IT'S YOUR LOVE: A FINCHEL LOVE STORY
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I DO NOT own Glee or any of these characters. *I wish I did, because Season 3 Finale wouldn't have ended the way it did!*
A/N:
I would like to thank the readers out there that have requested me to repost this. I have edited this, so hopefully it will only make it better. Please remember to comment/review – these are very important. For readers that do not write – comments/reviews let the writer know how they are doing, whether it's good or bad. So if you have something to say – say it!
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Chapter 2:
'Damn that window' Rachel thought as the sun shined through her bedroom window. She looked over at the alarm clock and it was six … and it came way too early, but she knew if she didn't get up then, she was going to be late for her appointments and for her flight – that couldn't happen!
She laid still – hoping that she could grab a few more hours without time moving; she closed her eyes again, only to be awakened by her blaring alarm clock. Time to start the day; time to get ready so she can get back to Lima ASAP!
The cab dropped her off at NYADA in front of the Office of Administrations. Seven o'clock in the morning - who freakin' works at seven in the morning? Only the guidance counselor at NYADA – because she was anal about everything and didn't have a life! Oh well the sooner she gets this meeting over with – the sooner she gets to be on her way to her next appointment.
Just as she started to open the door to the administration building her phone rang; she pulled it out of her purse looking at the caller ID
"Hello"
"Morning sunshine, you awake?" Kurt said all cheerful.
"Ugh ... unfortunately. I'm getting ready to walk into my first appointment. What's going on?"
"Why unfortunately? And who in their right mind is at work at seven?"
"Last night … Oh never mind" she sighed "Anyhow – my guidance counselor is at work at seven."
"Wait. Why are you meeting with your guidance counselor? Is everything okay?" Kurt questioned, starting to worry.
"Everything is fine. She's just helping me with prep for next semester. She's really anal about stuff like that. Mid-terms are coming up and she wants to make sure that I'm on track … making sure that I don't need extra credit or something like that" she rolled her eyes. "So why are you up so early?"
"Oh yeah – Do you mind if Blaine pick you up from the airport?"
Rachel clears her throat; pulling her bottle of water out of her bag and taking a sip "Not at all. It will give us some time to talk – to catch up."
"Rachel, are you okay? Finn said this morning at breakfast that he was talking to you last night and your phone died or something."
She clears her throat again "Yeah – or something."
"What's wrong?"
"Kurt, please – don't tell him … I'm still so sick. I was feeling okay last night, until I ate. I'm so tired of this! Let's just say it was a rough night." Opening the door to the administrative building and walking in "Listen I need to get off, so I can get in here or I'm going to be late. Love to you." Quickly hanging up and running into the women's bathroom, barely making it to the toilet "Ugh" she cries as she leans over the toilet.
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Blaine was waiting in the luggage area at the airport; he had already picked up Rachel's luggage, which if you knew Rachel Berry – they were hers. Pink with gold stars all over them, plus the luggage tag has a picture of her and Finn. You definitely couldn't pass them up on the conveyor.
He had been waiting for about fifteen minutes; He found an empty seat close to wear she would enter the luggage claim area "Where is she?" he said to himself.
Pulling out his phone to text her, he heard a familiar yell
"Blaine!" Rachel yelled down the corridor, walking quickly.
Hugged her and released her quickly "Rach, are you okay? You … you don't look so well" he said as he scrunched his face, noticing that she was pale and kind of clammy.
She shook her head "I will be … I have the flu. I've barely slept or eaten in days. I can barely keep food and water in my system …" she explained as they began walking toward the exit doors.
Blaine was soon walking ahead of her "So, are you ready for a full afternoon of wedding dress shopping?" when he didn't get a response he turned around and saw that Rachel wasn't behind him. Looking around to find her and he couldn't find her "Rach?" he yelled. A path cleared and he quickly spotted his five foot two inch friend hovering over the trash can in the corner of the baggage claim area. He quickly ran back, grabbing her hair and pulling it out of her face "Scratch that – let's get you home."
After getting her face cleaned off, teeth brushed and some water to drink – he helped her to the bench on the curb "Stay here – I'll bring the car up. I've already got your luggage in the car." She nodded and gave him a faint smile as he ran off to get the car. Just a few minutes later he pulled up in front of the bench that she was sitting at; he helped her to the car "Why don't we put you in the backseat that way you can lay down and rest?" she nodded as he helped her in. Reaching over her, he grabbed a pillow and blanket from the opposite side of the car "It's a good thing I keep these in the car" he laughed "Here's a bag too, in case you get sick again."
"Thank you, Blaine" she smiled faintly.
"No problem. This is what friends are for." He leaned in tucking the blanket around her and giving her a light peck on the forehead.
They hadn't been on the road back to Lima too long, before Rachel was fast asleep. Blaine decided that he better prepare Kurt for the change of plans. He picked up his phone, clicking on Kurt's name from his favorites list, to call him.
"Hey – so are you guys on your way back"
"Hey … Umm – yeah. I've got the bride-to-be, but I don't think we'll be doing any wedding shopping today."
"And why is that?" Kurt snapped
"Kurt, she's like really sick. She barely made it off the plane before she was throwing up in a trash can in the middle of the freakin' baggage claim area!"
"Eww" Kurt scoffed
"Yeah, so I'm going to take her to her house, so she can get some rest." Blaine stated
"Blaine, I don't think that's a good idea. Her dads are on vacation – they won't be back until tomorrow."
"Well then, what do you suggest that I do?"
"Bring her to my house. I'll call Carole and let her know that Rachel will be staying with us for a few nights. I'm on my way back to the house now. I'll call her dad's and let them know. I'll get Finn's bed ready."
"Okay – we should be there in about an hour."
"Okay – good. Be safe. Love you."
"Love you too and we will." Blaine said.
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After hitting some heavy afternoon traffic, an hour and a half later – Rachel and Blaine arrived at the Hummel-Hudson house.
Kurt ran out to the car; Blaine got out of the car and was walking around to the passenger side of the car "Hey"
"Hey – where is she?" Kurt asked
"She hasn't moved. I pulled over a couple of times just to make sure she was still breathing." Blaine said worriedly as Kurt peeked in the backseat of the car.
Just as they started to open the door to wake Rachel up, Burt and Carole pulled into the driveway.
"Hey guys! What are you doing just standing here? I thought you were picking up Rachel?" Burt asked
Blaine and Kurt shared a look and nodded then looking into the car. Burt and Carole followed to take a quick glance in the backseat of Blaine's car
"Mr. Hummel, I just hate to wake her. She's so sick" Blaine said
"You can't just leave her in the car." Carole exclaimed
"Move over, you guys get her stuff." Burt opened the door; unfastening the seatbelt that was strapped across Rachel's body. He picked her up and carried her into the house.
"I think I'm going to be sick" Rachel said softly.
Burt and Blaine shared a look "It's okay, we're almost there" Burt whispered to her. Fortunately, she didn't get sick. Burt laid her down on Finn's unmade bed.
Carole followed close behind; grabbing a cool wet wash cloth and a trash can from Finn's bathroom. "Is that all of her stuff?" Carole asked to Blaine and Kurt; they nodded and went downstairs. She slipped Rachel's shoes off carefully and pulled the covers over her. She quietly walked away and stood in the doorway, looking back at her future daughter-in-law. Carole whispered to Burt, who stood next to her with his hands resting on her shoulders "I hate to see her so sick. I remember when Finn would get sick, it killed me. This is my daughter-in-law – I hate to see her like this. You know, she's just like a daughter to me." She wiped away the tears from her cheeks.
"Carole, are you saying that you want to go to DC with me tonight?"
"No, I'm not saying that at all. I'm going. We just need to make a stop before we leave." Burt nodded, knowing where that stop was going to be.
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"Hey Finn!"
"Mom?" Finn said as he rolled from underneath a car "What are you doing here? I thought you guys were leaving for DC?"
"We are" she leaned up against the workbench "I-I just wanted to come and see you before we left."
Finn's brow furrowed "Mom, what's wrong?"
Burt walked up "Hey Finn"
"Hey" he said, glancing up at Burt and then looking back at his mom, knowing that something was wrong "Mom?"
"Finn, take a break. Come on." Burt walked over, taking the wrench from Finn's hands and laying it in the tool chest.
The three adults walked into the break room of Hummel Tire & Lube. Burt led Finn to a table and sat him down, after he closed the door and pulled the blinds.
Finn knew something was wrong, as he watched his mom and Burt's actions. "Okay you guys … You're really freakin' me out right now. What's going on?"
Carole took a seat next to Finn, Burt taking a seat opposite of him. "Finn, we were talking on the way over and we think that you should take the rest of the week off and spend it with Rachel – whi-"
Burt was cut off by Finn "What's wrong with Rachel?" his eyes began to fill with tears.
"We - " Burt cut off again by Carole
"Burt, we can't." Carole closed her eyes "Finn, Rachel is really sick."
"Yeah, I mean I know she's had the flu, but I just talked to her last night and she said that she was doing much better." Finn looked into his mom's eyes, trying to find some hope.
"Honey – she's not feeling better. I've never seen her so sick before." Finn turned his head, looking straight in front of him before his head dropped "Finn - Burt and I have to go to DC. She needs you. She needs somebody to take care of her."
Tears were threatening to spill onto Finn's cheeks as he looked at his mom, seeing the worry in her eyes "I-Is she d-dying?"
"No, she's not dying" Carole and Burt chuckled. Carole grabbed Finn's hand and squeezed it. "She's got the flu. Her Dads are out of town and …"
Finn nodded, knowing what had to be done and knew what his mom was going to say "It's my job to take care of her now, huh?"
"Yeah" Carole choked out, just thinking about her only son becoming a grown man … someone's husband.
Finn stood up; pushing his chair in toward the table "I'll go clean up my work area. I'm going home to take care of her" his hand rested on the door knob to open it, when Burt cleared his throat and chuckled out loud.
"Finn?" He turned to face Carole and Burt "Just because we're not going to be home – it doesn't mean that you can play house" Burt jokingly said.
"Right" Finn smiled; hugging his mom as she walked up to him, before he walked out into the shop. She watched him walk out the door.
"Carole, honey?" she nodded as Burt said her name; he walked up and wrapped his arms around her from behind "It's okay … they're adults now."
"Yeah – that's the scary part!" Burt kissed her head; she grabbed his arms squeezing them tighter as the tears fell down her cheeks.
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Kurt and Blaine were in the dining room looking through the massive stacks of wedding magazines, when Finn walked in.
"Hello?" Kurt yelled out
"Oh, hey guys! What are you doing?" Finn questioned
"Welcome home. Oh we're just going through some of the wedding magazines that we have picked up over the last few months. We thought that since Rachel is so sick that we would help get things started." Kurt explained nonchalantly
Finn smiled as he walked into the kitchen, grabbing a bottle of water out of the refrigerator "Thanks. We really appreciate it. So how is she doing?"
They shrugged their shoulders "We've not heard anything from her, so we are assuming she's still asleep" Blaine spoke up.
"I'm going to check on her" Finn said as he started to walk out of the dining room "Hey listen – thanks for being here for her, while I was at work and you know – taking care of her. I appreciate it."
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Finn peeked in and saw that Rachel was still sleeping. He grabbed a towel from the linen closet, to take a shower. He was really surprised that she still wasn't awake when he got out.
He slipped on his boxer briefs and basketball shorts, deciding that he would lay down next to her for a while. He slipped into bed next to her and watched her rest peacefully; leaning over and kissing her head. It didn't take long before he was fast asleep.
It was only a short time later, when he felt Rachel move; he opened his eyes and saw her running to the bathroom. He jumped up behind her; he grabbed a clean washcloth and wet it; he knelt down behind her, holding her hair back "Hey babe – I'm sorry you're so sick" he said softly.
She sat back on her knees; he sat down behind her leaning up against the bathtub, pulling her down onto his lap, holding her tight.
"How long have you been here? Wait – how did I get up here? How long have I been out?" she questioned; he smiled at her asking so many questions.
"You ready to go lay back down?" he whispered into her hair; she nodded, standing up and flushing the toilet. He swept her up in his arms and carried her back to bed, lying her down gently and then crawling in beside her; wrapping his arms around her "So Mom and Burt said that you've been sick again. I thought you were feeling better?"
She nodded "I was … and then last night" she looked up at him "I went to the doctor this morning … I have the flu."
"I heard. I'm sorry you feel so bad. So, do you care if I lay with you?"
She shook her head "I would love that" she giggled.
He pulled her into his body, wrapping his arms around her as she turned over "I love you" he whispered into her hair.
"I love you too" she said softly as she closed her eyes.
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Blaine and Kurt were up early the next morning. Blaine made coffee while Kurt fixed breakfast.
While looking through the stacks of wedding magazines, Kurt looked up from his plate and smiled "I think we need to go and look at dresses for Rachel"
"Don't forget tuxes, too" Blaine said sipping on his coffee
"Oh … and flowers!" Kurt bounced up and down in his chair; clapping his hands "Oh yay! We're planning a wedding! I'm so excited!"
Rachel woke up to the smell of coffee making; she slipped out of bed and went downstairs.
"What colors do you think we should pick?" she heard Kurt say
"Pink, it's my favorite color." She said, startling Kurt and Blaine "Morning" she smiled
"Morning! How are you feeling?" Blaine asked as he raised his cup of coffee up and she nodded.
She sat down beside Kurt, while he flipped through the wedding magazine "I feel better … at least for now" she pointed to a dress "I like this, what do you think?"
Kurt nodded and flipped the page "You know, we've been thinking … you need to let us plan your wedding."
"Yeah" Blaine said as he sat her cup of coffee in front of her "that way you can rest and spend time with Finn"
"The only thing you need to do is try on dresses" Kurt said.
"I mean – what if I want to plan this too? I mean …" she said
"It's okay, Rachel – it's your wedding and you should plan it, if you want" Kurt stated "If you want someone to plan most of it – then you have your guys." He smiled
"Would you like some breakfast? A bagel?" Blaine asked.
"So when were you thinking about going out … you know … to try on dresses … I mean …" she asked
"Rach, if you're up to it … we'd like to take you today." Kurt said
Rachel squealed with excitement "I would love to. I'm going to go take a shower. I'll be down in a bit" she jumped up from her chair and started to run upstairs
"What about your bagel?" Blaine asked
"Oh yeah, I'll … just take it upstairs" she hugged him, taking the bagel from him, grabbing her cup of coffee off of the table "Thanks. I'll be down in a bit"
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She slips back into the room and sees Finn laying there as she slowly closed the door. She sat the bagel and cup of coffee on Finn's nightstand. She leaned over and gave him a soft, sweet kiss on his cheek.
She jumped in the shower, hoping that she could be quick and quiet – not to wake up Finn; the last thing on her mind was finding the towels.
Once she was finished with her shower, she went to grab the towel, which she thought that she had hung over the shower curtain, but it wasn't there "Crap – where's my towels?" peeking from behind the shower curtain – she noticed a white shirt of Finn's (one of her favorites) hanging on the Robe hook on the back of the door. She slipped it on and tip-toed back into the bedroom to find her some clothes.
She was bent over going through her suitcase when she heard a sleepy Finn "Hey you!" she looked back and smiled
"Hey"
"How are you feeling?" he asked, as he stretched.
"Better" she said as she walked over to the bed, crawling up next to him "I think I just needed to be here with you … you know like I'm homesick or something."
He smiled and nuzzled his nose into the crook of her neck, as his fingertips played with the hem on the shirt "Is that my shirt?" he said as he raised his head to look her in the eye. She bit her lip and nodded "You're wet too" he laughed at his own statement – only thinking dirty thoughts.
She was thinking dirty thoughts too, but she was also telling the truth as she leaned down and kissed his cheek; then moving her lips to his ear to whisper "In more ways than one" she grinned from ear-to-ear as she rolled on top of him
"What's gotten into you?" he asked sheepishly
She smiled and bit at her lower lip again as she grinded her hips into his "I'm just a little …" shrugging at the statement with a smile that he'd only seen once before.
"Oh …" he gulped as she kissed his neck "I feel like I'm in high school again" she giggled as she could feel his cock starting to harden beneath her
She smiled and rested her hands on his bare chest; leaning down to kiss the most sensitive spot on his neck and to nibble on his ear "You like?" she whispered.
"Mmhmm" he panted.
"Good" she breathed as she nibbled on his ear. She placed kisses down his neck, making her way down his chiseled chest and down to the top of his basketball shorts; she slipped off of him, helping him remove his shorts and boxers briefs.
His erection was released as she took him into her hand stroking his length; she brought her head down and kissed the tip; Finn exhaled a moan as she licked him from the base of his cock to the tip. He bucked his hips upwards, just as she wrapped her lips around the tip, causing him to slip into her mouth quicker than she expected. Her lips applied pressure around his length as she moved him in and out of her mouth, faster and faster with each suck. She looked up at Finn and smiled when she saw that his eyes were closed and he was enjoying the blowjob that she was giving him; it was then when she decided that she was going to tease him a little more … she slowly took him into her mouth inch-by-inch until she had engulfed him completely and then began to hum. The vibration from her humming caused him to exhale a grunt; slowly sliding him out of her mouth, as her hand stroked him
"Rach" Finn panted "Please …"
She kissed her way back up his chest and to his ear "Make love to me Finn" she panted as she laid on top of him
He flipped her over and smiled as his lips crashed into hers, full of need and want. He grabbed his cock and stroked it a few times before he slid it between her wet folds.
She moaned "Finn … Ohhh … Please …" as her hands ran over her breasts, tugging at her nipples making them hard.
"Who's the tease now?" Finn whispered as he slid. Both moaned in ecstasy as their want and need for each other showed in each thrust.
Rachel pushed him over onto his back, rocking back and forth. Suddenly she stopped and closed her eyes
"Rach … Come on … I'm ge-" Finn opened his eyes and saw Rachel pointing her finger (as in to give her a second)
Taking a deep breath (it didn't help) and with lightning speed she ran to the bathroom to throw up.
"Rach" he said as he grabbed his shorts on and walked to the door. His heart broke for her, knowing she must feel terrible. He opened the cabinet and got a washcloth out to wet with cold water. He knelt down beside her, placing the cold, wet washcloth on the back of her neck and moving it forward to her chest; pressing his lips into her head, as he pulled her hair back with his free hand. His lips rested on her ear, as he whispered softly "Rach? Are y-you pregnant?"
