Hi guys, sorry I haven't updated in so long, I've been really busy and then everything with Cory just makes it even harder to right. Without the long authors note, here is chapter 2 of Another Berry on The Family Tree!

Rachel and Marie sat on the floor in Rachels old bedroom, talking and eating whole bowls of ice cream. It was only Saturday, and school in Lima started on Monday, so Marie had little time to be prepared for the beginning of her freshman year. The next day Rachel would be taking Marie shopping for school supplies and more importantly, clothes. The various styles of outfits from Atlanta would not work here in Lima where it was a good twenty degrees cooler in August. After sitting, watching T.V and eating ice cream, Marie spoke up again.

"So Rachel, what kind of clubs do they have at McKinley?" Marie tuned to Rachel

"Well it all depends on what you like to do! They have amazing clubs, some better than others. What do you do as like a hobby or something? Do you sing or act or dance?" Rachel spit out the last part really fast.

"When I was younger I would take acting classes, and voice lessons. I stopped once my dad left though." Marie said with her face falling slightly.

"Oh, I'm sorry Marie…you want to talk about it?" Rachel asked putting a comforting hand on her shoulder.

"Oh um, my dad he enlisted in the Army when I was seven…my mom didn't want him to go, and uh she fought tooth and nail to get him to stay…" Marie drifted off into the memory while Rachel sat there feeling really bad. She knew someone that had kind of gone through the loosing a dad to the war.

Seven year old Marie Adams was sitting in her big Atlanta home some July morning on the staircase that led out to the front walkway, listening to her parents fight, again. Her parents where in the kitchen around the corner arguing about the army. She didn't want her dad to leave, she knew that sometimes when you went to the army, you never come back. Her dad that day had taken her to the zoo and bought her a stuffed zebra, that she was now cuddling with trying not to cry. Within days her dad would be gone to Afghanistan. He was set to come back in exactly a year and a half. But that wasn't good enough for Marie. He would still miss thanksgiving, and their annual Christmas duet to I'm Dreaming Of a White Christmas. He would miss her eighth birthday in February. Caught in the thinking of what he would miss. She was startled out of her thoughts by the sound of glass breaking and her father walking past her giving her a quick kiss on the head, and leaving.

That was the last time she ever saw he father, and the last time she ever saw her mother normal, as all she would do is sulk around and take her to school. A week after her eighth birthday there came a letter in the mail addressed to her mother and read 'Jennifer Adams' in big letters across the top. Her mother opened the letter with shaking hands, read the top couple lines and the fell to the floor crying. Marie walked over to the letter, picked it up and read it. "Dear Adams family, we regret to inform you that Philip Adams was killed Friday February 3rd, 2008 in a Road side bombing. He will be shipped back as soon as you reply to this letter." Marie too crumpled down in tears, running too her bedroom and slamming the door shut. She was crying for months, holding her stuffed Zebra close to her and wishing she could see her father, one last time.

Her mother didn't take anything too lightly after that. She started smoking cigarettes again, and she turned to Alcohol to ease the heart ache. Marie had just started the fifth grade when the abuse started. She was small and skinny and no match for her drunken mother. Nothing was ever life threatening, all her mom did was smack her across the face, or spank her really hard. Marie every day would go home lay down in bed, and cry into the Zebra. She had given up all her music. Music couldn't help anymore. She quit Chorus at her school, she stopped going to dance lessons and vocal lessons, and spent most of her days after school crying instead. She took down all of her Broadway posters from the walls of her bedroom and stuffed them in the box with all her dancing and singing awards.

Marie barely made it through Middle school. Her mom had gone more and more into drugs and Alcohol, and became more abusive. One day while sitting in her eighth grade science class, the school counselor came and asked her to come with her. The counselor informed Marie that earlier in the day, her house had caught on fire, and her mother had died of inhaling too much smoke. Her head was spinning, she didn't know what she could do. Everything had gone up in flames, all the pictures, awards, posters, and her Zebra that helped her for all those years. Weeks later she found out her father was not her real father, and she was going to go live with Hiram and LeRoy Berry in a suburb called Lima Ohio.

As Marie came out from what happened just a couple months ago, Rachel leaned over and gave her a hug.

"I'm sorry Marie, I hope life gets better for you here in Lima. And now, you are part of the Berry family. And every Berry loves one another equally" Rachel hugged her sister, meaning every word she said.

"Thanks Rachel." Marie replied back

"So you said that you used to like to sing? There is a glee club at McKinley that I was in and I absolutely loved it!" Rachel smiled.

"That sounds like fun…do you have to audition?" Marie asked with a smile forming on her lips, maybe she could get back into music.

"Yes you do! And Mr. Shue is wonderful! And then there's….oh…um…there just happens to be one thing."

"Yeah?" Marie asked not understanding what was wrong, glee sounded amazing!

"There happens to be a student teacher in glee club, which I sort of know…and it would be really awkward between us…"

"Rachel…by you 'sort of know' you know this person more than you're letting on." Marie questioned.

"Um, his name is Finn Hudson." Rachel said chocking on his name.

"So this 'Finn Hudson'…you dated?"

"Yes." Rachel said with her head town.

"Rachel is there more you aren't telling me?" Marie asked with a smile forming on her lips.

"We dated…and almost got married…" Rachel said quietly.

"He was your Fiancé?" Marie asked Rachel.

"Yes he was." Rachel sighed.

"And you still love him." Marie said in a tone that proved she knew what she was saying.

"Marie he left me at the train station on our supposed to be wedding day. I don't have feelings for him anymore." Rachel pointed out.

"Sure you don't." Marie said sarcastically.

"Okay Marie I think we should head on too bed. My friend Kurt is coming tomorrow to help us shop for your clothes." Rachel stood up and started spreding out her sheets. "Here I'll show you to your new bed room. Next weekend we can shop for your room." Rachel said getting up and walking into the long hallway.

They walked across the hallway into the room next door, which right now only had a suitcase, bed, and a dresser in it. But they would fix that up later.

Okay so that is it! I'm going to go figure out the rest of this story so maybe I won't keep you waiting as long. Also quick question, would you like this more actual characters from glee or do you like it the way it is now where it's Marie getting to know everybody? The Finchel is coming soon, trust me within the next three chapters there will be some Finchel moments. Love, Hugs, and Review please!