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GOD I almost bawled my eyes out when Finn found out "he" was having a baby girl! He just seemed so...moved!...I can't believe she hasn't told him it's not his!... although he'd probably be able to figure it out if he weren't quite so dumb!...seriously.. Drizzle?...just made me think he's even stupider! But he's so hot/cute/sweet/sexy, so I'm forgiving him!...but now I kinda think Quinn's an idiot though cos she picked the dum dum to be her baby daddy!
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So a few people asked for the Quinn/Finn/Puck fight, so it's embedded in this chapter. If you don't wanna read it, then skip through it, I'm sure you'll still understand what's going on!
Oh also, I don't have a clue what "nookie" means, I took a wild stab in the dark....feel free to educate me in your reviews! Also in Australia we use the term goose bumps, but I think in America you use the word goose pimples, but I wasn't sure, so I went with what we use, but let me know about that too!
Also, quite obviously my story isn't beta'd!... and I'm a lazy proof reader! Read on!
He woke up feeling a wee bit cold, pulling the covers a little higher up his body. He opened his eyes a little, the room wasn't very bright, but the little sunlight that was creeping in around her heavy drapes was illuminating enough that he could see. He peeked at the girl who was asleep on his arm, clearly cold too, she had her knees up against her chest and her arms pulled in tight and her whole balled up body was pushed right up against his in a clear effort to keep warm. Shuffling himself so he was on his side, he pulled her covers right up so they were just below her chin, and wrapped his free arm around her under the quilt. After a moment's thought though he reached his hand down between them, moving slowly so he wouldn't wake her. He pushed her knees a bit further down the bed, unfolding her a little, and achieving a bit of distance between them and his... special region, because she didn't seem like the type of person who moved a lot in her sleep, but just in case, this way he would avoid any sort of damage. Waking a little as a result of the movement, she squirmed against him, straightening her legs right out and pushing one of them right in between his, but after a little relocation she settled back into sleep. He marvelled at the fact that even in her sleep she still maintained her ability to invade his personal space, and to generally be a bit forthcoming. Chuckling a little, he pressed a kiss into the top of her head, holding on tightly to her as he drifted back to sleep.
It probably wasn't more than about 45 minutes before he was woken again by her alarm, groaning he tightened his grip on her "I hate the morning" he whinged, she laughed but proceeded to turn over and reach for the alarm. She didn't get very far though, because he pulled her tight against him, bending his knees and hers in the process until they were lying in a sitting position. He nuzzled his head into the back of hers and whined "leave it, it'll stop and we can go back to sleep" she laughed, and pulled against his arm, which was futile because he had no intention of letting her go.
"Finn" she laughed, as he buried himself even more, pushing his now spare arm underneath her waist and wrapping it around her too, anchoring her to the spot, she tried a little more, but all she got was a sound of protest. So giving up she dropped her body back against the bed, and enjoyed the moment, this was all she had been dreaming about since the day she had heard him singing in that very first line up! As the moment passed she decided to use her words instead of her greatly out sized body to get him up. "You know if I'm not down stairs in a few minutes eating breakfast, my dads are going to come in here to see what's going on, I don't think they'll appreciate finding me having some early morning nookie" she wasn't quite sure if that's what nookie meant, she had a feeling it alluded to more the cuddling, but she figured she could take a little liberty around Finn with her vocabulary and he wouldn't really notice. She was right, he'd shot out of bed and was putting his shoes on while still standing up before she even had the chance to turn over.
"Get out of bed" he ordered her, finding his fear of her father's amusing she teased him a little rolling on her back and yawning while she was lying there. "Rachel, seriously, get up!" he whispered at her manically, he'd gotten his socks on but was now trying to tie his laces standing on one foot, and he wasn't the most balanced person. Finding his panic hilarious, she didn't budge from her spot instead she stretched herself out slowly, arching her back up, and he forgot about his shoes for a minute while he watched her, because damn she was hot, but his mind snapped back quickly and he was worrying again. Having ordered her out of bed twice with no avail while he finished with his shoes he gave up, and choosing the opposite of Rachel (physicality over words) he rounded her bed, placed a hand on each hip, dragged her to the edge of the bed and then picked her up and plopped her back down on her feet, before pushing her toward the door.
She wandered leisurely down the stairs and into her kitchen with him behind her, to find both of her fathers sitting at the kitchen table, one (the black one) dressed smartly for some sort of corporate job and the other (clearly the biological one) still in pyjamas. The first looked up and grunted an acknowledgement when she kissed him on the forehead with a "good morning, dad" clearly irritated at his daughter for her activities the night before. However it was the second of her two fathers (whom she greeted as Aba) that put down his paper and seemed to show an interest.
"So you must be this Finn character I've heard so much about?" he smiled as he indicated for Finn to sit down at the kitchen table next to him.
"Uhmm, yeah" Finn replied awkwardly, thankful to have a distraction when Rachel placed a plate and cutlery in front of him, while her 'Aba' pushed a platter of what looked like blueberry pancakes towards him.
"Well isn't that nice" he gave Finn a once over and then turned to her other father, "don't you think that's nice? Finn's here" he seemed giddy that his daughter had brought home a boy.
Finn didn't really know what to say, but he didn't get a chance before Rachel's 'dad' set his magazine down and also gave him a once over, however, this time Finn felt much more uncomfortable, even though he was pretty sure her other father had been checking him out. "Yeah its nice" her dad agreed, not sounding at all convincing, "so Finn, hope you don't mind if I ask this, but if you have a pregnant girlfriend, is there a reason your sleeping in my daughters bed?"
Finn almost inhaled his juice out of shock, giving Rachel's aba a chance to chastises her dad for prying, however, the mans determination didn't waver and he stared at Finn expecting an answer. "The baby isn't mine" he explained meekly, and her dad seemed to warm up to him just a little bit, nodding that he was satisfied with the answer before picking his magazine back up.
The other, however, seemed incredibly curious now, "How do you know?" he leaned forward placing an elbow on the table and dropping his chin into his hand, Finn couldn't help but notice how much he looked like Rachel when she'd been given a juicy piece of gossip.
"It turns out she cheated on me" and her father gave him a sigh of sympathy, but gestured for him to go on, "it's kind of a long story, I think you'd find it boring" Finn added trying to worm his way out of having to tell it.
"Oh, I bet I wouldn't" her father countered energetically
"I don't really think anyone else wants to hear about it" he gestured at Rachel and her Dad, trying to act like he was really only wanting to spare them.
It didn't work though, because Rachel piped up from where she had been sitting next to him, quietly eating breakfast and watching the scene play out in front of her. "Actually, I would really like to hear the whole story" she told him with interest.
Resigning himself to his fate, he sighed a bit before beginning to detail the previous afternoon, his mind flashing back over it as he spoke.
He'd decided that he needed a car, if he wanted to start taking responsibility for his life then he was going to need a car of his own, he couldn't keep borrowing his mothers for the rest of his life. He'd already found himself a job, that he'd be starting the following weekend, but Quinn had a doctor's appointment on Friday after school, that he'd promised he'd take her too, and he wanted to take her in 'their' new car, so he could show her he was ready to take responsibility for the direction their lives were taking.
He'd pooled together his savings, along with the money he'd gotten for selling the almost new drum kit his mother had bought him for his last birthday that he'd practically never used because he preferred his old one, even if it had a couple of broken bits. His mother who was finally starting to accept the reality of what was happening had donated some money out of a back up savings account, and he'd spent the past few mornings trolling through the used car ads in the paper and had set up four go-sees for this afternoon. He'd even convinced a very resistant Puck to come with him for a second opinion.
Puck was meant to meet him at his place by four so they could go look at cars but it was five past and he still hadn't showed, he'd decided to give his tardy friend another ten minutes and if he hadn't shown up by then, he'd go by himself. Within minutes he heard the door bell ring followed by the sound of his mother opening the door and greeting the new arrival. He grabbed his bag before heading downstairs to meet Puck, however, he'd barely gotten to the bottom when he was surprised to hear Quinn's shrill voice yelling "he's buying a car?," rounding the corner he practically ran into the petite blonde who asked incredulously "why would you go and buy a car?"
He sent daggers at his mom whose response was to put her hands up in a gesture of defeat before stating "how was I supposed to know it was a secret?" and with that she wandered out of the room muttering something about how people who are expecting a child shouldn't be keeping secrets from each other anyway.
As soon as his mother had left the room Quinn had burst into a tirade of chastising, "How could you possibly think a car was the first thing we need, that's just ridiculous"
"How is that ridiculous? What? Do you plan on walking to the hospital when you go into labour?" he answered back, he wasn't going to be told off for being generous, but she had her mind set and wasted no time flying into full argument mode.
"Of course not, but that's not for months, there's so many more essential things to spend our money on before we even think about getting a car"
"Like what?" he argued, even though he could already think of a dozen things off the top of his head that they would need quite urgently.
However, her answer surprised him, "we have to get an apartment," she yelled as if it were obvious.
"Quinn we can't afford an apartment" he pointed out desperately.
"Well that's why we both need to get jobs, it's not negotiable Finn, we need a place to set our lives up" she went on.
"But my mom already said we could stay here, at least for a little while, you know, til we've finished school" he tried to reason.
"sure" she replied sarcastically, "we'll all just squish into your bedroom , you me and the baby and all of our stuff, that's ludicrous Finn, this house is tiny, there's no way we can stay here with your mother, and don't even suggest that we live in my house, you think I want my brothers around our baby? We HAVE to get our own place"
During the argument Puck had finally shown up, however, his presence in Finns still open doorway had gone unnoticed by the fighting couple.
"Even if we got an apartment, next year once the babies come were gonna have more expenses, there's no way we'd possibly be able to afford all of that, plus rent on the income from an after school and weekend job" Finn argued back.
At this her face had softened and when she spoke her voice was much calmer and more even, "Finn, we're not going to be able to go to school next year, you're going to have to get a full time job, and I'm going to have to stay home with the baby, we won't be able to afford child care or a nanny"
Finns volume dropped as well, "If we don't finish high school, we won't be able to go to college" he told her, even though it was essentially an obvious fact.
"We'd never even be able to afford college" she reasoned.
"But if I got a scholarship, I could..."
"What are you gonna get a scholarship for? You're on one of the worst football teams in the state, no schools gonna recruit you" she interjected.
He was almost too embarrassed to go on but his eyes dropped to his feet and he continued, "Ms. Pillsbury said I might be able to get a music scholarship through Glee"
"No" she said harshly and he looked up at her face, ready to fight back. "Glee is three afternoons a week we could be working, we have to quit Glee" Finn looked almost broken hearted.
It was at this point that Puck had chosen to speak up "You're unbelievable, you know that?" his comment was pointed straight at Quinn who turned to look at him with an expression that was equal parts anger and fear. Finn, who was still trying to work out how long his friend had been listening to them fight missed the looks that were going between Puck and Quinn. He didn't notice how she was staring Puck down, but Puck decided to press on anyway. "Do you hear yourself? Get a job Finn, quit Glee Finn, drop out of school Finn, give up on college Finn." He snorted in disgust, "You're a bitch" he spat at her.
"Hey, don't talk to her like that" Finn defended, and a look of pleading appeared on Quinn's face, begging Puck to back off.
He shook his head in disbelief, and she knew he'd already made his mind up. Her eyes closed as she waited for his next words. "She's playing you man, she's taking advantage of you." Finn looked from Quinn to Puck, complete confusion written across his face, so Puck pressed on "it's not your kid" he practically yelled.
"What do you mean, it's not my kid?" he asked, still totally lost.
"You didn't get her pregnant; you never even had sex man!" Puck went on.
"Yeah but we were in the hot tub, and I..."
"Bullshit" Puck cut him off.
"But if," he paused "then how is she..." he trailed off, getting lost in his thoughts.
"She cheated on you" He stated as if it were obvious, when Finn started to shake his head Puck tried again. "She cheated on you and then told you, you'd gotten her pregnant so you'd look after her, cos she knew you'd stick by her. I was too much of a gamble." He add the last past with a hint of trepidation, however, as soon as he'd said it realisation seemed to dawn on Finns face as a tear trickled down Quinn's.
"You slept with Puck?" he yelled at her, "how could you lie to me all this time?" he paused, the facts starting to catch up to him. "I can't believe you told me the baby was mine, you were just gonna let me raise this kid? Throw away my whole life on something that isn't even mine?"
With all the yelling Finns mother had come back out to see what was happening. She didn't get a chance to speak before a sobbing Quinn began apologising. "I'm sorry, Finn, I'm so sorry" she had grabbed a hold of one of his arms to keep him from turning away from her, she was crying so hard her voice was hard to understand, but she continued on anyway. "I never meant to lie to you, I felt so guilty, but then I found out I was pregnant, and I was so scared, and I didn't know what to do, but I love you so much and I didn't want to lie, but I needed you, Finn, I needed you to be the one" she was blubbering through her explanation, pleading with him for some form of forgiveness or understanding, but is wasn't working, and he began to pull away from her.
"You lied to me, to our parents, to everyone, and this isn't just about you lying, this is about my whole life, that you were sacrificing, and don't tell me you felt guilty, that's not even close to how you should feel." His words were dripping with venom as he backed away from her, grabbing the car keys from the key rack by the door and storming out of the house, pushing past Puck and ignoring his mother's calls as he climbed into the car and sped off. He didn't go far, pulling over a few blocks away to calm down. He pushed the car door open with such force that it bounced back at him, giving him the chance to give it another good heave while he was climbing out, before slamming it shut behind him. He took a few half hearted swings at the door panel with his open hands, before using them to cover his face as he leaned forwards onto the car. After a few minutes and some deep breaths he climbed back into the car, and drove off, after spending an hour driving around town he ended up in the now deserted school parking lot, and that's where he stayed all evening. His mind running through all the information he'd gotten, processing everything he'd been through in the last month, and when he had grasped it all, the only thing he could think, was that he wanted to tell Rachel.
When he finished he felt a little drained, Rachel's aba seemed enthralled by the story, clearly Finn's love life was like a soap opera too him, one that was fairly obviously about to involve the mans daughter. "So how do you feel about it all?" he asked inquisitively.
It was only when faced with the question that Finn realised that even though he'd thought through all of the facts many times over he still had no clue how he felt about it, he tried his best to explain, "I don't know, I mean in some ways I feel a bit relieved, Quinn and I were never really going to work out as a long term thing, and now I'm not chained to her for the rest of my life, but at the same time, there's still going to be a baby, and I don't know, until yesterday I thought she was mine" he bumbled out before Rachel interrupted him.
"The babies a girl?" she asked, not really sure why it mattered.
"Yeah" Finn confirmed, "Makes it seem more real right?" he added, her face mimicking they way he'd felt when he found out. She nodded in agreement. "I mean Pucks not the nicest person, he can be a jerk, but he's not actually a bad person deep down, I think after what his dad did to him and his mom he'll step up, cos he couldn't do that to a kid. It's still kinda weird though, that I don't have any ties to the kid anymore, I dunno, I guess my head will kinda sort it out as everything goes along." He gave Rachel a small smile when she placed her hand on his and gave it a squeeze. He took a deep breath enjoying the calm before looking at his watch and deciding that he couldn't postpone the inevitable any longer. "I should really go," he stated, adding quickly "my moms gonna want to yell at me for not coming home last night" when he saw Rachel's smile drop, "I never told her where I was" he further explained.
She nodded acceptingly, "yeah, she'll probably be really worried about you." She stood up and unlocked the back door so that he could leave, "I'll see you at school?" it was a question not a statement.
"yeah, of course" he smiled, reassuring her, "probably not for the first few lessons, once she starts she can take a while" he joked, he turned to her fathers, "thank you for breakfast" he pointed to the plate of half eaten food, "and umm, sorry about last night" he added sheepishly.
He got an "uhuh" from her dad, but her aba shushed him and piped up with "anytime, it's always lovely to meet Rachel's friends, you're probably tying for most interesting" he smiled.
Finn looked at Rachel questioningly and she whispered, "They're obsessed with Kurt" which earned her a chuckle. He squeezed her hand before turning and walking out the door. Rachel returned to the table to poke at her now cold pancakes before having a sudden outburst, "oh crap, will one of you stop him please" as she dashed madly out of the room and up the stairs, reappearing moments later with his sweater in her hand, "is he still here?" she asked her aba who had just walked back in.
"Yeah he's waiting out by his car" her aba informed her.
"It's his mom's car," she corrected as she swung the door open and disappeared outside.
As she rounded the house, regretting not putting shoes on as she walked across the wet lawn, she could see him leaning against the car, nearing him she held out his sweater for him to take. "Sorry, my fathers can be very intense," she justified.
"its ok" he smiled goofily at her, "it kinds explains you a bit, you have a lot of your dads in you" she seemed to beam back at him, and he realised that considering the situation she was from, comments like that probably made her day.
"Did you realise that you have at least three sweaters just like that one?" she pointed at the bundle of blue and brown stripes that he held in his hand.
He looked down at it, opening it up and looking at it, "are you sure?" he asked, not sure how someone else would know that if even he didn't.
"Yep, and they all have different neck lines" she told him, smiling with superiority, when he looked down at her unconvinced she continued on, "the one you wore the day you kissed me in the auditorium had a round khaki coloured neck, the one you wore the day you kissed me at the bowling alley had a round blue neck with a 'v' stitched onto it" she reached up and traced the spots on his chest where the stitching had been. "You didn't kiss me while you were wearing this one, but it has a collar on it," she played with the collar that was on the garment he was holding.
"I did kiss you while I was wearing it" he countered, "just not on your lips" he pointed out, and she smiled a little at him as if to say he was right, but the smile didn't quite reach her eyes. She took her eyes off him and looked at her freezing feet, rubbing her hands over her arms. He noticed her actions and saw that she was covered in goose bumps, and just checking for the sake of her comfort, he looked to see if she had bumps anywhere else. Eyes settling on her chest he realised that she was defiantly very cold, and after taking a moment to commit the image to his memory he opened up the bottom of the shirt he'd been holding and slid it over her head. When her head popped back out the top, she was smiling at him in that almost embarrassed way she often did, he'd messed up her hair in the process and went to fix it while she manoeuvred her arms into the sleeves. He looked down at her, her hands didn't reach down to the bottom of the sleeve so they were probably hidden somewhere around where his forearms usually occupied and it was so long on her that her shorts had disappeared inside it. She looked so cute, beaming up at him in the oversized sweater, that he couldn't help himself, he leaned down, placing his warm hands on either side of her cold neck and kissed her, it was gentle and sweet and all lips (he'd been told once that too much tongue was a bad thing) and it lasted a minute or two before she finally pulled away, her sleeve enclosed hands still resting on his shoulder, their faces only inches apart, and he whispered "does it count if you're wearing the sweater?" She laughed and nodded before pulling him back down so she could wrap him in a hug, they stayed like that for a while, until he felt her shivering a little, pulling back he placed his hands on the side of her face, wincing when he felt how cold they were. "You're freezing, you should go inside!" he looked down at her with a little worry.
"Yeah" she agreed, he leaned down and planted one more quick kiss on her lips before giving her a nudge towards her house. She turned and started walking away from him, when she got to the house she turned and waved, before disappearing around the corner. He waved back, before climbing into his car, vowing to try and keep this feeling in the back of his mind to go back to once his mother had finished with him.
So I'm taking a quick opinion poll, who thinks Finn was WAY outta line telling his PREGNANT girlfriend he wishes she was more like someone else? And who thinks Quinn has been too much of a skanky diva bitch, and so you don't care if people are mean to her? TELL ME IN YOUR REVIEWS! And I'll let u know what I think in the next chapter!
