I am unbelievably sorry about the long wait! It's just this story and I met a bit of a stalemate for quite a while and it wasn't until know that I really got the inspiration that I needed. I hope you are all still interested Anyway, here's chapter 9.

Chapter 9- Most nights I don't know anymore

Rachel lay in bed that night contemplating everything. Her doctor's appointment had certainly been an experience, leaving her without a doubt in her mind that she would carry the child for the whole nine months regardless of whatever happened afterwards. She had seen her son and daughter for the first time and it had changed her.

Rachel suddenly began to doubt the decision she had made. As soon as she had gotten home she felt the urge to call Blaine and confess everything; that she had gotten pregnant after their night of drunken passion and how she had seen the baby and it had been the most perfect moment of her life. Eventually reason prevailed and she let it be, fearing it would cause more harm than good.

Her fathers slept soundly down the corridor, completely unaware of the mess their precious daughter was in. Rachel worried about how they would react when she eventually mustered up the courage to actually tell them about her situation. They would not be happy, that was for sure. Maybe they would throw her out, say she was nothing more than a whore. Who knew? It was all tightly woven with uncertainty and that was what scared her the most.

Rachel turned over restlessly and saw that her pink alarm clock read 11:45. She bit her lip, pondering whether or not what she was about to do was a mistake. She needed to talk to someone. Kurt was out of the question as he had given her so much of his time already. He wouldn't be angry about her waking him up but the soprano knew that he would be inevitably cranky the next day. Plus, she didn't want to talk about her situation. Rachel just wanted to have a normal midnight conversation without a mention of pregnancy or babies, so she picked up her phone and found the number she was looking for.

The phone dial tone sounded for about twenty seconds and she was just about to hang up when a voice came from the other end. "Hey Rach," Finn greeted her as if it was three p.m.

Rachel frowned. "Did I wake you?"

"Nope, I was just kicking Puck's ass on Xbox Live. What's up?" he wondered with non-chalance.

"Oh, you're busy. That's okay."

"No, it's cool we just finished up. Are you okay?" Finn wondered, concerned about why she was calling him so late when she usually insisted on going to sleep before 11 p.m.

She sighed. "I couldn't sleep."

"You've been acting kind of strange lately, is everything okay?"

Rachel bit her lip. "Please, can we not talk about me? Let's talk about you."

Finn was most definitely surprised by that. She loved to talk about herself. He didn't say anything however and instead tried to find something worthwhile to say. "I got a B in Spanish today…"

The petite brunette smiled widely. "Finn that's amazing! Congratulations!"

"Thanks. At first I thought Mr. Schue had given me somebody else's paper by accident but it turns out it was actually mine. My mom and Burt are getting it framed tomorrow."

The conversation with Finn really helped take her mind off of everything that was going on and half an hour later Rachel was on the brink of falling asleep. She said goodnight to Finn and went to bed feeling more content than she had in a long time.

For the first time in weeks, Rachel woke feeling hopeful. Unfortunately that feeling didn't last for long. She made her way into the kitchen smiling only to have it immediately wiped from her pretty face. Her fathers stood frozen by the countertop with a look of complete shock on their face and a letter in hand.

"If your expression is anything to go by, I'm guessing you know what this is about…" Leroy frowned at his only daughter.

Rachel opened her mouth to speak but close it hastily again. Her palms were getting sweaty and her heart rate had increased rapidly. She had not yet decided on how she was going to break the news of her pregnancy to her fathers but now it was completely out of her control.

Hiram chuckled humourlessly. "For one you have nothing to say. It's a letter from our insurance company all centred around obstetrics. We know you're pregnant Rachel. How could you be so unbelievably stupid?" his face was hard and unforgiving.

"I'm going to kill Finn!" Leroy said venomously, "He won't be able to ever get someone pregnant again when I'm finished with him!"

The soprano bit her lip so hard she could taste blood. "Finn's not the father…" she replied quietly.

Hiram put the letter down on the table with excessive force. "Well then feel free to enlighten us as to who is!"

"That's not important," she said quietly, eyes fixated on a specific tile on the floor, "He doesn't even live in Ohio anymore…"

Her two fathers looked at their daughter as if they were seeing her in a complete new light. "Oh, so you're just sleeping with anyone now. That's good to know!" Hiram said sarcastically.

Rachel looked at him pleadingly, tears welling in her chocolate brown eyes. "Daddy it's not like that-"

"Just go to school Rachel. We need time to think about all of this," Leroy said harshly.

"But I-"

"Go." Her fathers said simultaneously, their tone final.

She wiped the tears that had begun to stream down her cheeks and grabbed her school bag before heading out the door. Rachel got into the car that had been a present from her fathers for her sixteenth birthday and just let go. All the anguish and worry she was feeling, she just let it out. Sob after sob escaped her as she contemplated the complete turn that had occurred in her life. So much had changed and she didn't know how to deal with it all. Rachel only hoped that she would be able to deal with it all. Her life was changed forever.