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Finn stared at Rachel, a dumfounded expression on his face. "Pregnant? Like, with a baby? Mine?" he finally spoke. Though it seemed like an eternity to Rachel, no more than a few seconds had actually passed.

"Yes, yours." She replies, her gaze glued to the ground. Absentmindedly, she shifts her hand to her stomach in a protective manner.

"A baby, huh?" Finn said as it began to sink in. Rachel didn't register the smile on his face, or the fact that he was stepping closer.

"I'm going to keep it; I just thought you should know that right off the bat. I don't expect you to, take care of anything. I can do it on my own. I mean I would never keep your child from you. You can be as active of a parent as you want, just, no pressure, ok?" She nods, rambling in true nervous Rachel Berry fashion. She created a scenario of Finn completely freaking out in her mind, clouding what was actually happening in the present. Finn squeezed her arm with one hand in an affectionate gesture, his other hand resting on her abdomen, his large hand completely covering her tiny one. Her head snaps up, realizing they're just toe to toe now. The angry expression she saw on his face was nowhere to be found. Only the smile that melted her to pieces was to be seen.

"Rach, I'm not going anywhere. Me and you, we created this kid together. I won't give up on either of you." He smiles, giving her arm yet another affectionate squeeze.

"Just give me a minute to make a quick call. Get yourself together. We have a lot to talk about. "He nods, pressing a kiss to the top of her head before strolling into the living room. Almost comically, she brings her hand up to touch the spot his lips just were, her hand still pressed to her flat stomach. To say she was completely blown away by his reaction was an understatement. There was no yelling, or worse, denying the child was his, as she thought.

"I didn't give him very much credit, did I?" Rachel mumbled quietly, half to herself, half to the life growing inside her.

Finn appeared in the kitchen a minute later, scratching the back of his neck. "Have you eaten today? I mean, pregnant girls need to eat more than regular chicks, right?"

"I try to eat what I can, but not much has wanted to stay down." She shrugged, a quiet laugh escaping her lips. Even in a stressful, life changing situation, he was just so, Finn.

"Are you Ok for car rides? I can get you a barf bag." He nods seriously, causing Rachel to laugh a little louder.

"I should be fine. But, car ride? I can quick whip something together or we can order some take out." She said. She was shocked at just how well he seemed to be taking the news. She was only 25, and he was 27, neither was prepared for a child, at least so she thought. But Finn was acting like this was the most natural, normal, even expected thing to happen.

"I made a few calls and cleared my schedule for the rest of the day, and tomorrow is our usual day off. I was thinking maybe we could take a drive up to Santa Barbra. It's really relaxing, and you probably need to relax. There's a restaurant right off the beach that's nice. I think it would be good for a first date." He nods, again rubbing at the back of his neck. Rachel noticed the tips of his ears go red, which only happened when he was nervous.

"A date?" She couldn't help but blush herself. Rachel had a crush on Finn from the moment she was first introduced to her leading man, and the sparks had always flew between them, but never in a million years did she think anything could come of it. Since when was she Finn Hudson's type. Her mind screamed at her to be careful, Finn had his reputation as a player, and she had a child to worry about, but her heart couldn't help but do back flips. What she wouldn't give to be the girl on his arm on and off screen.

"Well, yeah, a date. I know it's a little backwards. I probably should have got you pregnant after the first date, but here we are." He chuckled, his smile effectively shutting up the voice in the back of Rachel's head.

"I'd love to go on a date with you, Finn. Just give me a few minutes to get ready." She grinned like an idiot, bouncing upstairs.

Little did she realize Finn had an identical grin on his face, all the new possibilities of life running through his mind.