A Part of Something Special

Already Home

That night, Finn and I stayed up all night talking about where he was over the last two days and why he didn't get on the plane. "I knew, before I even got on the plane that I couldn't leave you and Allen. As persuasive as you are, I couldn't go through with it. I stepped on the plane and as soon as I sat down I realized I had to get off, and so I did," he explained, making himself a little more comfortable in bed. "But I don't understand where you were these last two days," I told him. "Well, when I got off the plane I went out to eat, by myself before coming home," he began to explain. "I was gonna call, but then I thought it might be a nice surprise. You know? To walk through the door and yell 'I'm home' and you run up to me. But on the way home, I heard about the crash on the radio. I could come home to you and Allen or, I could um-" he stopped talking. "You could what?" I questioned. "I took the first flight to Ohio and spent the night there, at my mom's. I just, wanted to see Mr. Schue and the glee club," he said. "Wait a minute, after hearing about a plane crash, you got a plane and scared me to death, thinking you were dead! How could you do that?" I sat up, "I'm sorry, and it was stupid, but I-I don't know, I missed them, he said. "You don't think I don't miss them," I said. "I know you do, but look I'm sorry, please don't be mad. I'm home aren't I?" He was right, I couldn't really be mad at him considering I thought he was dead. So I leaned in and kissed him on the lips. "It's okay. I'm just glad you're already home."