Author's Note: This is my first stab at fanfiction. It's been a harrowing two months as I'm sure everyone can agree, and I've decided to take up some Finchel Fanfic writing as a coping mechanism, lets hope this works. This story is based off my ongoing Monchele RP on twitter, but I decided to change it to Finchel for here. Don't crucify me if it's awful, and I Hope you enjoy! Also, I own nothing.
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Rachel was practically green as she stared at the clock. Each minute ticked by felt like a lifetime, no, more like an eternity. She tapped her fingers on the counter, a loaf of freshly baked banana bread steamed next to her, the smell permeating the kitchen. Yeah, that wasn't helping her already rolling stomach. Moments later she heard the roar of the familiar car engine. He was here.
Normally Rachel was anything but nervous when it came to Finn, her best friend, and costar of the past two and a half years. Their show SING was a breakaway hit, and both were thrust into the limelight together. He knew everything about her, well with the exception of one deep, dark secret she hoped he never found out about. A melodic knock on the door broke her somewhat scattered train of thought. "Keep your cool, Berry." She mumbled to herself, willing her normal cheery demeanor to make its presence.
Within seconds of opening the door, Rachel was enveloped into a giant bear hug, being rocked side to side.
"Missed you on set today, Shorty." Finn smiled, his trademark dimples shining.
"Really? We've barely spoken in the last month, Finn." She couldn't hide her slightly bitter tone, her reasons for calling him over coming back to her in an instant.
"Listen Rach, I'm sorry about that..." He said as he rubbed the back of his neck, following her lead into the kitchen area. She knew food would ease what was to come, for him at least. Finn and Rachel were best friends, but one night of too much alcohol at the Emmy after party blurred those lines, which is what lead to her inviting him over after barely any contact.
Rachel fell to the bed, clothes askew everywhere, as Finn pressed sloppy kisses all across her collarbone. She was littered with red love bites across her delicate skin, but in this semi buzzed state, she didn't care. "Baby..." Finn panted, breaking from Rachel's body, staring down at her with a lust filled, albeit drunk gaze. She knew it probably wasn't the best idea to go through with it when Finn was so drunk, but his hands on her body, and his impressive erection poking at her belly clouded her judgment. "I need you." She replied, knowing he was looking for the ok. With a swift push he was inside her, and her whole world shifted.
"Earth to Rachel." Finn called out, waving his hand in front of her face, snapping her out of her reverie. If he had picked up on her being slightly off, he certainly wasn't showing it.
"Hmm, what?" She replied in a bit of a haze, noticing he had already dug into the banana bread made especially for him.
"I said I was sorry for not talking to you. But I thought you were avoiding me, and I didn't want things to be weird. " He shrugged sincerity evident in his voice. She simply nodded, trying to find the words she needed to speak.
"Besides, we have to do it onscreen in two episodes; we can just call that night, drunk research or something." His words came out slightly muffled at the end, as he shoved yet another slice of banana bread in his mouth.
"Do you regret it?" Rachel spoke in an uncharacteristically quiet voice, her eyes trained to the ground. She knew deep down that was probably stupid to ask, seeing as Finn had a penchant for Victoria's Secret models, and she was anything but. Sensing her vulnerability, Finn stepped closer, resting his hand on her shoulder.
"Never. You're my best friend, Rach. It was unexpected, sure, but that doesn't make it any less awesome. Who wouldn't want to say they banged Rachel Berry." He grinned at her. Normally, Rachel would laugh and probably give Finn a shove, but right now, she was feeling far from playful. Not even Finn's twinkling eyes and adorable dimples could stop her heart from pounded in her throat. Her vision slightly blurred and felt like her world was about to stop as she blurted out the three words that would change her life as she knew it forever.
"Finn, I'm pregnant."
