Just a collection of one shots with my favorite glee ships. Feel free to request any ship you'd like me to write about and I will do so, unless it's like a really disgusting one, like, Karofsky and Blaine.
Also, I do not own any of these characters...
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"I just don't understand!" Rachel Berry's manager, Matt Rutherford, yelled as the short brunette paced in front of him. They were in Rachel's dressing room, an hour before her first show.
It wasn't a Broadway show, but a big theatre had asked her to preform, and millions of people were coming to see her. At the moment though, she was in a ratty bathrobe, arguing with her old high school friend, who was sitting on the couch, with a laptop perched on his knee, opened up to Twitter.
"A girl just tweeted that she would kill to have a ticket to your show tonight! Why did you buy yourself a ticket, if you're the one performing?" Matt turned the laptop around, so Rachel could see the short message that someone had tweeted on her Twitter page.
"The ticket's not for me, Matt!" Rachel told him for the millionth time, dropping into a chair.
"Then who's it for, Rach? All your friends have tickets to the show tonight, I made sure of it. Hell, even Mr. Schuester and Coach Sylvester are coming tonight!" Matt reminded her, and Rachel propped her arm up against her chair, resting her chin on her fist.
"Did Mike ever tell you what happened to Finn Hudson? The one from high school?" Rachel asked, and this caught Matt by surprise.
Mike was the only one who had kept in touch with Matt after he had moved away. That was how Rachel had gotten him for a manager. Mike had told her that their old high school friend was looking for a job opportunity like that one, and a phone call later, Matt had landed the job.
"No, why?" Matt replied, a bit irritated by the sudden subject change.
"Did you ever wonder what happened to him?" Rachel prompted, her voice dropping low, almost into a whisper.
"I just figured that he had a falling out with one of you guys, and you all just stopped talking to him." Matt said, shrugging a bit and Rachel shook her head.
"Do you want to hear the story?" She asked, her voice still hushed.
"Depends. Does it have a happy ending?" Matt teased, trying to make his friend smile, but she just shook her head again.
"Not really, no. Do you still want to hear it?" She asked, and after a minute's complentation, he nodded.
"Yes, I'm intrigued." He replied, his brown eyes fixed on his small friend.
"Well, let's start from our high school graduation. Mike, Quinn, Santana, Mercedes, Puck, Kurt, Finn, and I all graduated and we all went our separate ways. I went to New York, and Kurt joined me there shortly after, Quinn went to Yale, Puck to L.A. for his pool-cleaning business, Mike to the Joffrey Ballet Academy of Dance, Mercedes to her recording studio, and Santana to Kentucky." Rachel began, ticking their friends off her fingers.
"What about Finn?" Matt asked, and Rachel frowned.
"He joined the military. But, then he shot himself in his thigh, and that was the end of that." Matt snorted at this, and Rachel cracked a smile.
"Then, he came to me in New York, and we tried to live together, but we broke it off." Here, Rachel's voice began to get a bit wobbly, and Matt set a comforting hand on her knee.
"He went back to Ohio and began working with Mr. Schue and the glee club. Then, shortly after the New Directions won Regionals, I got the call. It was from the hospital, and they were informing me that..." Rachel was crying now, and Matt stood up and wrapped his friend in a hug.
"He was a great guy." Matt said finally, and Rachel nodded into his shirt.
"The greatest." She mumbled, then, in between sniffles, she pulled away, and sat up properly, wiping her tears away. "Anyway, before he died, I promised him that wherever he was in the world, I'd still buy him a ticket to my first show.
Matt nodded in understanding, and silently helped her get ready for her show. The show whizzed by, song after song, until there was only one more number left: Make You Feel My Love.
Amazingly, Rachel managed to get through the song without breaking down, and after she finished, she was met by thunderous applause.
Her eyes drifted over to the first row seats, where all her friends were sitting, cheering for her. Her gaze lingered on the last chair in the row, the empty one, and although she couldn't see him, nor hear him, Rachel could tell that Finn was clapping for her too.
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Hello! How did you like the one shot? I know it wasn't that good, but at least I updated! So, I'm planning on publishing my Halloween one-shot a few days before Halloween, because it has two parts and I want the second part to come out on Halloween. It's going to be a Tike one shot and I'm really excited because it's going to be my first Tike one shot and because Tike is one of my favorite ships (it's the only one that never annoyed me or made me want to scream). Anyway, that's all for now! I hope you enjoyed the one shot and thank you so much for reading! Bye! 💜
