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Finn never thought he'd be here. He thought after everything they went through, they'd live happily ever after, but it seems fate had another way, a cruel way. On what would've have been their moving day to New York, was now a funeral day. The weather even matched the mood that everyone in. Grief had struck everyone in their own way, but he almost never made it to the church.

Flashback

'Hunny, you have to go. For her! She wouldn't want this' Carole said to her son, who was curled up on his bed, clutching Rachel's dressing gown to his chest with tears running like a river down his cheeks.

'I can't! I can't go!' Finn cried, his body shaking violently with sobs. It killed Carole to see her son like this, but she knew if he didn't go, he would regret for the rest of his life.

'You can. Find the strength she gave to you and use it, Finn! You'll regret it for the rest of your life you don't!' Carole told him. It was a few minutes before Finn sniffled and slowly rose from the bed.

'I'm doing this for her, no one else!' he choked out. Carole nodded and watched as he straightened out his tux, the one he wore that day on Bow Bridge when he wanted her back before he doomed their chances at winning Nationals and landing them 12th place, and grabbed his speech.

'Let's go, hunny. Come on' Carole said, gently to her son, placing a hand on his arm as she followed him out of his room...

End of Flashback

'We'll wait at the car. Take as long as you want' Carole told her son, stroking his arm, before she followed Burt and Kurt to the car, leaving Finn himself.

'How could you do this to me? We're supposed to be in New York right now, sorting out our apartment!' Finn spat out, feeling the anger raising in his chest. He sat down on the ground, not caring that it had started raining and was getting his suit wet. He didn't how long he was sat in silence for, but he never wanted to move.

'We were supposed to grow old together, Rach! You were supposed to become the next Broadway sensation and I was to supposed to become a film director! We were supposed to start a family, get married! Live our happily ever after! Show everyone that we were it, endgame! No matter where we ended up... Whether it was back in Lima or London...What am I supposed to do without you? You were my life, the reason I woke up every morning feeling invincible!' Finn cried, his tears mixing in with the rain, as he finally grieved for his soul-mate's passing...

Finn had gone back home. He didn't really want to face anyone at the wake and he certainly didn't want to face Leroy and Hiram, who were utterly broken like him. He knew it was selfish, but everyone grieves in different ways and he wanted to do it private. He curled up on his bed, throwing his tie on the floor and grabbing Rachel's dressing gown, tucking it under his chin, breathing in her scent.

'It's been seven days since you paralyzed me, Rach! What am I supposed to do?' he spoke, out loud. He could feel a headache coming on and tiredness. He hadn't really slept since Leroy had called him to tell him Rachel had passed away. He was furious with himself and Leroy (when he had finally accepted the news) for telling him to go home and get some sleep. He felt his eyes flutter shut and he fell into a torturous dream, one where he and Rachel were happy and living the life they should have lived.

'So, what should we do now?' asked Rachel, as she lay on Finn's chest, the sheet on the bed wrapped round them as they lay tangled in the sheets.

'Well, first I need to recuperate and second, we need to finish putting everything away or it'll never get done' he said, as he caught his breath. Rachel smiled and snuggled deeper into her lovers chest.

'Can we do that tomorrow? I quite content here, with you in OUR shoebox apartment' she whispered, her finger gripping his head and pulling his head down to meet her lips.

'Mmm I love you, Rachel' he mumbled, as their lips separated. Rachel didn't answer. Her eye were closed thought. 'Rach, you can't fall asleep on me! I'm not that boring am I?' he asked, shaking her slightly. However, when she didn't respond to that, he started to get worried.

'Rachel? Rach, wake up!' He said, his voice starting to raise. He shook her again and got no response. He rolled her on her back and pressed his ear to her mouth. waiting to feel breath on his ear, but it never came.

'NO!' he screamed, his scream chilling sound that he would never forget...

Finn awoke with a start, sweat dripping from his forehead. He choked air into his lungs and breathed heavily. He looked around the room, his hand fumbling for the lamp switch. His breathing started to calm as he came to his senses. He was in his bed in his apartment in New York, his NYU t-shirt sticking to his back.

'Finn?' a voice startled him and looked besides him to Rachel sitting up, rubbing her eyes. Finn let out a choked breath. It had been a dream, all of it had been dream.

'Rachel' he choked out in relief. He startled her when he lunged for her and roughly connected their lips. His hand slid into her hair, pulling her to him, her knees either side of his hips. Rachel pulled away as her lungs burned for air, so Finn attached his lips to her neck, sucking roughly.

'Finn!' Rachel squealed, as he marked her. He pulled away when he calmed down and breathed heavily, Rachel stayed where she was and raised herself on her knees, pressing their foreheads together.

'Babe, what happened?' she asked, stroking his cheeks with her thumbs. Finn revealed in her touch for a few seconds, before he answered.

'A dream, a horrible dream what I never want to come a reality' Finn said. Rachel tell it had scared him, so she them, so she was on her back and his head was resting on her chest, running her fingers through his hair.

'It's okay, sweetheart. Whatever the dream was, it'll never come true'

'I lost you' Finn whispered, his voice like a scared little boy. 'I lost you after what happened at school. I had gone home under orders from yours Dads and you died from complications' Finn said, feeling a tear slip from his eyes. Rachel hugged him tightly, knowing how badly the accident at school had scarred him.

'Well, I didn't die and you're never gonna loose me. We're getting married, Finn and we're gonna live happily ever after.' Rachel told him, as she lifted his head so she could look into his eyes. He smiled brightly at the mention of their wedding.

'Yeah, we are' he said, before he cupped her cheek and kissed her, gentler and calmer than last time, but still passionately.

'Forever' he asked, pulling away slightly, so he could look into her eyes.

'Forever' Rachel repeated, smiling brightly, before connecting their lips again, sealing that promise...

The End :P

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