Fic: An Enduring Fate (10/?)
Title: An Enduring Fate (10/?)
Rating: NC-17 overall
Pairings/Characters: Will/Rachel
Spoilers: Follows canon through A Very Glee Christmas; uses ideas from rest of season 2
Disclaimer: All things Glee belong to Ryan Murphy and Fox. I’m just borrowing them.
Summary: They say life is a series of starts and stops. For Will and Rachel, that couldn't be more true.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
NEW:
Chapter 10
A/N: Thank you all so much for sticking with this story. I hope you all enjoy it and the next chapter should be up in the next week or so. Please read and review! I'd love to know what you think.
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Her last two weeks in Lima were too short. With so much packing combined with finals, Rachel didn’t get to see as much of Will as she wanted but they found time when they could. She didn’t know how they were going to manage their relationship with the distance that would be between. She was determined though. She wasn’t going to lose him.
The departure was equally as hard for Will. After everything he went through with Terri and then Emma, he finally felt he was in a relationship that worked and made sense. He knew how strange that was. Their positions and age difference shouldn’t make sense but it did to him.
The summer was particularly rough. He had been looking forward to more time together, a little more freedom. Now, he had to wait for her dads to go out or to work for Rachel to call or Skype with him. He preferred their Skype sessions. It meant he got to see her but, at the same time, he hated it. She was always tearful when they ended and he didn’t do well with seeing her upset.
She seemed to be doing okay with the transition. She didn’t do too much, since she hadn’t made any friends yet. Most of her time was spent in her room. The theater scene was nice though and her dads started taking her to shows regularly. It felt like they were trying to make up for taking her from the only home she had ever known. Whatever their reasons, it meant that she got to see Wicked five times by the end of the summer.
But she missed Will - really missed him - and no amount of talking to him or phone sex could make up for not getting to see him every day or hug him or kiss him. She hated it. She needed him and he was two states away. It had only been a couple of months and with no idea when she would see him again, she was starting to lose any hope she had that they could actually make this work long-term.
Will did the best he could to keep busy during the simmer. He taught a summer school class; he focused on how to run glee without Rachel there. He did everything he could to not think about her until he was actually talking to her, not that it worked. He started spending time with Emma after her divorce in June, just as friends. That’s what he needed, a friend. He could tell though that Emma had other thoughts in mind, and he had to remind himself that the love of his life was in Chicago. At one point, he thought he was in love with Emma and he still really cared about her but it was Rachel that he wanted.
~~~~~
“My lips trail down your body, slowly caressing your skin. You always taste so good,” Will murmured as he lay back on his bed in only his boxers. This was something they did every now and then when her dads were away. It wasn’t close to actually being with her but it was something they could share together.
Will was starting to get into it, feeling himself grow hard as he imagined her beneath him. He soon heard her frustrated sigh.
“What’s wrong?” he asked quietly, though he already knew.
“It’s not working,” she whines. “I want you here, actually tasting me.”
“I know, Rach, and I wish I could be there too but this is our only option right now.” He paused and when she didn’t protest, he continued. “Let’s go back to what you are wearing,” he said, letting his voice get low again. He ran his hand over his boxers, thinking about how Rachel’s small hand would feel.
“You always ask me what I’m wearing,” she pointed out and he could tell that she wasn’t into this anymore. He didn’t blame her; it was awkward even when it was working for both of them.
“I… like to picture you exactly. You tell me what you’re wearing and I know exactly what you look like in this moment. I can picture the way your face looks as my hands glide over your skin. I can remove your clothes in my mind and see your gorgeous body. I have every bit of you memorized. I can’t be with you physically but I can still share this experience with you,” he explained softly.
He waited a moment, not wanting to push her. His hand hovered over his boxers, waiting to see if he had to shut this down or ramp it up.
“I’m wearing pink cotton panties with lace trim. I know they are one of your favorites… That’s all I’m wearing.”
The tone of her voice matched his softer one and he sighed, his hand dropping down to his length. She was right, those were probably his favorites. They looked incredible against her tanned skin.
“I have on dark blue boxers. I’m starting to get hard,” he offered.
Moaning softly, she sighed - happier this time. “That’s a great color on you,” she said. “I want to be touching you Will. I want you touching me. You always make me feel so good.”
Her words were doing the trick as he felt himself harden fully. He ran his hand over his length, above the cotton. “You make me feel good too, Rach,” he whispered, his hand moving beneath the thin material, causing a moan to fall from his lips. “Touch yourself, Rachel,” he commanded softly. “Touch yourself the way I would touch you.”
There was a long moment of silence on the other end and Will knew he had lost her again.
“Rach?”
“I’m sorry,” she whispered and he could hear she was close to tears. “I know that you’re into this but I just can’t right now,” she told him apologetically. “I’m sorry.”
Will closed his eyes, slowly removing his hand from his length. “It’s okay, sweetheart. We don’t have to; we can just talk.”
“You don’t mind?”
“Of course not,” he assured her.
“I’m scared,” she admitted. “I feel like I’m losing you. I’ve only been gone a couple of months… How are we going to do this, Will?”
Will hated how worried she sounded; how lost she was.
“Do you love me? Still see a future with me?” he asked simply.
“Of course I do. I don’t want anyone else,” she said, very sure in that decision.
“Then this is one of those hard parts I told you about and we just have to focus on that love to get us through. When it gets hard and we don’t think it can last, remember that one day we’ll be married and all of this will be a thing of the past.”
“I know; it’s just so hard already…”
~~~~~
Rachel continued to have her moments of doubt but they persevered. When it got particularly tough, Rachel remembered how much she loved him and that all great love stories had their trials and tribulations. Theirs would be no different.
They had less than a year now and getting accustomed to a new school, new classes and new chorus would be a good distraction.
Everything seemed to be going well. Her new chorus teacher didn’t quite recognize her talents yet but Rachel wasn’t going to give up. She was sure she would be leading them to victory at Sectionals.
“Hey,” she heard after class one day while she sat finishing up a text to Will, a private smile on her face.
“Oh, hey Brian,” she greeted, looking up at the tall, sandy blond. He was also the lead of her glee club.
“Boyfriend?” he asked knowingly.
“Yes, I was just making sure we are on for our phone date tonight,” she explained a she stood from her chair and started gathering her things.
“Oh, I see. How do you guys make it work? I assume he’s back in Ohio.”
She looked up at him, surprised that he remembered where she was from. They didn’t interact that often.
“Uh, well… it’s hard. But we love each other and so we make it work,” she explained with a smile and small shrug.
Brian nodded before getting to his point. “Well, the reason I’m here is because I can hear you sing every day and you’re great. You should be featured more but Mrs. Williams is never going to use you unless she hears you. And I think we’d sound great together. So, what do you say we meet up and work on a duet this weekend?” he asked.
Rachel hadn’t expected that. It was true that she didn’t get noticed. The chorus was much bigger than at McKinley but Brian was the favorite, and she was surprised that he was willing to share the spotlight.
She gave him a small smile and nodded. “That sounds great,” she told him. She hated being in the background. She deserved to be heard.
“Great!” Brian smiled. “I’ll text you and we can figure out the details.”
~~~~~
After singing in class with Brian, Rachel was starting to feel more like she fit in and that Mrs. Williams was paying more attention to her. It wasn’t the same as home but it was better.
The next few months went by quickly. Between classes, applications for college and glee, Rachel wasn’t able to talk to Will as much. They still texted almost daily but their phone dates became biweekly. It was difficult; Rachel missed Will so much and she knew he felt the same but it was getting harder to remember why they were fighting so hard, especially when Brian would flirt with her in class or invite her to hang out with him and his friends.
It was just as hard for Will with Rachel being gone but there wasn’t much they could do about it. He tried to remember that even if she was in Lima, she would be busy and he wouldn’t see her as much. It was hard to maintain the relationship though. He could feel her growing distant, apart from him and he worried that they really wouldn’t make it.
It was after the New Year when Rachel was talking to Mercedes that she realized this couldn’t go on. The other diva had told Rachel how Ms. Pillsbury had gotten divorced and was hanging around glee club and Mr. Schue a lot more. And that he was hard to read. She knew at one point that Will had feelings for the guidance counselor and she wondered if their being together was holding him back from being truly happy.
A couple of days later, she surprised herself by saying ‘yes’ when Brian asked her out. She really liked Brian and she wanted to see if maybe she could do this, if she could be happy too with someone that wasn’t Will. She was surprised even more by just how much she enjoyed it. She knew what had to be done, though it really hurt more than she could ever explain; however, it was the best for both of them.
~~~~~
“I’m dating someone,” Rachel said softly, before quickly continuing, “It just started yesterday and it was one date but… He’s in the chorus and my Spanish class.”
She didn’t mean to just blurt it out as soon as their conversation began. She was holding back tears but it had to be done. Will could be happy with Ms. Pillsbury and she didn’t want to stop him from having that.
“Rachel?” Will asked, confused about the suddenness of her confession. Why was it happening now? He thought things were actually getting better between them, and they had made it this long; they only had a little more time to go. Hearing those words killed him. He wasn’t ready for this and he could feel his heart starting to break.
“I’m sorry… but Will, this has to be over and we both know it,” she said quietly.
“No, Rach, we can make this work. You graduate in about five months. We can do this,” he protested adamantly. He couldn’t lose her. He still wanted to marry her.
“And then I go to college,” she countered. “That’s four more years. Then I’m going to New York, and you’ll still be in Ohio.” The tears started to fall and she took in a deep breath. “I hate it, Will. I hate this so much but we can’t do it anymore. We both deserve to be happy, and I haven’t been happy. Can you say that you have?”
The thought of Will with Ms. Pillsbury made her sick but she was sure that if they hadn’t been together, he would already be with her. She couldn’t get in the way anymore of something that could make him happy.
“I love you, Rachel,” he said, quietly pleading with her to let that be enough. He didn’t know how it would all work out but he would come up with something, if she just gave him the chance.
“I know. I love you too,” she cried. “So much. That hasn’t changed but we both know this isn’t working; it won’t work.”
He sighed. “I know,” Will responded. He sounded so defeated but Rachel could also hear a little bit of anger. She didn’t blame him for being upset.
Taking a breath, she paused a moment before speaking. “I’m sorry. I hope we can still talk and be friends. I can’t lose you completely, Will,” she said honestly. That would kill her, if she couldn’t talk to him anymore. “Goodbye, Will. I’ll talk to you soon,” she told him, quickly ending the call. It was too hard and she collapsed on her bed in tears, feeling like her world had just caved in.
Will listened as silence came over the other line. He was angry and sad. He wiped the tears from his cheeks and shook his head. She was wrong. He had to get her back, prove she belonged with him and not some high school boy.
He took a breath and let out a hollow laugh. He was being so selfish. Rachel had made the right decision, deep down he knew that. She deserved to be a teenager and to date and to have her life without him there to hold her down and steal her spirit. He had to let her go. As much as it killed him, he knew it was over.
~~~~~
Rachel kept her word and texted or emailed Will from time to time. Their conversations were always stilted but Will was glad she was happy. It sounded like this Brian was good for her, and he had accepted that. But almost predictably, by the end of the school year, they were no longer talking. The busyness of the day to day had finally caught up with both of them and it was just easier to let their communication go by the wayside.
She was focused on her boyfriend and school, graduation and college. He wasn’t as important to her anymore and he had to let go. It was time for him to move on too and focus on being happy himself. Glee club had made it to Nationals that year; most of the students were graduating and take the next steps in their lives. He needed to do the same, and Emma was the one there.
Rating: NC-17 overall
Pairings/Characters: Will/Rachel
Spoilers: Follows canon through A Very Glee Christmas; uses ideas from rest of season 2
Disclaimer: All things Glee belong to Ryan Murphy and Fox. I’m just borrowing them.
Summary: They say life is a series of starts and stops. For Will and Rachel, that couldn't be more true.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
NEW:
Chapter 10
A/N: Thank you all so much for sticking with this story. I hope you all enjoy it and the next chapter should be up in the next week or so. Please read and review! I'd love to know what you think.
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Her last two weeks in Lima were too short. With so much packing combined with finals, Rachel didn’t get to see as much of Will as she wanted but they found time when they could. She didn’t know how they were going to manage their relationship with the distance that would be between. She was determined though. She wasn’t going to lose him.
The departure was equally as hard for Will. After everything he went through with Terri and then Emma, he finally felt he was in a relationship that worked and made sense. He knew how strange that was. Their positions and age difference shouldn’t make sense but it did to him.
The summer was particularly rough. He had been looking forward to more time together, a little more freedom. Now, he had to wait for her dads to go out or to work for Rachel to call or Skype with him. He preferred their Skype sessions. It meant he got to see her but, at the same time, he hated it. She was always tearful when they ended and he didn’t do well with seeing her upset.
She seemed to be doing okay with the transition. She didn’t do too much, since she hadn’t made any friends yet. Most of her time was spent in her room. The theater scene was nice though and her dads started taking her to shows regularly. It felt like they were trying to make up for taking her from the only home she had ever known. Whatever their reasons, it meant that she got to see Wicked five times by the end of the summer.
But she missed Will - really missed him - and no amount of talking to him or phone sex could make up for not getting to see him every day or hug him or kiss him. She hated it. She needed him and he was two states away. It had only been a couple of months and with no idea when she would see him again, she was starting to lose any hope she had that they could actually make this work long-term.
Will did the best he could to keep busy during the simmer. He taught a summer school class; he focused on how to run glee without Rachel there. He did everything he could to not think about her until he was actually talking to her, not that it worked. He started spending time with Emma after her divorce in June, just as friends. That’s what he needed, a friend. He could tell though that Emma had other thoughts in mind, and he had to remind himself that the love of his life was in Chicago. At one point, he thought he was in love with Emma and he still really cared about her but it was Rachel that he wanted.
~~~~~
“My lips trail down your body, slowly caressing your skin. You always taste so good,” Will murmured as he lay back on his bed in only his boxers. This was something they did every now and then when her dads were away. It wasn’t close to actually being with her but it was something they could share together.
Will was starting to get into it, feeling himself grow hard as he imagined her beneath him. He soon heard her frustrated sigh.
“What’s wrong?” he asked quietly, though he already knew.
“It’s not working,” she whines. “I want you here, actually tasting me.”
“I know, Rach, and I wish I could be there too but this is our only option right now.” He paused and when she didn’t protest, he continued. “Let’s go back to what you are wearing,” he said, letting his voice get low again. He ran his hand over his boxers, thinking about how Rachel’s small hand would feel.
“You always ask me what I’m wearing,” she pointed out and he could tell that she wasn’t into this anymore. He didn’t blame her; it was awkward even when it was working for both of them.
“I… like to picture you exactly. You tell me what you’re wearing and I know exactly what you look like in this moment. I can picture the way your face looks as my hands glide over your skin. I can remove your clothes in my mind and see your gorgeous body. I have every bit of you memorized. I can’t be with you physically but I can still share this experience with you,” he explained softly.
He waited a moment, not wanting to push her. His hand hovered over his boxers, waiting to see if he had to shut this down or ramp it up.
“I’m wearing pink cotton panties with lace trim. I know they are one of your favorites… That’s all I’m wearing.”
The tone of her voice matched his softer one and he sighed, his hand dropping down to his length. She was right, those were probably his favorites. They looked incredible against her tanned skin.
“I have on dark blue boxers. I’m starting to get hard,” he offered.
Moaning softly, she sighed - happier this time. “That’s a great color on you,” she said. “I want to be touching you Will. I want you touching me. You always make me feel so good.”
Her words were doing the trick as he felt himself harden fully. He ran his hand over his length, above the cotton. “You make me feel good too, Rach,” he whispered, his hand moving beneath the thin material, causing a moan to fall from his lips. “Touch yourself, Rachel,” he commanded softly. “Touch yourself the way I would touch you.”
There was a long moment of silence on the other end and Will knew he had lost her again.
“Rach?”
“I’m sorry,” she whispered and he could hear she was close to tears. “I know that you’re into this but I just can’t right now,” she told him apologetically. “I’m sorry.”
Will closed his eyes, slowly removing his hand from his length. “It’s okay, sweetheart. We don’t have to; we can just talk.”
“You don’t mind?”
“Of course not,” he assured her.
“I’m scared,” she admitted. “I feel like I’m losing you. I’ve only been gone a couple of months… How are we going to do this, Will?”
Will hated how worried she sounded; how lost she was.
“Do you love me? Still see a future with me?” he asked simply.
“Of course I do. I don’t want anyone else,” she said, very sure in that decision.
“Then this is one of those hard parts I told you about and we just have to focus on that love to get us through. When it gets hard and we don’t think it can last, remember that one day we’ll be married and all of this will be a thing of the past.”
“I know; it’s just so hard already…”
~~~~~
Rachel continued to have her moments of doubt but they persevered. When it got particularly tough, Rachel remembered how much she loved him and that all great love stories had their trials and tribulations. Theirs would be no different.
They had less than a year now and getting accustomed to a new school, new classes and new chorus would be a good distraction.
Everything seemed to be going well. Her new chorus teacher didn’t quite recognize her talents yet but Rachel wasn’t going to give up. She was sure she would be leading them to victory at Sectionals.
“Hey,” she heard after class one day while she sat finishing up a text to Will, a private smile on her face.
“Oh, hey Brian,” she greeted, looking up at the tall, sandy blond. He was also the lead of her glee club.
“Boyfriend?” he asked knowingly.
“Yes, I was just making sure we are on for our phone date tonight,” she explained a she stood from her chair and started gathering her things.
“Oh, I see. How do you guys make it work? I assume he’s back in Ohio.”
She looked up at him, surprised that he remembered where she was from. They didn’t interact that often.
“Uh, well… it’s hard. But we love each other and so we make it work,” she explained with a smile and small shrug.
Brian nodded before getting to his point. “Well, the reason I’m here is because I can hear you sing every day and you’re great. You should be featured more but Mrs. Williams is never going to use you unless she hears you. And I think we’d sound great together. So, what do you say we meet up and work on a duet this weekend?” he asked.
Rachel hadn’t expected that. It was true that she didn’t get noticed. The chorus was much bigger than at McKinley but Brian was the favorite, and she was surprised that he was willing to share the spotlight.
She gave him a small smile and nodded. “That sounds great,” she told him. She hated being in the background. She deserved to be heard.
“Great!” Brian smiled. “I’ll text you and we can figure out the details.”
~~~~~
After singing in class with Brian, Rachel was starting to feel more like she fit in and that Mrs. Williams was paying more attention to her. It wasn’t the same as home but it was better.
The next few months went by quickly. Between classes, applications for college and glee, Rachel wasn’t able to talk to Will as much. They still texted almost daily but their phone dates became biweekly. It was difficult; Rachel missed Will so much and she knew he felt the same but it was getting harder to remember why they were fighting so hard, especially when Brian would flirt with her in class or invite her to hang out with him and his friends.
It was just as hard for Will with Rachel being gone but there wasn’t much they could do about it. He tried to remember that even if she was in Lima, she would be busy and he wouldn’t see her as much. It was hard to maintain the relationship though. He could feel her growing distant, apart from him and he worried that they really wouldn’t make it.
It was after the New Year when Rachel was talking to Mercedes that she realized this couldn’t go on. The other diva had told Rachel how Ms. Pillsbury had gotten divorced and was hanging around glee club and Mr. Schue a lot more. And that he was hard to read. She knew at one point that Will had feelings for the guidance counselor and she wondered if their being together was holding him back from being truly happy.
A couple of days later, she surprised herself by saying ‘yes’ when Brian asked her out. She really liked Brian and she wanted to see if maybe she could do this, if she could be happy too with someone that wasn’t Will. She was surprised even more by just how much she enjoyed it. She knew what had to be done, though it really hurt more than she could ever explain; however, it was the best for both of them.
~~~~~
“I’m dating someone,” Rachel said softly, before quickly continuing, “It just started yesterday and it was one date but… He’s in the chorus and my Spanish class.”
She didn’t mean to just blurt it out as soon as their conversation began. She was holding back tears but it had to be done. Will could be happy with Ms. Pillsbury and she didn’t want to stop him from having that.
“Rachel?” Will asked, confused about the suddenness of her confession. Why was it happening now? He thought things were actually getting better between them, and they had made it this long; they only had a little more time to go. Hearing those words killed him. He wasn’t ready for this and he could feel his heart starting to break.
“I’m sorry… but Will, this has to be over and we both know it,” she said quietly.
“No, Rach, we can make this work. You graduate in about five months. We can do this,” he protested adamantly. He couldn’t lose her. He still wanted to marry her.
“And then I go to college,” she countered. “That’s four more years. Then I’m going to New York, and you’ll still be in Ohio.” The tears started to fall and she took in a deep breath. “I hate it, Will. I hate this so much but we can’t do it anymore. We both deserve to be happy, and I haven’t been happy. Can you say that you have?”
The thought of Will with Ms. Pillsbury made her sick but she was sure that if they hadn’t been together, he would already be with her. She couldn’t get in the way anymore of something that could make him happy.
“I love you, Rachel,” he said, quietly pleading with her to let that be enough. He didn’t know how it would all work out but he would come up with something, if she just gave him the chance.
“I know. I love you too,” she cried. “So much. That hasn’t changed but we both know this isn’t working; it won’t work.”
He sighed. “I know,” Will responded. He sounded so defeated but Rachel could also hear a little bit of anger. She didn’t blame him for being upset.
Taking a breath, she paused a moment before speaking. “I’m sorry. I hope we can still talk and be friends. I can’t lose you completely, Will,” she said honestly. That would kill her, if she couldn’t talk to him anymore. “Goodbye, Will. I’ll talk to you soon,” she told him, quickly ending the call. It was too hard and she collapsed on her bed in tears, feeling like her world had just caved in.
Will listened as silence came over the other line. He was angry and sad. He wiped the tears from his cheeks and shook his head. She was wrong. He had to get her back, prove she belonged with him and not some high school boy.
He took a breath and let out a hollow laugh. He was being so selfish. Rachel had made the right decision, deep down he knew that. She deserved to be a teenager and to date and to have her life without him there to hold her down and steal her spirit. He had to let her go. As much as it killed him, he knew it was over.
~~~~~
Rachel kept her word and texted or emailed Will from time to time. Their conversations were always stilted but Will was glad she was happy. It sounded like this Brian was good for her, and he had accepted that. But almost predictably, by the end of the school year, they were no longer talking. The busyness of the day to day had finally caught up with both of them and it was just easier to let their communication go by the wayside.
She was focused on her boyfriend and school, graduation and college. He wasn’t as important to her anymore and he had to let go. It was time for him to move on too and focus on being happy himself. Glee club had made it to Nationals that year; most of the students were graduating and take the next steps in their lives. He needed to do the same, and Emma was the one there.