A/N: Thank you for all your reviews!

'My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard.'

Rachel growled and headed into the kitchen, wrapping her dressing gown tight around her, to tell Kurt to shut the hell up.

When she got there, he was sitting on the kitchen counter singing loudly while Mercedes sat at the table, laughing.

When he spotted her, he grinned and she glared. "Shut up!" She hissed.

"Oh. I'm sorry. Is that the wrong song? Oh my man I love him sooooo."

"Mercedes, could you please ask him to shut up before I cause him severe body harm." Rachel growled, sitting across from her.

"I'm sorry. How's your head?" He asked, coming over and giving her a hug.

"Pounding and you're not helping." She rubbed her temples hoping to make the pain go away.

"Here. Drink this. It's my mama's old recipe and it's great for hangovers." Mercedes slid the drink across the counter and Rachel gagged.

"What is that? It looks like vomit." She held her nose and downed it in one before violently shaking her head. It tasted disgusting.

"Speaking of vomit, do you remember throwing up over a certain Miss Fabray?" Kurt laughed and Rachel shut her eyes in embarrassment.

"I can't believe I did that. What happened after, that's the last thing I remember?"

"Finn bought you home and called me to ask me to check on you this morning."

"Finn bought me home?" Rachel checked eyes wide.

"Yes. He said that you passed out on the ride home, so you couldn't have embarrassed yourself."

Rachel let out a sigh of relief. "Well, that's good."

"Can I ask, do you still think that I need to go to the doctors about the whole two head thing?" Kurt teased and Rachel banged her head on the table in frustration, instantly regretting it.


Eight Days Later.

"Finn!"

Finn pulled out his earplugs and turned towards the sound, to find Quinn walking towards him, smiling.

"Hey. How are you doing?" She asked, falling into step beside him.

"I'm good. Just on the way to the park. You?"

"Really? Me too. Now we can go together." She grinned and Finn inwardly groaned.

So that's how he found himself sitting on the grass, two hours later eating ice-cream with Quinn.

"Oh you've got a bit of ice-cream." Quinn laughed leaning over and wiping it off of his chin. She paused and he froze. He knew what was going to happen even before she started leaning in. She stopped about an inch away and he debated on what his next move should be.

All he could hear in his head was some annoying little voice screaming 'Rachel.' Well, Rachel's not here and there's no chance of anything happening between them so why not? It's time to start moving on.

He closed the gap, pulling at her bottom lip with his teeth and felt her gasp of surprise before she moved her fingers to his hair.

He laid her down on the grass, hovering over her and moved on to her neck causing a breathy sigh to leave her lips. "Finn."

He felt her fingers tracing the waistband of his jeans and pulled back.

"How about we take this back to my place?"


Rachel took one last look in the mirror before making her way down the stairs.

Moving on and letting go. She repeated over and over in her head.

The doorbell rang and she plastered a smile on her face before opening it.

"Hey." Jesse smirked. "You ready?"

She nodded and followed him to his car, surprised when he didn't even bother to open the door for her.

They didn't talk, which made the ride awkward so Rachel leaned over to turn the radio on but Jesse slapped her hand away.

"Hey. No touching the car." Her eyebrows raised in surprise. Was he being serious?

They got to the restaurant and once again Rachel had to open her own door.

When they finally got around to dessert, Rachel had classified this as the worse date in history. All he spoke about was himself, not bothering to ask her one question.

She stood up. "I'm sorry. This date was a mistake. The truth is, I'm in love with someone else and I thought coming here might help me get over him but all this has done is remind me how amazing the other guy really is. So, I'm sorry but I have to leave."

She grabbed her bag and made her way out into the street, not even thinking that he might follow her out.

"Hey. You can't have a date without a kiss." He grabbed her arm and pulled her into the alley way.

"I just said-" She started but he covered her mouth with his hand.

"I know what you said." He then proceeded to force his mouth onto her own.

She bit hard on his lip and he pulled away, gasping in pain and she took the chance to run but he grabbed her arm and threw her against the brick wall.

"You little bitch." He growled, grabbing her top roughly.


Finn moved closer to the blonde that was sitting on his couch but froze when he got within a couple of inches. Was it just him or did she have a really small nose?

Quinn grew impatient and grabbed the back of his head closing the gap.

Was she wearing lip-gloss? Finn fought the urge to pull away. He hated tasting lip-gloss. Rachel never wore lip gloss.

He pulled away for a second and Quinn shifted so she could undo his belt. Were her eyes always that blue? He preferred dark brown.

"I'm sorry. Can I go to the bathroom?" He gasped, standing up quickly.

She huffed but nodded anyway and he took his escape.

What was wrong with him? He'd never had this problem before. He heard his phone ring in the other room but ignored it. What was he going to do?

"Finn." Quinn called after his phone rang for the second time.

He poked his head around the door to find Quinn standing there, his phone in hand.

"Do not call her is ringing." She raised an eyebrow and he took the phone off her. Why was Rachel ringing at (He quickly checked his watch.) ten o'clock?

He mouthed 'sorry' to Quinn and pressed the accept button.

"Rach?" The other end was silent and he was just about to hang up when he heard her crying.

"Finn. I'm sorry but I didn't know who else to call. Could you come and get me please?"

"Rach, what's wrong?" He was already grabbing his car keys.

"I went on a date but,'' She paused and he heard her trying to catch a breath. "It was awful and he…he..he."

Finn got it. "Tell me where you are."

"In Rose's. I'm scared Finn." She whimpered.

"I'll be there in ten minutes. Stay there." He ended the call and was just about to close the door when he remembered Quinn.

"Look – I'm really sorry but-''

"Go. You're obviously still in love with this girl and she obviously needs you right now." He shot her a grateful smile before running downstairs and into his car.

It was only as he stopped at the traffic lights that he registered Quinn's words.

"You're obviously still in love with this girl.'

A/N: So, I know it's only a filler but we need to get this sort of stuff out of the way before the real drama happens. I'm truly sorry for the whole Fuinn thing, I'm actually disgusted with myself but it needed to be done for Finn to start realizing and sorry for making Jesse out as the bad guy but every story needs one.

I'm guessing that this story has about four or five chapters left in total so I hope to have it finished by the time I get back to school.

The trailer for this fic is at the bottom of my profile but if you do not like spoilers, don't watch it as it features quite a huge one. I warned you!

Review! Sneak peek of an unwell Rachel and Finn taking care of her in his own way.

Paige ;)