Hello! Thank you for the nice reviews! Here is the first chapter :) It was originally going to be two chapters, but I decided against that. I hope you enjoy! Self beta'd all mistakes are mine! Oh, and I don't own Glee or any of the characters.

Finn loves Central Park. Like, really loves it. He's lived in New York for two years now, but he lived in Brooklyn and although he made the trip to Manhattan almost daily, he barely ever actually walked through Central Park and the city never failed to amaze him. It's beautiful, you know? He's so caught up in the city that he doesn't notice the missed calls he has until now. He redialed the number and waited patiently for the woman to pick up.

"Hey babe." She answered cheerfully.

"Hey Hannah. You called?"

"Yeah, like four hours ago. What's going on?"

"Sorry, I was just enjoying myself in the city. I forgot how much I love Central Park."

"Oh, Finn you should have called me! I would have loved to walk around Central Park with you. I don't go as often as I should even though I live like a total of twenty minutes away…" Hannah babbled on.

"Hannah, you're working." Finn interrupted.

"Oh. Right. Did you find anything?" Hannah laughed.

"Yeah, I actually did." Finn nodded. "You'll never guess where."

"Where?" Hannah fished.

"Modern Days. Now I'm not sure, but I recall that this really pretty brunette lives in that building, fourth floor I think."

"No way! You got an apartment in my building?" Hannah squealed.

"Well I found one in your building that I really like."

"I still don't know why you don't just move in with me. I mean it'd be cheaper for both of us and you're going to be in my building anyway and…"

"Hannah, we've talked about this." Finn stopped her.

"I know, Finn. But that doesn't mean that I understand it."

Finn sighed, looking around. Then, he spotted something. He scrunched his eyebrows together for a second before his jaw dropped. He almost let his phone drop to the concrete, but managed to catch it.

"Hello?" Hannah nagged. "Babe."

"Holy shit." Finn said under his breath.

"What? Finn?" Hannah asked, not entertained by her boyfriend's lack of answering.

"I-um… I gotta go Han. I'll call you later." Finn hung up his phone and stuck it in his pocket before she could protest. He took a couple steps to see if what he thought was saw was real. It definitely was. She definitely was. He knew this would happen sooner or later, but he figured it would be the latter. He watched in amazement as she pushed two little girls on a swing set. Her long, brunette hair was floating in the wind behind her, her olive skin was shining perfectly in the sunlight, and her deep, chocolate eyes were shining all the way from across the playground. She flashed one of the little girls her perfect pearly white smile, causing a smile to grow on his own face. He decided that he probably looked pretty creepy just standing there staring at a woman and her children, so he got up the courage and walked towards them before he could chicken out and change his mind. He walked around to the back side of the swing set and approached them from behind. Finn gently tapped her on the shoulder, quickly shoving his hands in his pockets before she could turn around.

She was shocked to say the least. She didn't say anything—just gaped—for a solid thirty seconds. A familiar wave of something that she hadn't felt it years washed over her body. She became shaky, speechless, and nervous. How could she not feel that way when she turned around to see him? That familiar smirk, the freckles lightly dusted across the bridge of his nose, and most importantly, the soft hazel eyes.

"Oh my god. Finn." She finally found her voice.

"Hey Rachel."

They hadn't spoken, let alone seen each other, in years. The last time she saw him was around 7 years ago right before she got pregnant. Rachel and Kurt were going to see a show together and when she went to pick up Kurt, Finn was at his house. They weren't in the room for five minutes before Kurt pushed her out, complaining that they were going to be late. All she got to do was say a quick hello. She subtly looked him up and down, admiring his built body. He was still just as tall, but now he had a firm chest, broad shoulders, and strong arms that were threatening to bust out of the black V-neck he was wearing. Finn shifted under Rachel's gaze and she smiled up at him, still too shocked to say anything.

"Momma!"

Rachel blinked and snapped back to reality, shaking her head and ignoring her daughter. She needed to say something. Anything. "Wow. Um, it's been forever. A really long time." Rachel choked out.

"Too long." Finn nodded. "How are you?"

"I'm good. I'm great." Rachel answered. "How are you?"

"I'm actually pretty good." Finn answered and Rachel nodded.

They stood awkwardly in silence, staring at each other, taking in what was happening. Seeing each other brought back so many memories for both of them, most good and some bad. Still trying to get over the initial shock, all Rachel could do was smile at him.

"Mom." Rachel heard.

"What baby?" Rachel tore her eyes away from the man in front of her and looked down at her older daughter who had hopped off of the swing and was now standing at their feet, staring up at Finn with wide eyes.

"Who is this?" She demanded.

"Th-this is…"

"I'm Finn." He spoke up, crouching down to get eye level with the little girl. "I'm an old friend of your mom's. What's your name?"

"Madie." She answered shyly, grabbing her mom's leg.

"Hi Madie. How old are you?"

Madie stepped away from her mom a little bit, pleased that Finn had asked her that question. She held up five fingers and spoke, "I'm five, but I'll be six in two months."

"Whoa! That's awesome." Finn shot her a huge smile. "You're a very pretty girl."

"Thank you." Madie smiled widely.

"It's very nice to meet you." Finn high fived her tiny hand and stood up to see Rachel gleaming up at him.

"And who is this?" Finn asked, gesturing toward the little girl now perched in Rachel's arms.

"That's Ava. She's just a baby, so she can't really talk that much yet." Madie informed.

"They're beautiful." Finn smirked. "How old is she?"

"She is a little over eight months." Rachel spoke. "I'm sorry." She laughed. "You caught me completely by surprise. It's really great to see you. You look good."

"You don't look so bad yourself." He joked.

Finn decided to try and break the ice and invite the three girls to ice cream, to catch up and stuff. A flash of shock blinked across Rachel's face when he asked.

"I mean of course if you have other plans…" Finn began.

"No! We'd love to." Rachel interrupted, a little too quickly.

She was slowly getting over the shock as they got their ice cream, now becoming more happy than anything.

"So what exactly are you doing here? I just came from Kurt's and he never said anything about you visiting." Rachel spoke up. Finn raised his eyebrows at her and chuckled a little bit. "Rachel, I live here."

Rachel almost spit out her ice cream, causing Finn to smile. "Wait, seriously?" Rachel exclaimed.

"Seriously." Finn nodded. "I've lived in Brooklyn for two years."

"No way." Rachel shook her head. "I-I had no idea! I can't believe that. I feel like I should have known that… Why didn't Kurt tell me? You should have called me or—"

"Rachel." Finn laughed. "Breathe."

"Sorry." She cringed.

"I kind of got a job here in Manhattan, though, so I'm looking around for apartments this weekend and if I find something, I'll move here next week."

"What do you mean you kind of got a job?" Rachel smiled.

"I got a job here. It's a teaching job." Finn confirmed. He told her all about his new teaching gig and how excited he was.

"I think that it is really amazing." Rachel grinned.

"And as for Kurt… well he doesn't really know yet." Finn gulped. "I mean I haven't even found a place to live yet and he just got back from living in London and I was actually going to go tell him later tonight. No one was supposed to know yet…"

"My lips are sealed." Rachel smiled.

"So three Tony's, huh?" Finn brought up after a while of pointless conversation. Rachel's smile got so big and her eyes began shining brighter than ever.

"Three Tony's." She repeated.

"That is beyond amazing, Rachel. I'm so proud of you."

"Thank you so much, Finn. It means a lot. How'd you know?"

"It's not hard to figure out when you live in New York. Plus, there's Kurt and…"

"Ah, gotcha." Rachel nodded.

Finn's phone started ringing again for the fourth time since they've talking. "Do you mind? She won't stop calling until I answer."

"Go ahead." Rachel allowed.

"Hello? No, sorry… I'm fine… yes, I promise… I'll come by later… yeah… yeah, love you too…Okay, bye."

Rachel sat on the bench, staring at her daughter in her lap, her ears burning with curiosity.

"Sorry, I hung up on her pretty fast earlier when I spotted you. She was a little worried." Finn explained.

"It's fine." Rachel gave her best smile. "Who was that?"

"Hannah." Finn said it as if Rachel knew who that was.

"Are you two…?" She trailed off. "I'm sorry, that's none of my business."

"Together?" Finn asked. "Uh, yeah." He rubbed the back of his neck. "We've been together for about a year."

Rachel nodded, still embarrassed that she asked that question. And would it be completely insane to say that she was slightly jealous?

Finn shifted uncomfortably, casting curious glances at Rachel until he finally spoke up. "Can I ask you something?"

Rachel finally looked over at him and nodded.

"You don't have a ring."

"That's not a question." Rachel pointed out.

Finn looked away, staring at his hands in his lap. "S-sorry. I was just… curious, I guess because of Madie and Ava. Not really any of my business."

"No, it's fine." Rachel spoke up. "I asked you. You're allowed to ask me. I'm divorced."

Finn nodded. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be. It was a bad marriage with a bad man. It's a good thing that I got out of it."

"Then, that's good… I guess?"

They chatted for a while longer until Rachel had to leave to take Madie to her music lesson.

"I'll see you later?" Rachel asked quietly.

"Definitely."

Rachel lives in this big apartment complex within walking distance from Central Park and from Madie's school. The three girls share a large penthouse condo with way more rooms than are actually needed. Rachel had never imagined herself living somewhere like this, but her Broadway salary allowed it. She bought it after her divorce with Kyle. It was a fresh start and this way, Kyle didn't know where she lived.

At dinner that night, Rachel fed small bites of foul-smelling pea's and carrot's baby food to Ava, while she nibbled on her pasta and Madie chattered about lord knows what. It wasn't until Madie mentioned Finn when she popped back into reality.

"Huh?" Rachel asked.

"I said I like Finn." Madie spoke, a noodle falling out of her mouth.

"Don't talk with your mouth full, sweetheart."

"Sorry." Madie said, her mouth still stuffed with pasta.

"So, you like Finn?" Rachel asked once Madie had swallowed. She nodded quickly. "Uh huh. He is super nice and super tall."

"That he is." Rachel laughed.

"Plus he bought us ice cream." Madie said seriously, her tongue poking out of her mouth as she tried her hardest to get some pasta on her fork. "Are we going to see him again?"

Rachel pursed her lips in thought. "I don't know, honey. Maybe so."

"I think we should."

"I need to talk to Uncle Kurt about something first. He's in big trouble." Rachel joked.

"Why?" Madie's eyes got wide.

Rachel leaned forward on the table. "Did you know that Finn is Uncle Kurt's brother?"

"No!" Madie squealed. "Really?"

"Really." Rachel nodded.

Madie smiled widely as she shoved more food in her mouth.

Rachel made sure her girls were cleaned up and smelling good after their shower, before she attempted to put them to bed. After nearly 30 minutes of her trying to put her to bed in her own bed, Madie ended up in Rachel's room on her King-sized bed. Damn her stubbornness.

When Madie declared that Rachel could pick what song she would sing that night, Rachel started softly singing the words to Faithfully by Journey. She surprised herself when she started singing it.

When Rachel thought that Madie was asleep, she stopped singing and gave her daughter a gentle kiss on the head. She quietly went into the attached bathroom, turned on the bath water and got ready to take a nice, long, and hot bubble bath. Once relaxed, she started replaying her day in her head. She could not believe that Finn was living in New York City. Actually, it was quite nice to see him. She enjoyed catching up with him, but she realized that she really didn't know him at all. It's been ten years since they've even actually spoken to each other. A lot has happened in ten years. Kurt rarely brought him up, which was the reason he was in trouble. She always had to ask how Finn was doing. And even then, Kurt never told her much. Nothing beyond 'He's good.' Or 'Been pretty busy.' Of course, Kurt has lived in London for the past three years and only just got back a month ago, so that could contribute to it, but it still could have been mentioned in a phone call or Skype date.

As Finn walked into the unfamiliar coffee shop, he was thrilled when he spotted a small, familiar brunette standing in line. He smiled to himself, thinking about how it was possible that he ran into Rachel twice in two days in one of the busiest cities in the world.

"Finn!" Rachel smiled when he made himself known. "What are you doing here?" She asked.

Finn shrugged. "I saw this place yesterday and decided to try it out before I headed to my realtors office."

Rachel nodded. "Going to look at more apartments?"

"Sure am." Finn smirked.

"That could be fun, I guess."

"What about you? Why are you out so early?

"I just dropped Madie and Ava off at Daycare and I'm on my way to rehearsal."

"You still have rehearsals while the show is going on?" Finn wondered.

"One rehearsal a month. Our director wants to make sure we are staying in practice and we usually take this time to make changes or work on things that haven't been so good."

"Ah, that makes sense." Finn nodded.

"May I help you?" The cashier asked.

"Uh, I'll take a mocha latte, and a black coffee with a splash of skim milk for the lady."

Rachel smiled up at him. "You remember my coffee order?"

"Of course I do." Finn smirked. He turned to pay just in time to miss the blush that crept across her face. They stepped to the side while the barista made their coffees.

"Finn, I got that coffee order in high school. How are you so sure that it's still the same?"

"Because it's coffee, Rach, and you have always been so specific about it."

Rachel blushed at the nickname and quickly bowed her head, hiding her face from his view.

"So I stopped by Kurt's yesterday." Finn said. "Told him everything."

Rachel raised her eyebrows to show that she was listening.

"He freaked out."

"I bet." Rachel laughed.

"At least he knows now."

"Yeah, we need to plan something altogether." Rachel smiled.

"Definitely."

Finn grabbed the two coffees that the young blonde handed him and nodded a thank you. He handed Rachel hers, and stood with her as she mixed in some Splenda.

"I think she has a little crush on you." Rachel whispered. Finn looked over to where she was pointing and saw the barista staring at him.

"She's like 16." Finn said.

"She won't stop staring at you, and she drew a heart next to your name on your cup. I didn't get a heart." Rachel teased. Finn smiled and nudged Rachel slightly. He opened the door and let Rachel walk out in front of him.

"She's way too young for me. Plus, I prefer brunettes." Finn said it before he had a chance to think about it. His face flushed red and Rachel tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear, looking down to hide her own blush. Mark that as the third time he had managed to make her blush in less than five minutes. As they were standing in front of the coffee shop, they heard a man scream Rachel's name. Finn looked over and saw two men holding fancy looking camera's, taking pictures of them. He looked over at Rachel in wonder and saw that she had pulled her sunglasses onto her face, and was smiling and waving at the two men casually. "Paparazzi." Rachel said. Finn nodded his head as he smiled proudly at her. She really had made it, if it meant the paps were following her around. "I guess I should get going now." Rachel pointed.

"Uh, yeah. Sure, I'll see you later." He started to walk towards the street to his car when he noticed Rachel preparing to cross the street.

"Where's your car?" Finn asked.

"I'm walking."

"What? Do you want a ride?" Finn asked, pointed towards his car.

"You have a Range Rover?" Rachel raised an eyebrow. "Look at Finn, Mr. Fancy Pants."

"She's my baby." Finn rubbed the hood. "You know you want to ride in it."

Rachel laughed. "No, it's okay. The theater is just about three blocks down." Rachel pointed.

"Well let me walk you." Finn insisted.

"Finn, really, it's okay!" Rachel giggled.

"What if those paparazzi attack you or something?" Finn asked.

"There's only two of them and they aren't legally allowed to touch me. I promise, I'll be okay. I walk every day."

"Rachel, get in the damn car." Finn opened the door and pointed inside. Rachel laughed loudly and obeyed Finn's orders.

Rachel and Kurt met at the daycare to pick up their kids, then made their way back to Rachel's apartment for their weekly lasagna dinner. It started before Kurt moved to London, then took a very long break, then automatically began again as soon as Kurt was back.

"So Finn came by my house yesterday. Told me about you guys' little run in." Kurt put out.

Rachel raised her eyebrows. "Yeah?"

"So how was it? Seeing him for the first time in what? 10 years?"

"It was actually pretty good. Wasn't too awkward for the most part, surprisingly."

"I'm glad you guys got to do that."

"Speaking of which, you are in trouble mister." Rachel pointed.

"What did I do?"

"You never talk about Finn! I mean, you didn't even tell me that he lives in New York for goodness sakes! We could have caught up two years ago. Even when I asked about him, you only gave me one word answers. I know absolutely nothing about what's happened to him in the last ten years."

"To be honest Rach, I'm not that sure why I never talked about him. I never really talked all that much about you to him either. Plus, I had already been in London for a year when he moved here and you were married and it didn't really cross my mind to tell you. I got so used to staying quiet about the two of you right after you broke up that it just became second nature. Plus it's not really my job to tell the two of you what is going on with the other."

Rachel pursed her lips and nodded. "The fact that I haven't seen or talked him actually really scares me."

"How so?" Kurt wondered.

"I know absolutely nothing about him anymore! I used to know everything. But now, there is a whole ten years of his life that I know nothing about. He had a life in Lima and Brooklyn that I know nothing about. And he knows just as little about me! Just thinking about that just really terrifies me for some reason."

"Rachel, he is still the same Finn that you dated in High School, just new and improved. Don't let the time frame scare you. Now you'll just have to talk to him more and hang out with him and get to know him again."

"I have a feeling that I will be seeing him around a lot from now on." Rachel said.

"Well that won't be so bad." Kurt suggested.

"Never said it would be. Madie really likes him, too." Rachel smirked.

Kurt gave her an unsure look. "Maybe you two can even maintain a healthy friendship. You need more friends." Kurt said jokingly.

"Hey! I have friends!" Rachel defended.

"Oh really? Who? And don't say your cast, because they don't count."

"And why not?" Rachel asked.

"Because you work with them. You're pretty much forced to be friends with them."

"Fine. But I have more friends than just them." Rachel huffed.

Kurt raised his eyebrows.

Rachel went on to list several of her friends. Kurt wasn't sure if some of them counted, but he'll let the poor girl win.

"Alright fine. You have friends. You just need a male friend who you can talk to and hang out with every day without any attached feelings and who will really be there for you, and who aren't a part of your cast. And Blaine and I don't count because we're gay. Someone who will help build your trust up with guys again."

Rachel silently agreed, but stuck her tongue out like a little kid.

"Although, it's you and Finn. I'm not quite sure it's possible for you two to stay just friends." Kurt mumbled.

"We can so!"

"Mhm, okay Rachel." He nodded sarcastically.

"Have you met Hannah?"

Kurt shook his head. "Not yet. But Finn seems smitten enough with her."

Rachel nodded and checked the time and decided to get started on dinner. As she was preparing, Kurt's phone started ringing.

"Hey Finn." Kurt answered, causing Rachel to look over at him.

"Hey little bro."

"What can I do for you?"

"Well, I'm completely free tonight and I'm bored out of my mind sitting in Hannah's apartment while she works, so I was wondering if you were free and wanted to get together."

"Uh… Hold on." Kurt pressed the phone to his shoulder. "Finn wants to get together with me for dinner." He told Rachel. She shrugged and said as casually as she could, "So invite him over."

Kurt put the phone back up to his ear and spoke into it. "Finn, I'm having dinner at Rachel's, but you are more than welcome to join us."

There was silence on the other line.

"Oh… um are you sure…?"

"Positive." Kurt agreed.

"Okay…"

"Her address is 3424 Hamilton Avenue. Penthouse apartment C."

"Penthouse? Wow, okay. I'll be there in a little while."

"Okay, bye." Kurt Hung up. "Looks like we'll have a guest at our Hummel-Berry dinner."

"Looks like it." Rachel giggled. She was actually kind of nervous, though she didn't know why. She just pushed away the thought, and continued preparing her Vegan Lasagna.

As Rachel was checking on the Lasagna in the oven, there was a knock on the door. The kids came flying down the stairs as Rachel was going to answer it. "Wow that was quick." Rachel wondered out loud. She opened the door with Ava on her hip and a smile grew on her face once she spotted Finn standing there. "Finn, hi."

He looked behind him and back at the short woman standing in front of him. "Hey Rachel."

They both stood there for a couple seconds before Rachel said, "Um come in. Sorry."

He smirked and walked in slowly as Rachel shut the door behind him. Braylon, Kurt's son, came running from the hallway when he saw him screaming, "Uncle Finn!"

"Hey buddy!" Finn laughed as he picked up his nephew.

"We have to do something about your fashion choices." Kurt commented as he walked inside.

"What's wrong with this?" Finn argued.

"It's a little too dark."

Finn chuckled and rolled his eyes. "Everyone in New York wears black, right?"

"That may be Finn, but they don't wear all black. You look like you're about to rob us."

They shared a smile and Finn noticed Rachel standing in the doorway. He made his way over to them, shooting Madie a hello and a wink on the way.

"Hi Ava." Finn stuck out his hand for her to grab. She smiled a toothy smile at him. "She's so cute. Mind if I hold her?"

"Go ahead!" Rachel smiled. "If she'll let you. She is my shy one." He gently took Ava out of her arms and bounced her in his arms. Instead of her crying for Rachel like she usually did when a stranger held her, she giggled loudly, shoving her hands in Finn's face. Rachel was mesmerized by the handsome man with her baby girl in his arms.

"Rachel!" She heard Kurt say loudly. "The oven has been beeping for a while now."

"Oh gosh, sorry. I'll go check on it."

Dinner was served quickly and no one took any time before digging in. Finn took a huge bite and chewed slowly before he swallowed and said, "Wow this is really good. Way better than easy mac and Ramen noodles."

Kurt rolled his eyes and Rachel giggled. "Thank you, Finn. I'm glad you like it."

They were halfway through dinner, and things were surprisingly comfortable with the conversation flowing easily.

"I got an apartment." Finn announced at one point.

"Where at?" Kurt asked.

"Modern Days. It's fairly close to here."

"So you move in next week?" Rachel asked.

"Yep. I start setting up my classroom and stuff on Tuesday and then my first day is a couple weeks after that." Finn smiled proudly.

"What school are you at?" Rachel wondered in hope.

"Manhattan Park Private Academy."

"That's where Madie and Bray will be starting out this year." Rachel smiled widely.

"Really?!"

Kurt and Rachel both nodded.

"Maybe I'll get lucky and get both of them in my class." Finn smirked.

"I want Uncle Finn to be my teacher!" Braylon said.

Finn winked at both of the kids.

"Well there are only two kindergarten teachers there, so there is a good chance."

"So how long have you been teaching?" Rachel wondered.

"Right out of college. I have my master's so it took me longer in college, so this will be my fifth year teaching. Fourth year teaching in New York."

"We're really glad that you're here." Rachel said sweetly.

"I am too. I'm enjoying it so far." He chuckled.

"It's nice to catch up." Rachel laughed.

"Mommy, what's for desert?" Madie said bringing them out of their conversation. Rachel looked around and noticed everyone's plates were empty. "Oh shoot. Um. I forgot to put the pie in the oven…" She thought for a second. "How about I go put it in right now? It's not frozen so it should only take around 20 minutes to hear up." She suggested. She looked around for approval and everyone seemed to nod their heads. Finn stood and started gathering everyone's plates and silverware along with Rachel. He followed her into the kitchen with his hands full of table ware and headed over to the sink. Rachel saw him and said, "Oh Finn you really don't have to do that. You're a guest. Please go sit back down."

"No, no, no. It's the least I can do. You made us an amazing dinner. Really, let me do something for you." Finn pleaded.

Rachel smiled. "Alright. At least let me help you." She finished putting the pie in the oven and made her way over to the sink where Finn had already started rinsing the dishes off. "I'll wash and rinse, and you can dry. Okay?" Finn said. Rachel made a pouty face but knew that she wasn't going to be able to help anymore. They had a steady system and it didn't take them long at all to finish. Once all the dishes were done, Rachel cleaned off Ava's face while she giggled in Finn's arms. She offered him a cup of newly made coffee and he happily obliged. He leaned against the counter while she checked on the pie and asked, "How are your dads doing?"

Rachel closed the oven and leaned on the counter opposite of him, cradling her coffee in her hands. "They have been good. Just work, work, work. Haven't seen them in a while now that I think about it. How's your mom and Burt? Kurt hasn't really said much about them these days."

"They're good. Burt is super busy, but I think he is about to retire." Finn said.

Rachel nodded her head and looked the other way.

"So how long have you been doing Fanny?" Finn wondered.

"A little over a year. It's doing a lot better than we originally thought it would." Rachel smiled. "So they are aiming for a 2 to 3 year run."

"That's really awesome. And how long did you do Eponine?" Finn asked with a genuine smile. "C'mon I gave you a rundown of my life, now it's your turn."

Rachel smiled proudly. "When I was 19 I got the part of Eponine, and I quit that part when I was 20 for several different reasons. Then I got the part of Wendla in Spring Awakening when I was 21 and stayed with that doing workshops and off-Broadway productions until it finally made it to Broadway. Then I got in a new musical that had just been written and was trying to make it for Broadway. It ran for about a year and then I got Fanny when I was 27 and have been doing it ever since."

"Wow Rach. That is beyond amazing. Plus, getting three Tony's out of that. It's outstanding. You have one for Fanny, right?"

Rachel profusely blushed and nodded.

"Want to hear a secret?" Finn asked.

Rachel looked up at him and nodded.

"I was at your opening night of Les Mis." Finn smirked.

Rachel's eyes widened. "Are you serious?"

"Dead serious. I got seats far away from where everyone we knew would be sitting, and I didn't tell anyone. They were front row, to the very left. It was always my dream to see you on your opening night, and I couldn't let that dream go. No matter what the circumstances."

"Why didn't you tell anyone?" Rachel smiled.

Finn shrugged. "I don't know. I thought that you were mad at me or something. I don't really remember to be honest." He smiled.

"That really means a lot Finn. You are the one who believed in me so much in high school and you are the reason why I am even on Broadway right now. It makes me really happy to know that you were there that night." Rachel blushed.

"You were amazing, by the way." Finn said.

"Thank you." Rachel smiled.

The oven dinged minutes later, and Finn helped Rachel carry the plates of pie.

"Careful guys. It's very hot." Rachel warned.

They all began their desert and Finn asked, "So have you guys talked to Santana and Brittany?"

Rachel nodded and said. "Yeah they live on the Upper East Side. We see them every couple of weeks. They have 6 year old twins, a boy and a girl, Maddox and Hadley."

Finn raised his eyebrows. "Wow. Twins and the Upper East Side. Never would've thought. I haven't seen them since I moved here."

Kurt and Rachel chuckled and everyone finished their pie in a comfortable silence, Rachel feeding small bites to Ava.

After everyone was finished, Rachel stood and started gathering plates but Finn stopped her and said, "Please Rachel let me do this." She smiled, blushed halfway, and continued to help anyways.

Once everything was cleaned up and all the dishes were done, it was getting late. "I think that we really should get going now. Braylon needs to bathe and get in bed if I actually want him to wake up in the morning. Plus he looks like he's beat." He said. "You ready to go buddy?" Kurt announced.

"Yeah, I should get going too. I gotta get up early again." Finn winced. As they made their way to the front door Finn continued. "Thanks again for dinner, Rach."

"No problem, Finn. You're always welcome." She blushed at the use of her nickname. He is still the only person that calls her that.

Finn stepped closer and gave Rachel a small side hug, wrapping one arm around her small waist. She did the same, reaching one arm across his back.

Once they got in the elevator, Finn picked Braylon up and the little boy laid his head on his uncle's shoulder. Kurt looked over and smiled at the sight. "You really would make a great father, Finn. I see how you are with kids." Kurt assured.

Finn smiled proudly and patted Braylon on the back. "I want nothing more than to have some kids of my own." As they walked out of the elevator and to the parking garage Kurt said, "So I was surprised at how comfortable that was. To be honest I thought it was going to be awkward as hell."

"Nice to know I have some solid friends in the city." Finn smirked.