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Finn woke up to another day as Justin Scott. He looked out the window to see a light snow had begun to fall. He ran his hand through his hair as he thought back to Lima. He didn't let himself do it often, and Rachel was never around when it happened but he would think of his mom and a tear would always fall. He wasn't a mama's boy, but for sixteen years it was just them. He thought of what they would be doing this week. She'd be telling him about the turkey she was going to make that would afford him sandwiches for days. Puck would be talking about coming over after dinner and watching the football games. Rachel would make her way over after dinner with her dads as Puck and Finn would try and explain the game to her. None of that would happen this thanksgiving. He never put much stock in traditions but his mom's turkey? It was hard to part with, but then again so was Rachel and he was beyond thankful that she was his fiancée even if they would never make it down the aisle. Truth be told, it's why he agreed to this plan. Finn wanted to marry Rachel…not Janet or Kristy. Finn Hudson wanted to marry Rachel Berry in front of family and friends in Lima, Ohio and then go off to New York City where they would both realize their dreams.

He came downstairs to the kitchen and grabbed a cup of coffee. "Morning."

Rachel smiled as she set down his breakfast, "Morning baby!" Finn half smiled and sat down to another vegan breakfast. He sighed as Rachel began talking about Thursday and what she was going to make for dinner. "So I found the most amazing tofu turkey recipe it's just like the real thing!"

Finn slammed his juice glass down, "WHY DOES IT ALWAYS HAVE TO BE WHAT YOU WANT?" Rachel stood with her mouth open and eyebrows arched in surprise as he continued. "Is it too much that I get to have an ACTUAL turkey on Thanksgiving? That I can at least have a little bit of home here? Night after night I eat the vegan stuff, yeah it's not that bad…but I gotta tell you babe not always so good!" He ran his hand through his hair in frustration, "I just want a turkey, stuffing, green bean casserole, mashed potatoes, and you know what else I want? I want rolls. I want dinner rolls with butter REAL butter. I want to be able to watch the football game with people I don't have to explain the rules to. IS ANY OF THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK FOR?" He walked out of the kitchen as Rachel still stood in shock. She ran after him and smacked right into his chest as he began apologizing, "I am so sorry baby, it's just that it's Thanksgiving and it was…"

He was cut off with her lips touching his, as she pulled back he was more confused than ever. She lowered her head, "I know you miss home, and I know you don't say it but I know you do. You've made countless days amazing memories for me while we've been hiding and you deserve a day!" He watched as she marched back into the kitchen picking his laptop up on the way to the table. "Do you know how to make any of that stuff your mom made?"

He walked in slowly with the look of confusion still on his face, "Wait, you're going to eat an actual turkey?"

She put her hand over his, "I love you, but no I'm not giving up my beliefs. I'm going to roast you a turkey!"

Finn laughed, "A whole turkey just for me, don't you think a lot of it will go to waste?" She arched her eyebrow as he waved his hand, "forget I said that, I want my turkey."

Thursday morning, Rachel was in the kitchen with the recipes splayed out in front of her. She could hear the football game being turned on and smiled as she thought of how happy she was making him. He came in to see she was wearing a jersey that matched his, she had her apron on and her hair was in the most adorable braids. She didn't look up as she continued to read the recipe "Baby, can you please turn the TV down, I can hear it all the way in here."

Finn leaned on the counter, "Well that's the point, what can I help you with?"

She turned around in confusion, "Aren't you watching the game? Isn't that your tradition?"

He nodded thoughtfully, "I've been thinking, we should start new traditions. BUT I still want my turkey!" she laughed as he continued; "I thought it would be fun to make the dinner together and listen to the game."

Rachel held out a dish, "Do you want to try making the green bean casserole?" An hour later she was ready to put the turkey in, "Okay baby, does this look like moms?"

Finn looked over, "It's not cooked, and I'm usually not here for this part, but so far so good!"

She turned around and leaned against the counter, "Let's talk about them, we never do. If we were home what would be happening?"

Finn leaned on the opposite side, "Well we'd all be home from college, and we probably would have had a late night out with everyone last night. Kurt and mom would be in the kitchen with you talking about your beautiful ring and how she knew you'd always end up in the family. Burt and I would be watching football, then Puck and probably Sam would come over, then you my dear would sit in the recliner with me as you ask questions as to who the players are and why is he called a tight end?"

Rachel laughed, "It just doesn't make sense, and YOU should definitely be called the tight end instead of the quarterback!" She got quiet again, "Where do you think everyone got accepted?"

Finn shook his head, "No, this isn't good. It's a happy day, it's TURKEY day! We'll talk about them another time; it's only going to make us sad." They'd been in the kitchen all day listening to the game, Rachel laughed when she could see Finn craning his head to see out the doorway to glance as a touchdown was scored. He set the table as the bell dinged signaling the bird was done. Rachel smiled sweetly, "Baby, would you get the turkey out?" Finn had to admit he was quite impressed, it did look like his moms, hope it tasted like hers too. Finn started putting food on the table and was surprised when Rachel put the food on her plate and went to the living room.

He stood in the doorway, "What are you doing?"

She pushed the coffee table away from the couch a bit and sat on the floor, "New traditions, we're going to watch the game while we eat. You've been listening to it all day."

Finn grabbed his plate and his rolls with the REAL butter and sat beside her. "Do you have any idea how much I love you and our new traditions?"

Rachel and Finn watched the snow fall, in a few short weeks it would be Christmas/Chanukah. Rachel reached for the remote and began changing the channels, "So what do you want for Christmas?" She looked over as Finn's grin changed to a look of panic. She turned her attention back to the TV as the newscaster continued to speak, "Knoxville, Tennessee isn't a small town, but this place," it showed a large subdivision, "is where everyone is known. The murder happened last night, two gay fathers and their three children…" Rachel stopped hearing the TV as she repeated, "three children?" the newscaster continued, "As with the previous crimes there is a message, 'get ready for 8 crazy nights'."

Finn shook his head, "like the Adam Sandler movie?"

Rachel rolled her eyes and stood up, she began to pace, "No, as in Chanukah, he's going to kill me during Chanukah."

Finn stood up and hugged her, "We're ready babe, we've prepared for every possible scenario."

Rachel looked up at him, "I know, but what do we do in the meantime?"

Finn looked up at the ceiling as he hugged her tight then let his chin rest on the top of her head, "What we've been doing, we just have to live our lives. We'll still go shopping tomorrow—eleven shopping days left you know!" They went to bed with heavy minds, knowing the showdown was inevitable and soon.

They were at the mall and Finn was window shopping for a new flat screen TV. Rachel leaned her head on his shoulder, "You are such a boy, and is that what you want for Christmas?"

He thought a moment, "You know...I don't know what I want for Christmas, I already have what I asked Santa for last year."

Rachel smiled knowing the answer, "and what was that?"

He tapped the end of her nose, "you"

She nodded, "so weird, I asked him for that the last two years in a row, I'm glad he finally got the letter."

He laughed as she started walking away, "Where are you going?"

She looked back, "Hot chocolate, I'll grab you one too." Finn watched as her blonde curls bounced underneath her black hat. She was walking back when she passed a restaurant. She saw a little girl with her two fathers and smiled, it reminded her so much of her family, then she looked in the corner. There he was the man with the blonde hair giving the little girl the same sinister smile she'd seen months before. She dropped the cups in the trash and quickly walked back to Finn. She grabbed his hand digging her nails into his palm.

He didn't look at her, "What's wrong?"

Rachel kept looking straight at the TV's, "They are in that restaurant, they are going to kill a family tonight, and I can tell it's a little girl and her two dads. This has to end tonight."

Finn swallowed hard, "Once you go in there, we have to follow this through, are you sure?" He could see her reflection nodding as he put the phone to his ear dialing King, "Hey Mom, we're not going to make it home for Christmas." King responded on the other end, "Where are you?" Finn told him where they were in the mall as King told him what they were to do once Rachel made herself known. He squeezed Rachel's hand, "Okay, you're on…be careful baby."

She walked into the restaurant tossing off her hat and spoke with the hostess. She turned around and made eye contact with the man then acted horrified and scared as she ran out of the restaurant. The group quickly got up throwing money down and walked out quickly chasing Rachel. She could hear her heartbeat as she heard them behind her; at least they were away from the little girl and her fathers. She felt a grip on her jacket and could see Finn's eyes widen. She shimmied out of the jacket and began sprinting towards Finn as he held out his hand to guide her outside. The men also were trying to run but customers were blocking their way. Finn and Rachel made their way outside into the black car that was waiting for them, Finn taking the wheel. Within minutes a black SUV was on their tail. Finn held Rachel's hand as he took the turn, "Are you ready?" Rachel couldn't speak, they could die tonight, or this could finally be over and they could go home. "RACHEL, ARE YOU READY? BABY I NEED TO KNOW YOU CAN DO THIS!"

Rachel nodded and squeezed his hand, "I'm ready, I can do this." The SUV sideswiped the car as it left the road and tumbled down into the woods.

Dietrich got out of the car, "Ohhhh no, this happened LAST time and the little bitch wasn't dead. We're going down there to make sure this is over." The three killers made their way down to the woods as the car blew up in front of them. Dietrich smiled, "No witnesses." FREEZE! FBI! DOWN ON THE GROUND! Dietrich laughed as they handcuffed him, "What exactly are you arresting us for? We were concerned when this car went off the road."

King jerked Dietrich up off his knees, "You are being arrested for the murder of Hiram and Leroy Berry not to mention Rachel Berry and Finn Hudson. You're going back to stand trial in Lima, Ohio."

Dietrich continued to laugh, "You have nothing, and you have no proof, no witnesses." King shook his head as he watched Reynolds holding Rachel's hat...she was near tears. "There's evidence that's enough." Dietrich smiled as King walked over to Reynolds and embraced her as she broke down, "We were supposed to protect them."

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