"Falling from Cloud Nine"
Chapter two.
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, or anything else you might recognize. *Authors' note at the bottom*
"For once, I actually did it. I got the case over Puckerman. I'm the one going to New York, not him. And I'm going to see Rachel Berry again.
"How is she? What does she look like? Does she still wear those adorable plaid skirts and sweaters with horses and other animals on them? I'd never thought I would admit it, but I think I miss Rachel. I miss her loud mouth in Glee, I miss that her confidence never wavered, even when she was feeling at her worst. But I know that I definitely don't like her. I haven't even seen her since high school. Get yourself together," Finn thought. He mentally cursed himself for thinking all those wild thoughts.
Rachel glanced at the airport international clock. Finn would be here any minute, and Kurt was on a date with Blaine.
Rachel nervously started smoothing down her hair just as the intercom lady announced that the flight from Ohio was arriving.
Her phone suddenly started playing the ringtone of Madonna's 'Express Yourself.'
*Rachel berry, stop fixing your damn hair like I know you're doing. You're going to make it greasy. Anyways, Blaine says hi and good luck. call me after.*
Rachel frowned. She wasn't touching her hair! Well, not that much anyway. Rachel reached up again to fix her hair one last time, before the passengers started exiting the plane.
Finn anxiously glanced at his phone for the twentieth time before walking off the plane. He hoped Ryder or Puckerman or even his mother would text or call. He needed something to stop himself from looking for Rachel like a little boy looks for his mom. He needed to keep his calm. He needed to- wait was that just Rachel?
Finn tapped the so-called Rachel in question on the shoulder. "Excuse me, are you Rachel Berry?"
'Rachel' turned around. Her eyes widened in surprise as she recognized the deep voice.
"Um, wow. Yeah, I'm Rachel. You must be Finn!"
Stupid stupid stupid. Don't act like you've never met him.
Finn gaped momentarily at the brunette standing right in front of him. Boy, was she short! And her hair. What he wouldn't give to run his fingers through those gorgeous honey locks...
"I'm Finn!"
What's wrong with you Hudson? Stop saying your name like a freak.
"Nice to meet you!"
Berry, you can do way better.
"Soo, do you want to get going? Which hotel are you staying at?"
'Nice save, Berry-pants,' Rachel's inner Santana smirked.
"Sure! I'm staying at this hotel near the police station, it's at the corner of First Ave and Newport Rd."
"I think I know which hotel that is. My aunt owns that hotel. Its a very nice one, don't worry! I'm about ninety-nine percent sure there's no bugs. Well, it was reported when the health inspector came, but that was like a year ago so who knows what's going on now." Rachel chuckled nervously.
Finn awkwardly grinned. "That's good!"
Rachel gave him a small smile. "Lets go, the limo won't wait for us any longer if we stand here."
Did she just say limo?
Rachel turned on her heel and walked to the car lot, where the limo was waiting for them. Finn had no choice but to follow after her.
"It went okay. I may or may not have acted like a total idiot the first five seconds..." Rachel frowned.
Kurt rolled his eyes. "Rachel, stop. You did fine. And from what you told me, he pretty much acted like an idiot too, so there's no blame."
Rachel moaned and threw herself back on the bed. "Well, we're both going to have to meet each other at the station tomorrow to begin investigating, don't forget about Clarington. He's the reason Finn even came to New York in the first place! And besides, it's all about the work, not play."
"Though you two will have plenty of time to play in the bedroom..." Kurt smirked. Rachel shot him a look. "Stop being such a perv and go get some from Blaine," she retorted.
Kurt frowned. "What we do in the bedroom in strictly our business, thankyouverymuch."
Rachel smirked. "Anyways, we're getting way off topic. And I'm tired, so I'm going to bed..." Rachel trailed off at the look on Kurt's face.
"What?"
"Well, I was just thinking, isn't it strange that Clarinet, or whoever he is, used to compete against us. He was the choir leader, for heaven's sakes! Everyone thought he was a good guy. Hell, even I thought he was one too! So what happened that made him go way off the track?"
Rachel frowned. "That's actually a pretty good question. I'll write that down for later...and it's Clarington babe. Anyways, I always knew you had a brain inside that little blonde head!" She laughed, ruffling his hair. "For your information, my hair's brown. And stop touching my hair!" Kurt grumbled.
"Okay, okay. I'll stop. I'm going to go to bed, got a big day ahead of me! " Rachel cheerily bade Kurt a good night.
"He WHAT? But we just got here, how could've he known that we're in New York?" Rachel grilled poor Marley Rose, who was sent to inform Rachel that Clarington somehow knew they (Rachel and Finn) were investigating the case.
Marley wordlessly pointed to the flat-screen TV in Rachel's office, and quietly spoke. "Turn on the news, someone leaked to the press what's going on. They probably have it on channel three right now."
Rachel angrily grabbed the remote and turned the tv on.
"An anonymous source reported to us late last night that there is an convicted killer on the loose. Hunter Clarington, alleged killer, had been selling steroids and injecting children with them. He's even been taking them himself. The anonymous source mentioned that Clarington had somehow gotten ahold of a new drug, and it has made him go into a drug-inducted rage, killing innocent people. Clarington had struck again late last night, and the body was found by a walking passerby. We'll have more on the story right after the commercial break." Rod Remington's solemn face disappeared from the tv screen as a Chevy commercial came on.
Rachel mulled this over as Marley anxiously waited for her reaction.
"The person who leaked this us going to have hell to pay," was Rachel's only comment.
"Has someone informed Mr. Hudson what's going on?" Rachel undertook an professional business tone. Marley nodded her head. "Mr. Hudson is currently in his makeshift office, reviewing files. His office is at the end of the B wing if you'd care to visit..." Rachel had already left the office before Marley could finish her sentence.
"Well, how rude!" she harrumphed.
*Authors note*
This is not going to be another cliché fanfic where Rachel and Finn get married and live happily ever after. This is going to focus on the case, and everyone will have their happy ending, I guarantee that at least.
Now, I know I may have messed up a bit in the last chapter. Does anyone know what Ryder and Kitty's last names are? I accidently put 'Rose' for Kitty's last name. Any suggestions? Anything you guys want to see happen? Anything you want in the fanfic? Also, keep in mind these frequent updates aren't going to happen once we all really get into the story. Recommend this to your friends! Thank you all :)
Also, I have a question. Do you want shorter chapters, and faster updates or longer chapters and longer updates?
Thank you all for reading, reviewing, and following!
-Gabby