A/N: Sorry I reposted this, I just found so many grammar errors while I read through this and it bothered the crap out of me haha. I'll be posting Chapter 7 later tonight :)

Five days later.

Rachel's audition went wonderfully, so wonderful in fact, that she already had a call back. On the day of her first audition, that Monday, she went in nervously, but when they asked her what she was going to sing, she smiled with confidence. "I'll be singing Defying Gravity from the musical Wicked." She said.

They all smiled at her, and she proceeded to sing.

When she was finished, she looked at Robert Ulrich and Ryan Murphy, the producer of this show, along with the few others in the room. She took a deep breath, as Ryan spoke up.

"I think that was exceptionally beautiful." He said, looking at her resume placed before him. "And you came from Broadway, a graduate of NYADA, the exact background I'm looking for when it comes to this character."

"Thank you." She said quietly. Her nerves were getting to her, but she took a deep breath, remaining as confident as possible. From the tone of the rest of the conversation, she knew she did just fine.

"We'll be in touch." Robert said as Rachel headed for the door.

"Thank you so much once again." Rachel said, walking out.

She was so relieved that the audition was finally over.

Now here she was, five days later, hearing back from them already. Robert had called, asking if she could come in and do a callback.

"I would love too!" she said happily.

"Wonderful. How about Tuesday morning at nine?"

"That sounds perfect." Rachel said.

"Now one thing..." Robert said, before hanging up. "We would like it if you could sing the song 'Don't Stop Believin' by Journey" he said.

"Oh…yeah, yes of course." She said.

"Wonderful. See you then darling." He said before hanging up.

Rachel sighed looking at her phone for a moment, before turning the screen off. She hadn't spoken with Finn since he left that Sunday morning. She smiled, thinking of him. She thought of him often. She had done what he told her about the audition and well, it must have worked somehow.

She knew he didn't have her number yet since she had never texted or called him. She felt like an asshole for doing something like that, but the thought made her so nervous. However, she knew she wanted to see him. She had to see him; especially now.

She turned her phone screen back on, scrolling through her contacts to his name. Taking a deep breath, she hit the call button.

She waited as the ringing kept going; her heart beating faster with each ring that passed. She was relieved when he didn't answer; but it bothered her.

"Hey, it's uh…Rachel." She said when the voicemail beep went off. She paused. What did she say after not keeping in touch with him for almost a week? "Call me if you can…or want." She said before hanging up the phone.

She threw her phone on her bed before walking in a circle, bringing her hands to her face.

"What're you doing?" Quinn then asked, appearing in the doorway.

Rachel spun around towards her. "Freaking out over how much of an idiot I am, what about you?" she said.

Quinn looked at her. "What?"

Rachel sighed. "I just called Finn, for the first time since I saw him. If that doesn't make me stupid, I don't know what does."

"Wait, you haven't talked to him since Sunday?" Quinn asked.

Rachel shook her head. "Nope."

"Are you insane?" Quinn asked incredulously.

"Perhaps." Rachel said. Quinn's pep talks weren't exactly something Rachel looked forward to. They weren't much of pep talks anyway, they were more like repeated slaps to the face.

"I take it he didn't answer?" she then said.

Rachel nodded. "Right."

"Maybe he's at band practice?"she offered.

"Wouldn't you know?"

Quinn shook her head. "Why would I know?"

"You're dating his best friend!" Rachel said loudly.

Quinn's eyes widened. "Okay, okay. Calm down. I can ask Puck if you want."

Rachel nodded quickly. "I want you too."

"Alright." She said, pulling out her phone, sending Puck a quick text. "There, now calm down girl." She said.

Rachel rolled her eyes. "Quinn." She said seriously.

Quinn looked up at her from her phone. "Hmm?" she said gently.

"I can't stop thinking about him." She said quietly.

Quinn smiled. "Of course you can't. What confuses me is why you haven't talked to him sooner though."

Rachel sighed. "Do you think I royally messed it up?" she then asked.

Quinn shook her head. "Nah." Just then she looked down at her phone. "Yeah, he's at the studio." She said quickly.

Rachel nodded. "I'm going. Where is it?" she asked.

Quinn looked up at her, laughing. "Are you serious? No way. When did Rachel Berry become so spontaneous?"

Rachel laughed. "Right now."

Quinn looked at her, giving her directions.

"Wait, the one right by here?" she asked.

"It's not right by here, but it's only about ten minutes away." Quinn replied.

"The one I run by all the time?" Rachel said loudly, sounding shocked.

Quinn shrugged. "I don't exactly know your running paths, but sure?"

"Oh my God, why am I just now figuring this out?" She said, walking around Quinn. "Wait." She said, leaning back in the doorway. "Thank you so much." She said quietly.

"Go get em." Quinn said quietly as Rachel grabbed a pair of flip flops heading out.

She had decided to walk there, enjoying the daylight. When she was around the corner from the studio, she took a deep breath. Her heart beat was already picking up, and she wanted to turn around, feeling instantly out of her comfort zone. He hadn't called her back, and this made her nervous. However, if he was busy, he was busy.

She walked in the studio, not having any idea where to go, hoping he was still there.

"I'm sorry, where is uh…" she paused. "…Bonnie Dune at?" she asked the first person she saw.

The person shrugged. "Sorry, maybe she knows." The lady said before heading out the door.

Rachel turned, asking the next person she saw.

"Studio B." the man said.

"Thank you so much!" she said, walking past him.

When she found studio B, she took a deep breath once more, turning the door handle as quietly as she could possibly be. She didn't hear any music, and when she walked in, she saw them sitting outside the recording booth in a group, talking quietly.

Finn looked up, hearing the door open. When he saw her tiny body standing in the doorway, he stood quickly.

"Rachel!" he exclaimed, walking over to her. "What're you doing here?" he asked, sounding surprised.

Rachel looked up at him, feeling the others' eyes on her as well. "I don't…." she said quietly. Why was she there?

Finn turned his head towards the rest of them. "I'll be right back." He said, opening the door, Rachel stepping out behind him.

"Sorry." She muttered.

Finn smiled. "No, no, don't be sorry. Just a pleasant surprise that's all."

"I uh…I tried calling you." She said quietly.

Just then, Finn fumbled his hand into his pocket, grabbing his phone. "Ah you did." He said, showing her the screen. "Sorry, it's been on silent."

Rachel nodded. She felt silly for coming. "I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to bother you…" she began, wanting to turn around and run away.

"You're not bothering me." He said. "What's up?" he then added, looking down at her.

Rachel shrugged. "I uh…I just…."

Finn raised his eyebrows. "You can say it."

"It's just, I know we haven't talked in a few days and…" she shrugged. "I wanted to see you….I got news today that I have a callback Tuesday and….I don't know, it's all thanks to you."

"To me?" Finn said, sounding confused.

Rachel nodded. "Yeah, I did what you said. Remember, you told me that night to just go in with confidence and sing the first song I chose?"

Finn nodded.

"And I did. So thank you." She finished.

"Anytime but….is that what you rushed over here to tell me? I don't want to sound mean, but you haven't bothered to call or anything and…" he stopped, shrugging.

"I didn't know what to do. You left without saying goodbye." She said quietly.

Finn smiled. "I know, and I apologize for that but…" he paused. "…that didn't mean I didn't want you to call or anything. I sort of thought maybe it was because I kissed you and I'm sorry if you didn't want me too but the next day…"

Rachel smiled. "Finn, no that's not it. At all. I just….I don't want to rush anything." She said finally, letting out a breath of relief.

Finn nodded. "Look we can talk about this later….I…I really have to get back to work." He said.

Rachel nodded. "Oh, y-yeah. Right." She began. "I'll just talk to you some other time." she said, turning away.

"Hey, wait!" He yelled, taking a few steps towards her.

She turned, looking up at him. He reached down, grabbing her wrist lightly. "You don't have to leave." He said genuinely, looking into her eyes.

Her heart skipped a beat. "I don't want to be a bother…"

"You're not ever going to be a bother, so quit saying that. I don't want you to run out of here, knowing I might not see or hear from you again for a while." He said quietly.

Rachel smiled. "You will see me again though." She said. "I promise."

Finn shook his head. "I don't care; I still don't want you to leave."

Rachel smiled. She liked how he was always so honest.

Finn smiled, opening the door, letting her walk in before him, laughing when she fit right under his arm perfectly, not having to go around him or duck under it. She was just that small.

When they approached the table where they were all sitting, Finn smiled, introducing her to the other band members.

"Well, it's nice to finally meet the famous Rachel." His band mate, Jeremy said, giving Rachel a small hand shake. "He likes to talk about you a lot." He added.

"I do not." Finn said defensively as Rachel politely talked to all of them.

She sat down closely to Finn as she listened quietly as they began to discuss the song they were about to record. She felt his arm brush up against hers, and looked over at him, smiling as he talked to them all. It was interesting to see them all at work.

"Are we going to record that cover?" Another band mate, Sean asked looking over at Finn.

Finn shook his head. "No, that's just for the show tonight." He said quietly.

"What song?" Rachel asked, chiming in to the conversation.

Finn looked at her, smiling. "I can't tell you."

Rachel raised an eyebrow. "Oh, alright." She said simply, dropping the topic. She sat quietly, while they talked and it wasn't long until they headed to the booth.

"Do you want to wear these?" Their manager asked her, handing her the headphones. She nodded, putting them on and momentarily after, they began to play. She smiled, watching Finn.

When they were finished, she looked up at him once more, finding him looking right at her. She gave him a thumbs up and he smiled.

000

That same evening, Rachel watched as they played, remembering back to the first night she had been there. She smiled, thinking of how nervous she had been compared to now. After they left the studio, they had hung out for the few hours in between then and their show time. That evening, she chose to go to the bar alone with him. Borrowing one of Quinn's short black party dresses, she had smiled, approaching him as he looked at her.

"You look…." He began.

She nodded. "Thank you." She said, knowing he didn't even need to finish.

Now here she was, surprised at the fact that she was even alone with him, watching them rock out on the stage as people around her went crazy.

She turned, feeling eyes on her, smiling at the guy who was standing there next to her.

"They're pretty good." He said when he caught her eye.

She nodded in agreement, before looking back towards them, Finn specifically.

"And tell me how a girl like you is here alone." The guy then said in her ear.

"I'm not alone." Rachel said quietly, suddenly feeling uneasy. She tried to shy the guy off, turning her attention to Finn once more, who was eyeing the guy already. She took a few steps away from him; however, she couldn't escape him.

"Oh come on." The guy said, slipping his hand around her lower waist, his hand resting gently on her ass.

"Stop." She said, pushing the guy off of her.

She turned to walk away but the guy grabbed her wrist. "Hey." He said quietly before leaning in for a kiss, his hand returning to her ass once more.

"I said stop!" Rachel yelled, throwing her drink directly at his face.

The guy pulled away, staring at her incredulously.

"Hey!" Finn then yelled into the microphone.

She turned her head quickly up on the stage towards Finn before returning her head back towards the guy standing before her.

"You bitch!" the guy yelled.

"Hey!" Finn yelled again, standing up, jumping off the stage headed towards them. He walked past Rachel, putting his hand on the shoulder of the guy who had began to walk away.

"Hey. I'm talking to you." Finn said angrily, forcing him to turn around.

The guy turned around and began to laugh. It was obvious he had been drunk. The band had stopped playing, and the people who were crowded around the stage, were now straining their heads trying to figure out what was going on.

"I'm just curious…" he began sarcastically. "…but did you lay a hand on her and then proceed to call her a bitch?" Finn asked the guy, pointing back towards Rachel.

"Finn, don't." Rachel said quietly standing behind him cautiously.

"Who, her?" he began to laugh again. "That crazy bitch?" he said again.

Finn nodded, pursing his lips before forming his hand into a fist. He had seen everything from the stage and even from up there, a deep anger had coursed through his veins. He threw his fist, punching the guy square in the jaw.

People gasped around them and Rachel brought her hands to her mouth as tears instantly filled her eyes.

Finn looked at the guy angrily, who was holding his jaw. "Lay a hand on her again and you'll get another, call her a bitch one more time and I'll make sure you never see daylight." He threatened, before the guy threw his own punch, hitting him near his temple.

Finn took a few steps back before they began to fight.

"Finn!" Rachel began to yell hysterically as people pushed her out of the way as they tried to break up the fight.

"Hey! Hey!" The bartender yelled, rushing over to them, breaking them up as well. "Get out!" he yelled loudly as people began to stray away from the scene. "Out." he repeated to them both.

Finn looked at the guy in the eyes angrily once more as he started walking out, forgetting everyone around him.

A/N: If there are any grammatical errors, I apologize! As always, let me know what you think :)