FINN

Finn looked down at his large hands placed gently on Rachel's back. Had she always been so tiny? Maybe she'd shrunk. Old ladies have been known to shrink and Rachel was wise beyond her years so maybe she'd shrunk too. He shook his head quietly to himself as he realised how insane he sounded. Of course Rachel hadn't shrunk, he'd just grown even taller. But she was miniscule, he felt as though he could crush her like a porcelain doll with just a little more effort.

He felt her pull away from him, looking up into his eyes with a puzzled look on her face.

"What? What did I do?" He worried for a second that he might've been accidentally talking outloud.

"Oh nothing, you just kind of... tightened. Is something wrong?" Rachel looked worried. She had that look on her face far too often these days and Finn was constantly kicking himself for it.

"Oh right. I was just thinking about how easy it would be to crush you like a bug." He panicked when he realised he'd done what he always does and blurted out whatever was on his mind at that moment, but Rachel just laughed.

"We can't all be ten foot giants you know." She walked back over the piano, still smirking to herself.

Finn had been ever so grateful to Mr Shue for the choreography for the new number. He loved nothing more than singing a slow ballad with Rachel and ending it with a hug was just the icing on the cake.

"I think we should work on your range a bit more." Rachel barely grazed the piano and a high B resounded out over the auditorium. Finn's responding note was a perfect match and he surprised himself by how easy it had become to reach it. He'd come so far since he first joined Glee club, mostly due to Rachel.

He looked down at her sitting at the piano and smiled. If he leaned over just a little further he knew he'd get the perfect shot right down her top... but he didn't. Being a pervert never helped anyone. But her boobs did look smokin' today and maybe he'd earned himself a little reward for being practically note perfect during their rehearsal.

He had to shake his head to reel his mind back out of the gutter in time to realise Rachel had asked him a question and was looking up at him expectantly.

"Um nothing. Why?"

Rachel took a deep breath and he realised she was about to launch into one of her mile a minute speeches, "I've just been thinking about how much it can help your learning process to practise in different locales. The accoustics in my bedroom are absolutely perfect for helping to expand your range, you can really hear the tone in your own voice and, well, I hand picked my room when my dads bought the house so I could be sure of that very thing and I thought maybe if you could hear yourself singing the song there that you'd feel better about how well you're doing."

She stopped to breathe and looked down at the piano slightly flushed. He smiled again, ready to accept her invitation before remembering an earlier promise.

"Shoot, I just remembered I'm supposed to go job hunting after school, Quinn needs money for... some kind of baby stuff and I haven't been able to help her at all." He started to backtrack when he saw her face fall at the mention of Quinn and the baby, "But then again I went out before school this morning, apparently Wal-Mart are looking for a new greeter and I consider myself to pretty good at greeting so I think I can blow it off just this once."

Rachel's eyes lit up and they shared a smile before she turned back to the piano.

RACHEL

She wasn't exactly sure what she expected to happen this afternoon but that didn't mean she wasn't going to look her best. You should always look your best when you have company and it'd be foolish to make an exception just because it was Finn. She looked around her room for the thirtieth time, making sure it was neat and nothing was out of place, and went back to brushing her hair.

Rachel had never considered herself to be the kind of girl who would steal a man away from his pregnant girlfriend. She was better than that. But she had convinced herself that this situation wasn't the same. She had heard about the way Quinn spoke to him these days, constantly berating him for not having a job and behaving as though he should fall at her feet. It was becoming more difficult to feel sorry for her when she had to listen to stories of the way Quinn treated him.

Rachel sighed and pulled her hair out of her eyes so she could apply her mascara. She wasn't expecting Finn for another thirty minutes but she felt she should always be prepared. She let her mind wander back to all the moments they had shared together. Yes, it's true that she had enjoyed the kisses but they hadn't meant as much to her as the other, more precious moments. When he had finally admitted to having feelings for her. She'd been so angry at that time, reeling from having just found out about Quinn's pregnancy, that she hadn't taken it in. Only later in the safety of her room had she allowed herself to mull over their conversation and realised what he had really been saying. He does have feelings for her.

There was a soft knock at the door and she got up from her seat in time to see Finn's hulking frame come lumbering, rather ungracefully, into the room.

"Your dad let me in. I didn't even get a chance to knock before he thrust the door open in my face, it's like he was waiting for me..." He scratched the back of his head nervously as he realised what he might've burst in on. He was twenty minutes early and hadn't even considered the idea that she might not be dressed. Thankfully she was.

"Yeah, he does that. He's rather overprotective at times but I'd take it as a compliment that he let you come up into my room without an escort." She couldn't help but notice how flushed Finn was looking. He must've run to her house all the way from school after football practise to be so early.

"Do you want to run through the number or warm up first?" She stood poised between her keyboard and her CD player, waiting for a response. A full minute ticked by before he said anything.

"Can we just talk for a sec?" He looked nervous as he went and sat on the end of her bed. A flicker of confusion flashed across Rachel's face before she regained her composure and sat down beside him.

"I'm worried about Quinn." An awkward silence hung in the air after his words as Rachel waited for him to say something else. When he didn't she turned to look at him and saw the pained expression on his face.

"She's okay right? And the baby, I mean nothing's gone wrong has it?" Guilt coursed through Rachel as she realised how insignificant most of her problems were next to those of a pregnant teenager.

"No, they're fine. I mean the baby's fine. It's just Quinn... she's always so angry at me and I don't know what I've done wrong. You didn't tell anyone about what happened at the bowling alley did you? Things were going so well between us but since then she's on my case every day and I can't sleep or eat or do anything without worrying." Finn looked into Rachel's eyes with earnest. She scanned his face for any sign of regret but found only fear. Did he regret what had happened between them? While she was aware that he'd been using his power over to her in an attempt to lure her back to Glee, they both knew that kiss was real.

"I haven't told anyone, I would never..." She held back the lump in her throat. Why was he suddenly accusing her? This wasn't turning into the carefree rehearsal she had planned for.

"I'm sorry, don't worry about it. I was just trying to figure her out but it's probably all the crazy pregnancy hormones messing with her brain or something. It'll get better once I've got a job." Finn seemed to relax next to her and Rachel allowed herself to be calm again.

"So... the number?" Finn smiled at her this time and nodded as she went over to the CD player and started the track.

AN: Hi :) This is my first fic so it's a little raw at the moment but bear with me, I assure you it gets better!