Plot Summary: Rachel runs off to Julliard after graduation, leaving a depressed Finn in Lima. He enlists in the Military, going overseas, unannounced to Rachel. Rachel gets a phone call from a distressed Carole, begging for Rachel to come home, but why?

A/N: This is my first fanfic, so advice is greatly appreciated! 3 I'm a huge Finchel fan, and I plan to add a Faberry friendship, some Quick fluff and Klaine fluff.

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, but a girl can dream, right?

Chapter One: You'll be with Me, Like a Handprint on My Heart

"Miss Berry, sound check in 5."

"Thank you, 5!" Rachel called from her dressing room. Her make-up artist was adding the finishing touches of green face paint. She had finally become a Broadway star. Her life was perfect… almost.

"Momma!"

Rachel turned in her seat to see her manager, Mercedes Jones, carrying her son, Christopher. Her stylist, Kurt Hummel trailed behind, his eyes fixated on his iPhone.

"Hi sweetie!" She smiled, holding out her arms. Chris ran quickly into them, giving his mom a bear hug.

"Momma green!" he giggled, touching her face. Rachel heard an exasperated sigh from her make-up artist, and realized why when her son's hand became covered in green paint.

"Chris, honey, momma's gotta get ready for her show. I'll see you at intermission." She picked up her son once more and kissed his forehead, before handing him off to Kurt. Kurt briskly walked from the room. Mercedes looked at her, a smile on her face.

"You've become a great mom, Rachel." She stated, before walking from her dressing room. Rachel's make-up artist began to touch up her green paint, so she picked up her phone. She noticed a voicemail icon in the corner of her phone. She shooed away her make-up artist and played it back.

"Hi Rachel… Err; I hope this is your number. I got it from Kurt while he was here last weekend..." Rachel giggled softly at Carole's words; however she could hear a sound of worry from her tone of voice. "I know you may not want to hear this, but I need you to come home. It's about Finn."

Rachel played back the message a second time, her heart dropping to her stomach.

"KURT!" Rachel practically screamed, waiting for the boy to enter the room. Kurt rushed into the room, looking panicked, holding a frying pan from the prop room.

Rache couldn't help but giggle. "Why the frying pan, Kurt?" She asked, smiling. The worry was still clear in her eyes.

"I thought you were being attacked. I thought I'd be able to help. I saw it in an episode of Friends." He chuckled. "What's wrong, Rachel?"

Rachel frowned, and hit play on her voicemail. She let Kurt listen to the voicemail and saw his face drop. "I'll be back. Get that green off your face."

A look of confusion crossed the starlet's face. "Wha-? Why?" she whined, her lower lip jutting out into a pout.

"We're going to Lima."

A/N: Sorry it's so short! But I'll work on making them longer once I get out of school, graduation and everything is taking up my time at the moment. Again, reviews and advice are greatly appreciated! 3 R&R!