Rachel and Finn had been lying down in her and Finn's shared, Queen sized bed when they found out they were going to be parents. They were in their small, cozy home in Lima, Ohio just living their lives to the fullest. Rachel had loved singing, but decided she didn't want to be on Broadway. She was much happier singing and dancing in local theaters, as long as she had Finn. Finn on the other hand, had started selling insurance to locals for money and he somewhat enjoyed it, as long as Rachel was there when he got home. They weren't rich, but they got by and pulled through together and were happy doing so. They've both graduated high school about 2 years ago and both decided they didn't want to go to college, just be together and live their lives.

"Marry me?", he said. "No", she replied. "Marry me?", he asked again. "No", she shot back. They were having the conversation they've had many times before, but he wouldn't give up. "Do you love me?", he asked. "More than anything", she told him. "Then, marry me?", he tried again. "Not without them", she replied more sincerely. Rachel had lost her fathers shortly after graduation due to a drunk driver during senior year. She had moved in with Finn after graduation, but no matter how many times he asked, she just couldn't get married without her daddies there to support her.

A single tear escaped Rachel's eye and Finn kissed it off. "I'm sorry...I know, I just can't deal with the fact of losing you", he told her. "I'm never gonna leave you", she assured him. And with that they kissed. Only it turned into something much deeper and passionate and before she knew it, he was taking off her underwear. "Finn...", she said, muffling a moan. "Rachel...", he whispered and started kissing downward until he reached her area. "Don't...!", she said a little too loudly. "I want to...babe, please?". "Okay, just no talking...", she replied, clearly already turned on.

Suddenly, Finn stopped and lifted his head under the covers. "What's wrong?", she asked him, a little annoyed. "Nothing", he said. "Why'd you stop?", she asked, still a little annoyed. "I'm just trying to figure out how to say what I'm about to say...", he replied, nervously. "Why do you need to say anything?", she asked him. Now he had her nervous. "You...taste different", he told her. "How? Would you get up here? I don't want to keep talking to the top of your head. Do you want me to shower?", she rambled when she was nervous. Suddenly, he climbed back up to look into her eyes. "No, babe. No, you taste different, not dirty...like sort of fruity", he told her. Rachel had to suppress a giggle. "What?", she asked him, still confused. "Women could taste differently based on various co-factors, and from what I read on vaginal favors-". She cut him off, "Jesus!". "From what I read...abrupt changes occur when a woman is either menopausal or...", Finn told her with his half smile on his face. And with that Rachel slapped him across the face.