A/N: I'm trying to make these author's notes shorter, but I just can't get over how awesome you guys are. But you all knew that. I won't get all sappy on you guys again but, Thank You. That is all.

Chapter 6.

Rachel awoke in her bed. Her room was dark and her head was pounding. She looked to the digital clock that glowed beside her bed. 2 Am. It had only been a matter of hours since she had last seen Jesse. It would only be 11 where Jesse was. She picked her phone up to call him. He was probably already in bed though.

I can do this. She thought. It's only 3 months. I went much much longer than that without seeing him. I can handle three months.

Rachel closed her eyes and tried to go back to sleep. She lay there for what seemed to be hours, with no success. Again she turned to the clock. 2:05. She sighed, and got up, taking her cell phone and jacket to the back yard. She wondered through the yard to the gazebo and sat there, thinking about her past with Jesse. She hugged her jacket closed around her.

She had always said that she hoped one day she would be able to forgive him, but she never thought it would have happened so fast. She had always told everyone that asked, that she was over him. Finn had even asked her, if Jesse were to come back, would she let him back in her life. She had said, no, she didn't know if she was strong enough. Now all that didn't matter anymore. He was back, and he was in her life. For good.

Rachel did something she often did sitting in the gazebo by herself; she sang.

Snow falls on the city
white on white
It's the color of hope
on an unforgiving night
you kissed me into ruins
sin on sin
now I've gotta love your love letters
written on my skin

I can't tell the stars from the downtown lights
If i said I was truly over you
my heart would say amen
but I'd give in to the cold caress of 2 am.
If I admit I can't get used to this
will my heart break again?
as i fall into the waiting arms of 2 AM

someone's scratchy music through the walls.
sirens weavin' thru the streets
i must have missed your call
gathering up these nights
black on black
i know your voice like it's my own
and it makes my heart go slack

I can't tell the stars
From the downtown lights
If I said I was truly over you
My heart would say amen
But I give in to the cold caress of 2 AM
If I admit I can't get used to this
Will my heart break again?
As I fall
Into the waiting arms of 2 AM

Oh
If I said I was truly over you
My heart would say amen
But I give in to the cold caress of 2 AM
If I admit I can't get used to this
Will my heart break again?
As I fall
Into the waiting arms of 2 AM
Of 2 AM

Rachel stood looking out the gazebo, thinking about where Jesse was and what he was doing. A chill ran through her and she shoved her hands into her pockets, only to find an envelope in one of them. She pulled it out, with a puzzled look on her face. She turned it over in her hands, and saw that it said Rachel.

She ripped open the back, and pulled out a letter.

Rachel,

I know that you are going to be mad at me for getting these for you, and you'll spend time trying to think of ways to make it up to me, but don't bother. These are as much for you as they are for me. The are open, so you can chose when to use them. I already miss you and I haven't even left yet.

See you soon,

Jesse St. James

P.S. Again, stop being mad because I spent money on you. You know how my parents are.

Rachel smiled as she read the letter. He knew her so well. She reached into the envelope and pulled out the remaining items. She gasped slightly when she realized there were 3 round trip plane tickets to Los Angeles in her hands. Anger flashed through her when she realized how much that must have cost, but then she remembered his words. Don't get angry.

She smiled and looked up into the night sky, at the stars above her, wondering about Jesse again.

Jesse laid on the roof of his range rover, looking up at the stars, thinking about Rachel, and wondering if she had found the tickets yet. He didn't care if she got mad, as long as she came to see him he didn't care if she yelled at him the whole time, as long as he got to be with her.

He knew how Rachel was about him spending money on her- she wasn't too happy about it. But it wasn't like he was going to spend it on himself. Besides his parents gave him all the money he needed for every little trivial thing. This, however, was something that he truly wanted, so he gladly took up their offer to pay for tickets.

Jesse's parents were wonderful to him. He loved them, and they gave him everything. If he was being honest, he would have said he was spoiled. They bought him everything he could have ever wished for, and had never missed more than a handful of performances-they tried their best to get out of business trips, and things of the sort when he had something going on, but some nights there was no way around it. They were so supportive, both financially and emotionally.

But Jesse got so much crap for it. His parents donated the most money for Vocal Adrenaline's boosters, they were practically the ones that bought the auditorium for them. For this reason, everyone thought Jesse's parents bought him his scholarship to UCLA, and he never knew if people were really his friends, or just friendly to him to get his money.

Jesse had worked so hard to show everyone that he had earned the spotlight in Vocal Adrenaline, and he was always trying to overcome his circumstances- although they were good to him. He just wanted to show everyone that he could make it on his own, and that he truly did have talent. His voice was the one thing he could say his parents hadn't bought for him.

They had payed for his dance lessons, acting lessons, piano lessons, payed for him to go to the best school in the area with the best show choir, and academics, they even payed for him to have a tutor who basically did all his work for him, even though he could do it himself. He was tired of having them live his life for him, and that's why he went away to college.

Because no one knew him in LA. He could make friends for real this time. He could hide that he had money, and really show his talent. He could rough it in the dorms and live off Ramen Noodles. He could just be normal for a change. Well, of course that is, normal anywhere but on stage. He was the star on stage, and everyone knew it. It only made it sweeter that every knew he had worked to get the spotlight, and he loved it.

The only thing that would have made things better, was having Rachel there with him. As he looked up to the stars above him, he thought maybe, just maybe, the one he loved was looking at the same stars.

This thought put him such at ease that he fell asleep laying on the hood of his car.

A/N: Short chapter again, but I thought it was a goo place to stop. Considering what's coming next, you would too. I was thinking about making next chapter very very VERY lyrical. Maybe with 3-4 songs, it won't all be lyrics but I have big plans.

I had originally picked out specific fonts for Jesse and Rachel but apparently they won't show up here. =(

Song in this chapter: 2 AM- Alexz Johnson.

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