A/N: I understand this would NEVER happen. The way these characters are portrayed personality wise, this wouldn't even happen, haha but it just was one random idea I decided to actually type out. It's small, just a three part. It was originally only going to be a one shot but it blossomed into a bit more than that. Anyway, feedback is appreciated and encouraged, because I sort of want to know my strengths and weaknesses. I'm not the best writer, but it occupies my time and I actually enjoy it! Enjoy.


"Do you want to come up?" Rachel asked once they reached the outside of the apartment complex.

"That was sort of my plan." Finn said quietly.

They went up to her twentieth floor penthouse. When he walked through the doors, he looked around in awe. Her penthouse was something out of a romantic comedy. It was simple, yet elegant. Typical Rachel Berry. Rachel caught his face and smiled. "It's something else isn't it?"

Finn nodded.

"This way." Rachel whispered, turning to the left down a small hallway. She turned on a light to what he could assume was Mckinley's room. It had pink walls and was decorated with purple flowers. The carpet was a simple beige color and there were toys scattered around, however they were neatly in place. She slept in a little bed with a princess headboard. Yeah, Rachel definitely decorated this.

Rachel then reached for Mckinley, retrieving her into her arms. "She's about to throw a huge hissy." She noted.

It hurt Finn knowing he didn't know things like this. He knew he shouldn't feel like this, because it wasn't his fault he didn't know, but he felt a streak of guilt anyway. Like a father who abandoned his family. He shook the thought off.

Rachel laid Mckinley down on the bed, and it was then that Mckinley stirred.

Rachel took off her hat, gloves and unzipped her jacket when Mckinley became fully alert.

"We have to get in jammies, baby." Rachel said as Mckinley began to cry.

"Please stop dear, it'll be over quickly and you'll be all tucked in your bed, alright?" she said through Mckinley's cries.

She turned to Finn. "Could you please go in the second drawer down and grab whatever pajama outfit you come across?" she asked desperately as Mckinley's cries got louder as she fussed around.

Finn nodded, grabbing a tiny onesie that had unicorns or horses on it or something. He handed it quickly to Rachel.

"Thank you so much." She said tiredly, as she took off Mckinley's clothes. "She hates being cold, can't you tell?" Mckinley shrieked.

"Mckinley!" Rachel bellowed. "Please, knock it off! You're getting far too old for this!" Rachel said, sounding irritated.

"Rachel, let me." Finn said.

"No, don't worry. It's fine."

"Rachel." He said sternly.

She nodded and stepped away. "Good luck."

"Bug." Finn said. "Mommy is just trying to help. Don't you want to get into comfy clothes and go to sleep?" he asked.

Mckinley didn't say anything, but she stopped fussing enough for him to get his pajamas on her.

Once it was all said and done, he was the one who tucked Mckinley into bed. He then sat on her tiny bed. Rachel smiled at how silly it looked.

"Do you want to hear a story?" Finn asked. Mckinley nodded.

From there, Finn created a whole story in his mind about a field on Ohio, complete with circus animals that went on an adventure. Rachel stood in the doorway, her arms crossed, watching the two interact with each other.

After only about ten minutes, Mckinley was fast asleep once more. Finn leaned over and kissed the tiny girls forehead before standing. "I love you." He said quietly to Mckinley.

Little did he know that in the process, Rachel had begun to cry. He turned around and looked at her as she walked up to the little girl's bed, leaning down to give her a kiss. Without saying a word, she wiped her eyes and left the room.

Finn stood there, not knowing what to do. He leaned over and turned on Mckinley's nightlight and walked out, closing the door halfway behind him. He walked out to the living room, finding Rachel on the sofa, looking out the large window ahead, overlooking part of the city. "You have quite the view." He noted as he looked out the window.

Rachel failed to respond, so he turned to her, seeing her crying silently.

He walked over and took a seat next to her. "She is such a beautiful child, you know that right?" he said quietly. She didn't respond.

"What's going on in that mind of yours?" Finn asked, looking at her. He rested a gently hand on her face. "You can tell me anything."

She glanced up. "Do you know how much I've dreamt about seeing what I just saw in there?" she asked as she wiped her eyes.

He gave her his famous lopsided grin. "And now that you did, why are you so upset?"

She shrugged.

"Exactly. Look. I'm like beyond pissed off at you for keeping something like this from me. I don't know if I can ever forgive you for it, but I do know that there's nothing that can be done about the past now. I'm not going to sit here and make you pay for your mistakes. What I want now, more than ever, is to just be a family. I never had my dad there, and though Burt is a close second he came in the picture when I was a teenager."

"Speaking of your parents…." Rachel said cutting him off. "Oh God, your mom. She's going to hate me so much." She said, hiding her face in her hands.

Finn shrugged. "We'll tell them. I doubt she's going to hate you, Rachel. Calm down." He paused as a million questions welled up inside of him. "Wait, do your dad's…"

"They know." She said quietly. "They're the only two I've ever told, up until tonight."

"How did Kurt and Blaine know?" he asked.

"Kurt didn't until right before the show." She explained.

"How did you hide that from him when he's been out here all this time?" he asked.

"I just never brought it up. I hardly ever saw him before we got cast in the same show and Mckinley was always with the sitter during rehearsals. I just….never told him."

"Why?" he asked.

"I don't know." She said simply.

"Are you ashamed?" he asked, looking down at her.

"Oh goodness no. She's my everything. I…I didn't want anyone to tell you unless it was from me myself. Could you imagine finding out from someone else?" she asked.

Finn looked out the window once more, agreeing with what she said. "I don't understand…"

Rachel shook her head. "It all seems ridiculous, now that I think about it."

Finn nodded. "Ridiculous is sort of an understatement. But, it's in the past. What're you going to do about it now besides try and make it better?"

Rachel looked at him. "How are you always so optimistic?" she asked.

He smiled. "Life is too short."

They sat quietly, enjoying each other's company.

"You know…" Finn began, breaking the silence. "You are like a real life Fanny Brice. Seriously."

Rachel laughed. "As long as you don't end up in jail and then come out realizing we aren't good for each other."

He reached for her hand. "Nah. Not going to happen." He said.

She gave his hand a squeeze. "Good. God, I've missed you so much." She said moving closer to Finn as he put his arm around her shoulder. "How is Ohio anyway? I speak with my dad's here and there, but they never tell me much about Lima. They're always so invested with my life, trying to help, doing the fatherly thing."

Finn smiled. "Ohio is Ohio. Always the same. Lima doesn't change."

Rachel looked out the window. "Do you see anyone from Glee?"

"I see Puck. He works with me with the football team." He said.

"You help out with football?"

"Yeah of course." Finn said. "I love helping. I play for LCC too. My life is just a lot of football, it gets old and tiring but I like it." He said.

"You're very good at it though. Are you doing good in school?" she asked curiously.

"Yeah, I am." He said proudly.

"I'm glad." She said.

He looked down at her. "That doesn't sound meaningful."

She sighed. "No, it is. This is just why I didn't tell you about Mckinley. Everything in your life is going the way you want it too. I could never force you away from it to a city like this, where you don't want to be." She explained.

"You wouldn't be forcing me. If I want to be with my family, let me. I could have all those things in this city, and more."

Rachel smiled. "No seriously, I can't do that to you."

"Rach, I love you. I love Mckinley already. I can't leave you two here. Don't you need me here?" Finn asked.

"I could always use the help, of course. Being on Broadway all night, I feel guilty always leaving her with a sitter. I saw the way she interacted with you tonight. She loves you already so much." Rachel said.

Finn smiled. "Then let me in this life of yours, Rachel. Let me help."

"Why don't you hate me?" Rachel asked.

He shook his head. "You hurt me like hell, but I could never hate you. I let you go for three years, not understanding why or chasing after you. Three years is my limit."

Rachel smiled, leaning up to kiss his cheek. "Okay, you win. If you want to be a part of this life, we'll begin tomorrow."

He squinted his eyes as she stood up. "What do you mean?"

"She's a lot of work, Finn. You have no idea."

He laughed. "Challenge accepted."

She smiled. "After just one day, you'll wish I would have had a boy. I've heard they're a lot less fussy."

Finn shrugged. "I'm glad she's a girl. If she's anything like you, then of course she's a diva. However, she's going to be a daddy's girl. You'll see."

Rachel laughed, leaning into him, wrapping her arms around Finn's neck. "A diva?" she asked as she kissed him.

Finn smiled in the kiss, his arms around her tiny waist. When they pulled away he looked over at the clock. "You should go to sleep, you have a long day tomorrow."

She shrugged. "True. Mckinley usually wakes around eight too, but I usually don't mind. It gets me going."

He looked at her, smiling. "Eight is super early. I definitely mind." He said as he stood, lifting her up, putting Rachel over his shoulders.

"Oh my God, Finn! Put me down!" she yelled.

"Hey, hey, shhhh. You want to wake up your daughter?" he asked.

She laughed until Finn walked into what he assumed was her room, putting her down gently on the bed.

When he did this, Rachel pulled him down onto her. "I love you." She whispered.

"I love you too." He said kissing her.

She smiled and got up walking towards her bathroom to change. "Tomorrow is going to be exciting!" she said loudly.

Finn crashed on the side of her bed, before getting up. Rachel was humming quietly from the bathroom and he walked out of her room across the hall. Glancing in Mckinley's room, he saw her breathing peacefully. He smiled turning around. Like an instinct, he had to make sure Mckinley was okay.

When he walked back in Rachel's room, she stood by the side of the bed. She looked up at him and smiled. "She'll be three on April 12th, she's going to sleep fine, and if not, she'll come in here." Rachel said.

He looked at her and smiled as she climbed into the bed. "Now calm down and come over here." She said.

He went over and climbed into bed next to her, cuddling close. Within minutes she was asleep, a drastic change from years previously when she was able to stay up and talk her mouth off for hours to him. He still didn't understand how she managed to do all of this on her own. Soon, he drifted to sleep, lost in his own thoughts.

His eyes shot open and he instantly glanced at the clock. 4:03 AM it read. He had only been asleep for a few hours. He could hear Mckinley crying. He heard Rachel sigh loudly, knowing she was awake then too.

"You remember how you said you were prepared to deal with this? You can begin with this." She muttered. "You'll know what to do." And just like that, she rested her head back on the pillow.

"What do you usually do?" he asked.

She turned her head towards him. "I promise you'll know what to do. She calms down easily, it was probably just a bad dream or something."

Groggily, he stood up, making his way across the hall. "And she does Broadway with this?" he said out loud. Oddly, he wished he was here for this anyway.

He entered Mckinley's room. "What's wrong?" he asked, gently walking over to pick her up. She didn't say anything; she just rested her head on his shoulder and cried.

Assuming it was a bad dream like Rachel said, he walked back and forth across the room gently patting her back as she calmed slowly. He yawned as he did this, realizing how tired he was.

Once she calmed down she fell asleep on his shoulder, and he walked back to her bed, putting her back in it before kissing her forehead.

When he got back into Rachel's room, he closed her door and jumped back into the bed. He wrapped his arms around her and leaned his chin on her shoulder. She turned her head to face him a little.

"How do you do it?" he whispered.

"Magic." She whispered back.

He kissed her cheek gently. "I always knew you were, Rachel Berry." He said before she turned over to cuddle into him close. They were asleep within minutes.

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The next morning, Finn awoke, not seeing Rachel there. He glanced at the clock. 10:15AM. He sat up, rubbing his eyes, hearing slight commotion coming from outside the room.

As he walked out of the room, he smiled over at Rachel who was on her knees on the living room floor, toys scattered everywhere around her. Neither of them noticed him walking towards them, so he paused to watch for a minute before interrupting.

"Where is this one going?" Rachel was asking Mckinley.

"The store." Mckinley said simply, taking the little toy out of Rachel's hands, placing it over towards blocks that Finn assumed was probably the store.

"And this one?" Rachel asked, handing her another.

"Mall. Duh." Mckinley said.

Rachel laughed. She obviously had heard that from her before. Finn took note of this.

"She hear that from you sometime?" he asked.

Rachel turned looking up at him. "Oh I'm sure of it."

Finn looked down at Rachel. "You didn't wake me?" he was slightly disappointed. He had wanted nothing more than to be a part of all of this, but it was almost as if Rachel didn't want to be bothered with it.

"I wanted you to sleep." She said simply.

Just then Mckinley looked up at him. "Wanna play with us?" she asked.

Finn smiled. It was strange looking down at such a small person who possessed some of the same qualities as him.

Rachel gave Finn a stern look, and he instantly got down on the ground next to them, sitting cross legged. When Mckinley was lost in her own imagination, Finn looked over at Rachel. "Do you plan on spoiling and giving her everything she wants until she becomes a brat?"

Rachel looked confused.

"You're 'you better get down and play with us before she throws a fit' look." Finn said.

Rachel nodded. "What else were you going to do? You said you wanted to get to know how your daughter operates."

"I…" Finn said, grabbing a kid's book nearby. "I'm going to learn my shapes. Obviously."

Rachel laughed. "Oh, good idea. Actually, why don't you help Mckinley with them?"

Finn looked at her. "How?"

Rachel gave Finn a look. "You've really got to stop caring. Like I told you before, she's not going to judge you. You are her father, and it shows. Besides, I've really got to go get showered. I usually wait until her nap, but since you're here…." Rachel stood up.

Rachel planted a kiss on Finn's forehead, before walking away, leaving Finn alone with Mckinley. He glanced over at Mckinley who was in turn looking at him. "Dadda?" Mckinley asked.

Finn was taken aback. How the hell did she know that? Rachel must've said something. He raised his eyebrows. "Yeah?"

"I'll teach you the shapes." She said proudly looking at the book he still had in his hand.

Finn looked down at it. "Oh, alright. Yeah, give me a refresher." He said awkwardly, turning the book the right way. "Get over here then munchkin." He said as she walked her way to him, placing her tiny bottom on his right leg. He wrapped his large arm around her, holding the book in front of him. "You know them all?" he asked her

"Yeah." Mckinley said simply.

He almost wanted to say bullshit, but then he realized he was talking to a little girl. The brief thought to teach her swear words to say to her mother sort of amused him though. "Oh yeah? What's this one?" he asked pointing to the circle.

She said circle.

This repeated until the book was over. This kid was smart. They did a few more things together and before Finn knew it, Rachel walked back down the hall out to them.

"Having fun?" she asked, walking towards the kitchen.

"Yeah. Your kid is a shape professional. I see a geometry professor or something in the near future." He called out to Rachel.

"Our kid." She corrected him.

He went to speak, but was stopped by the sound of her phone going off. He glanced down at Mckinley who was smiling at him, handing him random blocks. "Help me." She said. He did as she instructed.

"Hey dad." She said.

"Oh, what, you can?...since when?...oh that's such exciting news!...yeah, you're going to die she's getting so big…." He listened in on the broken conversation as she replied to whichever Dad she was speaking too. It was obvious they would be coming out here sometime.

"Oh, but dad….Finn is here." She said.

His eyes wandered up to her, as he handed Mckinley a lego block. "Uh yeah…well, sort of a long story. No, no he isn't. Confused…..yeah I know, I know. I messed up with that…..I know dad!" she exclaimed. She turned around and caught Finn's eye. "Dad, can we please talk about this some other time? Tomorrow when you get in?"

She paused for a few minutes before wrapping up the conversation. "Dad, I know. I already know all of this! Dad oh my gosh, I'll see you tomorrow. I love you. Tell Dad I love him."

When she hung up the phone she turned around looking at Finn. "Sorry about that."

Finn shook his head. "No worries."

Just then Rachel looked over at Mckinley, ignoring whatever conversation she just had with her dad. "Ready for some lunch boo?" she asked her.

Mckinley looked at her and shrugged. "I'm having fun playing." She said.

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A few hours later, Rachel put Mckinley down for a nap. When she came out, she sat down next to Finn who was watching television.

"So my dads are flying out here tonight. They're coming to see the show tomorrow. Sudden change of plans I guess, because earlier in the week they didn't think they could make it." She said.

"That's good." Finn said simply. He didn't really know what to say to that.

"They are super curious to how you were taking this news, I guess. I apologize in advance if they ask you ten thousand questions." She said smiling.

He smiled back. "It's okay. I know how they are."

"What about your parents?" she asked then.

This caught him off guard, causing him to look away from the television. "I'll bring Mckinley with me to the show later. We'll go from there." He said simply.

"That's it?" she asked. "You don't have a more solid plan?"

She shook his head. "Not really. I mean, they leave for Ohio tomorrow…."

"And so do you." She muttered.

He frowned. "I do."

He didn't continue any further, knowing she was disappointed. He didn't want to invade his way into her life if she wasn't going to ask though he desperately wanted her too. He knew he didn't have as much money as she did, and he definitely knew he couldn't afford to live on his own by moving to New York sporadically.

She looked over at him suddenly, wrapping her arms around him from the side. "We'll still figure things out, right?" she asked quietly.

"We always do." He said, kissing the top of her head gently.