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CHAPTER 3

"Guys, be careful. I don't make enough money to fix all the damages you make with those green sticks." Rachel yells from the kitchen as she washes the dishes.

"Mama, they're light-sv-ears" Chris corrects her.

Rachel giggled noticing Chris's cute fluster with complicated words. In reminded her of Finn. The way he didn't know what "dubious" or "archaic" meant. Her thoughts slowly drifted off to that day. What was Finn going to think? Was it the right thing to blurt out? Her head was quickly brought back down when she heard a smash.

"I told you guys." Rachel tiredly says.

"Sorry diva. We didn't mean to. It was just like there…and then…SMASH!…and then well…I don't know." Kurt says mumbling as he thinks of a way to make it up to her.

"Lucky for both of you, I've always wanted to throw this monkey lamp Sam got me as a joke on my birthday." She confesses shyly.

"No wonder it looks like it's from the stone-age." Kurt adds nonchalantly.

"Kurt!" Rachel whines with her hands on her hips.

"What?" he asks "You know it's true."

"Don't say that in front of Chris. Everything we do, everything we say he mimics, so be careful with what you say around him" she adds looking at her sweet son staring at the boys playing ball next door.

Sometimes she wished that she could fix that sad stare in his eyes every time he saw boys playing with their dads. Rachel certainly didn't know how to play and Kurt couldn't care less about sports unless he was designing the uniforms.

Finn was supposed to teach him all that. Teach him those sports, talking to girls stuff that moms can't help with. But what could she do? She was a single parent raising a son that wanted his father every single moment of every day.

"Honey, what's wrong?" Rachel asked sweetly as she came up behind Christopher and wrapped her arms around him.

He pointed to the game across the street with a father and his two sons as they played football. "I want that mama."

Rachel's face dropped as a single tear shed her eye holding her son with all the force she could muster up. "I know that baby. I wish he was here too."

"Why doesn't he love me?" Chris asked Rachel with a sad, gloomy look on his face.

She quickly turned him around to face her. "Is that what you think honey? That he left because he didn't love you?", Chris nods shamefully not looking up. Rachel wipes the streaming tears off his cheeks. "Oh honey, that is not true. Not for one second, okay?" she took a deep breath before continuing. How could you explain this to a little boy. "It's just that we couldn't make each other happy and all we wanted was to make each other happy. But we just couldn't. Eventually we just grew apart."

"Why didn't he make you happy mama?"

"He made me so happy, until one day it just grew hard to love each other with dreams that tour us a thousand miles apart." She admits with teary eyes giving in.

"Do I make you happy?" Chris asks wiping the tears off his mom's eyelids.

"Sweetie, you make me so happy. All we need is you and me and Kurt and Santana and we'll be just fine. I promise." Rachel replies holding his hand as he held hers. "We may not have the family that everybody else has but we made our own and it is amazing. Don't you think?"

Chris looks at Kurt as he comes over to join. "Yeah and Uncle Kurt is my best friend."

"Thanks buddy." Kurt replies as they both high five and fist bump. Kind of. "Okay, can we continue with our normal day of eating ice cream and watching Chris's favourite movie, Cars?"

They all screamed and yelled with excitement as they made their way to the couch to watch the movie.

"Okay let the film roll begin." Kurt introduced with his toupee and British accent just like he did every other movie night. It was a little tradition they had since Chris was born.

Five seconds through the film, the doorbell rang.

"I'll get that." Rachel says as she gets up to get the door. Opening the door, her world stood still. She couldn't feel, she couldn't breathe. What was happening? "Oh my gosh."

"Hey Rach."

"Finn…" Before continuing the conversation, she took him outside so Kurt and Chris wouldn't hear and hopefully avoid the reunion. "What are you doing here?" confused at why he was just standing at her door with one duffel bag looking…as handsome as he was the first day she met him.

"I know this is out of the blue." He explains.

"You think. I have a kid in there and you can't just show up like this and disrupt our lives." Rachel explains avoiding the "our kid" part.

"I know that this is impulsive and probably one of the dumbest things I've done in my life, which is saying a lot. But, I needed to know something."

"What? What is so important that you had to come to New York City at 10 in the most vaguest of situations?" Rachel asked losing patience. She knew if she stayed here too long, Kurt and Chris would come out.

"You said you had a son." Finn blurted.

"Yes, I have a son. I told you this a week ago Finn. What is your question?"

"Is he mine?" Finn choked on that last word. It seemed weird to him asking her such an open question like that but he needed to know the truth.

"Finn, this isn't the time to discuss this." Rachel said as she tried to make her way back to the door. She was blocked and held by Finn with his hand clasping her arm.

"Tell me the truth Rachel. I deserve that."

"You deserve that?" Her walls broke down and then it all came out. "What about what I deserve Finn? Doesn't that matter?"

"Of course it matters." He replied trying to console her.

"No it doesn't. It never mattered when you broke up with me and it doesn't matter now because my son needs me and he comes first." She was breaking down and this was the first time it all came out.

"Rach…"

"No, you don't get to do this anymore. You left that night, remember?"

"We needed a break Rach. You had dreams here and I couldn't stand in the way of that. It would have been selfish if I kept you from your dreams and hopes just because I didn't want to lose you."

"But you were MY dream. Didn't you know that?" Rachel admitted fighting through all the emotions exploding from her.

"You were mine but I knew you. You wouldn't be fully happy with me unless you were on Broadway and that is what it came down to. It was either make you walk away from what you've worked for or force you to live in a simple life with me."

They couldn't take their eyes off of each other. This was the first time they had been talking since the break-up, truly talked.

"You know when we were fighting about Los Angeles and New York?" Finn nodded remembering the rough fight that lasted over a week. "What did I say to you when I met you at the auditorium?"

"Rachel, please stop." Finn begged tired of this fight.

"I said that you were MY HOME. Do you know what that means to me? My home is where I feel the most comfortable, the happiest, the best and you walked away with it." Rachel admitted.

"You honestly believe that I would have made you happy if I asked you to walk away from Broadway?"

"I would have done it. For you. My heart is with you. I mean, it was." She corrected before moving on. "I have to go. They're waiting for me."

"Can I see you again? Please?" He begged. He was so vulnerable and confused. That was the first time they dealt with each other about this.

Rachel didn't know what to say. She couldn't turn him down when he came so far. "Okay, tomorrow in Central Park at 2."

"Okay. Thanks." Finn replied tenderly as he took his bag and left.

When she went back in, she saw Chris fast asleep on Kurt's lap with Kurt quietly drifting to sleep. She slowly picked up Chris trying not to wake up Kurt but proved unsuccessful.

"Hey, what happened to you?" Kurt asked tiredly trying to wake up.

"One second. I'll just put Chris in his room and come back." She carried him to his room and came back to the living room lying on the couch with Kurt. "Finn showed up."

That brought Kurt straight up with the biggest eyes known to man. "HE WHAT?" Kurt yelled.

"Shhh! He's asleep." Rachel whispered.

"What are you going to do?"

"I'm going to meet him tomorrow and then… I don't know." She replied rubbing her head in frustration and confusion. "I love him but I can't let my family get hurt. Look at Chris." Rachel says pointing to her sleeping son. "He is so young and so innocent. How can I tell him that his father is back and wants to be a part of his life?"

"First you have to tell Finn?" Kurt included.

"I know and that is a conversation that I am not looking forward to. How am I supposed to tell him that I kept a son from him and that his son has grown up without him all because of me?" Rachel asked crying.

Kurt pulled her into his arms. "Rachel Barbra Berry, you are a lot of things. You are irritating, bossy, kind, amazing, but if there is one thing you are not is that you are not a bad person. You have been a great mother and the greatest friend I could ever have. If he doesn't accept that then it is his loss because he missed out on the greatest family in the world." Kurt kisses her forehead and they both drown in each other's company.

"I love you Kurt. You're my best friend."

"I love you too Rach. You're mine."

With that, they both fell asleep with Rachel on Kurt's shoulder and Kurt leaning on Rachel's head. They had a family right here and nobody could break that up. Or so it seems right now.

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