Future Fanfic.
Finn and Rachel have been living together for 1 month in New York, just 1 month. So far Rachel has started her first Broadway show, Wicked. Finn is a police officer. Rachel tried her hardest to convince him not to take that roll because of the dangers of New York, but somehow he found a way to convince her that he would be fine. They lived in a pretty large apartment in a quiet street in New York, you don't get to have that usually in this city! Rachel loved her job and it made her so happy, and knowing that Rachel was happy, Finn was happy..Until that one day after work.
Finns P.O.V
Rachel had come home from work one hour early..weird. Usually she is one hour late. 'Rachel, is that you?' I heard a quiet sob, so I ran to the door as fast as I could. Rachel was lying on the ground with a small brown paper bag, and a piece of paper. 'Rach! What happened? What's wrong?' She continued to cry, but slowly reached up her hand giving him the piece of paper. 'What is this?' I said quietly. 'Just..read it..' She said in-between the sniffles she let out. I slowly opened the paper, and the first sentence made me slowly sit down next to her- Rachel, we are sorry to let you go, but we have to. We heard about your news on expecting a baby, and we don't want you to get hurt while on stage. There will be other productions that you may cast in, but this can't be one of them for now. Thank you for your cooperation,
John Parker & Max Wilson, Wicked Productions.
'Rachel, it's okay. Everything is going to be okay..' I help her up..Wait..expecting a baby? 'Baby!' I yelled! 'When did you find this out? Why didn't you tell me first? We are having a baby! Wow!' I said in a mad and happy tone. 'I'm sorry, Finn! I should have told you first, but I wanted to at least show you the proof!' She said with a small smile on her face. Oh that smile, I couldn't help but smile as she handed me the brown paper bag. I take out a pregnancy test that says positive. I pull her in for a hug. I hope she doesn't know that I am crying. 'I hope you aren't mad at me..' That was the craziest thing she has EVER said to me. How could I be mad! 'Babe, I love you. This is the best news we have gotten this whole month. You know that you will get another job with the Broadway people!' 'Finn, they aren't called Broadway people..and there is a reason that you should be mad at me..' She had this weird look on her face when she said this to me, this wasn't a good look. 'Well then what is?' 'Well, you see..'