A/N: Merry Belated Christmas/Happy Hanukkah or whatever else you may celebrate this lovely holiday season!

I'm so sorry for not updating very often. I have extreme bouts of writer's block. Like seriously bad.

Anyway, consider this a belated holiday gift

The chapter's sort of random, but the main point is the end, and I couldn't just write the end without events leading up to it.

Anyway, I'm considering posting my tumblr so you all can follow me, though I don't know if I'll post much about the story at all.

I'm shutting up now, so happy reading!

It seemed that Rachel and Finn's happiness grew just as much as their beautiful daughter was growing within Rachel's womb.

Rachel was now going on eight months pregnant, and they still hadn't decided on a name for their little girl.

"Finn, what do you think of Elphaba?" Rachel said, rocking in the rocking chair that now sat in their nursery, as she folded pink and purple onesies.

"Elphaba." Finn stated, giving her the "you can't name our daughter that" look.

"Okay, fine," she laughed, "You know Wicked is a fantastic musical though."

"If the next words out of your mouth are Galinda, that's also a no, baby," he laughed.

"Oh, Finn," she sighed, "Why is it so hard to name our daughter? I mean, I know she has to have the perfect name, but it should have come to us by now!"

"It's times like this that I wish my mom was here to help us, Rachel," Finn sighed, hiding his face from her so she wouldn't see the sadness.

It had been almost a year since Finn had lost his mother, and her birthday was the following month as well. It was a hard time for Finn.

"I'm know, baby," Rachel said, standing up to wrap her arms around him and kiss him softly.

At about that time, a light bulb went off in her head.

She looked at Finn, grinning.

He was confused, until the light bulb went off in his head too.

"Caroline," they both said in unison.

"Caroline Barbra Hudson," Rachel said.

"You're giving her my last name?" Finn asked.

"Of course, I mean… we can hyphenate it if you want, but I figured that… we would all have the same last name eventually…" she trailed off.

Finn smiled, taking Rachel's hands.

"Rachel Barbra Hudson," he stated.

She nodded, standing on her tip toes and kissing him.

"I love you," she said, placing his hand on her stomach, "Caroline is kicking."

Finn's face lit up as he felt the movement of his baby within Rachel's swollen stomach.

"I love you too," he replied, "And I love you too, Caroline Barbra Hudson."

Rachel looked at him adoringly as he placed a gentle kiss on her belly.

The nursery was pink. As pink as any room could possibly be. The carpet was white with a large pink rug, the crib was white with pink bedding and pink stuffed animals. The mobile was pink. The walls were white with pink polka dots, and all of the pinkness screamed that they were having a baby girl.

Rachel stood in the middle of the finally finished room and squealed giddily.

"Caroline, you are going to love this room. We'll make it less pink if you decide that your favorite color is purple when you get older, but right now, it's so perfectly girly I could just cry!" Rachel said, twirling around the room with her hand on her stomach.

Finn leaned against the doorway, smiling at Rachel's excitement.

Rachel finally turned and faced him.

"I love this room, Finn," she sighed.

"Well, if you want to, I'll throw a bed in right by the crib and you can stay in here with Caroline," he laughed.

She slapped his chest playfully and leaned on her tiptoes to kiss him.

"We can't taint this room," she mused.

"Rach, you do know that we used to use this room for all sorts of things, right?" he laughed.

"Shhh, don't tell Caroline we used that wall and that table and that chair for things like that!" she said, placing her hands on her stomach as if to cover their daughter's ears.

Finn only laughed harder, watching as Rachel gave him a glare.

"I'm sorry, it's not funny," he said, becoming serious again, "I'll never tell her as long as you don't."

"Good," Rachel said, bending down to pick a piece of plastic off of the carpet, as Finn watched her and his mind began to drift to inappropriate places.

Rachel stood back up and saw the look in his eyes.

"Someone's been staring at my ass," she said, raising an eyebrow.

"No, of course not," he said, looking at his feet and clearing his throat.

She laughed and grabbed his face, pulling it closer to her and kissing him softly.

"To the bedroom?" she smirked.

He took her hand and they ran into their bedroom.

Rachel rolled over onto her side, staring at Finn as he slept.

Today was July 17th. It would have been his mother's birthday.

Rachel was now nearly nine months pregnant, and their baby was due in the next two weeks. She was nervous, but excited too.

She knew today was going to be a rough one for Finn. He'd always spent his mother's birthday with her, and now he couldn't do that. In just a few weeks, it would also be the one year anniversary of her death.

It was around this time last year that Rachel had come back into his life. She remembered every detail and every pain that she had seen him experience, but she knew if it hadn't happened, she wouldn't be sleeping naked in his bed right now next to him, expecting his baby.

Rachel grabbed her robe off of the door and walked into the kitchen, letting Finn rest a while longer.

Finn awoke to the smell of bacon frying. Rachel knew what today was, and she had let him sleep.

He glanced at the clock on the nightstand.

12:27pm.

He had slept longer than he'd wanted to, but on this day, he knew he'd needed the extra sleep.

"Hey, baby," he said, coming up behind her and wrapping his arms around her swollen stomach.

"Hey," she smiled, flipping an egg.

"You're cooking me breakfast at noon?" he asked.

"Well," she laughed, "I knew you needed the extra sleep today, so I'm making you brunch."

"Thanks, Rach," he smiled, kissing her on top of her head.

"Are you okay, Finn?" she asked, turning around, her eyes searching his for a sign of pain or anguish.

"I'll be okay, Rach. I have you to help me through today," he smiled, taking her hand.

"Okay," she said, her worry dissipating some.

He went and sat down at the kitchen table as Rachel filled up two plates with food and brought one over to him and sat one in front of herself.

"How are you feeling today, baby?" he asked her, picking up his fork.

"I'm fine, I suppose. My feet hurt and Caroline's been extra active today, but other than that, I'm good," she smiled.

He smiled back and they ate in silence.

The day had went by pretty uneventful.

Finn had called Burt and they had reminisced some on his mom's past birthdays. Rachel had left him be during the phone call, but she had heard the gentle sobs wreaking his body as he hung up the phone.

She had went into their bedroom and wrapped her arms around him, letting him cry and get it all out of his system.

There wasn't much else she could do, but after that, Finn had seemed to be doing much better.

It was early evening now, and they sat on the couch, watching a movie.

Finn had his arms wrapped around her, occasionally rubbing her stomach and feeling a gentle nudge from their daughter.

Rachel would smile when that happened, because it seemed to improve Finn's mood.

Their movie was almost closing, when Rachel started shifting around a lot in Finn's arms.

After about the fifth time she moved within 20 minutes, he started to get worried.

"Are you okay, Rachel?" he asked.

"I'm fine, I think, Caroline's just moving… a lot. I think I'm going to get a glass of water," she said, standing up and walking to the kitchen.

Finn kept his eyes fixed on the TV, he heard water running, and then there was a crash.

He jumped up quickly and ran into the kitchen.

"Rachel?" he said, looking at the water on the floor. Except, this wasn't exactly tap water…

"Finn, we need to go to the hospital," she said, clutching her stomach.

"W-what? Why?" he asked, becoming panicked.

She looked at the floor and then looked back up at him.

"I think my water just broke," she said.

A/N: I know another cliffy. I'm sorry.

I'll try to get the next chapter up soon.

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