I know I should probably update one of my other stories, but this idea has kind of been floating in my head for the past three days and it won't leave me alone...

...so hope you enjoy...


"I'll see you tomorrow morning." Rachel smiled at the boy as he stood behind the truck door holding it open for her. She shrugged, "I had a really nice time." She gushed as she watched him shut the door when she exited the vehicle.

Finn smiled, "yeah, it was pretty awesome." He agreed.

They had just spent three hours in Rachel's living room watching dancing videos and musicals. Rachel had promised it would make him a little better at both singing and dancing.

Then, after watching the videos Rachel made him try some of the moves.

He failed at most of them.

However, she encouraged him to continue.

Finn bent down and kissed his girlfriend on the cheek bidding her goodnight before he walked to the driver side of his truck and climbed inside.

This was a long night, and all he could think about now was sleep...

...and how much he needed it...


As he entered his house fifteen minutes later, around 11:30 P.M., he walked into the living room to hang his keys on the hook.

"Finny hey, we're getting ready to watch a video," his mother Carol said. She smiled, "care to join us?"

The tall boy reached up and wiped is eyes before saying, "you know, I think I'm gonna go to bed." He told her.

Carol looked confused.

Burt looked at the silver watch wrapped around his wrist, "at 11:30?" He asked, a little unsure. Maybe his watch was broken.

Finn nodded, "yeah, I'm just tired."

Carol stood up from the couch and walked the little distance to her son before standing up as tall as she could get just to kiss his cheek, "goodnight." She hugged him.

"g'night." Finn mumbled back, before slouching his way up the stairs.


It took him another fifteen minutes to get completely ready for bed; he had to brush his teeth, comb his hair, change into pajama's, and shave.

Once he was completely ready however he lie down in closed his eyes, wishing and hoping sleep would take him for the night.

It did.

Finally.


However, the sleep didn't last long. To him it felt lie ten minutes, but in reality it was six hours. When he woke up, it was 6:00 A.M. He noticed as he checked his own watch. Though he swore he had taken it off last night.

He squinted his eyes a moment before streaching his muscles out.

He still didn't want to move, he wasn't looking forward to school this morning, or even Glee club that afternoon. He really wasn't ready to listen to Rachel go on and on about the local theatre house again either.

After a tingle in his nose crept up on him, and it stayed so long he couldn't ignore it he reached up and scratched it, hoping the itching feeling would disappear.

As he scratched his nose, his hand and wrist felt a slight prickling.

And he was utterly confused.

He had scruff.

"What the?" He asked the open air, because he knew he shaved last night, and his hair didn't grow back that fast.

And that's when he realized that he wasn't in his room. Panic started to settle in because where the hell was he? He looked around not believing that he hadn't noticed this before. He shot up out of bed, sitting up straight and as he sat there he noticed boxes, packing boxes, they were taped togeter still, all but one, one was sitting with the flaps open.

The guy stood up, he noticed a mirror hanging on the closet door, so he walked toward it. He figured, he may be in one of those Freaky Friday places, you know...maybe he switched bodies with someone more scruffy...Puck maybe.

He was relieved to find that he hadn't, it was still him.

However, he looked different, his hair looked the same and his eyes were still brown. He was slightly scruffy not too much though, it seemed as though he hadn't shaved for maybe three or four days. He definitely wasn't taller, maybe broader though. He looked as though he had more muscle. And he couldn't resist from lifting up his shirt and looking at his now perfectly shaped abs.

"Whoa." he said.

And that's when he noticed the ring.

He had a golden band on his left ring finger, he had been using his left hand to lift up his shirt. The ring had kind of popped out at him.

He dropped the shirt, letting it drape down his body again before he examined the ring closer.

It was a wedding band.

After staring at the ring a moment Finn pushed the closet door open looking inside. See he himself had never used a closet before so he figured his answer would be in there. Whatever the answer was.

It was full of clothes, and they weren't just his vests or suits or ties or shirts...there was women clothing in there as well.

And he couldn't help but reach out and touch it all, just to be sure it was really there. That he wasn't imagining it all.

Suddenly there was a loud crash from behind him. He twirled around and noticed the door leading to whatever was behind it.

He figured he should check it out, see what had happened.

But, he couldn't get his feet to move. They were frozen in place.

Little by little he convinced himself to venture beyond the wooden door that led to the bedroom he was in now. As he pushed the door open her noticed he wasn't in a house at all. It was an apartment.

Instead of the bedroom, he was now in the living room, and walk a few feet to the left there was the kitchen.

He let his eyes wander a minute before they landed on a babypen. And curiosity got the best of him as he walked the distance to the little square box.

All that was inside there was the little blue blanket his father had left him.

He couldn't help but hold it a moment.

"Daddy!" An excited little voice said from behind.

As his eyes widened Finn dropped the blanket back into the pen and turened around.

The most adorable little girl he had ever seen was standing in front of him with her brown hair messed up around her face and her big brown doe eyes staring at him widely.

He really had no idea who she was but he offered her a little, "hey." Before looking around the rooms and asking her, "do you know what that crash was?"

The little girl nodded, "mommy dropped a box."

Finn nodded, "mommy?"

"Yeah."

Finn heard a laugh from behind, a small little baby laugh, then a voice that followed, "hey, look who rolled himself out of bed." He could tell the woman who said it was smiling, he was sure he should recognize the voice, it sounded so familiar but for some odd reason he couldn't place it.

He slowly turned around, "Quinn?" He said staring at the blonde. Quinn Fabray still looked perfect and beautiful, the most gorgeous lady he'd ever seen. She had shoulder length hair now and her eyes were still the same mesmerizing hazel they were before. She was in pajama's as well, a small white tank top and a pair of sleep pants.

She was holding the cutest blonde baby girl Finn had ever seen.

Quinn smiled at him, "yeah."

He took a few hesitant steps toward her, "wh-where am I?" He asked her suddenly.

The blonde set the baby in the babypen before looking at him uncertainly. She had a confused expression written clearly on her face as she said, "you're home."

"Home?" Finn's eyes fluttered around the room before he looked at her again, because this was not home.

She just nodded, "yeah..." She shrugged looking around herself, "well, it's not exactly home yet because we just got here last night...you said you were too tired to unpack the rest of the stuff then, so we're doing it tonight instead." She explained.

"We?" He asked, "as in you and I?"

It came out harsher than he meant it too and he noticed right away. Quinn looked genuinely hurt.

It was weird for him to see her this way too, normally she was amazing at hiding her feelings, but right then, it was all different.

"Well yeah," Quinn answered her voice a little uncertain, "I mean, i-isn't that what you want?"

Behind her he saw a picture resting on a table, one of the only few things unpacked.

It was a wedding picture.

Quinn was the most beautiful bride he had ever seen, noticing who was in the picture with her seemed to shock her heart. Both the bride and the groom seemed to be the happiest people on the Earth, and it was all caught on camera.

And in that moment he realized he and Quinn were married.

Quinn was his wife.


So, are you confused?

Do you love it/hate it/are you uncertain...

...I'd appreciate any review you have...

Thanks for reading!