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A/N: Hello beautiful people and welcome back to another addition to STAHTD! I hope you guys are still enjoying my story and are still interested because in all honesty, it's only just begun. Mwhahahaha. So…I kinda lied. The major drama doesn't start till next chapter so here's another filler chapter. Hope it doesn't bore you too much! I love you all so much! Thanks for reading! Enjoy and please review!
Chapter 11: One whole year
Rachel sifted through the box positioned on top of her and Finn's bed. She pulled out notes, pictures, and keepsakes but threw them all to the side searching for what she really wanted.
Finn had gone out to the tiny café a couple blocks from the apartment to get breakfast for the two of them so she had time to herself.
"Aha!" Rachel shouted as she finally caught a glimpse of the corner of the book at the bottom of the box. She reached into the box and pulled out a cream colored photo album book labeled 'Our Wedding'.
Rachel ran her hand over the smooth outer fabric and the lace details of the book. She'd been looking for the scrapbook she put together a few months after her and Finn's wedding.
Rachel flipped open the book to the front page where she noticed her own delicate cursive handwriting.
June 18th, 2016. Finn Christopher Hudson and Rachel Barbra Berry.
It was now June 18th, 2017, their one year anniversary.
It felt like just yesterday she saw him walking down the halls of McKinley High School for the first time. It felt like just yesterday she sang with him for the first time. It felt like just yesterday she shared her first kiss with him in the auditorium on the stage where many of their memories took place. It felt like just yesterday he broke her heart for the first time when he told her he didn't want to be with her. It felt like just yesterday she was with Jesse and he decided he did want to be with her and that he would fight for her. It felt like just yesterday he told her that he loved her for the first time. It felt like just yesterday she had her heart broken yet again when she found out he slept with Santana. It felt like just yesterday she made the worst mistake of her life by kissing Puck. It felt like just yesterday when he broke up with her in the Christmas tree lot. It felt like just yesterday she had to watch him be with Quinn, again. It felt like just yesterday he serenaded her in New York City. It felt like just yesterday when she gave him her virginity.
And just one year ago on this day, she was becoming Mrs. Hudson. The tears welled up in her eyes as she turned the pages one by one looking at all the pictures of her, Finn, and all the guests that attended their wedding.
It was the best day of her life. Second to that day was the day she found out she was expecting their first child.
Rachel always thought the best day of her life would be the day she performed on the Broadway stage or when she accepted her first Tony award. But right now, she couldn't imagine a better life for herself. She hasn't lost those dreams in the midst of her family life. She's just put them on hold for now because what's most important to her at this time is Finn and their baby boy.
She reached the part in the album where there were pictures of the reception. She scanned the pictures and one in particular caught her eye. It was of Finn shoving cake into her face. He ended up getting it all over her face because he took a Finn-size piece rather than a Rachel-size piece.
She began laughing so hard at the memory.
Finn traveled back to his bedroom after hearing Rachel's laughter while setting down their breakfast in the kitchen. He reached the door frame and saw Rachel sitting cross-legged on the bed in his old McKinley High shirt and panties. She had a bunch of papers and pictures strewn around her.
"Whatcha doing Rach?" Rachel gasped and jumped at Finn's voice.
"Finn! I didn't even hear you come in! Come here and look at this." She gestured for him to come over to her.
He sauntered over to the bed and crawled up next to her. He glanced at the photo on the page and began chuckling. "Oh no, not this again! I said I was sorry like a billion times!"
She turned her head to the right and kissed the tip of his nose. "I know, baby, I know."
"What are you looking at this for anyway?" Finn asked.
Rachel narrowed her eyes at him. "Don't tell me you forgot."
"Forgot what?"
"FINN!" Rachel slammed the book shut with a loud crack and slid to the edge of the bed so she could leave the room disgusted in her husband. But before she could attempt to stand up, Finn grabbed her wrist.
"Rachel! I'm kidding! I'm kidding! Of course I know what today is! It's our one year wedding anniversary. I'm not that forgetful!"
Rachel sighed in relief. "Oh thank God! I did not want to be angry with you today."
Finn slid to the edge of the bed aside of Rachel and began nibbling on her neck. Rachel's eyes rolled to the back of her head and her mouth parted slightly at the feel of Finn's tongue and his teeth grazing her collarbone.
Just as she was about to moan out his name, she heard her stomach growl. And almost simultaneously, she felt a couple kicks.
Finn began kissing his way up her jaw line, totally oblivious to the noises Rachel's stomach was making. He reached her lips and right as he was about to crush them against his, Rachel lightly pushed him away.
"What's wrong Rach? I said I was sorry for before…"
"No, no. That's not it Finn. I'm just starving and apparently so is our little man." Rachel grasped Finn's hand in hers and put it overtop her bump.
"Whoa! We better get out there and feed you mommy! He seems to be getting a bit antsy."
"That's right, daddy. He must get his huge appetite from you." Finn helped her get up from the bed and they ventured out into the kitchen for their anniversary breakfast.
9 hours later…
"Finn! Are you ready yet? We need to get there soon or we're going to miss our reservations and it'll go to some famous couple who happens to just show up!" Rachel sat on the arm of the couch staring down the hallway at the closed bedroom door.
Finn had insisted on shooing her out of the room once she got changed because he had to 'do something'. At first, Rachel was all excited because that probably meant he had a surprise for her. But it's now been 20 minutes and she's getting annoyed.
"Finn Hudson! Get your ass out here and let's get a move on!" Rachel shouted with her hands cupped over her mouth to echo her command.
No response.
Her hands fell onto her lap with a thud as she sighed in discontent. She decided she was going to give him another three minutes until he felt the full wrath of a severely hormonal seven month pregnant woman.
Inside the room, Finn was in full on panic mode. He heard Rachel screaming outside the door for him to hurry up but it's just he couldn't.
He was screwed. So fucking screwed.
About three weeks ago he went to Tiffany's and bought Rachel the perfect anniversary gift: a sleek, silver-chained necklace with three diamond encrusted charms, an F, an R, and a C, hanging on it. The problem wasn't the gift. The problem was the fact that he couldn't remember where the hell he put it.
He checked through every single one of his drawers and he cannot find it. He remembered hiding it pretty well because Rachel always somehow finds a gift he set aside for her. He's not exactly sure if she's deliberately looking for it or not but it always ends up in her hands.
He's choosing to ignore Rachel because he refuses to leave this household without finding that little fucker that cost him a fortune.
"Think, Finn, think." He whispers to himself.
Maybe under the bed? He gets down on all fours and searches for it. Nothing.
He backs out from under the bed hitting his head in the process. "Fuck!" He rubs his head. If he were to hide something from Rachel, where would he hide it?
Then it came to him. Rachel's short so he probably hid it up high where she couldn't reach! He ran over to the closet and opened the double doors. He spotted the edge of a blue box and nearly pissed himself with joy. He reached up and behind the big box labeled 'Finn's things' and grabbed the item.
Finn sighed and slipped the long box into his inner jacket pocket. He slipped on his dress shoes and just as he opened the door he saw Rachel waddling over to the coat hanger by the front door.
"Alright, Finn Hudson. It's time I figure out what you're up to." He heard Rachel mumble to herself as she grabbed the umbrella that was leaning up against the coat hanger.
She turned around but continued looking downward as she positioned the umbrella like a rifle against her side.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Rachel! I surrender! I surrender! I'm ready!" Finn held up his hands in protest like she was carrying a real gun.
"It's about time!"
"Sorry Rach, I-I uh…" Finn fumbled his words attempting to come up with a little white lie.
"No time for explanation Finn. You missed your chance at time for that about fifteen minutes ago. Now let's go before we miss our reservation and you see a really pissed off pregnant woman." She snapped.
Even though she was pissed, Finn was grateful he didn't have to tell Rachel what took him so long. She set the umbrella down, opened the front door, and waddled out with her hand place firmly on her back.
He took the keys off the counter and followed her out the door. Once they reached the stairs he grabbed a hold of her hand and helped her down.
"Hey, Rach? What exactly were you planning on doing with that umbrella?" Finn asked with a chuckle when they got to the bottom.
Rachel shot him a look of disgust. "Shut up, Finn."
He continued laughing as he opened the car door for her. She shoved at his chest and slowly got into the car. "I hate you."
"Love you too, babe." Finn said while giving her a smile. She rolled her eyes, turned up the radio and commanded him to drive.
Rachel and Finn stumbled into their apartment four hours later, gasping for air. They both couldn't contain themselves as laughter erupted from their bodies. They had gone to Sardi's for their anniversary dinner and it had been one of the most hilarious dates they had ever been on.
First, Finn asked the waiter to bring him some wine. The waiter ended up bringing a bottle of wine for both him and Rachel, completely oblivious to the fact that Rachel was pregnant.
"Excuse me," Rachel said as the waiter began to walk away, "but why did you bring an entire bottle of wine and a glass for me?"
"Oh, um, I just assumed you'd also like wine along with your husband, m'am." The waiter shifted uncomfortably under Rachel's intense stare.
"Do you think I'm fat?" Rachel spat at the waiter and Finn's eyes widened at her words.
The waiter's mouth fell open to say something back but was interrupted by Rachel.
"Listen here, pretty boy, I'm pregnant not fat! So why don't you turn your scummy ass around and bring me water, like I asked for in the first place!"
The waiter glanced over at Finn who mouthed 'I'm sorry. Hormones.' Rachel caught sight of this interaction and shot a glare at Finn as the waiter went to fetch water for Rachel.
"What did you just mouth Finn Hudson?"
"U-uh…pork bones!" Finn came up with on a spur of the moment. Rachel shot him a confused look. "Come on babe, you know, how much I hate having bones in my pork." He chuckled nervously while rubbing his neck.
"But honey, you're getting steak." Rachel crossed her arms over her chest and looked at him incredulously.
From there, it only got worse. The waiter ended up tripping and bumping Rachel which caused her water to spill onto her lap. She got extremely angry and nearly slapped the man. After that, Rachel went up to go to the bathroom and a young woman came over to talk to Finn…
"Hey there." A young girl probably about 19 or 20 came over and slid into the seat aside Finn. She had platinum blonde hair, huge boobs, and was really tall compared to Rachel.
"Um, hi?" Finn played with his hands uncomfortably hoping that this chick left before Rachel got back.
"Why are you here all alone?" She asked while purposely sticking out her chest and sticking out bottom lip.
"He's not." Finn heard a venomous, protective tone behind him.
Shit.
"And who are you, may I ask?" The blonde chick scoffed at Rachel.
"His wife. So I suggest you back off before you feel the full rage of one, Rachel Hudson."
The blonde girl rolled her eyes and slowly got up for her seat. She pulled a tiny slip of paper from between her breasts and set it in front of Finn. "Here. Call me if you want to have a good time or need a break from this bitch." She gave him a wink and walked off.
Rachel's mouth fell open and her fists clenched together. Finn noticed this and took a hold of one of her hands.
"Babe? Don't even worry about her. She's just some dumb skank. Sit down." Finn attempted to console Rachel.
Rachel slowly reached her seat and sat down. "You got that right. She looked like a plastic-surgified form of Quinn. Except, uglier."
"O-oh my G-g-god!" Rachel gasped out as she fell back onto the couch. "I cannot believe that was our one year anniversary dinner."
Finn continued laughing as he sat beside her. "Seriously Rach that was the best date I think I've ever been on. Comedy-wise, of course. We'll have stories for years."
"Yeah, that's for sure." Rachel sighed. She felt Finn's hand intertwine with hers as she looked up to his face.
"I can't believe it's been a year already." Finn whispered while rubbing her left hand, specifically the finger adorned with her rings.
"Me either." Rachel whispered back and gave his hand a squeeze.
They sat in a silent bliss for a while before Rachel spoke. "Hey Finn, you never got the chance to tell me but why were you in our room for so long?"
"Oh, jeez! I totally forgot!" Finn exclaimed. He pulled his hand from Rachel's and reached into his coat pocket pulling out her present.
Rachel gasped. "Finn! You told me dinner was going to be our gift to one another! You said not to get each other presents so we could save money for things the baby needs."
"Yeah. I just said that so you wouldn't get me anything."
"Well, now I feel absolutely terrible." Rachel looked down.
"Hey, hey," Finn lifted her chin up so he could look into her deep brown eyes. "I don't need anything. I have everything I need right here." He leaned down and pressed a sweet and tender kiss to her lips.
They detached from one another and Rachel bit her lip while keeping her eyes trained on the long, skinny box sitting in her husband's palm.
"Happy one year anniversary Rachel." He handed her the perfectly wrapped box. "And here's to many more where that came from." He gave her another peck on the lips before she began to rip off the silver wrapping box.
She squealed with pure excitement when she saw the box labeled 'Tiffany & Co.'
"Oh my god, Finn! You shouldn't have!" She ran her hand along the box and lifted the lid. When she saw what was inside she had absolutely no words.
It was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen. She didn't want to even touch the delicate piece of jewelry because of its pure beauty.
She set the box down on the coffee table and literally jumped Finn. She crushed her lips against his in urgency. He reciprocated the action, allowing her tongue complete entrance. After a few minutes of a passionate make-out session, they pulled away.
"So, I'm guessing you liked it?" Finn panted.
"Liked it? I absolutely adore it Finn!" Rachel reached for the necklace and held it out to Finn. "Help me put it on?"
Finn nodded and grabbed the necklace, unclipping its tiny clasp. Rachel lifted up her hand and turned away from Finn giving him to ability to put it on her.
Once he clipped it on, Rachel let her hair fall back down and reached forward lightly touching the piece. "It's so perfect and beautiful Finn. Now I'll have you and Chris with me everywhere I go."
Finn smiled proudly at her. "To be honest, I was really nervous picking one out. I'm always afraid I'll choose something you won't like."
Rachel shook her head briefly. "Finn, I'll like anything you pick out for me because I'll know it's from your heart."
"I love you, Rachel."
"I love you too, Finn. How bout we end this one year anniversary with a bang?" Rachel gave Finn a sultry look.
"I like the sound of that." Finn growled. He grabbed Rachel's hand and led her back into the bedroom.
Sex had become a bit more difficult because of Rachel's bump but it was still very satisfying and the Hudson's love challenges.
Finn guided Rachel down onto the bed and laid on top of her putting most of his weight on his forearms so he didn't crush her. He brought his head down to her collarbone and began kissing his way up to her mouth.
Rachel ran her hands along Finn's back and sighed. Finn kissed her cheek delicately and then planted a searing kiss onto her awaiting mouth.
She moaned into his mouth at the sensation and their tongues battled against one another. Finn lifted himself up onto his knees to strip off his jacket and just as the jacket hit the floor, he felt a pull on his neck.
Rachel had a strong grip on his necktie and had pulled him back down on top of her. She crushed her mouth against his urgently.
Rachel pulled back slightly and whispered, "Finn, I need you. Now."
Finn quickly undid the buttons on his dress shirt but Rachel was getting impatient. She grabbed a hold of it and used all her strength to rip it open. She grunted as the buttons flew everywhere and Finn gaped at her.
"That was so fucking hot, baby." Finn could feel his member begin to rise and twitch slightly.
"Yeah, I know." Rachel purred as she began shimmying out of her dress, her lustful eyes glued to Finn's.
Finn licked his lips once Rachel discarded her dress onto the floor. They both proceeded to rip the rest of their clothing off and ended up back in the same position that they started with.
Finn brought his fingers down to Rachel's entrance and marveled at how sopping wet she already was. He teased her by tracing her outer folds. She shivered in anticipation and whined out his name.
"Fuck me hard, Finn."
Finn smirked and positioned himself at her entrance. He buried himself deep inside her warm wetness.
"So. Fucking. Tight. Rach." He panted out as he continued to thrust into her.
"Oh, oh, oh." Rachel screamed out in pure ecstasy as she wrapped her legs around Finn's.
Finn could feel that he was almost at his climax and Rachel's walls were beginning to tighten around his cock.
Finn reached down in between them and roughly pinched her clit to get her off. Rachel saw stars in her eyes as Finn's calloused fingers did wonders on her. She glanced down in between them to see Finn slipping in and out of her and that did it for her.
Her walls clenched around Finn and she screamed out his name. Finn released soon after her and they both rode out their orgasms together.
Their sweaty, naked bodies remained tangled as they laid on their bed in pure bliss. Finn kissed the top of Rachel's forehead as she snuggled in closer to him.
All of sudden, Rachel remembered something. "Finn?" She turned to face him.
"Yeah, Rach?" Finn had his eyes closed but a smile was plastered on his face.
"I forgot to tell you about something." Rachel said hesitantly.
Finn's eyes shot open in worry. "Is-is it bad?"
"No, not really. Just kind of…weird."
Finn looked at her confused. "What is it babe?"
"Um, well. You know that kid you gave the English award to a few weeks ago? Johnny, I believe his name was?"
Finn nodded.
Rachel continued. "He, uh, well Finn, I know you really like him but he's kind of a very inappropriate child." Rachel struggled for the right words to say.
"What do you mean?" Finn asked still completely confused.
"I was sitting next to him during the ceremony and he just kept staring at me. Then he went up to get his award when you called him to and I could have sworn he made eye contact and winked at me from the stage. And then, he came back to his seat and I stood up to allow him to sit back down and he touched my-" Rachel paused and shuttered at the memory.
"Whoa, whoa, wait a minute. The seventh grader? Johnny? He touched you? Where Rachel?" Finn arms tightened around her.
"Well, he grazed my boob a bit. I mean it wasn't really touching per se. It was probably just an accident."
"What the fuck?" Finn shouted beginning to get angry. "He even knows who you are! I've shown him pictures. He's-he's like my son. Why the hell would he do this?"
"Finn, calm down. It's probably just a little crush. But I didn't even tell you the weirdest part. When I sat back down, he told me and I quote 'Thanks, baby.'. It was a bit disturbing."
Finn looked completely shocked. "I-I don't understand. He was such a good kid..."
"Finn I'm sure he just admired you a lot so he decided to take a chance with your wife. It's no big deal really. I just wanted to let you know it happened." Rachel reassured him.
Finn sighed. "I'm so sorry Rachel. I didn't know he was so-so perverted. I'm glad I'm done with that class. We never have to see him again." Finn shifted so that he was further away from Rachel and she instantly missed the contact.
"Finn? Are you alright?" Rachel lightly touched his bicep.
He uncovered his face and turned towards her again. "Yeah I'm good. I'm just really disappointed. I had a real connection with the kid and he had to turn and pull this shit on my wife?"
"I'm sure it's just some silly crush." Rachel pressed her body closer to Finn's earning a smile from him. "And plus he's got nothing on you." She whispered seductively.
The Johnny incident was soon forgotten as the couple went for round two.