just a couple of feet away from the couch. The counselor then gave him and smile and then started to speak.

"Hello Mr. Hudson. My name is Artie Abrams. I took a few minutes to look over your paperwork before I called you back here. I understand you've been having marriage issues and some job-related stress. Am I correct?"

Finn nodded. "Yes, Mr. Abrams."

"I can tell you are a little bit nervous. A lot of people are, but I promise you that nothing that you tell me will leave this room. You can tell me anything you want. It doesn't matter what it is. It can be stupid or serious. I just want you to know that I am not going to judge you on anything you say."

Finn nodded his head. "Thank you."

Artie then took out a blank notebook from his bag that was behind his chair and a pen. "Now, what would you like to talk about first? Maybe you're marriage perhaps?"

Finn nodded again. "Yeah. That sounds like a place to start."

Artie wrote something in his notebook and then looked up at Finn and gave him a reassuring smile. "Ok. I'm ready."

Finn took a deep breath before starting. "Rachel and I have been married for five years. The first couple of years were great but the last three, I'm afraid, not as much. We've had a lot of spats and arguments for the past three years and frankly they have gotten so bad that we both want out of our marriage from the look of things."

Artie gave him a sympathetic look and then wrote some more things down before looking up at him again.

Finn took another breath and then continued. "We haven't seen each other at all since our last fight. We were both so angry with other, now Rachel sleeps in the guest bed room while I sleep in our room."

There was a long moment of silence before Artie asked him a question. "If you don't mind me asking, can you tell me what all took place in the fight?"

Finn sighed and looked down. He had already talked about this and he was finding somewhat harder to tell it again, but Finn knew he needed to he could get help. He then looked up at Artie again and nodded and continued.

"Rachel got mad at me because I haven't been pulling my weight at our apartment as far as keeping it in order. She then called me selfish and stupid and pretty much heartless because she said that I didn't care about the people we loved. I know she was referring to her dad. You see, her dad had a stroke last year and she has been going to her parent's house practically every weekend to help out. But after she told me that I was stupid, selfish and heartless, I yelled out her and told her if I couldn't get the respect I deserved, then what was the point of our marriage."

Finn felt a flash of guilt after saying that last sentence. He still remembered the look of hurt and sadness on his face. Every time he thought of it, the guilt just got worse and worse.

After a few moments of silence, Finn looked up to see Artie writing more things down. When Artie finished a few moments later, he then looked up at Finn before talking. "Finn, if you don't mind me asking, do you still love Rachel? You can be honest with me." Artie reassured.

Finn took a deep breath and shrugged his shoulders. "I think a part of me does. But sometimes, I just want to quit on this." Finn took a deep breath. "But I feel something inside of me is telling me to hold on."

Artie nodded and wrote another thing down. "Do you think that's your conscience telling you that?"

Fin sighed again. "Maybe."

Artie then spoke again. "I'm not trying to sound cheesy or anything but it's always good to follow your conscience. It might be telling you to rethink things before you make a bad decision that could ruin your life."

"Well, I don't know what the universe wants from me! Does it want me to miserable?! Cause I sure as hell do!" Finn yelled up at the ceiling. Finn then felt a tear trickle down his cheek. He had not cried about this and he wasn't planning on doing it now.

But he found himself yelling again. "I'm about ready to lose my wife and I lost one of my best friends at work in a stupid fire!" Finn really felt tears stinging in his eyes and his pulse was increasing. Somehow, Finn had reached his breaking point without knowing it.

Finn then felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked up to see Artie, with a blank face. Artie then spook. "You know you can let out any feelings you have here. I want this to be a safe place for you. It's okay Finn. You can let go."

That was all the encouragement Finn needed. Finn buried his face in his hands and started crying endlessly. Artie never left Finn side as he cried.

Finn had never been so thankful to be in a place like this.

It was finally time for the weekend. Rachel had never been so thankful for it. It had been almost a week since her fight with Finn and she was ready to see her dads and get out of New York for the weekend.

When Rachel got to her house, she couldn't help but feel a little sadness creep over her. For some reason, it made her think of Finn. But Rachel tried her best to ignore her thoughts when she knocked on the door of the house.

After a few moments, her papa answered the door with a big grin on his face. Rachel couldn't help but smile at him in return as he pulled her in for a hug.

"Rachela! Hi sweetheart. It's so good to see you!" Leroy said as he rubbed her back.

Rachel melted into the hug and held onto his papa a little tighter. "Hi papa."

Leroy then backed up to let Rachel into the house. "Come on in."

When Rachel got into the living room, she saw her daddy in his wheelchair facing the TV. Rachel then saw her daddy trying to move his head back to see who the visitor was. Rachel quickly moved to stand in front of her daddy. She gave him and beaming smile.

"Hi daddy." She said gently and she wrapped her arms around him. Oh, she only wished she could feel his arms wrap around her in return. Rachel then pulled away and reach out and held her daddy's hand.

"He's doing great today." Leroy commented as he watched the interaction.

"I'm glad to hear that papa." Rachel said with a small smile.

Leroy smiled at her in return. "Can I get you something to drink?"

"Do you have sweet tea?" She asked.

"With lemon?"

Rachel chuckled. "You know me. Yes, please."

When Leroy left the room, Rachel then looked back at her daddy and that feeling of sadness crept back in.

"Daddy, I wish we could talk. I miss hearing your voice so much." Rachel said softly. Rachel's daddy had a look of want in his eyes as she said those words. That look in his eyes made Rachel know that he wanted that same thing as well.

Leroy then came back in and Rachel her drink. "Come have a seat Rachel."

Rachel then sat on the couch as Leroy turned and pushed Hiram's wheelchair s that he was next to Rachel.

Leroy then took a seat next to Rachel and then spook again. "So how are you and Finn doing?"

Leroy and Hiram already knew about Finn and Rachel's fighting in the past and they knew that it was still going on. What they didn't know was how bad things have gotten. Especially after that last fight.

Rachel sighed and took a sip of her drink and looked down on at her hands. "Papa, things have not been ok. Finn and I haven't spoken for almost a week. I'm sleeping in the guest room now."

Leroy then turned Rachel's head so he was looking at him. "What happened?" He asked gently as he stroked her cheek.

Rachel took a deep breath. It never got easier talking about this. Not even with her parents. "I was trying to talk to him about him not helping me around the apartment and he got mad. We went on for a while and then I said some things to him that I shouldn't have said."

Rachel took a shaky breath. She hated this part. Especially because she had brought her own daddy in unintentionally. "I told him that he was selfish and stupid and that he didn't care about the people we loved. Which I was referring to daddy."

Rachel felt tears sting in her eyes. Geez she thought. Would she ever stop crying?

She took another breath. "I tried to say that I was sorry to him but he shouted at me. He told me he was sick of me and asked me what the point of our marriage was if I didn't give him the respect he deserved." Rachel let a few tears tickle down her cheeks.

Leroy then lifted his hand and wiped them away. Rachel grabbed Hiram's hand and looked at him. Hiram had a look of sadness that Rachel knew all too well. She got the message he was trying to express to her. And that was "I'm sorry Rachel."

Leroy then put his arm around Rachel and rubbed her shoulders gently before he spoke the next words softly. "Rachel, I don't think he meant it. I think both of you spoke out of hurt."

Rachel shot a look at her papa. "Papa, we've been at this for the past three years. He sounded pretty serious."

Leroy then asked Rachel another question that she had a heard a couple of times before. "Do you still love Finn?"

Rachel sighed. "I think a part of me does, but honestly, a part of me wants to quit on him."

Leroy starred at her for a long moment. "Rachel, if I were you, I'd hold off on the quitting for a while longer. I don't want you to rush into a decision involving divorce and having both of you hurt. I think you should talk to him, help him."

Rachel opened her mouth to respond but Leroy kept talking. "Finn might be dealing with some stuff too that you may not be aware of. Have you thought of that?"

Rachel then closed her mouth and thought for a little bit. "No." She said after a while. "No, I haven't."

Leroy then spoke again. "Sometimes when people speak out of stress or hurt, they may not always mean what they say."

Rachel nodded. "You're right papa. You're absolutely right."

Leroy gave her a small smile before continuing. "You should talk to him again."

But Rachel shook her head. "Papa, I've tried going to him but he shuts me down. If he wants to talk to me, he can come to me. I don't have to go to him. He has to learn somehow that he can't just yell at me for things he might be dealing with."

Rachel took another deep breath. "It honestly kills me now every time we fight. I don't know if I can take another fight like the one we had. I think right now it's good that we have our own space while we figure things out by ourselves for the time being."

Leroy gave her a sad look. He wanted what was best for his little girl but he didn't want to pressure her into anything she wasn't ready for. He had to trust that, with time, Rachel would make the right decision and everything would work out in time.

"Rachel, have you told anyone else about this?" Leroy could help but ask because he wanted to make sure that Rachel had someone to talk to when she went back home.

Rachel nodded her head. "Yeah, I've talked to my friend Tina about it after rehearsal. She is going to have me meet her friend, who is a counselor, who apparently has been in a situation similar to mine."

Leroy felt so much better after hearing that. Knowing that Rachel would have someone to talk about this kind of issue and maybe get help with it convinced him that Rachel was in good hands.

After the weekend was over, it was time for Rachel to go home. As she was leaving, she leaned over to her daddy and gave him a hug.

"By daddy. See you soon." She whispered in his ear. Hiram gave her a look of happiness and then Rachel gave Leroy a kiss and a hug.

"We love you little star. I think we both are glad that you're going to meet this counselor next week. We just want to you to be okay." Leroy said in her ear as he hugged.

Rachel then pulled back and smiled. "Thanks Papa."

With that said, Rachel stepped out of the house and into the cab at the end of the driveway waiting to take her back to the airport.

On her way back home, she couldn't help but feel that even though things may not be okay right now, they would hopefully be one day.

So now we got both Finn's and Rachel's parents to know what was going on. Some drama coming up but some healing is going to start unraveling. I might be introducing the counselor in the next chapter or the one after that. Can you guess who it is? ;) I hope you guys are enjoying this! Reviews are awesome! You guys rock!