"W-w-w-why?" Rachel stuttered out.

"Because I just heard you Rach. Come on, we need to talk." Jesse said standing up and turning the light on and climbing on the bed next to her. He took her hand in his and looked her in the eyes.

"Now, Rachel, I know you probably have some questions for me. But have some for you as well." Jesse began saying and she nodded. "You first."

She sighed but began to speak. "How's UCLA?"

"Cut the crap, Rach." He snapped. "What do you really want to know? Otherwise you wouldn't have come here, all the way from Ohio."

She sighed again, "Alright fine. Why did you leave? With no explanation or anything, don't you think I at least deserved that?"

"Of course Rachel, you deserve a lot of things. But I'm not one of them, or the other way around. I don't deserve you"

Neither of them spoke.

"I know you tried to see me, the day I left." Jesse said breaking the silence of the room.

"How?" Rachel replied looking up at him, for she had been staring at the covers on his bed.

"Maria." He answered.

"Little snitch…." Rachel replied. He smiled and laughed quietly. The room was quiet again, and neither said anything until Jesse again broke the silence.

"Do you have anymore questions?"

"Yes."

"Well what are they?"

"Was it a lie? Was it all a lie, Jesse?" She whispered quietly, a few tears streaming down her face.

"No. We were real, Rachel."

"Then why? Why the eggs? Why the betrayal? Why couldn't you just have told me you were going back to Carmel, I would have understood. Or at least tried too, it would have been a lot better then seeing you onstage with the rest of them with no warning."

He sighed. "We started our real, Rach. I swear. After seeing you at Sectionals, hearing your voice which blew the rest of the Vocal Adrenaline girls out of the water, I had to find you. I had to know you. I had to sing with you. When we met in the music store, it was a complete coincidence. But I recognized you immediately. And you, of course, did too." He said with a smile. Rachel's cheeks turned a soft pink but Jesse continued. "We sang, and I liked you. A lot. But when Shelby found out about us, I really don't know how, but I've learned not to question her methods." He said shuttering and Rachel giggled. "Well, she decided to use us for her benefit. To meet you, I swear Rachel none of it was ever supposed to hurt you, or your chance at Regionals or anything like that; it was just about you meeting Shelby."

She nodded and showed she believed him and he sighed and began to speak again. "And then I convinced Shelby that transferring to McKinley was the best way to reunite you. She didn't understand at first, I told her that I had to gain your full trust, and leaving Vocal Adrenaline would do that." She nodded and a few more tears trickled down her face. "But that wasn't the truth." Her head flew up and looked at him quizzically. "I could have gained your trust without transferring, I mean look at me." Rachel broke out into a smile and playfully pushed his shoulder.

Jesse laughed, but Rachel spoke, "Then what is the truth? Why did you transfer, if you were so sure you'd gain my trust anyway?" She said with a smile.

"I wanted to be closer to you, be with you more. Get to know you better." Jesse answered with a genuine smile. "I was really starting to like you Rach, and I thought if I told you the truth, we could still be together. You would meet Shelby, I would go back to Vocal Adrenaline and everything would be fine. But then came the Run Joey Run video." He said with a sigh and Rachel dropped her head in shame.

"That made me realize something Rach, I was here for Shelby. Though I admit we would still probably be together if she hadn't asked me to do this for her, but still. So I sucked up my pride and came back after Spring Break. I gave you the tape. And then I left. I just wanted you to continue your life as if I had never entered, but Vocal Adrenaline had other ideas. They said I had to prove my loyalty. And I guess you know the rest, I chose my career over you. Do I regret it? Everyday. I should have known that only Shelby would be able to take away my solo, or kick me out. But when they made those threats I was under a lot of pressure. And my judgment was under their influence and threats, and I did what I did. And I can't take it back, but I hope you can forgive me." He finished and Rachel looked up at him.

"I forgive you." She muttered quietly.

"Thanks Rach. Is that all you're questions?" She nodded. "My turn?" She nodded again.

"Alright, first, why did you go to see me the day I left?"

"I knew you were leaving, I just wanted to see you again. Get some answers. But you were already gone." She said quietly.

He nodded. "Why are you here, now?"

She sighed. "Pretty much the same reasons, I got too fed up of having no answers. I needed them, Jess. So I flew out here to get them. And I wanted to see you." She said, blushing again.

He smiled. "Did you miss me?" He asked playfully.

"Yes." She answered seriously. "The longer and longer I hadn't seen you the more things kept reminding me of you. Something you said, something about us. I busted out in tears when Quinn turned Romeo and Juliet on." She finished laughing.

He pulled her into a hug and kissed the top of her head.

I whispered into her ear, his cool breath sending shivers down her spine. "I missed you too, babe."

She pulled away and stared into his eyes. It seemed like forever, that they just looked at each other. Until Jesse starting leaning in, and Rachel didn't back away.

He laid a soft, but passionate, kiss on her lips. She let herself melt into it and granted his tongue access to her mouth.

Their kiss started getting more and more heated and Jesse grabbed Rachel's hips and slid her so she was on her back and he was hovering above her.

He moved his mouth to her neck and kissed her in the spot he knew drove her crazy. He smirked as she moaned his name.

Just then the door flew open to show a very intoxicated man standing there.

"Whoa, wait to go Jess!" John, the boy who helped Rachel find Jesse's room, yelled with a drunken smile on his face, "Oh hey Rachel! I see you found Jesse."

Rachel turned red and Jesse chucked a pillow at him. "Get out of here, man!"

John laughed and turned and shut the door behind him.

"Sorry." Jesse muttered and Rachel took his hand in understanding. "I do have one more question for you." Jesse said and Rachel raised her eyebrows.

"What were you planning with that little piece of lingerie?" He asked with a smirk, and what felt like the hundredth time that night, Jesse made her cheeks flame red.

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I'm so sorry it took me so long to update this. I've had ideas with other stories and have been working on those, and had writers block with this story. I'm also sorry this was so short, but I just wanted to get it uploaded.

I have been really busy lately and have had a lot of stuff going on.

I just got back from a week's vacation visiting my sister and she doesn't have a computer so I couldn't work on it there, and I've had a lot of volleyball practices, and working.

I've also been really upset lately, because a really good friend of the family, he's like my uncle, his daughter was best friends with my sister while they were in grade school and high school and my parents and him and his wife have always been really close friends. I mean I know I can count on him for anything, and I can trust him, me and my sisters used to stay the night at their house when my parents would have to go out of town.

Well, last weekend, he was diagnosed with ALS, or more commonly known as Lou Gehrig's disease. It has no cure. And we don't know how long he has to live, I did some research and about 50% of people with this live from 3-5 years from their diagnoses, but we're hoping since he's a little bit younger than the average people that get it that he'll have longer to live.

He's not as upset about as his family because he knows he's going to heaven. He's not scared of death, but more of what his death will do to the people he loves. He's scared he'll miss his son's wedding, he just had a grandchild.

But I've just been really emotional, crying when I go to sleep, so if you could pray for him it would be greatly appreciated.