Author: 2vowels5letters PM
Rachel wants to get back into everybody's good books. She decided to organize a trip away with the club at her dads country house.Rated: Fiction K - English - Chapters: 8 - Words: 7,252 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 4 - Follows: 13 - Updated: 07-22-11 - Published: 07-09-11 - id: 7163192
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They go to the funeral and Rachel finds out if her master plan was a success.
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or anything related to glee. I am pretty sure the only thing I own is my phone and my clothes. I also do not own any songs from Les Miserables.
The next morning everyone was asleep in the lounge room. Finn was sleeping on the floor and Rachel was rested on his chest, Blaine was on one of the couches with Kurt curled up next to him, Mercedes was on the other and Sam was right next to her on the floor. Quinn was a sleep next to Puck who was leaning on Lauren. Santana was on the dining room table and Brittany had fallen asleep on the arm chair. Artie was a sleep in his chair and Tina and Mike had the couch cushions. It was only 8.30 when an annoying ring tone started blaring.
"Whose phone is that?" Santana said grumpily with her eyes closed.
"Not mine." Brittany whispered.
Just then they heard someone run into the bunk room. Santana opened her eyes and noticed it was Quinn. She came back in and woke everyone up.
"You better have a good reason for waking us up." Puck said yawning.
"The funeral is in three hours!" Quinn said nervously. "There is no way we will make it home and get ready unless we leave now."
That is when panic set in. Everyone raced to their room, threw on any clothes and managed to leave in the next ten minutes. Rachel had to drive back by herself, and for some reason was finding it hard to concentrate. When she got back into Lima, she quickly jumped into the shower and her dads where waiting to leave when she got out and dressed.
"Honey," her daddy said from the driver's seat. "Mr Schuester called us yesterday saying that you have been written down to sing a song of your choice at the funeral."
Rachel froze dead in her thoughts. A song, she could barely think straight, how was she going to select a song? Then it occurred to her, she had the perfect song. The one her mom had sung for her on the mixed tape.
Arriving in the chapel, she saw that most of the club, and Mr Schuester where already there. She sat next to her daddy and Finn who was holding her hand as the service started. The 2010 Vocal Adrenaline group started off the service with a song, and a speech was made talking about their lives, and Quinn and Puck made a speech about the very little time that they knew Beth. Rachel was called to the altar and she was nervous. She had never been like this before a performance, and she managed to shake it off.
"Hi, my name is Rachel Berry," she started. "Last year I found out that Shelby was my mother. I never really knew her, but she sung one song to me, and I guess this would be a great way for me to say goodbye to her."
The music started and Rachel took a deep breath and tried concentrating on singing.
I dreamed a dream in time gone by,
When hope was high life worth living.
I dreamed that love would never die.
I dreamed that god would be forgiving.
She stopped and it felt like she lost her voice, and she was now crying. She couldn't continue, but she heard a familiar voice sing as they came up to her. Kurt put his arm around Rachel and continued singing.
Then I was young and unafraid,
And dreams where made and used and wasted.
There was no ransom to be paid.
No song unsung, no wine untasted.
She started singing again, and Kurt sung the harmony.
But the tigers come at night (but the tigers come at night)
With their voices soft as thunder.
As they tear your hope apart (as they tear your hope apart)
They sung the next line together holding hands.
As they turn your dream to shame.
Rachel took lead again but refused to let go of Kurt.
And still I dream she'll come to me, that we will live they years together.
But there are dreams that cannot be, and there are storms we cannot weather.
She looked at Kurt and they finished the song as a duet.
I had a dream my life would be so different from this hell I'm living.
So different now from what it seemed.
Now life has killed the dream I dream.
Everyone applauded them after the song finished and Kurt pulled her into a hug. Rachel sat back down and listened to the end of the service with her head on Finn's shoulder.
It was a bright, sunny day and Finn stood with her outside the chapel after the service. The whole club started coming out and standing with them. When Quinn came out she hugged Rachel and so did Puck. They stood in a circle completely silent.
"I actually had fun this week." Brittany commented. "It was great spending time with everyone."
"I agree." Santana chimed in. "Well, besides this whole part of it. You know what Berry, you aren't half bad."
Rachel gave a small smile as everyone nodded in agreement to Santana's words. She did it; she got out of everyone's bad books for the time being.
"Rachel," Finn said snapping her out of a daze. "We all have to get home now, are you okay?"
"Yeah," Rachel nodded. "Actually, Kurt can I speak to you for a moment?"
Finn and the rest walked over to their cars and Kurt stayed back and smiled at her.
"Thank you. For consoling me the morning after we found out and helping me with that song." Rachel said.
"As I said Rachel, you are one of my best friends. That is what friends do."
Kurt put his arm around her and they walked to her dad's car in complete silence.
Voila. I hope you all enjoyed this story, which was my first ever fan fic.