There's so much angst going on in the fandom right now, that I needed to write a happy fic. It's a TAD angsty but it's only good angst. (If there is such a thing.) This will be my first chapter fic and I'll try to update as much as possible, that is if you like it.

I want to thank my fildos (you know who you are) and CSM for being my beta.

Disclaimer: Glee is the property of Fox and Ryan Murphy. You think if I owned it I'd break them up? HA.

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Finn walked into him and Rachel's apartment and set his bag on the recliner.

"Rachel? Rach? Baby?" He called for her and didn't receive an answer. He immediately panicked. He searched frantically through the apartment and she was nowhere to be found. This is New York! What if she was mugged? What if some kind of horrible accident happened on the subway? Finn fumbled with his pocket to reach his phone, just as he was about to dial the familiar number he heard the front door shut.

"Shit Rachel! Where the hell were you? I was worried sick! I was just about to call 911 and tell them you got abducted by aliens or something!" Finn exasperatedly threw his arms in the air.

Rachel looked at him. "Finn, you know I am working extra hard on this performance. This is the performance of a lifetime! I was born to play the role of Fanny Brice!" She stated eyes wide.

"I know Rach, but usually you call me if you're gonna be late and I was just worried. This is New York City after all." He walked towards her and wrapped his arm around her waist. His voice was low, "I would never forgive myself if anything happened to you." She grabbed onto the collar of his shirt "I'll be fine Finn, really." She smiled the smile that she reserved only for him and captured his lips in hers. He pulled her tighter to his body as she let out a slight whimper. She broke away slightly, "I think we should probably take this into the bedroom." She whispered seductively. He grinned and picked her up bridal style and she giggled as he began to attack her with kisses.

He threw her on the bed softly and she giggled as she bounced. He threw off his shirt and crawled on the bed towards her on all fours, and slowly made his way towards her. He started kissing his way slowly up her thighs and lifted her leg up to get better access. She grabbed his hair and moaned out his name. God, he couldn't get enough of her.

He moved her shirt up slightly and lightly kissed her stomach. "Oh Finn.." She breathed,"Don't stop. Please." She arched her back as he dipped his tongue in her belly button. He always loved the noises she made and it made him harder by the second. She moved her knee to rub his erection gently, and made his eyes roll in the back of his head. She was going to kill him, he was sure of it. He began trailing kisses up to her neck as she grabbed his face to stop him. "You know Finn, I was thinking…" He pouted slightly. He knew once Rachel got thinking she would get really into what she was saying and completely forget the task at hand. Which really sucked for Finn because he really, really wanted to have sex tonight.

She smirked like she could read his mind, which she probably could, which was awesome and scary at the same time. Her voice broke him from his trance, "Maybe after the shows run we could-" she looked down shyly then looked back up to meet his gaze "We could get married." His smile grew wide "Really?" His eyes sparkled, his tone hopeful. "Really." She smiled back at him lovingly. "I love you Rachel." He reached up and placed his hands over hers. "I love you too." He took her hands and placed them around his neck and his lips met hers once again.

An hour later, with sheets and naked limbs wrapped around each other, Rachel lay on his shoulder and traced circles on his chest. "Finn?" She asked in a whisper.

"Hmm?" Finn answered half asleep.

"Can we have a big wedding?"

He smiled. "Baby, we can have whatever you want." He hugged her tight against him and she kissed his shoulder. She smiled as she drifted off to sleep. She couldn't wait to start planning.

Two Weeks Later

Rachel leapt out of the bed and ran towards the bathroom. Finn jolted up from his position in the bed; He could hear her heaving in the bathroom.

"Rachel, shouldn't you go see a doctor? That's like the 5th time this week." He sighed and rested his head on the headboard. He was starting to worry.

He heard the toilet flush and heard the sink run then shut off. Rachel walked into their bedroom in her robe.

"Finn, I'm fine. I think it's just stress from the show. Opening night is getting closer and closer and I'm working extra hard. If I don't feel better by the weekend, I'll go to the doctor okay?" She walked towards the bed and sat on her side.

He turned to look at her. "Okay. Promise?"

She nodded her head. "Promise."

He grabbed the tie of her robe tugging it slightly. She stopped his hand and smirked.

"Uh huh. I have to get ready for rehearsal and you have to go meet Kurt for breakfast." He stuck out his bottom lip and she flapped it with his finger. "But maybe if you're a good boy today you'll get a surprise later." She said, lowering her voice at which his face immediately changed into a grin. He kissed her nose and jumped out of bed. "Don't wanna be late for breakfast with Kurt!" She laughed and rolled her eyes jokingly. "Men."

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Finn walked into the diner and saw his step brother at a table in the back.

"Hey dude." He clapped Kurt on his back as he sat down.

"Must you be so barbaric? This jacket is worth more than your car payment." Kurt took a sip of his water.

Finn snorted. "Now, what's the big news that you couldn't tell me over the phone?" Finn looked around for a waiter because he was starving.

Kurt clapped his hands. "Oh my god Finn! I got an internship with one of the most notable fashion designers in all of New York! Isn't that amazing?" He beamed.

Finn gaped at him. "That's what you couldn't of told me over the phone?"

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Rachel bounded into rehearsal with a little extra skip in her step.

"Someone got laid this morning…" She heard Gabrielle, her understudy, mutter under her breath. Rachel glared at her "That is absolutely none of your business whatsoever." She flipped her hair and walked into her dressing room.

She set her stuff in the chair and walked towards her mirror. She didn't see anything different about her appearance. She shrugged and began to get ready for the first scene.

As she walked down the hallway towards the stage, she bumped into Lacey, the stage manger, "Oh Rachel! Just the person I wanted to see!" Lacey stopped and looked at her. She eyed her carefully and Rachel smiled. "What?"

"Something's different about you."

Rachel looked herself over. "No, not at all."

Lacey shook her head. "Never mind then. You're wanted by Howard he needs to block the cake scene."

Rachel smiled and walked towards the stage. She yelled over her shoulder "Thanks Lacey!"

Lacey stuck her pen in her mouth. "Something is different about her."

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"So how is Miss Theatricality doing lately?" Kurt asked in between bites of his omlete.

Finn swallowed the pancake in his mouth. "She's good. I'm kind of worried about her though…"

Kurt furrowed his brow "Oh? Why?"

"Well," he took a sip of his juice "this show is really taking a lot out of her. She's tired a lot lately and she's been throwing up a lot."

"Maybe she should go to a doctor."

"That's what I keep telling her, but you know Rachel." He stuck another pancake in his mouth.

"That I do."

Kurt and Finn spent the rest of their breakfast talking about their parents, Finn's coaching job with the Jets and what Kurt's plans are for the future.

As Finn was about to pay the bill, Faithfully played from his pocket.

"Some things never change." Kurt said under his breath as he rolled his eyes.

"Hey baby." He cooed.

"Finn-" She sounded distraught.

"Rachel? Are you okay?" He panicked. He looked at his step brother and concern washed over Kurt's face.

"Finn, I-I'm pregnant." She whispered into the phone.

Finn's face fell and his mind and heart started to race. When the news finally registered, a big grin found its way to his face.

"Are you sure? I mean, of course your sure but, I mean when?" He knew he was rambling, but he couldn't help it. He was ecstatic.

Kurt was confused about what was going on and he motioned to Finn to let him into the conversation. Finn held up his finger.

"Yes, I'm sure, and remember that night two weeks ago?" Oh, boy did he ever. "Yeah, I do." He grinned.

"Well.." She trailed off. "That's also why I haven't been feeling well."

"Did you go to the doctor today?"

She laughed humorlessly "No, I actually found out from Lacey."

His brow furrowed in confusion. "The stage manager? Is she a doctor too?"

"No, she's not. But she has good intuition."

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"Alright ladies! I want to get this scene perfect for opening night! Places please!" Howard clapped his hands and everyone took their places.

Rachel couldn't help but feel a little funny. She didn't know whether it was nerves, or if it was the fact that she was working too hard. She shrugged it off and pushed on through because she was Rachel Berry after all. And she was a perfectionist.

As soon as her part was about to be reached, she felt her stomach lurch and run towards the backstage bathroom.

It was then that the light bulb went off in Lacey's head. "Ah HA!" She walked from the stage and towards Rachel's direction.

Lacey walked into the bathroom as Rachel was rinsing out her mouth. She stood by the wall and smirked at her.

"How far along are you?" Lacey asked her.

Rachel looked at her in astonishment. "What?"

"I said how far along are you." Lacey smirked at Rachel and walked towards her.

Rachel stood there, shock registering on her face. "Oh my god.." She brought her hand to her mouth.

Lacey placed her hand on her shoulder. "You didn't know?"

Rachel shook her head. "No, I mean, I just didn't think anything of it. I chalked it up to stress and ever since I got my period, I've never been regular." She shifted her eyes to the wall. "I…" Tears started to well up in her eyes.

Rachel has always wanted a family and marriage and a white picket fence with Finn, but not now, not at the most important time of her life, not when the role she was born to play is actually a reality.

The tears started to freely flow down her face. "I'm sorry Lacey, I-I have to go. Tell Howard that I won't be able to finish rehearsal today." She rushed passed Lacey, wiping the tears frantically off her face.

Rachel rushed to her dressing room and ran to her boudoir and grabbed her cell phone from her purse. She dialed Finn's number with shaky hands.

"Finn?"

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After her conversation with Finn, she couldn't stop shaking. She looked in the vanity and stared at her reflection. Her mind was going into over drive.

She had mixed feelings about this and she did not know what to do. Finn was so happy that he was going to be a father and she felt horrible because she did not feel as elated as he did, but she wanted nothing more than to have a family with him.

She gasped. Oh god! What are her father's going to think! Here she was, 22 years old with the world at her feet and she was going to have a baby; worse yet, a baby out of wedlock. The tears that were pooling in her eyes flowed freely down her cheeks. Her sobs wracked her body as she slid down the wall and cried into her knees.

For once in her life, Rachel Berry had no idea what to do.

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