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Hi, so this is a sort of prequel to 'The Whole Nine Months' however this is the finchel version with Arabelle, though you would still be able to read this without reading the other one and understand it. This fic may have a few tweaks compared to the Brittana version but I figured since that got plenty of attention this will too! I hope you like it, please REVIEW/FAVOURITE/FOLLOW I appreciate all of them XD thanks and enjoy...
Chapter 1: New Beginnings.
"Finn..."
"Yah..." he peered his eyes over the news paper.
"Do you ever feel like there's something missing?" oh crap, this was common Rachel talk. If it was something big it would always start of like this 'Finn we should buy a house' or 'Finn I got a job in Los Angeles'...
"umm no." she smirked at his uninterest, this was common Finn, whenever she wanted a serious talk he'd brush her off and avoid everything possible 'I love this apartment, don't you?' or 'Isn't New York just peachy at this time of year'
"No I mean- we need to figure out what's next for us" his eyes wandered nervously up to hers as he realised it was better to be fully there for the upcoming conversation...
"Spit it out... do you want a puppy? I heard girl go through a phase and they-" "Finn!" he was startled from his ramble, he leaned the paper onto the counter fully to get a view of her leaning her fore arms against the table top.
"I don't want a puppy" she smiled fighting the urge to giggle at his cuteness.
"So?" he allowed his mind to wander for a slight second which caused his brain to make up many crazy scenarios in the given time, was there a problem? was she sick? did he do something wrong? divorce?
"-What ever it was I'm sorry!" he surrendered panicking, "you did nothing wrong babe" her voice stayed monotone yet a helpless grin crept across her face.
"... I want a baby"
He froze in shock, was he expecting that? FUCK NO!, was he disappointed? surprisingly not...
"A baby?" he finally choked out watching her loosen up in relief that he didn't run in the other direction or yell 'no' bluntly.
"A baby..." she nodded "... I know this is completely out of the blue and we've never really talked about this before but I think the timings perfect, you know we have secure jobs the house is all paid for... everything's perfect" she mentally ticked each bullet point off in her head, hoping her big speech would work.
He thought for what felt like hours though he felt the urge to smile, Finn had always wanted children maybe not so much after the Beth scandal but his impulse slowly returned and much more concentrated. She was right, they had a house and jobs they where happily married and everything was perfect...
"Ok. Let's have a baby" she practically leapt over the counter top in pure hysteria.
"Are you serious?! you want to have a baby?" he pulled his wife onto his lap before noticing how her eyes become misty.
"No. I want to have many babies with you Rachel Hudson, but maybe we should just start with one" she buried her head into his neck and hugged him till he felt suffocated, he loved making his wife happy, she was the most beautiful woman on earth yet when she smiled she looked even more amazing which he never thought was possible.
"I love you so much" she squealed finally composing herself "- however if that's the case lets hope we don't get twins" she laughed hysterically watching his face fall and his eyes widen "- I'm kidding, I'm kidding" she chanted playfully slapping his arm.
"So when shall we start trying?" after a couple minutes nervous chatter she finally asked.
"Whenever you want?" she knew that smile, he leaned forwards and kissed her while removing his arm which cradled her legs and wrapping it around her back "how..." he kissed stronger "about..." even stronger "right..." it could officially be called sexual "now" he leaned back and grinned devilishly.
"I like your style Mr Hudson" she returned as he carried her out of the room and up the stairs.
A little while later...
"Finn you're going to be late for work, hurry up!" she stood fixing lunches and clearing breakfast plates at the kitchen island while her husband ran frantically around the house.
"I'm coming..." he entered the kitchen looking frazzled, his hair stuck up and his shirt out.
"God you are such a child sometimes" she moved around the counter and began fixing his clothes like his mother "... do you have all you papers and stuff?" she asked being the obsessive Rachel she was.
"Yes... well the ones that Jacob didn't rip up" he was always very oblivious of a morning.
"Yah will I did say don't let a toddler out of your sight... but off course you ignored me" they shared a smile before leaning in a kissing each other, however the man noticed it was different, she was kissing different?
"You ok?" he watched as she stepped back and raised her hand to her chest, "... uhh yah I'm fine" her voice was shaky and unconfident, definitely not Rachel Hudson.
He eyed her for the minutes until he needed to leave and she didn't change, her hands trembled when not attached to a piece of furniture and her face had drained all colour "Rach babe are you sick? is there something wrong?" he grabbed her arms from behind and was shocked when she lunged forward and down the hall...
"Rach... Rachel?" as he got closer to the bathroom he heard a very off putting sound, Rachel was never sick she was too obsessed with her health to get sick. He got closer to the bathroom and slowly pushed open the wooden door "aww babe" she kneeled beside the toilet bowl with one hand on the side and one holding up her brunette locks "it's ok" he repeated taking her hair and rubbing circles on her back as she emptied the contents of her stomach.
Once she finally stopped puking and composed herself, Finn guided her onto his lap "what just happened?" he shook his head while wiping the stray hairs from her face.
"Oh god..." was all she grumbled before gagging and leaning back over the toilet, she'd lost her breakfast a few minutes prier so she was left retching air.
When she was sure nothing else was left she allowed her husband to pull her back down "I really don't feel good" she whimpered leaning her head against his chest, Rachel never shown signs of weakness, this must be bad.
He carefully picked her up in his arms and carried her up to their bedroom, after placing her under the covers he felt her forehead "you're a little warm, maybe you caught a bug." she nodded with no worry "-I'll call work and stay home" she winced while fidgeting.
"No I'll be ok don't worry" her hoarse voice choked.
"No I'm staying to look after you" she couldn't even find the energy to argue with him and nodded contempt. As said Rachel Hudson was never sick, he couldn't help but internally panic thinking the worst.
She got better, but not much. It was as if her sickness was timed, four days on the run she threw up from eight till eleven and the rest of the time she felt nauseous and weak, all's she wanted to do was lay curled up in a ball under her duvet; no loud voice, or random bout of song... no dancing or watching Barbara Streisand classics just a dark room.
It was mid afternoon and his big body lay spooning her petite one in the midst of their many blanket and pillows across their bed "I think you should go see a doctor"
he piped up hoping she wouldn't bite his head off.
"No I'll be fine, it's probably just a virus"
"Rachel you've threw up sixteen times this week... that's not normal"
"... you actually counted how many times I threw up? gross." he smirked uncontrollably at her attempt to change the topic.
"Tell me the truth Rachel, aren't you just an ounce worried" she thought for a moment before deflating.
"Finn I don't think-"
"Rachel you need to see a doctor"
"Finn I-"
"It could be anything, you might need-"
"I don't think it's-"
"Rachel this could be serious! you could-"
"Finn!" she raised her voice, "I think I'm pregnant..."
He froze like the last time she said something indigestible "... err" she tilted her head upwards to meet his eyes while grabbing one of his hands and firmly placing it on her bare abdomen.
"I think there's a baby in there Finn" the words that toppled out of her mouth confirmed his thoughts.
"Oh my god... we need to know" he shot up not removing his hands from her skin "-let's find out! right now" he bounced like an excited child, "now! right now" he couldn't form full sentences in the moment.
"We need to take a test" Rachel smiled simply forcing back the urge to jump up and down with him, she needed to be sure.
"Let's go get one"
"I have one"
"You have a pregnancy test?"
"yah Quinn gave it to me a while back when we were trying"
"Quinn had a pregnancy test?"
"Not the point hubby" she shoved him away before shakily getting off the bed, "whoa let me help you" he ran around the king sized bed and grabbed her arm for support which she surprisingly shrugged off.
"I'm fine" that was the Rachel he knew, persistent and out going. He observed her hobble towards the joint bathroom and listened to the rustling as she emptied the cupboard "... need help?" he added.
"Maybe pregnant not disabled honey" his insides squirmed at the thought of her pregnant.
She soon slammed the bathroom door to take the test while Finn sat like an excited child on the edge of the bed, "Ok so we have to wait three minutes" she sighed opening the door, in one hand she held the white stick and in the other her phone which was set to a timer.
"Finn..." she sat beside him on the bed facing the bathroom.
"Yah?"
"...is this scary for you?"
"a little... for you?"
"Just a bit"
Rachel lay back onto the bed and exhaled deeply, they never spoke another word till her phone chimed. Finn went to grab the test but she pulled him back "I'm sorry" she winced "why?" he asked incredulous...
"If it's not positive I'm sorry"
He felt like he as punched in the stomach "Rachel baby don't be sorry, whether you're pregnant or not it doesn't matter because we have each other... besides we can just keep trying... I love you" he cupped the side of her face and placed a gentle peck on her pink plump lips, "I love you too...".
It was official. Rachel Barbra Hudson was going to have a baby with the love of her life; a screaming, crying, nagging infant but she couldn't be more excited. They'd always wanted a baby, Finn imagined three beautiful children in a large house where they could grow old, Rachel's dream was pretty similar except she avoided the growing old part. She leapt into his arms full of joy and cried until it was impossible "we're gonna be parents" she bawled, the only thing reassuring Finn she was happy was the fact she was smiling.
"We're gonna have a baby Finn" her voice was much clearer, she sat up on his lap and found his eyes with her own.
"A person..." he nodded in disbelief wearing one of his traditional 'half' smirks, "a real person" she giggled.
He removed his right hand from around her side and situated it upon her still flat abdomen "this is so awesome" he grinned as like a teenage boy talking about a new video game.
After an hours floating on the clouds they finally came back to earth, she lay entangled in his body sprawled across their bed "I'm so happy... I was starting to think it was never going to happen"
"why?"
"I don't know... I thought something might have been wrong- everyone else got pregnant so quick, Quinn on her first shot and Tina wasn't even trying"
Finn began to chuckle as they reminisced, "well it's our turn next" he assured.
They wasted no time in scheduling a doctors appointment. So on Thursday afternoon they practically skipped into the doctors office on a mental high "I'm so excited"
she exclaimed for the hundredth time that day.
"I know but seriously you have to cool it a little, Quinn was more than shocked to hear what she thought was a 'pigs spueal' down the phone, they'll figure it out before we tell them."
"I know, I know... but I'm just so excited!" he chuckled to himself realising she wasn't going to change any time soon. And he loved her.
The room smelt like 'hospital' the stench of bleach and other bacterial products burnt his nostrils, he watched his wife clamber onto the small paper covered bed wearing one of those prissy blue gowns.
"Are you ok?" she raised her eyebrows.
"Mmhmm are you?" the nervous fidgeting was very unconvincing.
"I'm fine... what's wrong?" he breathed in deeply, "I don't like these places, they make me nervous" she knew he never liked being their but it was very rare that they were.
"Get used to it honey. We're going to be here a lot over the next year" she smiled warmly.
"Knock, knock" an older woman entered the room; she was around late forties with short chocolate coloured hair, she was rather plump but not overweight,
she wore a white lab coat and carried a plastic clip board in her hands.
"Hi" both husband and wife beamed in sync, they were both familiar with the woman as she'd been Rachel's doctor since they moved to Los Angeles.
"How's things?" her tone was very casually and comforting, she pulled a chair up opposite the couple to give her full attention.
"Great, we're actually here because we think we're pregnant" Finn loved it when she said 'we' it made him feel involved and helpful considering there was not much he could actually do.
"Awesome..." she nodded "... well we'll run some tests let you know for definite" they ran all the usual tests; urine samples, blood samples and made sure she was in tip top shape. Many questions later a small blonde nurse finally entered the room with papers in her hand...
"Well you're definitely pregnant. Congratulations" it was hard to stay in grown up character considering both wanted to jump up and down in excitement, so instead they settled for a simple hug, "So what's next?" Rachel interfered leaning back and wiping away the stray tear that formed in the corner of her eye.
"So we'll start by giving you an ultrasound to see how far along you are and make sure the baby's ok, we'll also get you set up with a regular appointment schedule and prescribe you some prenatal vitamins" both adults nodded vigorously the more she talked.
The doctor instructed the smaller brunette to drink a ridiculous amount of water before lying down on the tilted bed and lift up the gown, once a piece of cloth was firmly below her waist she pulled up a technical machine and squirted clear gel across her stomach.
Anxiety built up in Rachel as she clenched onto her husbands hand, the woman moved the probe around until she smiled showing her teeth "found it" she mumbled barely above a whisper almost with a sense of accomplishment. It looked like a blob of nothing. Literally.
"As you can see this is the baby now, it's around one point six centimetres and weighs about a gram. So I'm putting you at eight weeks along, he or she's perfectly healthy and doing great" their relieved sighs could have been heard from a mile away.
"I'll let you get cleaned up they we can talk some more" she soon left the room leaving then to swoon over their expected child.
"I can't believe it, there's a baby... inside me" she placed her hand on her now clear stomach which was engulfed by Finn's.
"Me either..." he really couldn't, things where about to change so much, everyone would soon know about the latest addition then once he or she arrived they'd be parents. Wowzaa his brain was spinning.
"Honey you ok?"
"Fine just you know... this is insane"
"You are happy aren't you?"
"Off course! God I couldn't be happier it's just crazy" she nodded cautiously before leaving to get changed. He hoped his nerves would leave, Finn Hudson was going to be a father, he was going to care for another human being and he was going to do a good job.
The morning sickness improved no more if anything it got way worse...
"Rachhhhhh?"
"What?!"
He cautiously stepped back away from the bathroom door, "you've been in there for an hour"
"Yah well I can't stop throwing up!" maybe the mood swings where starting to show also...
"Rachhhhhh?"
"WHAT?!"
"Let me in" he tried to make his voice sound as gentle and soothing as possible yet she didn't seem to notice.
"NO! you are not coming in here to watch me puke" she whined, he heard a slight rustling before another gag. He felt awful, there was nothing he could do to help her.
"Rachhhhhhh?"
"Finn Hudson I swear to God-"
"Rachel?" that wasn't Finn...
She shakily rose from the ground and clung onto the until the room stopped spinning, once she was composed she carefully opened the door curios to put a face to voice "you look like shit" oh surprise, surprise Tina Cohen-Chang stood looking like a million dollars at eight in the morning.
"What do you want?" the petite brunette was feisty and in no mood to be messed with.
"Well good morning to you too sleeping beauty, I came by to ask if you guys wanted to go to breakfast with me and Mike and Jacob but I'm guessing you've just upchucked yours" her sly smile was overpowering for the time of day "-what's wrong?" that's when it hit them... nobody knew.
"Uhh I ate something bad" You'd think an actress was a good liar... she really wasn't.
"Like what?" Over the years Tina's personality had defiantly changed, she came out of her shell and pushed her way to the front of everything, to think of it her charisma had become very Santana just a little nicer.
"Oh uhh I don't know, I'll be fine" Rachel shuffled past both of them and sat on the edge of her bed.
"Oh ok then so no breakfast?" Finn answered for her by politely shaking his head, "-feel better Rach" she smiled before pacing out the house as if nothing happened.
"Close call" Finn sighed, he neatly placed himself beside his wife who instantly slumped into his arms "I don't feel good" she grumbled out of character it worried him to see her so unhappy and sickly, "maybe there's something wrong?" he was practically diving into a shark infested tank saying that.
"There's nothing wrong Finn."
"Rach babe you can hardly stand up straight with out going faint, you can't even keep water down I think it's time we go the hospital"
"no! go away I'm fine" she crawled off his lap and dug herself into many pillows, "Fine but if you throw up one more time I'm calling your doctor!" he stormed out of the room like a helpless child and down the stairs, he couldn't even call his mom for advice!
Unsurprisingly it was only another hour before he heard loud retching from their room "I'm calling the doctor" he shouted sarcastically up the stairs without reply.
"Hello... hi yes this is Rachel Hudson's husband Finn calling... yeah well umm she's been throwing up quite a lot, she can't keep anything down and she can hardly stand... no not for a couple days... ok as soon as possible... ok bye" that's when he panicked, obviously if he said she needs immediate hospital treatment there's a problem... another thing how was he going to convince her to go?
It wasn't as hard as he expected... well she was half unconscious so all's he had to do was pick her up and lay her down with a trash can in the back of the car, he had never saw Rachel so sick; yes she'd had flu and mass hangovers but she'd never been this bad. Luckily he only had to stop once on the way there since she began to splutter and puked again, arrival at the hospital went quite quick she went straight in to be checked out while he waited outside feeling desperate for information.
"Finn?" her doctor emerged from the room sporting a sickly sweet smile.
"Hi" they shook hands before she gestured for then both to sit, "is she ok?" the older woman grinned even wider at his cliché cuteness.
"Rachel has a mild case of hyperemesis gravidarum..."
"...what's that?" he replied incredulous.
"It's severe morning sickness-"
"Mild?"
"yah well it doesn't seem it but women who have a strong case vomit constantly twenty four seven" he felt a ray of light shine upon the situation.
"So what now?"
"Well she's also quite dehydrated so we've attached her to a drip, we're going to keep her in for a couple of days and find a safe medication remedy that works for her and keeps her from throwing up again, she'll still get the common pregnancy nausea but it shouldn't be half as bad"
"Can I see her?"
"Yeah sure she's sleeping though"
They said their goodbyes and went their separate ways, her room was cosy and warm, she lay tangled in many wires; hair messily tied on top of her head, white pale face and bright red lips. He pulled up a chair beside her and gripped onto her limp hand "you're gonna be ok beautiful" he whispered kissing her back hand.
It was only two days before they discharged the woman on strict orders to rest and eat only healthy food to go with her medication remedy. Finn saw it as a great opportunity to wait on his wife twenty four seven and make sure she doesn't have to lift a finger...
"I don't want it"
"But you have to eat?"
"Yah well I don't like tomato's"
"Since when?"
"Since I decided I don't like tomato's!"
Her fast food cravings where overpowering, every salad looked almost impossible to eat "you're killing me Rach" he side practically dropping the plate onto the side table.
"Quit whining!"
"Stop being so moody!"
"Bite me!"
There relationship was ridiculously immature at times, add a hormonal Rachel in the mix then you have a recipe for...
"JUST LEAVE ME FINN!"
"I'm trying to help"
"I don't need you 're help, I'm tired and..." she lashed her arms out in frustration "-please just leave me" she whimpered, the man sighed before hauling himself of the bed and out of the room. Rachel was never the type to take help, ever since high school she was always Miss independent he actually sometimes wished she'd let go and accept his offers.
She awoke to pure silence, the room was much darker than before she closed her eyes. It felt weird sitting up without a rush of sickness to her throat so she decided to make the most of it, she slowly emerged from her quilted heaven and fixed the bed head that had formed the clock told her it was already seven- she'd sat in her the room all day.
She stepped onto the cold wooden floor and threw on her dark blue hooded top, Finn was no where in sight so her first mission was to find him.
"Finn... Finn?" she took it step by step considering her legs still resembled jelly, the main room was empty the lamps where on but the TV off. "Finn?" she called again but much clearer, he quickly popped his head around the door frame to the kitchen "...in here" he smiled making her curios.
"Oh my gosh..." she swooned entering the room and placing her hands on her chest.
"Ok so I know you feel really miserable and I can't really do much to make you feel better... but then I thought what are Rachel's favourite things?" he gestured to the table which was covered in many of her favourites.
"You even got me chocolate?" she grinned astounded considering every sugar coated product was completely unavailable for the best few days.
"I did..."
"Thank you"
"No thank you... you're carrying my child- our child" she threw her petite body into his and wrapped her arms around his upper waist...
"I love you so much"
"I love you too... both of you"
BTW I hope to get at least a few reviews before I update so please tell me whether it's worth carrying on or not. :)