Rachel had just celebrated her 25th birthday. Her life was finally perfect. She loved living in her apartment in New York, her Broadway career was very rewarding, she was engaged to her high school sweetheart, Finn and she was in love her beautiful baby belly.
That's right, Rachel was with child. But this wasn't any child…
Rachel and Finn were sitting in their lounge room on a winter's afternoon. Finn was stocking the fireplace with more wood while Rachel was sitting in her lounge chair, knitting tiny baby booties. Suddenly the phone rang. Rachel went to jump up and get it but Finn gestured for her to sit back down.
He answered the phone, 'Oh hey Kurt, how's it going?... That's great! How's mum and dad?... Yeah, I bet that they're excited! I'll get Rach for you.' He handed the phone to Rachel.
'Hey Kurt, how are you guys going? I hope Blaine's throat is getting better, mine has only just started to clear up now, silly cold!'
'Oh yeah, he's fine. I've been looking after him! You know how I am when he gets sick… I swoon over him like a mumma bird. So anyway, on to the reason I called, how is she? I know you went for a scan yesterday! And I am sorry we missed it, I have just been so flat out with designing my spring collection.'
'She is absolutely fine! The doctor is extremely happy with her progress. When you come over for dinner on Sunday night, I will show you the sonogram DVD. It is just phenomenal, Kurt.
'Oh Rachel, I am so excited! You are so good to me and Blaine! I hope you know that we love you very much'
'Of course I do! I love you too. I better go now. I'm getting a bit tired; I think its time for my afternoon nap. I'll see you two on Sunday. I'm cooking a tofu turkey.'
'We can't wait. Bye darl'
'Bye Kurt'.
She reclined her lounge chair back and pulled the rug up over her body. Finn came over and kissed her forehead and turned the lounge room lights off. Leaving her to nap in the warn glow of the fireplace.