I Had My Reasons Ch 9

I apologize for taking too long with this! I have been having issues with my Mac and it just won't load my documents onto my document manager. I finally used my daughter's computer and it worked. LOL! Too many holidays all at once to decorate the house with...Halloween, Thanksgiving and now Christmas has left me exhausted. Anyway, this chapter is mostly fluff. They are in a honeymoon stage at least sexually, but there is a new little hurdle they have to jump. Let's see how the dynamic duo handle being together, but not really together.

Needless to say, there will probably be more errors on this than usually.

I don't own Glee or any of its characters.

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Rachel wakes up slowly, the memory of last night flooding her mind all at once. With her eyes closed she smiles and her body explodes in goosebumps as she thinks back to their activities last night and stirring in the pit of her belly returns. All the sexual frustration from their prolonged abstinence broke loose, resulting in their barely getting any sleep last night; waking up every couple of hours to go at it again. She stretches and reaches out her hand to search for him next to her. Her hand finds... only sheets. Her eyes fly open and she quickly jerks herself upright, her heartbeat accelerating. No, no, no! Did he regret this and go to the other room early this morning? Please don't let this be a one step forward, two steps back situation! She can't go back to the last two weeks, she can't! Is he still planning on moving out? All these thoughts are flooding her mind as she quickly puts on a pair of shorts and tank top, and rushes out of her bedroom. Her steps falter suddenly as she spies his back in front of her. Finn must have taken a shower already, because she finds him at the door of the unfinished baby room, leaning against the door frame with a towel wrapped around his waist. He hasn't heard her yet, so she takes a moment to study his back. He has a beautiful back, with wide shoulders, smooth with the muscles defined with just a few freckles sprinkled here and there. It's the kind of back that beckons to be kissed. She blushes as she sees a few faint scratches running from shoulder blades to mid back. She put those there last light while they were making love.

"Good Morning!" Rachel says tentatively with a smile leaning to get a better view of his profile.

He whips around surprised to find her behind him and smiles. "Morning! I thought I'd let you sleep in, you must be tired."

"I would have if I had company in there," she smiles and points toward her bedroom.

"I couldn't sleep, so I got up to take a shower." He looks back to the unfinished room. Her eyes squint a little trying hard to read his face and is unable to.

"Buyer's remorse?" she asks biting her lip.

"What?" he asks with uncertainty.

"Do you regret last night? You were a little tipsy when we came back here." She looks at him fear written all over her face. Finn can see it too.

After what seemed to be forever, when in reality was only a couple of seconds, Finn shakes his head from side to side, "No...not at all."

Rachel physically relaxes, "Good!" Then looks at where he is looking and says, "Why are you staring at the room?"

"Cause we need to finish it. It only has a crib, dresser, and changing table in here. Needs some sort of theme, don't you think?"

"I was waiting to find out the sex. I really don't like the unisex type of baby room." She goes inside the room and turns around to stand a few feet away. "Well, let's see. Since it's a boy, why don't you pick the theme?"

"Really?" He smiles and Rachel nods in return. She can see he is already thinking about it.

She notices that he has his arms crossed protectively over his chest and walks up to him to take his arms and pull them to uncross, and steps close to put her arms around his back. She hugs him tightly and lays her head on his chest. After a moment's hesitation, he wraps his arms around her and holds her but just not tight enough.

She kisses the skin on his chest and nips lightly, "Too bad you already took a shower! I was just about to go in there and would've loved some company." She tilts her head back to look as him, her phrasing allowing him to turn her down without making him feel bad, but he surprises her by saying, "I could use another shower!" She pulls back surprised and takes off toward the kitchen. "I'll get the plastic bag and tape."

Once she is taped up, she stands up in the bathroom and pushes down on her shorts pulling her shirt over her head and dropping it on the floor. Finn stands there looking at her. His hand reaches out to cup her breast, his large hand barely covering it. He smiles a little and says, "They really have gotten much bigger! He bends over and takes her lips in his and kisses her with so much passion, her knees grow weak. She steps forward to get closer to him, wraps her arms around his body and slides her hands under his towel to grab his butt cheeks and press his hips against her as much as possible with her enlarging belly getting in the way. The towel falls to the floor and he breaks the kiss to take her hand and lead her into the already steamy shower. She waits for him to join her, eyes filled with desire, as he steps in after her and blocks the spray of the water with his back. She attacks his mouth as soon as he is close enough and he kisses her for a few moments then moves his lips to her neck. Rachel gasps and hitches her breath and can now feel his erection against her belly. She takes it in her hand and strokes it for a few moments, while Finn hisses against the skin at her collarbone. His hand goes between her legs and he finds her already slick and ready. He rubs her folds to spread the wetness everywhere and spins her around to press her chest against the shower wall. Rachel has one hand on the wall next to her body to prevent her belly from pressing too much against the wall, as the other hand reaches for his ass behind her. He spreads her legs slightly and bends down just enough to enter her from behind one hand on her hip, the other around the front between her legs. Rachel's mind swells with lust and the sensation of his sliding in and out inside her. She presses her ass against him to increase the friction. "Ah, God, Finn how I love feeling you inside me." She gasps and whispers her cheek pressed against the wall. Finn moves out and thrusts into her hard and he bend to kiss her cheek and lick her earlobe while whispering in her ear, "You want more?" She begs, "Yes, more!" He grabs her hips and pulls he belly slightly away from the wall and slams into her as hard as he can. Rachel's small scream spurs him on as he repeatedly pulls out almost all the way and jams back into her with force. Rachel's hand on his ass squeezes and pinches the skin, and he's turned on even more by the faint hint of pain. She continues to grind her ass against him until the friction inside takes her over the edge and she calls out to him, "Oh God, Finn, I'm there," shakes taking over her body with intensity. He waits for her to finish and she bites her lip and moans as she comes down and he lets loose on her for a few quick thrusts and spills inside her with a loud yes/groan escaping his lips. He pushes her back against her wall and rests his body against hers, his legs shaking slightly from the tension being released. Their breathing is ragged and slowly comes under control. Rachel turns and latches her lips against his and raises her casted leg to wrap it around his legs.

In between breaths she basks in the feel of his body agains hers. She breaks their embrace, and grabs the body wash and washcloth while turning him around to begin washing his back. He points to the Victoria's Secret shower gel she is using and laughs, "You'll make me smell like Kurt!" "No..." she smiles, "You'll smell like me!" She makes slow circular swipes over his back which begin at this shoulders and end up by his buttocks. Finn loves the feel of her hands soaping his body and responds, "Same thing!" She laughs and gets quiet and asks him what she has been longing to ask him since she came back from Lima.

"Finn, have you been with anyone else since we met?" He turns around to look at her and she keeps her eyes at his chest and seems preoccupied like she is counting the few hairs there. "I know I left, so it's ok if you have."

His chest is rapidly rising and falling and after a moment's hesitation he says, "No. I haven't."

She is relieved and looks back at him with a smile, "Was it ever like this with any of the other girls you were with before me?" She asks. He realizes, that being her first and only, she has no other experience to compare.

"Not quite like this. Why?" He says honestly.

"Just wanted to know how special this is for you, because it's really special for me."

He lifts her chin to look at her realizes what she is asking and says, "Rachel, sometimes people can have an intense sexual attraction without an emotional connection, and the sex is great. But afterward you don't crave to see that person outside of a bedroom, you know? Sometimes it's just a drunken thing where it's clumsy and most of the time not good sex at all. Sometimes it's just nice, like cold pizza; it may not be the best, but it's still good. It's special when there is an intense sexual chemistry and an emotional connection, and believe me that is really, really rare."

"Ok," she looks at him and nods. She didn't miss the fact that he really didn't give her an answer as it pertains to her. He is still protecting himself. She then turns to the shower and quickly begins pouring shampoo in her palm, rubs it together and spreads it on her hair. Finn steps up behind her and puts his hands in her hair to spread the shampoo. "You know, this is the first time I have ever washed a girl's hair!"

"You've been my first in so many things, I'm glad I am your first at something," she laughs.

"You're my first in a lot of things, too, Rachel." He says with a soft voice.

She turns and looks at him then. "I love you, Finn," she says and wraps her arms around his neck and buries her face in his neck.

"I...know...at least you think you do." His answer is soft, barely a whisper, and he can't bring himself to return the sentiment. "What do you mean?" she asks him. He turns her to face the wall, and as begins soaping her body, he replies, "It's love the way you think love is."

She turns to face him, "My love for you is unconditional, Finn."

He looks at her, turns her around once more, and explains, "I believe unconditional love only exists between a parent and a child. Unconditional love does not exist in romantic love, or else there wouldn't be so many divorces. Something must happen that kills it, like cheating or whatever." Rachel is stunned, but deep down she knows he's right. The water turns tepid then and they quickly wash and get out of the shower.

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It's been 3 weeks since the wedding and Rachel is in a blissful state. Her sexual needs are met fully and Finn even initiated sex a couple of times. He does get aloof sometimes through and uses the lateness of his arrival from work as an excuse to stay in the other room. She remembers back to the first time he really initiated sex between them.

Finn was working late. On the drive back to the apartment, his mind has been evaluating the past few weeks. It's so easy to fall back into the routine of being with Rachel, but there is something holding him back. Why can't he just give himself to her again? He has some huge trust issues when it comes to her, but she seems to be trying her best to make it up to him. Being with her again is so electric, satisfying, having this sense of belonging and yet he doesn't allow himself to let go. It's like that feeling of going bungeeing. You stand at the edge, wild with anticipation, your feet bound, knowing that you'll be ok, but still afraid that something may happen and you end up just a splat on the ground far below. Tonight was difficult at work. He is doing such a good job, that his boss mentioned there might be an opportunity for a promotion, but it would be with their affiliate station in Chicago. His boss said that the job wasn't open yet, but he believed that it would be coming in the next few months and the big bosses liked that their viewership has increased since Finn started working at the station. They are looking at him to replace the guy leaving. He should be ecstatic at the news, but all he thinks about is that he would not be able to see his baby all the time like he planned on. To be totally honest, he would miss seeing Rachel too. Can he just refuse it though? Would that be a good idea for his career? He makes good money now, but the salary increase would be really obscene...he could easily put money away for the baby's college and stuff. His mind is still reeling when he opens the apartment door. Everything is dark which is understandable considering it's well after midnight. At least he has tomorrow off. He walks into the kitchen, opens the refrigerator to get a beer, the only light coming from inside the appliance. He twists off the cap and brings the bottle to his lips.

"Hello there!" a voice startles him from behind and he almost spews out his beer.

"Rachel! What are you doing in the dark? You scared the shit out of me." He slowly walks toward the light switch and reaches out his hand when she stops him.

"No, don't! I like it in the dark. I'm having a snack." He can vaguely see her moving her hand in the air. "Ice cream, you want some?"

"No, thanks. I'm good." He sits near her in the shadows and they sit, she, eating her ice cream and he, nursing his beer.

"Did something happen?" he asks her curiously. She normally isn't the sit in the dark kind of girl.

"No, nothing really. I just...you know when you get this feeling of doom or you know that something bad is about to happen? I was lying in bed and all of a sudden I got this panicky feeling for no reason. So I decided to drown that feeling in ice cream until it dissipated."

"Did it work?" Finn asks thinking maybe something is going on with the baby. "Are you feeling ok, physically?"

"Oh, yeah, I'm fine. This is not the first time it's happened in my life." She leans toward him conspiratorially and says, "I've never told anyone this, but I'm a little psychic! I'll call my parents tomorrow to make sure they're ok." A few seconds later she continues, "Are you ok? You look kind of down."

"Yeah, I'm fine. It's just been a long day and I am sort of tired." He places his hand at the back of his neck and rubs lightly.

Rachel recognizes that as a sign of stress, not fatigue.

"Here, let me rub it for you." She gets up and goes to stand behind his chair and puts her hands on his neck and lightly massages his neck and shoulders. He closes his eyes and rests his head back against her growing belly. He reaches his arms up to take her shoulders and bends her over him and bring her face close enough to kiss.

"I wanna be with you," he whispers against her lips and begins kissing her quickly plunging his tongue between her open lips. He tastes a combination of mint and chocolate and her tongue is slightly cool which turns him on more than he expected. He uses his hands to bring her around and has her sit sideways on his lap. The kiss is slow and sensual, very different that their usual urgent kisses. This melancholy mood has Rachel slightly worried, but soon she gets swept in the feeling of the moment and she pushes it to the back of her mind. His hand is slowly moving over her baby bump and goes up to up her breast, his thumb running lightly over the nipple. He takes his hand and places it under her knees and the other arm at the small of the back and stands up, carrying her toward the bedroom. Instead of going into her bedroom, he takes her into his. He gently settles her on his bed and stands next to the bed to begin undressing. He takes off his tie, and begins unbuttoning his shirt almost absent mindlessly, his eyes locked on hers. Rachel notices the playfulness of his usual demeanor is gone and it begins puzzling her. When he's finished undressing, he sits on the bed on his knees, and begins taking off her pajama shorts and pulls her forward to a sitting position to remove her top. She raises her arms above her head and he removes the shirt slowly, as if unwrapping a present when you don't want to rip the paper. She lays back on the bed and lifts her hips when his hands slide to the straps at her sides to help him remove her panties. She notices that his hands are trembling slightly and she sits up to grab his face and gives him a full kiss on his lips.

"Is everything ok?" she asks him. He looks at her for a long time, like he is contemplating something and smiles and nods.

"Everything is good!" He leans back, straightens his legs out in front of him and reaches for her waist to bring her to straddle him. She is straddling him, but he doesn't lay down; he stays sitting up and begins kissing her mouth and then her neck slowly licking and biting lightly until her heart is about to explode from the tenderness of his actions. She wraps her arms around his head and buries her face in his hair. She moves her mouth over to his right ear, and begins to lightly bite and lick his earlobe. She can feel his hardness, but he's not in any hurry to enter her. The room fills with sounds of smacking lips and breathy sighs as he continues exploring her body with his hands, almost like he is truly trying to memorize every inch of her. Something about his concentration makes her eyes misty. Soon after her hands have touched every inch accessible to her and she can't wait any longer, she uses her hand to guide him inside her and they begin moving slowly eyes locked on to each others. He uses his hands on her hips to move her against him and soon they are both breathing hard and climax together. Afterward as she lays with her head on his chest as he sleeps, listening to his even, shallow breathing, she marvels that this is like they were when they were together before the pregnancy. But something about the melancholy of his demeanor bothers her, too. She can't put her finger on the reason why just yet, though.

It's Saturday and they are sitting on the couch, he's in his sweatpants and she in her short shorts and tank top. Rachel is on the laptop researching themes for the baby's room. Finn has not been successful in deciding the these of the baby's room. He wants Rachel to give him three choices she can live with and he will make the final decision. She thinks she has narrowed it down to these: modes of transportation (cars, trucks, trains, planes), sports, dinosaurs, or baby zoo animals which are super, super cute. Lost in thought, she hears Finn call to her, "Hey, Rachel?" She looks up in response.

"My mom is making a big lunch as a 'welcome back from the honeymoon' for Kurt and Blaine and she asked if you wanted to come." She finds him looking at her holding his phone in his hands.

With uncertainty, Rachel responds, "I shouldn't intrude on your family time. You go ahead, I'll be fine here."

"Rachel, you will be a part of the family regardless whether we end up together or not. You may as well begin now. You are having my kid and you will always be invited to family events, so don't feel like you don't belong there."

Rachel looks at him, and for a split second has a vision of Finn at a party at his mom's with another woman and the children he has with her and her heart sinks. "Finn, I promised you I won't lie to you ever again, so I'll be honest. If we go our separate ways, I won't be attending your family events. You will be able to take your son wherever you want, but I won't be there. I know that I'm capable of and what I'm NOT capable of, and I won't be able to see you with your wife and children and pretend I'm ok with it. So I won't be there."

Rachel's vision bring a vision to Finn's mind with the reverse situation; Rachel being with another man having he babies, and it makes his heart hurt. "Look, we are not there yet, so you can come. Besides, with you there, Kurt won't mess with me that much. Plus, he'll want to talk about his magical wedding night/honeymoon with someone, and I know I don't want it to be me!" He ends with a snicker.

"Do you want me to come?" Rachel watches as he genuinely considers his answer.

"Yes."

"Ok, then, I'll go! Should I dress casually?" she asks with her head tilted.

He nods and begins slowly, "But look, the past three weeks, I don't..." Rachel interrupts him.

"I know. You don't have to say it." Rachel pats his knee with understanding.

"What do you know?" Finn wants clarity.

"I know we are not together. I know that what we have here is a 'booty call' sort of thing for both of us." She sits up straight to assure him that she is ok with that.

"I'm not sure if it's at booty call level, but, yes, we are not together and it would be better not to mislead my family by talking about us having sex."

Rachel purses her lips, "Fair enough." She looks back at him in alarm. "You are not changing your mind about all this are you?"

He laughs, "No, I will be your beck and call boy anytime you want. I'll be your sex slave. When you want it, come and get it."

Rachel, looking relieved, asks, "Ok, what time do we have to be there?"

He glances at the phone's screen. "We have to leave in about an hour and a half."

She turns and puts her laptop on the coffee table. "Well in that case, since you've been such a good boy recently, I think you deserve a prize." She takes his phone from his hand and places it on the coffee table. She turns back to him and runs her hand over the crotch of his sweatpants while biting her lip and looking at him through her lashes. Leaning forward she puts her mouth on the fabric and breathes out a hot burst of air on his crotch, instantly feeling him harden.

He hisses and exclaims, "Mmm, where did you learn that?" His hand buries itself in her hair while she is pulling his sweats down his hips, anticipation dripping from his eyes.

Rachel shrugs quickly and looks up to him, "videos. Lots and lots of videos." She takes him in her hand and slowly rubs her hand up and down, marveling as how hard it already is. She uses her other hand to reach behind his neck pulling him forward to kiss him deeply, her tongue in his mouth almost instantly. He bites her bottom lip and whispers jokingly, "Be careful, you might break it, and then where will you be?"

"I'll be very, very careful." She slowly lowers her head and puts a kiss on the tip of his erection, then swipes her tongue in a swirl over the tip. Finn grabs her hair and smooths it on his body so that it's partially fanned out on his chest. He half sighs/half moans and lays back his head on the cushion, his eyes closed and tongue peeking out licking his lower lip. She starts working him going low and sucking all the way back up to the tip. At times she slows down to a painfully slow pace, and Finn knows she is teasing him. "Don't tease," he croaks out when she buries him deep in her throat. She sucks him to the tip and after smacking her lips together, she looks at him, "Or what?" she dares him.

Finn's need is at a breaking point now, and his raunchy side becomes unleashed, "Or I'll hold your head in place and shove it in your mouth hard over and over again." His eyes and the tone of his voice make Rachel dripping wet with anticipation. She dares him by continuing to tease him slowly and backing off when his hips buck up. She looks up at him from that position, his erection only about two inches in her open mouth and he loses it. He puts his hands in her hair and spreads his fingers to hold her head steady and begins bucking into it. Rachel takes it and closes her mouth over it and occasionally directs it into the inside of her cheek. He is about to explode she knows it and she lets him push her deep down where his erection is completely buried hitting the back of her throat, and begins massaging it with the back of her tongue. "Oh, fuck!" he exclaims as he comes almost immediately and she relishes the taste of him as he slowly comes down from the high. She takes him out of her mouth, and takes his hand from her head and moves to place it in her shorts and touch her dripping opening, and whispers playfully, "That wasn't much of a punishment."

He takes a sharp intake of breath and he swiftly lifts her and changes their positions. He is on his knees in front of the couch and pulling her shorts off. She releases her breath and moves to put her legs over his shoulders as she usually does, and he shakes his head, from side to side, "No." He spreads her legs apart as far as they will go and holds them apart with his hands. She buries her hands in his hair and leans her head back against the back cushions looking down at him.

"About that punishment..." he says responding to her last comment. He already sees Rachel juices slowly flowing and knows she wants it badly; he is going to pay her back in the most delicious revenge she has ever experienced.

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They are in his car driving 60 minutes later. Finn's eyes are on the road his lips quirked in a smirk he can't keep from his face. Rachel on the other hand, sits in the seat next to him, her eyes still wide, hands crossed over her chest, wearing a dress, her legs slightly parted. She glances his way seemingly angry and turns in her seat to face him.

With a low voice she says, "Would you wipe that smirk off your face? I can't believe you did that!" She looks at him more awed than angry, her voice just above a whisper. "You're supposed to stop after the girl climaxes, Finn. You went on and on forever. Now I can't even wear panties! I'm going to your mother's...pantyless." Although it is very tender down there, Rachel decides to embellish a little bit and act angrier than she really is. Yep, she is going there...she will make him feel guilty over this.

"You were coming over and over again, so I figured why stop?" He can barely maintain the innocent look he is displaying. He knows between his tongue and the friction from his stubble, she would be really tender. "I mean, you've been so horny lately, I thought I'd service you. Plus...you insulted my punishment techniques."

"Well, don't expect any tonight. The little man in the boat is definitely tuckered out." She sits back in her seat and faces forward, recrossing her arms across her chest.

"Ok, got it!" she says with a wide grin.

Taking another peek at him she still sees that shitty grin on his face. Ugh! Although she is tender, the memory of his relentless attentions to her lady bits are making her wet again. Damn it, Rachel! Stop thinking about it...you are not wearing any underwear, for pete's sake!

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They have just pulled into the Hudson-Hummel's driveway and Finn still is inwardly gloating at his earlier tactics. Making fun of his punishment, huh? It serves her right! He walks around to open the door for Rachel and just as he is about to reach, she opens the door and pushes it with her foot so hard, the edge of the door slams against his crotch!

"Ow! What did you do that for? I was just about to open the door for you!" He clutches at his man area while biting his lips in pain.

Rachel purses her lips haughtily, "That's MY form of punishment."

Finn straightens up and looks at her, his lips twitching playfully. "Oh, so that's how it's gonna to be, huh? Ok, then, challenge accepted!"

"What?" Rachel turns and looks fearfully at him. "What does that mean?"

He turns with a final rubbing of his zipper area to aid the subsiding of pain and then motioning with his hand for her to go ahead of him toward the front door. "It means it's on!"

She stops suddenly and looks at him about to apologize and end this whatever it is that has escalated, and decides against it. It might be fun, so she just asks, "Do I look ok? Can you tell I don't have any underwear on?" He takes in her above the knee loose dark brown skirt and form fitting beige sweater, which is beautifully stretched across her breasts by the way, licks his lips and says, "You look delicious! And no, you can't tell but...I know!" He playfully bites his lower lip.

She rolls her eyes indignantly and when she turns around out of his sight, she smiles and begins walking toward the front door swishing her hips so the skirt fans beautifully.

After using his key to enter the door, they are quickly greeted by Carole and Kurt. After the usual hugs and kiss on Finn's cheek, Carole turns to Rachel. "I'm so glad to see you here Rachel. I want you to feel comfortable to come here any time. Even without Finn."

"Thank you."

"Ok, Rachel come with me in the kitchen and boys..." she quickly glances at Finn and Kurt, "we'll see you in the family room in a few minutes...we'll bring appetizers."

Finn's eyes sparkle and his smile widens at the prospect of eating...he just realized he hasn't eaten anything today and neither has Rachel. How could he forget to feed her?

In the kitchen Carole begins setting the appetizers on a tray and enlists Rachel to get two beers out of the fridge. She chats as she is loading the tray. "These are Finn's favorite appetizers," pointing the loaded potato skins, and chicken wings. "I make them a special way and made one without bacon for you, so I have printed out the recipes and I'm making a small binder for you with all his favorite meals. You know, a way to a man's heart is through his stomach!"

"Well, we are not at that point of domesticity...we are more like roommates right now." Rachel replies sadly.

Carole turns to look at her with a hand on her hip. "Rachel, I usually don't like being blunt, but Finn's face has always been an open book. I knew the day he lost his virginity, even though he didn't tell me. He had this cat-that-swallowed-the-canary grin on his face, and he had the same grin on his face when he walked through that door, so things are coming along, right?" Carole looks at her expectantly.

"Well, no, not really. Yes, there were some...physical activities...I can't believe I am actually talking to you about this...but...but, it means nothing to him...we are not back together."

"We'll see. It's progress!"

"I wanted to ask you something, and please, don't feel you have to do it out of obligation. I am having my next ob appointment next week on Wednesday morning, so I'd like to know if you would like to come with me and Finn to meet my doctor. My dads are coming to town on Wednesday afternoon to spend Thanksgiving with me, so they won't be here for it and I thought maybe you would like to go?" she looks tentatively at Carole.

Carole ceases her movements and turns to look at Rachel her eyes just a little misty. "I would really, really love that!" She returns her attention to the tray and suddenly stops again. "I have a great idea! Why don't you and your dads come here for Thanksgiving? It would be just the five of us and we always have more than enough food. It's the perfect opportunity for all of us to get to know each other."

"I'll ask my dads and let you know. Thank you for the invitation!" Rachel is worried. She still has not explained to her dads that Finn is not the deadbeat she made him out to be. She's going to have to talk to them when they come in on Wednesday and tell the truth so they aren't going to be angry at Finn.

"Now let's go take these to him...he looks like he could eat the coffee table!" Carole picks up the tray, and Rachel follows with the two bottles of beer.

The dinner proceeds uneventfully, except for two things. First, it was the dirty looks that Finn gave Rachel over having a few sips of red wine from Kurt's glass. The doctor told her that a few sips here and there won't make a bit of difference. Second, it was about the baby room theme. Rachel announced to all of them that Finn would pick, and began listing the options that she promised him.

"So, I narrowed it down to four choices and Finn gets to pick. They are, trains, cars, boats and such, then sports, then baby zoo animals, and...wait for it...DINOSAURS!" She looks expectantly at Finn and his family.

"I nix sports right off the bat..right off the bat...sports...see what I did there?" Finn says laughingly amid everyone rolling their eyes and saying yes. "I don't want to do that since that's what I do for a living. We'll wait until he is old enough to ask for that, ok?"

"Dinosaurs then? You know when I was little I wanted a dinosaur themed room, but my dad's wouldn't let me; thought it was too boyish. How about dinosaurs?"

"I don't think so." Finn dismisses that idea also.

"Why not?" Rachel responds indignantly.

"Don't you think it would be scary for an infant? I mean I know I liked dinosaurs when I was a kid..."

"Still do!" Kurt coughs into his fist interrupting Finn.

"...when I was a KID, but I think if we do that he needs to be older, like 4 or something. They have like scary fangs, and roars and such."

"Fine, so you pick between modes of transportation, or baby zoo animals." Rachel crosses her arms and waits. Finn thinks for a few moments.

"I like the baby zoo animals. What do you think?" Finn looks at Rachel and around to his family. They are all nodding their approval.

Carole pipes up, "And when you guys have another baby, the baby zoo animals could be for a girl too! I would really love to have a cute little granddaughter!" The dining room fell deathly quiet, with everyone staring at Carole.

"What? It could happen, you never know!" She dismisses them all with a wave of her hand. Rachel wanted to reach over and kiss her right there, this minute, while Finn kept staring incredulously at his mom.

After dinner, Kurt excitedly asks, "Rachel, before you become this mega Broadway star, can we sing together so I can say 'I used to sing with her when she was a nobody?'"

Rachel looks at his excited face and agrees immediately, "Absolutely! I'll even sing with you after I become a mega star, as long as you promise to sing with me even if my musical flops." She sticks out her pinky for him to take. Kurt reaches over right away with his pinky and locks it with her.

Looking at them Finn comments, "What are you guys in kindergarten?" He is getting a little P.O.'d that they all seem to like her more than him.

Everyone gathers in the large family room with the small area that Kurt has over the years turned into a stage corner with his karaoke machine and microphone set up. Blaine rushes to add a second microphone and hands it to Rachel. Kurt chooses the song and turns to make the dedication, "I dedicate this song to my husband, (and he snickers at that) Blaine. You will always be my number one friend."

The music begins and it is Mariah Carey's Anytime You Need A Friend. Kurt and Rachel get into this swaying dance where they are in unison and have these unbelievably glorious smiles on their faces. Finn and the others sit back and wait expectantly. Kurt is a really good singer and obviously so is Rachel.

Kurt:

If you're lonely

And need a friend

And troubles seem like

They never end

Just remember

To keep the faith

And love with be there

To light the way

Both:

Anytime you need a friend

I will be here

You'll never be alone again

So don't you fear

Even if you're miles away

I'm by your side

So don't you ever be lonely

Love will make it alright

As they continue the song, Kurt is focusing on Blaine, but Rachel is focusing on Finn. Finn looks at her with a half smile on his face the feeling of doom over his possible move to Chicago weighing on his shoulders. Rachel then looks away and begins looking at Kurt as the do the next part of the chorus. He nods to her to do the final verse before the final chorus. She turns and sings to Finn.

Rachel:

If you just believe in me

I will love you endlessly

Take my hand

Take me into you heart

I'll be there forever baby

I won't let go

I'll never let go

Finn looks uncomfortably around the room to see everyone is looking at him. He then looks down at his shoes for the remainder of the song.

Both:

Anytime you need a friend

I will be here

You'll never be alone again

So don't you fear

Even if you're miles away

I'm by your side

So don't you ever be lonely

Love will make it alright

They stayed there for a few more songs sung mostly by Kurt and Blaine, and after the 4th sappy love song, Finn was ready to leave.

They said goodnight to everyone and Finn walked ahead of Rachel to hold the door open for her. She settled into the seat and he walked around to the driver's side to get in.

As they are driving home, he turns to ask her, "What time do you want me to get you for your appointment tomorrow?"

She looks puzzled, "My ob appointment is for Wednesday morning. And, by the way, I asked your mom to meet us there."

"That's good, I'm glad you did! She would love to be involved, but I'm talking about your orthopedic appointment to get your cast off. It's tomorrow; did you forget?" By the look of surprise on her face, he knows she had.

Rachel's was thinking about this last week. She can't, absolutely cannot, have Finn take her. Do you know what her leg would look like when they took the cast off almost 5 weeks later? It will look like the leg of a gorilla. Nope, no way!

"You don't need to take me. I'll have someone from work take me." She looks at him smiling.

"Why don't you want me to take you?" he asks suspiciously. "The last time you didn't want me around, you left town for three months."

"God, Finn! It's nothing like that. I just don't want you to be there, ok?" Rachel turns in her seat to face him. "I have my reasons, ok?"

"What reasons?" He asks getting angrier by the minute.

"My reasons are none of your business." She raises her voice. "Thank you, but I'll have someone else take me." Finn pulls into the nearest parking lot, turns the engine off and turns to face her.

"What is going on Rachel. Did they call you about your leg and you are going to have some deformity or something, is that why you don't want me to see it?" Finn is looking half concerned and half angry now.

"Of course not, Finn. It was just a broken ankle!"

"Then tell me why I can't go." Finn keeps on, "Tell me!"

Rachel turns to look out of the car window and whispers, "My leg will be all hairy when the cast comes off. I don't want you to see it." The silence is deafening in the car, and when Rachel turns back to look at Finn, he has his hand clasped over his mouth shaking with with silent laughter.

"See? This is why I didn't want to tell you. If you are like this now, how will you react tomorrow?"

"I'm sorry, that's the silliest and, weirdly, the cutest thing I have ever heard!" Finn can barely keep a straight face.

Rachel gets a little smile and admits, "I know to you it may seem silly, but girls like to make their men believe in the illusion of girls being completely hairless, ok?"

"Well, you can tell those girls, that we're not fooled. We guys know that you girls have hair on your legs, armpits, upper lip and...other places even if you do wax them." Finn's thinks for a moment and says. "How about this? I will take you to your appointment, and stay outside of the room where they take the cast off. You can wear a skirt and bring some of your infamous leg warmers and slip them on before you come out. I won't be able to see a thing. Although a little hair on your legs is not going to bother me, you know."

"Believe me, after five weeks, it won't be just a little hair. It will be...gorilla competitive hair."

"Yikes, maybe it is better that I don't see it!" he says teasingly, and pops her lightly on the shoulder. "Ok, since this is your last night with the cast, let's go home and celebrate! I'll stop for ice cream!"

As he begins to drive again, Rachel's only thought is that this is the first time since he has moved in that he referred to the apartment as "home." Every other time it has been the apartment, your place, or something like that. Maybe she is reading too much into this, but maybe it's a start. At least subconsciously he is starting to feel at home.

She unfastens her seatbelt and leans over to him and places a kiss on his cheek and sits back down to refasten her belt.

"What was that for?" he asks with a puzzled look.

"For being a good guy."

He smiles to himself and glances at her every so often as he drives. Could she get any damn cuter? She is going to be the death of him one day.

F+R/F+R/

They are sitting on the couch finishing their small tubs of Ben and Jerry's ice cream and both are looking pretty pleased with themselves.

"I'm going to say it. I could probably finish another one of these," says Rachel. "It's like crack!"

"I know, me too, and I have no excuse...I'm not pregnant." He stretches out on the couch and puts his head on her lap. "I think I am going to take a nap, right here next to my son. God, it feels weird to say that!"

Rachel's right hand goes immediately into his hair and and she looks at his face with his eyes closed. After a few minutes, he opens his eyes briefly and asks, "What are you thinking about looking at me like that? I can feel your staring even with my eyes closed." His voice has a teasing quality.

"I am thinking that you are probably the most beautiful man I have ever seen!" She runs her right index finger down his nose and touches his little freckles.

"Stop! You'll make me blush! Plus, a man wants to be described as hot, sexy, gorgeous, handsome, studly, but definitely not beautiful!"

"Well, you are all those things," she leans forward and kisses his lips. At first it is just a sweet kiss, but then her tongue swipes between his lips, and swipes against his tongue. He reaches up and touches the back of her neck, raises himself and moves his hands to her upper arms. He turns her and lays down on his back on the couch and brings her to lay on top of him as best as she can with the bulging belly between them. Her kissing becomes more urgent and he tries to slow her down.

"I thought the man in the boat was all tuckered out," he playfully moves her hair to pin it behind her ear.

"Amazingly enough, he has made a full recovery!" Soon his shirt is hanging open as is the zipper on his jeans. She has him straddled and alternating between moving slowly and quickly against him. When they are both spent, she slides down so that her belly is nestled between his legs and her head rests on his stomach. He absentmindedly fans her hair against his chest reveling in the feel of her hair moving against his skin. He has to be careful...she is sucking him back in! He will just think about those months that she was gone. That always brings him back to reality!

A/N Just felt like including one of my favorite lines on Rachel's from season 1 , the psychic bit. I hope raunchy Finn didn't offend any of you. Up next, Thanksgiving!