The next morning, Finn Hudson woke up at seven o'clock on the dot. Normally he'd sleep much later, but he was excited. Knowing she'd be up to begin her morning routine, Finn picked up his phone and selected Rachel's contact.

Ring. Ring. Ring. Beep. Beep.

Finn pulled his head away from the phone instantaneously as the 'busy' beeps drowned his hearing. He turned down the volume as quickly as he could for future instances before hanging up the phone, confused. Who could she possibly be talking to so early in the morning?

Suddenly, his phone rang, revealing Rachel's name and the picture they took together at school the day before on his screen. He smiled down at the picture, thinking of his girlfri-er, almost girlfriend and how magical the night ahead of him was bound to be. Escaping his thoughts, Finn picked up the phone. "Hello, angel."

Rachel blushed on the other end of the line. "You called?"

"I have somewhere I want to take you tonight."

"What, so my closet isn't the most desirable place to be? I'm offended!"

Finn chuckled, sitting up in his bed. "As much as I love your closet, I believe this location will be more to your liking."

"Great; I'm excited. Pick me up at eight, okay? I have something to tell you as well."

"Can't wait to hear it."


Eight o'clock couldn't come around slower. Both teens waited in anticipation for their time to see each other, and once the clock struck seven fifty-nine, Rachel kissed both of her dad's 'goodbye' and waited by the door for Finn to appear. Once he did, he pulled up into her driveway and watched as the brunette briskly sat down in the passenger's seat, an almost bittersweet smile stretched across her face.

She placed a soft kiss on Finn's lips before asking, "Where are we going?"

"It's a surprise," Finn explained, pulling out of the driveway. "But I'm absolutely positive you know the place."

Rachel nodded and sat back in her seat. "Alright; I'll play along."

Finn pulled the car into the abandoned theatre and a smile grew on Rachel's face. "You are simply too perfect," she told him as she turned to Finn, who was goofily grinning.

"I know."

The two both got out of the car and once inside, looked around.

"It seems like just yesterday we were here without any knowledge of one another," Rachel commented, her eyes shimmering in the moonlight coming through the single window by the front door that lit up the entire room.

Finn placed a couple of lanterns around the room for light, and Rachel became puzzled. "Finn, what's going on?"

Finn took a deep breath and met Rachel in the center of the room where she stood. He then took her hands into his own and looked straight into her eyes. "We don't have much time left to be together. I mean, even if you weren't to get that part in the play that I can't remember the name of... I'm still graduating and you'll still be in Lima." Rachel nodded before interrupting.

"Yeah, that's what I wanted to tell you about."

"Oh, right. I forgot about that," Finn loosened his grip on Rachel's hands. "What's up?"
"I got the part," she told him, a slight smile appearing on her lips.

"Rachel..." Finn pulled her into a tight embrace. "That's amazing, Baby Girl. I'm so proud of you."

"But there's more to it," Rachel continued as she pulled away from the hug that Finn surely wasn't ready to let slip yet. "They want me in New York tomorrow afternoon to begin rehearsals. They said the casting took so long that it almost ran into rehearsal time and..." Rachel drifted off as a tear escaped her eye. "I can't just let this opportunity go, Finn. This is a once in a lifetime chance."

"No, Rachel, please," Finn said, trying to comfort the girl who was nearly breaking apart in front of him. "You don't have to let this go, Rach. Please, please don't cry."

A teary-eyed Rachel Berry looked up into Finn's eyes and nearly broke. "I don't want to leave you."

Finn picked up the brunette and placed her on the counter she had sat on the first time they met there. Softly, he spoke. "I don't want this either, but this is your dream." He looked her, once again, directly into the eye, and then down at the heart-shaped locket she wore around her neck which he took into both of his hands and held tightly. "And I'll always be with you, Rachel. Right here."

Rachel nodded, sniffling back her tears. "I know you will. I'm not giving up on this."

"Maybe one day our paths will cross again, but for now, we have tonight."

"I love you, Finn," Rachel said truthfully, her gaze still fixed on his.

"You're not even my girlfriend," Finn teased, trying to lighten the mood.

"Oh please, Mr. Sawyer; I've always been yours."

"I love you, too, Rachel," Finn said with a slight smile.

"I have a feeling I know why we're here. Some unfinished business to take care of, I believe?"

Finn smirked, "Why, does this seem familiar at all?"

"Well, I was here with a man named Tom once, but we didn't really get to the good part."

"May I pick up where he left off?"

"Please do."

And with that, they were off. Rachel unclothed the young man hastily and he did the same for her, intent within every touch and affection within every collision of their lips. Rachel's breathing became sharp and short as she felt the young man's erection pressed against her thigh, and once he climbed over her she watched in the lantern light as he rolled a condom on, and glanced up into her eyes. "I love you, Rachel."

"I love you too, Finn," she replied before groaning with pleasure as he slid into her. The wetness of Rachel's centre made Finn grin devilishly while thrusting into her. The brunette continued moaning Finn's name and bucked her hips up to meet his. The chemistry between them was undeniable as they made love in the abandoned movie theatre. The two spent their time whispering sweet nothings into each other's ears with loud moans and 'I love you's' scattered throughout the night.

Once finally finished, they laid layered on top of one another, breathless. "Damn, Mysterious Girl... You sure you're a virgin?"

Rachel laughed, still catching her breath. "I'm happy I could make this last night worthwhile."

"I'm going to miss you so much."

"I'll miss you, too."


The bird's chirped their usual cheerful tune that Sunday morning in Lima, Ohio. Only Finn could hear it, though. Rachel was already long gone.


Wow, this has been such an amazing experience for me. An epilogue will be coming up tomorrow, so don't give up on Finchel yet! I'd love to thank those of you that have supported me and my writing this entire way through. You all mean so much to me and I'm so lucky to have you. :) 3