"Is everything in the car?" Rachel Berry asked, rolling down her window. Finn Hudson smiled at the sight of her face. "Yep," he replied, opening his door and sitting down in the driver's seat of the car. He took Rachel's hand into one of his own and used the other to start the engine, placing one hand on the steering wheel as he backed the car out of the driveway. Rachel stared blankly ahead. "You feeling okay?" Finn asked, squeezing her hand.

"Yeah, I'm fine," she replied lifelessly, managing a weak smile. "Why did you say we couldn't fly, again?"

"It's expensive, Rach. Money doesn't grow on trees."

"Oh, right." Rachel sighed and leaned back. Although she had come from a wealthy family, she knew Finn didn't have the kind of money to be used on something that could be done a cheaper way. That was just the way Finn was. The only time he had ever splurged on something was for the ring Rachel wore on her finger today. She fiddled with it. The gleam of the sunlight through the open window caused the diamond to sparkle on her finger. Rachel couldn't help but smile down at it as Finn pulled up to the train station. Briskly, he got out of the car and opened the door for her. "Thank you," Rachel said, planting a soft kiss on his cheek. Finn blushed slightly and flashed her his famous smirk, as she walked to the back of the car and opened the trunk. She grabbed her trademarked pink luggage and handed him his black suitcase. They both approached the station, Finn's arm wrapped around Rachel's waist.

"Why don't you wait here," Finn suggested, leaving Rachel at a bench with his and her luggage, "and I'll go get the tickets." Rachel nodded and sat back as she watched him walk away. She looked around. This was all too familiar: the train; the pink luggage; the destination. Flashbacks of her and Finn's senior year break up came plummeting through her thoughts. A shiver went down her spine and she began to shake, her palms sweating. Her heart beat heavily in her chest; surely everyone in the train station could hear it as loudly as she could. As she saw Finn walking back, she tried to compose herself, but a single tear formed in her eye. This was followed by another as Finn approached her, and one more as he leaned down next to her and pulled her into a tight embrace. "You'll be okay, baby," he whispered so only she could hear, and sat down next to her, reaching into her pink luggage to take out her medicine, labeled "Rachel Berry – Siderodromophobia". Finn handed her a pill and a water bottle from his suitcase. He held her hand and squeezed it tightly. "It is, after all, only a train."