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19 [Accidental Video]

[The video cuts on in the middle of Rachel brushing out her hair, watching herself in her mirror. There's a large macaw in the corner, which is the only sign of the event being in her room.

She doesn't seem focused on the PCD -- or the parrot -- but instead on her image in the mirror. Rachel sighs -- the humidity is causing her hair to be curlier and poofier than it normally is and the amount of moisture certainly isn't doing anything for her skin. A tug or two through and the brush makes it through her hair, but the girl looks less than satisfied.

Until Rachel cocks her head to the left and curls her fingers around the handle of her brush and begins to sing to herself, softly, at first, but the more she sings, the louder and more passionate it becomes:]

My mama told me when I was young, we're all born superstars. She rolled my hair and put my lipstick on, in the glass of her boudoir --

[A neat spin and Rachel is full out singing into her mirror -- and seems to be doing a dance, along with her song -- and it appears perfectly choreographed.]

There's nothin' wrong with lovin' who you are, she said, 'cause he made you perfect, babe, -- so hold your head up, girl, and you'll go far -- listen to me when I say -- !

[The brush is long since forgotten on the dresser, by this point, as she continues her dance.]

I'm beautiful in my way, 'cause God makes no mistakes, I'm on the right track, baby, I was born this way -- don't hide yourself in regret, just love yourself and you're set, I'm on the right track, baby, I was born this way --

[The PCD times out soon after -- the network has apparently had enough diva for the time being.]

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[He couldn't help but smile, genuinely smile at her when she started singing. He wasn't sure she would but when she did - he was as excited as she was, no one ever inspired him to put so much of himself and his abilities into a song like Rachel. She challenged him as he did her and it worked, the result was always amazing, always his best. As he played the last notes he turned to smile at her again, if there was an audience, they'd get a standing ovation for this one]

[She huffs softly in a laugh as she reaches up to rub the tears out of her eyes, from earlier. Rachel isn't quite looking at Jesse, not yet, but when she does -- the smile is captivating.

And, suddenly, Rachel realizes what just happened. Something she was so terrified of -- ever since Jesse left, meeting him again, singing with him again -- because singing, to Rachel, is far more intimate than kissing or hugging ever will be.

And, somehow, she doesn't feel... terrible. Self-conscious, maybe, mildly mortified, perhaps, but not terrible. Far from terrible.

And, before Rachel can stop herself, she rests head lightly on his shoulder, closing her eyes slightly as she exhales slowly.]

I did miss you.

[It's mumbled, and Rachel has a growing pit of 'This is a bad idea, to be this close, it's a terrible idea, Rachel -- ' growing in her stomach, but after the past two weeks, all Rachel really wants is a shoulder to lean on.]

[He isn't sure what to tell her, she looks scared yet not as lost as before - but there's something in her eyes that inspires all sorts of ideas of what to tell her; I'll never leave you, I'll never be an idiot again - I love you - love you - but when her head meets his shoulder he releases a breath that he didn't even know he was holding. And after a few seconds he pulls her into a careful hug. Not doing anything more than that, since the last thing he wants is for her to be scared of him again.

At her words he smiles]

I've missed you too.

[She very nearly wants to pull away, at the hug -- just to drive home some stupid selfish point, she supposes -- but after a few precious tense seconds, Rachel relaxes minutely.

She isn't entirely sure how to take his words -- Rachel guesses they must be true, if he really does love her, as he claims he does -- and every single fiber of Rachel's being wants to believe him -- but there's that nagging voice, in the back of her mind, screaming at her to think.

Because the last time someone told her that they loved her, Rachel was left alone. Again.

But she doesn't pull away, not quite yet.]

I imagine it must have been very dull, without anyone else as talented to sing with.

[It's a weak attempt at a joke.]

[He snorts at her comment. Moving to release her, he feels she isn't entirely at ease and he reminds himself not to pressure her, never to pressure her. Having her here after everything is - amazing on its own. He could be happy with that, give Rachel the space she needed.

He does nod at her]

Dull and boring and lacks challenges, it was too easy.

[She straightens, when Jesse releases her slightly, though she doesn't move further down the bench.]

Me too, I suppose. To a certain extent, though that's never what New Directions has been about. We don't have that...cut throat attitude that Vocal Adrenaline has. After Kurt transferred, I didn't have anyone to really challenge me except Mercedes.

[She smiles a little.]

Though I had to teach her Take Me Or Leave Me, so it is not perfect.

[Rachel pauses to look up at him, with a frown.]

If we hadn't met here, would you have ever called again, or seen me?

[While both the subjects of Kurt transferring and Mercedes and Rachel belting Rent made him curious it was her last question that caught his full attention]

I planned to come see you once I'm in Ohio again, I thought I'll visit for the summer.

[Summer. Rachel hopes he has good timing because:]

I'll have a national title to show you.

[There is a lot of grinning from his end of the bench]

You will.

I will.

[Rachel smiles to herself before looking down at the piano keys. Nationals. New York City. Suddenly, Adstringendum feels like a prison.

She lets her head rest lightly on his shoulder again, closing her eyes.]

I'm going to be very shocked. And Mister Schuester may hit you.

[He glances down, smiling a bit and chuckling]

I think Mr. Schuester would be the smallest problem.

[If he'll see Finn again, that might be a problem.]

You have a point. Noah may attempt to run you over with your Range Rover.

[She's so not bringing up Finn, because she is fairly certain that neither of them ever want to see the other again.]

I'll remember to come on foot -

That's a long walk, from Los Angeles to Lima. You might want to catch a bus or two.

[She's still, eyes still closed. This time, she's more or less relaxed.]

I'll manage just fine, I think. Maybe I'll leave the car at my parents' house.

You can't walk to my house, that's on the other side of town.

[Somewhat lazily.]

I remember where your house is - [Grins]

I remember where yours is, too. Or your uncle's, anyway.

You do?

It's not in a difficult location.

[That and whenever she drives by it she wants to throw something at the window, but Rachel feels that she shouldn't mention it.]

Maybe we'll meet on neutral ground -

[She snorts softly.]

Main Street it is.

Or the library - it'll be dramatic and fitting -

The library is hardly neutral ground.

[But she smiles a little at his phrasing.]

It is very dramatic and fitting, though.

Only appropriate for us -

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