That's four days as Rachel's fathers had joined to celebrate Christmas with her. They fully used their daughter and New York. Rachel dragged the two men all over the city, and made them discover what his life here. They were, of course, went to Times Square and Broadway to see the daughter's success. Rachel had taken backstage at the theater where she was playing four nights a week. They didn't come from the first and were delighted to see upside decorations.
They were also cruised Central Park, had visited the Statue of Liberty, they saw the most beautiful windows on Fifth Avenue, and had walked to the Brooklyn Bridge. They were not going to complain, but it doesn't even give them a second when respite. She tried to take them constantly, and at the same time, it kept him from thinking too much. Because it was inevitable, whenever she had a free spirit, she thought of him.
Once or twice, she again saw Finn. He was a taxi driver or a seller of roasted chestnuts, just for a second, but she could have sworn he was there.
She had stopped to ask the question, why? Because otherwise, she was going mad. There was no explanation millet, he missed her.
She loved him. Of course she loved him. And she knew it was mutual. But their story wasn't for now. It wasn't possible. They knew both.
Stop thinking about it was easier said than done. Because in strength to fight the day, it was night and in his dreams as Finn Hudson was the most alive. She could see, touch, hear. It was so real. So real that she could feel the warmth of his skin against hers, his breath on her neck, the softness of his lips against hers. Yes, in his dreams, Finn was real. He didn't remember that he was as desire. Without barrier. She dreamed of the words she had so wanted to hear. She dreamed of feeling her body respond again to that of the man. It was so good, and yet so painful. Butterflies in the stomach gave way to a heart tied to each alarm.
Since that night, where after having dreamed that she was lost in her arms and kisses Finn as she woke her throat.
Four in the morning. The night would be long.
Their parents slept on the couch, then on tiptoe, she went into the kitchen and took a bottle of water before returning to his bed. She consulted her diary to check the preparations for the feast she organized with Jesse. She reread these notes and smiled at Jesse annotations concerning the lists of guests "sexy". She looked a few seconds and found the foot of his bed, his father.
" Dad ?! "
" You do not sleep honey? "
" You neither… ! "
" Your father snores ... and last night's eggnog, didn't help matters ..."
Rachel smiled.
" Why are you awake ? You heard your father ? "
" No, no ... I have a little trouble sleeping right now ..."
She hoped that her father wants to know why she had trouble sleeping. She avoided his eyes a moment, and realized quickly too, that her daughter didn't want him to ask questions.
" What is that ?! " He pointed the nose its agenda.
" With Jesse we organize the New Year's Eve. I just check to avoid ... you know, that ... Jesse doesn't do anything! "
Hiram came and sat next to her daughter.
" Why do you want him to do anything ? "
" He thinks my life is boring ..." she pouted.
" And you, what do you think ...? You think he's right ...? "
Rachel sighed. Finally, maybe Kurt and Jesse were right ...
" I feel like I finally have the life I've wanted since I was a child. "
" But you are no longer a child ... Rachel, you have the right to want something else ...! Are you happy ? "
" Yes. "
His response was spontaneous. Of course she was happy.
" And ... do you not want to be happier ? "
She rolled her eyes and sighed.
" Sweet ... no one knows better than you what you want ... Don't let anyone tell you what should be your life, okay? "
She smiled and nodded.
The only problem Rachel, that was what she really wanted. There was a Broadway side, that dream finally became reality. And on the other side, there were Finn. Finn Hudson, who had helped him to realize his dream. But Finn and Broadway were not compatible. Everyone knew, everyone told him. So she had a plan. She was going to have the success it deserved on Broadway, maybe she can go to Hollywood ... And then one day, she would stop. She would return to Finn. Because she knew he would wait. And there she would be really happy. That was his plan. It was their plan ...
Hiram got out of bed and before leaving Rachel, he turned one last time to her daughter.
" Rachel, what happens ... everything will be fine. "
" How do you know ? "
" Because you've found the man who wants the same thing as you. "
Hiram turned and Rachel collapsed in bed, throwing his agenda. Jesse plans would wait a few more hours.
She thought of his long discussion with his father. What did she want ? What did she really want ? And if the plans failed ...? And if she could never be happy as she wished ?
Too many things went through her mind. She understood better why now she had worked as a fierce these last months ... If only be a moment, she thought of all that, she would never have been able to focus on what Broadway. The holiday was a break for Funny Girl, but if it was also a way for her to finally ask the right questions.
Sleep came alone. And Finn was there again. As if that was their appointment secret for several days.
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