What Is There Left to Say? | Rachel & Sam
Even though Sam was coming over to talk, Rachel decided to stay in bed instead of going downstairs to meet him. As she'd told him over text, the baby was rather restless today, and she was kind of tired. Since Kurt was driving Sam, he could let him in with his spare key.
Soon she heard the door open and close downstairs. It had to be them. "Rachel?" she heard Kurt shout from downstairs. "Do you need me to stick around?" Rachel smiled, not surprised at all by his question. Kurt always had her back. "No, that's okay!" Rachel yelled back. "Thank you!"
She waited for Sam to come up to her room. As he entered, she sat up a little straighter in her bed. Her heart went pitter-patter at the sight of him. It was hard to stop loving someone. "Thanks for meeting me here," she said, her tone neutral. "So what did you want to talk about?" Honestly, Rachel didn't think there was anything left for them to say to each other.
