A/N: Kind of a long chapter, kind of a smut chapter & kind of a good chapter? Haha idk let me know anddddd enjoy because if you didn't enjoy reading this, well then that wouldn't be good.

All grammar errors are mine too.

January 14th, 2018

Rachel thanked her manager and said goodbye to her coworkers as she left. It was only one in the afternoon, which gave her plenty of time to shop around. She didn't have anything in particular to buy; she just wanted to find a way to kill some time that day. Tina had started that pilot come the first of the year and Quinn was also at work today. Knowing she really had nothing better to do, she decided to treat herself to something nice.

She glanced down at her phone seeing two missed calls. There was one from Finn, and one from an unknown number. She frowned at it before checking her voicemail.

Her heart stopped as she paused in place right in the middle of the Grove, listening as the lady spoke on the phone. An audition. For William Morris Endeavor. She looked down at her phone, astounded. How did a big agency like that not shred up her resume? Most of the other agencies she sent resumes into must have seeing as she heard back from less than half of them. Her heart was pumping out of her chest as she called back, setting up an audition for as soon as she could.

Rachel didn't even know how she managed to get through that entire conversation, but she did and she had an audition slash interview in two days. It was time to prepare for what she figured would be one of the most important interviews of her life. She would shop some other time.

With that, she headed quickly to the parking lot, heading straight home, her mind rattling through song ideas quickly the entire way.

000

"Finn, wait. Does this have anything to do with that text you sent me on New Year's Day?" she then asked. "Oh God. You didn't like, land me the audition did you? I wanted to do this by myself!" She was in disbelief.

"No, I didn't. Well maybe I talked to my agent to contact the theater division but I swear I didn't force them to do anything."

Rachel sighed loudly.

"Dude, I promise you I didn't do anything like that. I said you had put in a resume and stuff though, yes."

"Dude" Rachel retorted.

"I don't see why you're angry about this. I thought you would be thrilled." He said flatly. They were somewhere in South Carolina, or somewhere like that. He had told Rachel, but all this audition stuff fogged her memory and she didn't even remember. Besides, he's been far too many places as it is.

"I'm not angry." She replied.

"Well quit with your sighing and pouting and crap. I don't have to see you to know you are, by the way."

"Alright, ya big grouch." Rachel replied as she browsed the web; aimlessly online shopping to kill time. She had already planned out the perfect song, knowing there was no other song. Besides, she followed through with Finn's words of encouragement from months before, deciding that singing the first song that came to mind worked out better after all.

"I'm sorry, I'm just tired." He said.

"Then go." She said blankly. She was sort of annoyed by his attitude. She had called him the second she got home, knowing she only had about an hour or so until he had to go to the venue. He was excited for her but it almost sounded like a false excitement, which led them to this part of their conversation.

Finn was silent.

"Hello?" She said, a moment later.

"Mhm." Finn muttered.

"If we aren't going to talk, then you can hang up now." Rachel said in an agitated tone.

"I don't get why you're angry."

"I'm not angry!" Rachel yelled. "I just don't want you to do things for me. I'm a big girl, y'know."

Finn sighed. "I'm not going through this again with you. There's a difference between a favor and spoon feeding you things, you know."

Rachel rolled her eyes. "Well this felt like a spoon feeding."

"No it didn't. If I wasn't honest with you, you never would've even known I threw a good word in and well…you'd be that overly ecstatic Rachel Berry right now wouldn't you?"

Rachel paused.

"I'm right." Finn said after a moment of silence. "Or you would've said something in your defense as usual."

"As usual?" She asked. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"Rach, quit overanalyzing and getting all personally offended." Finn said. "It means you don't give up that easily."

"That's true." She said. "Quit being so grumpy or else I'm hanging up this phone effective immediately." Rachel then said. 'It's obviously his time of month or something.' Rachel then thought, refraining from saying that thought aloud.

When he was silent once more, Rachel caved in. She didn't want him to be in this mood. "Thank you for putting a good word in, I suppose." She said, trying her hardest to sound sincere.

"Yeah." Finn replied shortly.

Rachel sighed. "Is everything okay?" Maybe there was a larger underlying problem with his change in attitude.

"Everything's fine, Rach. I just want to go home. This touring thing has been fun and I've met a lot of cool people but I'm done. I just want to be in my bed in my own house, lying around, doing absolutely nothing with the girl I'm absolutely crazy over in my arms."

Rachel smiled. "And who might that be?"

Finn chuckled. "Let's just say she's ridiculously tiny, Jewish, hates her nose even though it fits her perfectly and sometimes she talks too much."

"She sounds like a trip." Rachel noted.

Finn laughed. "Well, I love her very much, despite everything." Finn said as Rachel giggled. "This is going to sound cliché and silly but you sort of keep my sanity in check. Not that I'm insane or anything." He added.

"You've got like two more weeks." She then said encouragingly.

"Yeah, well time is dragging on. And I'm so sick of Sean. I could leave this band because of him." Finn's attitude-like tone had returned.

"You wouldn't do that."

"No, but that is how much of a douche he is." Finn replied.

Rachel bit her bottom lip, trying to think of the right words to say. "I'm sorry." She said lightly.

Finn chuckled. "It's not your fault baby. I just really really want to be home right about now."

"Well hey. When you get back you'll enjoy it that much more then." Rachel said reassuringly.

"I know." He said.

They talked briefly before Rachel had decided she better get off the phone now, to prevent an argument from happening. She loved him very much, but not in that kind of mood. Sure he had lightened up there towards the end, but she knew it was delicate and could relapse at any moment just from a few words. She understood his exhaustion and annoyance but she almost wanted to yell at him to be a bit more grateful about his life. She shrugged it off, thinking about other things. After the show he would be fine; he always was.

000

The day of her audition came quicker than she thought and she was parked outside the office of William Morris, taking deep breaths as she leaned her head back on the headrest of her seat.

'You can do this. You are a star.' She whispered to herself as she breathed in and out. 'They're going to love you and you're going to blow them away with your astounding rare talent.' They had to like her didn't they? They're a large agency that tends to only represent big names, she must've done something right to get to this point. She stepped out of the car, knowing she only had minutes to enter even though she was early as usual.

She smiled politely at the receptionist as she entered the office of Emma Shuester. She was a theatrical agent, and she mostly set her clients up with Broadway type show and films, and also off-Broadway tour shows in various cities across the country and Canada.

She smiled as she shook her hand before taking a seat across from her.

"So, Rachel. I know you're going to sing here very shortly but I just wanted to say a few things."

Rachel swallowed roughly, trying to remain calm. Her nerves were killing her.

"Now, you're resume is not as extensive as some of our other hopefuls and though this isn't a bad thing, I will say that I did hope to see some more professional type shows on this piece of paper." Emma began.

Rachel nodded. Her voice was so friendly and light, she had no idea how the lady before her was able to turn people away. She didn't seem like she would be that kind of person at all, but it was possible. People were unpredictable.

"However, I am certainly impressed by the few things that are on here. A graduate of NYADA for starters. That's not an easy school to get through let alone all of the things you had managed to do while there. I called your reference, and she seemed to be quite blown away by your talent. Not only that, but the fact that you were Wendla Bergman in Spring Awakening shows that you obviously possess talent that is raw enough for a role such as that."

"Thank you." Rachel said quietly in an appreciative tone.

"Now let's talk about your look. I know you've been turned down numerous times by it, am I correct?"

Rachel nodded. She had no idea how she knew that.

"Well I just want to tell you to forget all of that. Those people have no idea what they're talking about. Everyone is unique and it's not about that; it's about the acting and the singing."

Rachel nodded. She liked this woman a lot.

"With that being said, I'd like for you to begin the audition process. Song or acting, whichever you choose, though I know you can do both."

Rachel smiled and stood and without any further ado, she began to belt out the first song that came to her mind; Don't Rain on my Parade. She wanted to show Emma that sure she could sing, but she could also conquer the last notes, the hardest on any song she's ever had to sing. However, Barbra Streisand was her idol and she had been singing that song ever since she could remember. This was going to be a breeze.

When she was finished, she opened her eyes, looking down at Emma. "Wow." Emma said quietly, looking down at the paper. "I'm glad I chose to go through with this." She said as Rachel sat once more.

Rachel's heart was beating quickly, but it wasn't from the shortness of breath.

"Well I like you already." Emma said after a few moments of silence. "I think you would make a great client, a friendly one at that, and one who is deserving of any role they were given. I think you're going to be fabulous in the industry." She said. And just like that, the compliments flooded in. "Sure you may not have that look Hollywood is used to, but you definitely have the talent. You're a natural beauty and I would love to represent someone like you who is going to make it big one day."

Rachel's smile shined brighter than the sun as Emma spoke.

"I must ask you one thing." Emma then said.

Rachel nodded. "Anything."

"You do think you'll be a star, correct?"

"Oh, absolutely." She said proudly back.

"Good. Confidence is key." Emma said as they began to discuss the basic things Rachel would need to know from here on out. Rachel tried her hardest to pay attention but she couldn't help but want to jump over that desk and hug the similarly tiny woman before her. This was going to change everything.

000

Finn had Skyped her after his show about how her audition went and Rachel ecstatically told him everything, recalling every single second as if it was her new favorite movie.

He was naturally happy for her, as they talked the night away. Finn was cooped up in the tiny bed he had on the tour bus with his laptop on his stomach as his head rested on the pillow. The dim light reflected off of his face as he spoke. He obviously didn't want to be distracted by Jeremy this time. He had his headphones in as well so he was the only one that could hear her.

Rachel sighed heavily. "Oh I wish you were here." She exclaimed dramatically after she finished her story, her laptop on her desk in her room as she spun back and forth lightly in the chair she was sitting in. "I miss that face…and body. And everything." She said. She felt like she was beginning to sound like a broken record, but she didn't care.

Finn smirked. "Soon enough."

"Remember a few days ago when you were being mean as all hell?" she then asked curiously.

Finn nodded. He didn't like the way she referred to that, and he instantly regretted making her feel like he was that mad.

"Well I was online shopping and guess what I bought? I want to show you it." She said.

Finn waited as she returned with a bag, Victoria's Secret written on the outside. He gulped as he instantaneously pictured her in some sort of lingerie.

Her hand moved frantically throughout the bag until she pulled out what she was looking for. "Aha!" She said as she arranged the stuff in her hands, a tiny bikini in place. "Check it out, I am so excited."

"Rachel, it's January…" he said with a laugh.

"I don't care; it's never too early to shop for this kind of thing. Besides the weather here is far different than what I'm used to so I could probably strut around in this come February or March."

"Please don't do that." Finn said.

She looked at his face on the computer screen. "Seriously?"

"Well, not in public. I mean, if you want to wear it for me, feel free. Actually, please do." He said, looking at the pieces she had in her hand.

"Are you telling me I can't wear this to the beach?" she said with a smirk.

"You can, but only if I'm there. If not I'm pretty much insinuating you go in pants and a sweater." He replied playfully.

Rachel laughed. "Oh stop." She said, before falling silent. She looked as if she were contemplating something before speaking up. "I can show you it now. I mean…how I look in it." She said.

Finn's eyebrows rose. "Y-you could…" He said. The thought of her talking to him through a computer in nothing but a bikini ran quickly through his mind. That wouldn't help anything, and he hated that he was across the country at that moment more than he usually did.

She smiled at him genuinely before she began to un-button his shirt that she had on, her hair falling to one side. God was she sexy.

"W-wait." Finn then stammered. "In front of me?" he then asked.

Rachel looked up and giggled. "Where else?" She asked back.

"It's just…" he paused. "I'm a guy you know."

Rachel's brows furrowed. "I'm well aware." She replied, undoing the last button before letting the large loose shirt fall from her shoulders.

Finn smiled as he tried to pry his attention away from her bra. He couldn't see below her stomach which he thought was probably for the better, but his eyes fixated on it. It was the familiar navy blue lace bra that he had taken off of her before. If only he could actually be doing that physically at this exact moment.

As she put her hands behind her, beginning to undo the bra clasp, Finn stopped her. "Uh…I…I don't know if you should do that like, right there." He said nonchalantly.

"Why? Is it turning you on?" She asked.

"Well…yeah." He said honestly, making a mental note of his slight arousal in his pants.

"Good." Rachel said as she continued what she was doing.

Finn's eyes wandered as he tried to wrap his mind around this. How did she manage to be so incredibly sexy all the time when at first glance anybody would just mistake her for a quiet, shy girl. "That's not good." He replied back.

She ignored his comment as she allowed the bra to fall as she quickly replaced it with the bikini top, her hands fumbling with the ties on her mid back. Finn watched her as his erection grew. He really didn't want this to be happening but she just looked so good, he wasn't about to tell her no.

"It's uh…cute." He said, trying to resist telling her all of the things that were running through his mind.

Rachel smiled. "I thought so. The little hearts all over it definitely make it."

"Yeah." He said as she stood.

"Maybe I'll step away for this part." She said with a smile before stepping out of view. Was she acting nervous? Finn sat there patiently while his mind wandered once more. Just the thought of her currently changing into the tiny bikini made his boxers feel even tighter around his length. He was going to have to take care of this later, and damn Rachel for knowing exactly what she was doing.

"Okay…see?" She asked stepping back into view, leaning down so he could see her face.

"I see it." He said.

"Do you like it?" She then asked.

"Y-yes." He stammered. "You have such a sexy body." He finally said.

Rachel smiled. "It's about the bikini though, not my body."

"Uh huh." He said. "And you weren't trying at all to turn me on in the process."

"Maybe a little…but it's no fun knowing there's nothing I can do about it." She admitted. "I just wanted you to be the first person to see this on me."

"Well, it's good. I give it a ten." He said, talking about her body more so than the bathing suit.

Rachel smiled as she looked at him. "I'm glad you like it."

Finn looked her up and down before she grabbed his shirt, throwing it on over her suit. The pressure between his legs started to drive him insane as he tried his hardest to not make it evident. There had been many times while he was gone where he'd let his mind wander to thoughts of her, and for the lack of better words, he'd have to relieve himself but not in her presence at least.

"Now that's a really good look for you." He said. "My shirt and that suit. You should show up to the airport with that on please."

Rachel smirked. "Finn Hudson, oh my gosh. No."

"Why not? It would make for a really nice welcome home gift."

"Oh please. You can have more than that when you get home." Yeah, she was definitely doing this to him on purpose.

They talked for a bit longer before Finn said he should probably be getting to sleep. After all, it was late where he was but he also wasn't sure whether or not he could contain himself for much longer.

Rachel agreed, looking straight into the camera before disconnecting. "By the way, I'm not responsible for any of that." She said.

"Any of what?"

"What you're about to do." She said with a smirk. "Though it is kind of hot knowing that I make you feel that way." She admitted.

Finn smiled. "You can watch if you want."

Rachel gave him a look of disgust. "Oh God no, that's far too perverted." She replied.

Finn laughed. "Well for the record, I think I might just let this one go. Though you make it really hard for me to do that."

"Oh I make it hard that's for sure." She said playfully. "I'll call you tomorrow, alright? Get some sleep."

Finn nodded. "I love you."

"I love you babe. Goodnight." She said, forcing herself once more to disconnect.

Finn closed his laptop and set it on the bottom of the bed before lying down completely. Jeremy had been sleeping for some time now and though it always made him uncomfortable, he couldn't help it. It was his girlfriend, and it's not like it hadn't happened before while he was gone. His hand instantly wandered down to his throbbing member.

0000

The next morning, Rachel awoke thinking of Finn. She smiled to herself, thinking of the night before, before looking at her phone. Just eleven more days and he would be home. She was more than excited. He would land in Los Angeles the morning of January 28th and his final show of the tour would be that evening. She lied in bed and stared up at the ceiling. She wanted to make it memorable, but how? She thought of a few ideas before settling on one that was particularly interesting to her.

She sat up, quickly running out of the room. "Quinn?" She yelled out. "Hey Quinn!" she repeated until she saw Quinn stumble out of her room.

"What? Is everything okay?" She asked.

"Oh just fine. I need Jeremy's phone number. I can't ask Finn for it but I'll tell you all about it if you just give me his number."

"Okay, alright. Calm down girl." Quinn said heading back in to grab her phone.

Rachel dialed the number as Quinn read it off to her before putting the phone to her ear. "Thanks so much." Rachel said. "I'll be back in a few."

"Hey Jeremy, it's Rachel." She said quickly when he answered.

"Oh hey." Jeremy said, sounding taken aback by her call.

"I have a quick question for you." Rachel replied.

"Sure, shoot." Jeremy said.

"Is Finn near you?" she asked.

"Yeah, why?"

"Okay, walk away from him or something, this has to do with him but he absolutely cannot know I even called you." Rachel said.

"Okay, what's up?" he asked as Rachel began talking out her plan with him. Yeah, this was definitely going to be perfect.

A/N: I just want to say one thing, I haven't a clue how talent agent auditions go, I just know there is an audition part of it. If it's wrong, don't sue me. I'm a nursing major and that's two completely different things lol. Also, I hope you liked how I tied Emma into this. So will Will be tied into this somehow too? Okay that's all I have to say Happy Sunday! (Or Monday if that's what day it is where you are haha.)