A/N: Alright so this is my new series of oneshots revolved around my favorite Glee couple, FINCHEL! It is gonna be 26 chapters, one for each letter of the alphabet.

Notes: This story does not have a set storyline, it's like 'moments in the life of' pretty much, more explanations to come with more chapters.

Alcove

Finn wouldn't consider himself a 'planner' if he did then he would probably have done something completely different with his life, he was a more a 'go with a flow' sorta guy and that was perfectly fine with him.

One thing he had planned, thought for hours about, was what his first house was going to look like. He had imagined high ceilings, a huge kitchen with an island, and a master bathroom with a Jacuzzi tub. He had even drawn some pictures, granted they were pretty lame, but still.

The only problem with his planning, he was buying a house with Rachel.

Don't get him wrong he loved the girl, they were married and all, but still he wished that sometimes she would let him make some decisions once and while. But then again, in some situations he liked having Rachel then to speak up, when he couldn't.

Anyways back to the house hunting, after months of renting an apartment in New York to keep up with Rachel's busy Broadway schedule the two had final decided to both take time off and move to the suburbs. Rachel had gone on and on about her dreams for their first house and Finn once again felt as though she was taking the reins on this on once again.

They went to see countless houses, saw many real estate agents, and RSVP'ed to tons of open houses but no houses spoke to them. It was after about 2 months of looking when Rachel asked him a question he never thought he'd hear come from her mouth.

"Finn, what do you want?" They had been sitting on the couch, her feet in his lap, watching TV. He didn't know what she was talking about at first.

"What are you talking about?" He asked.

"I mean, what do you want our house to look like?"

"Oh, well I want…whatever you want." She looked at him skeptically, Finn was a horrible liar and he knew that Rachel knew when he was lying.

"Seriously, you must have some sort of image in your head, just tell me."

"Well to be completely honest for a while I've had this image of a house. It has high ceilings, a huge kitchen, a Jacuzzi tub and an alcove." His voice fades; he had always been embarrassed about dreaming of having an alcove in his house.

"Finn, why didn't you tell me, we could have eliminated so many houses if I had known that. You know what; I want you to pick out our house."

"WHAT? Rach, that's a huge commitment, are you sure you want me too?"

"I'm positive; the only person I can trust more than myself is you. And with that I'm going to bed." She kissed him quickly and strutted (that's right strutted) off to their bed.

"Great." Finn groaned to himself.

The next morning Finn woke up to the sound of Rachel's voice.

"Finn, have you been out here all night?" She questioned. He was sitting at their desk, the computer screen illuminated in front of him. He had been up most of the night looking at houses. Around 5 am he had found the perfect house, too tired to go to bed he fell asleep at the desk.

"Yeah, I guess I have, but look at this house I found." He said excitedly. She looked at it over his shoulder and gasped upon seeing the picture.

"It's perfect." She whispered.

"And you know what, it has an alcove." He smirked and she giggled.

"Well if you love it then I think we found our house."

"And there just happens to have an open house tonight."

Two months later Finn and Rachel made love in that house. In that alcove.

Needless to say they loved that alcove.

So there was the first chapter of the Finn and Rachel alphabet. I hope it was ok; I have some really good ideas for some other letters, so review so you can read them!

Word Count: 634

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Glee or the characters of Finn and Rachel. All belong to Ryan Murphy.

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