You Will Be Loved

"Rach, have you seen my jacket? The leather one?" Finn shouted through the hallway as he saw Rachel come through with a jacket in her hand and a smile planted on her face. She handed him the jacket and was rewarded with a kiss on her cheek.

"If that's what I get for finding your jacket what would I get if I found other things you've lost?" she bite onto her lip as she noticed him twig in his mind what she was getting at. Without warning he picked her up, allowing her legs to wrap around her waist tightly as he slammed her against the wall and kissed down her neck with force, sucking occasionally at her skin in the spots that made her moan the most.

"Whoa guys, friends present" Puck and Quinn entered the apartment to find the couple embraced and looking like they were ready to go a little further than how they appeared. Puck had left his bags in the car and only walked in holding onto Quinn's hand as she put her handbag down near the doorway.

"Well we weren't expecting you this early" Finn bite back. He looked up at the clock on the hallway and saw they were early like usual.

Puck laughed. "I can tell mate". "You ready to go?" He sighed. He hated having to leave his girl, just as much as Finn hated leaving Rachel. Their job was worth it though. They had both gone to enroll into the army after deciding it was what they wanted. When they got there one of the officers brought them aside and asked them if they'd consider taking two other positions that had come up with emergency placing. It involved them working together, which he assumed they were friends so they could fulfill that side, but instead of fighting and defending the country they would be more like health inspectors of other soldiers and regiments and allow reports to be given back to help improve the conditions and safety of the soldiers and equipment. They both came home that day to tell their partners of which they both showed complete relief knowing they would see their boyfriends sooner than they thought.

Rachel put her arm around Finn's back before he turned and pulled her closer into his side kissing down on the top of her head. "I'll ring you when we get there Rach" he moved her chin up with his hand to kiss her lips gently before he walked out of the door with Puck. Rachel and Quinn stood at the door and waved off their men as they drove in Puck's car to the closest airport to where they would be flying off to another state to work in for the next few weeks before returning back to New York to their girlfriends.

Quinn sighed deeply before putting her arm across her friend's shoulder as they walked back into the house and closed the door preparing for a long two weeks.

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They had both made it through the first week without their boyfriends. Quinn had like Rachel suspected spent the majority of the week sleeping at her house compared to her own the other side of the town. She didn't mind though as she kept her company and would have offered to stay at hers if it wasn't for her kitten she had first got when they moved in only about a month ago. Mittens was a small tabby kitten that Finn had brought her as moving in present and also because he knew the story of when she was younger she had a toy cat and was inseparable with the cuddly toy. He left a label in the box revealing that she now had her Mittens back after all this time and she would keep her company while he was gone. Rachel had never cried so much over a gift before and he was right, they were inseparable, especially when Finn was away.

"Mittens, no, don't scratch that" Rachel was curled up on the cream patterned couch, her feet were laying over Quinn's lap as she sat focused on the TV solely. Rachel was trying to learn her lines for an upcoming musical they were to perform and sat with the script in front of her with the constant reminder that she needed to have them memorized before her rehearsal tomorrow morning but she couldn't focus on the pages as she could only hear Mittens clawing against her new table 6 piece across the room.

Rachel heard the sound of scratching again and shouted this time instead. The kitten still took no notice of her voice or the frustration and anger that was building up by her tone. She gently removed her legs from Quinn's lap and stood with her arms folded tightly against her chest and looked down at the small kitten who continued to scratch freely the wooden posts. She bent down and picked up the kitten and gently tapped her nose "No Mittens" she sighed and the kitten meowed before curling her head into her owners' neck and purring softly against her skin. "How am I meant to tell you off if you go and do that?" she laughed softly at the kitten. She had only had it a few weeks but yet it seemed to have already figured out the ways in which it could get out of trouble with Rachel.

"Rachel you are a pushover" Quinn had got up and walked over to see the kitten purring away in Rachel's arm and her smile returning promptly on her face. She waited for Rachel to react but she simply took the kitten to the couch and played with in her lap while Quinn made them both something to eat. Quinn heard the phone ringing and picked it up. "Hey Finn…Yeah she's just being a pushover with that kitten you got her…okay yeah Mittens, whatever her name is…Hold on" she removed the phone from her ear and walked out of the kitchen and shaked the phone evidently in the air before handing it to Rachel, removing the kitten from her lap and taking her back into the kitchen to give her some milk.

"Hey babe" Rachel excitedly spoke into the phone. She had spoken to him everyday but it didn't stop her missing him. She could hear him chuckling gently in response to her happiness.

"Rach, what's this I hear about you being pushed over by our kitten?" She could instantly recognize the smug sound of his voice.

She paused. "Well, your kitten decided it would be interesting to see how many scratches she could make on your new table leg and I decided to tell her off and she decided she would purr and cuddle me" Rachel explained it slowly and added the necessary pauses as she realized she had completely been pushed over by a kitten. Damn.

"Rachel, do I have to come home early and show you how to say no to our kitten?" he laughed louder than he expected too into the phone. He heard a mumbling on the other side of the device.

"Well there are other ways you could just displine me instead" she teased him. She loved hearing the other end go quiet as he found himself suddenly uncomfortable and wanting to be with her to get back at her for teasing him so cruelly. "That is very unfair of you" he sighed deeply. She giggled.

"Umm Rachel, if you are going to continue talking dirtily to Finn, me and Mittens will be taking our sandwiches upstairs, or in the garden or anywhere else than this room okay?" Quinn bite back as she chewed on the bread in front of her, leaving a very red faced Rachel. "Okay babe, I will speak to you tomorrow same time. I love you" she smiled into the phone before walking through to where Quinn was and the plate that was for her with a sandwich prepared alongside a glass of wine.

"It's okay Rach, yours is just cheese alright, Mittens will be sharing the ham with me" Quinn smiled softly as Rachel nodded and began biting into the sandwich. She had only just swallowed the first mouthful when she felt that weird feeling in her stomach before her hand involuntary went to cover her mouth and she ran as fast she could to the downstairs toilet to allow herself to throw up all the contents from her stomach. She wasn't even sure after five minutes of vomiting that it was food anymore that was coming up. She felt someone pull her hair gently to the side and rub her back with a soothing feeling. She looked up and grabbed some of the tissue to clean her mouth before looking up a very worried Quinn.

"Rach, what's going on, you never get ill" Quinn sighed and leant down to help reach onto Rachel's hand to hold her up right. She looked pale still despite loosing everything her body contained and yet she seemed warm to the touch. She carefully guided her through into the lounge and watched as she sat down before quickly filling a cup half full of water and telling her to take small and slow sips occasionally.

Rachel couldn't understand herself why she was ill. Quinn was more than right when she said she didn't get ill. The worst she had ever got when they removed her tonsils in high school but even then she wasn't that ill and it was something they had threatened her since she was a child. It was inevitable. But this felt different. She hardly ever choose foods which made her sick as she knew she couldn't afford to get ill being apart of her performance company as they were not keen on giving lead roles to actors/actresses who were regularly ill or unfit.

"I'm sure its nothing" Rachel wasn't convinced at all but on her Berry charm and smiled her way through despite the carried on worried looks Quinn gave her.

Rachel had excused herself shortly after her little episode and went into her bedroom and pulled out her phone, she dialed the number of her doctor she had since she moved to New York and managed to book an appointment for early tomorrow morning. She had worked out she could go to her appointment which was close by to the theatre and then go to her usual afternoon rehearsal before coming back and cooking dinner and then enjoy her nightly phone call with Finn.

She didn't realize how early she woke up until she saw it was still slightly dark outside of her window. She crept into the attached bathroom and showered and straightened her hair before putting on a cute jumper Finn had brought her one Christmas, a skirt and a pair of high knee socks. She went downstairs to find Mittens already demanding her breakfast. She walked up to the small kitten giving her plenty of fuss before feeding her and preparing some toast for herself and leaving some pre-done for Quinn for when she woke up in the next half an hour to go to work herself. She had left earlier than she intended too but wanted to get the appointment over and done with. She didn't like being ill and what made it worse was if it was anything bad or something she couldn't fix she couldn't tell Finn. She couldn't even tell Quinn because she knew Quinn would tell Puck who would eventually tell Finn so either way she was completely alone. She took a seat in the waiting room and quickly shown through into one of the separate rooms where she waited nervously for the doctor to get up her details and begin talking to her to determine what brought her here.

"So Miss Berry, what can I do for you today?" the doctor had short ginger hair and a sweet voice. She had instantly calmed Rachel down and saw her tense before speaking.

"Well, I was very sick yesterday and I don't often get ill and thought it would be wise to check it out sooner rather than later and then I thought about it and I've had other symptoms as well" she blurted it all out rather quickly. Luckily enough the doctor was used to patients talking fast and disclosing their details at speeds so she followed fluently to what Rachel described.

"Okay, I'm glad you came so promptly as it's easier to catch and treat something before it develops. Right what I'll ask you to do is take this pot and give us a urine sample and I would also like to take a few of your bloods as well to be sure" the doctor had already began typing into her computer to order the tests and while Rachel had gone off to the toilet to take the sample the doctor had set up the necessary items needed to take the bloods tests and as soon as Rachel arrived back she laid her down on the surgical bed and took the bloods and put the labels on the tubes before handing them to a nurse ensuring they got checked out straight away.

"Thank you miss. Berry for those. I will ring you this afternoon with your results and depending on the situation at this point is whether or not I shall be seeing you in the distant future" she smiled and noticed Rachel finally breath a sign of relief. Rachel thanked her for her time and left, heading towards the direction of where her rehearsals were held.

Rachel had only been at rehearsals a few hours before she heard her phone ringing in her bag that was near the side of the stage. She was excused to go answer it as her director knew Finn was away so luckily whenever her phone sounded with her very noticeable tone of 'Funny Girl' she was allowed to answer it no matter what was happening on stage. She saw unknown caller flash across her screen and walked further into the aisle to answer it. Her heart was beating so fast she could barely hear the voice of other person on the phone.

"Hello?" Rachel nervously spoke into the speaker. She couldn't breath every time an unknown number rang her. Thoughts of Finn drove through her head at fast speeds.

"Hello , it's Doctor Clemmings, I'm just ringing you back with your test results," She sounded calm as she spoke, which could only mean one thing.

Rachel channeled her breathing before listening to what the doctor was going to say. It was the moment of truth. "Well Rachel I'm very glad to say it's nothing serious or life threatening, however are you pregnant"…