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Finn got home around ten thirty. He put his truck in park and quickly got out before he rushed inside.

"Oh, you're home pretty early." Carole stated, as she was passing through the living room, "I thought you'd be out until twelve."

Finn shook his head, "we only did dinner tonight."

"Okay." His mother nodded, "well, did you have fun?"

"I did." The boy nodded, for the most part. He smiled before saying, "pretty beat though, so I'm gonna go to sleep."

His mother gave him a nod before saying goodnight. Finn then rushed up the stairs to brush his teeth and get ready for sleep to overtake him.

"Did you do it?" A voice from the doorway stopped him as he was climbing into the bed.

"Do what?" He asked his step-brother.

Kurt gave him a pointed look, "I'm sure you know what I meant."

Finn shrugged, "go though with it?" He stated, "yes, I went through with it."

"And did Rachel find out why you did it?" Kurt wondered.

Finn sighed, "dude, seriously I don't know what you're talking about, we went to Breadstix and had dinner with Quinn and Evan, just like Evan and I had planned."

"Oh, sure." Kurt nodded, "I'm sure you and Evan planned a double date." He smiled, "oh, yeah, definitely that's why Blaine and I were concerned."

Finn rolled his eyes, "look I don't need this, okay." He pointed between the two of them, "I'm going to sleep." He then climbed into his bed situating himself comfortably before he gave the other boy a look, "night." He said before closing his eyes. He heard Kurt sigh heavily, but heard him switch off the light before he left.

Before long, Finn was fast asleep.

When he opened his eyes, the scenery had completely changed. He was no longer laying on a bed a size too small, he was wearing different sleep pants, and no shirt at all. He reached up and smiled as he felt the scruff along his face. His smile only grew when he looked at the band around his finger. He searched around the room, taking in the fact that it was all unpacked, and no boxes were around any more. He then glanced at the clock, it was 8:30. After stretching he climbed out of the bed and grabbed a shirt, putting it on before he made his way out of the room, "good morning." He greeted his wife, who was at the stove making pancakes, and bacon.

Quinn gave him a grin, "hello."

He leaned forward and pecked her cheek before he turned to the table, "Oh, no...they're back!"

"Daddy!" Kitrina laughed, "that's not funny!"

"Oh, I'm sorry," Finn smiled walking over and giving the little girl a kiss on the head, "hi." He said, "is that better?" Kitrina only nodded as Finn crouched down at the highchair that Drew was settled in, and he helped her eat her food.

"You are in a good mood." Quinn pointed out, "what's going on?"

Finn smiled, "I just really missed you." He said, lifting the spoon of baby food and directing it toward the baby's mouth. "When did they get back?" He gave the baby a smile, placing the spoon down and standing up, as Drew tried to eat alone once more. "Please, don't say I've missed a lot."

"You actually have." Quinn said.

"Really?"

"Yeah, and it's really weird because when you're gone, you're still here." She furrowed her eyebrows, "makes no sense right?" She turned back to the stove and finished with the food, placing the bacon and pancakes on separate plates before walking over to the table. Finn took a seat in one of the empty chairs beside Kitrina while Quinn took the one close to Drew. She then looked at her husband. "By that I mean, when you are gone the man I married is here, and then you come back, and I know when it's you because you always ask questions regarding our marriage or our life. When the questions don't come, I know everything is back to normal." She shrugged, "my normal anyway."

Finn nodded grabbing his own food placing it on the plate in front of him, "actually that does make sense." He offered her a smile, "so what exactly did I miss?"

Quinn watched Drew a moment with an adorable (according to Finn) grin before she grabbed her own food, "well, as you may have already noticed, Santana and Brittany brought the kids home a few days ago, on Saturday and before that we finished unpacking everything."

"Please tell me there's not much more." Finn muttered, he hated missing all of this.

The blonde smiled pushing her glasses up a little before saying, "well, I went in for a reading for the movie I auditioned for with some people who've already been cast to see how well we'd work together and am awaiting the news for that."

"That's great!" Finn smiled, "I'm sure you'll get it."

"You said that yesterday." Quinn laughed, turning back to Drew and helping her with her food once more.

"Daddy," Kitrina reached over and tapped his arm.

"Yes?" Finn looked at her.

"Cut my pancakes?" She asked, "I need help."

Finn smiled reaching over and taking the girls plate cutting the food, as he finished he noticed Quinn was looking at him, "what?"

"Are you sure you're eighteen? You're like a natural." She nodded toward him and Kitrina.

Finn smiled, "I've always been good at cutting pancakes."

Quinn nodded, "sure you have." After looking toward Kit again, she took her own bite of food, "your family is coming over for dinner tonight."

"Really?"

"Yeah," Quinn said, "you invited them over."

"They're coming tonight?" He asked, "from Lima?"

Quinn shook her head, "no, from San Francisco."

"What?" Finn shook his head, "do they live there now?"

Quinn laughed, "no." She shook her head, "they stopped in San Francisco to see Kurt and Blaine last week and they're all coming here tonight before Burt and Carole make their way back to Ohio."

"Oh." Finn nodded, "oh, Kurt and Blaine are still together?"

"Yes." Quinn nodded, "Blaine lives in San Francisco, and Kurt is thinking about transferring there, he came to look at schools."

"What about Broadway?"

Quinn shrugged, "Kurt didn't make Broadway like Rachel, he's just wanting a career singing mostly, so he's looking at options."

"How did he not make it on Broadway?"

Quinn shrugged, "I'm not really sure. He doesn't talk about it."

Finn sighed, "he's happy though, right?"

"Seems happy to me." His wife replied, "but you can always ask him tonight."

Finn nodded taking a bite of his food, "this is really good." He told her, "chocolate chip pancakes."

"Kitrina's favorite." Quinn nodded.

"Mixed with yours." Finn said waving a piece of bacon.

Quinn laughed, "oh, yeah."

As Quinn went back to helping Drew with her food Finn took the orange juice that was on the table and poured it in the empty glass in front of him. After he'd finished pouring he noticed a pair of brown eyes piercing into him intently. He smiled, "want some?" He offered the orange juice. Kitrina's face lit up in a huge smile, and her head bobbed up and down enthusiastically. Finn then poured her a small glass and handed it over to the little girl.

"So," Quinn stood up and grabbed a paper towel before she began to wipe Drizzle's face off, "how's everything back home?" She winked at him.

Finn smiled, "well, I kind of screwed up."

Quinn didn't look up from the girl. "How?"

Finn sighed after finishing another bite of his food, "I went on a date with Rachel last night."

That caught Quinn's attention, "How's that screwing up? I thought you were dating her?"

"I am." Finn nodded. "But I wanna break up with her...for you."

Quinn smiled, "but you already have me."

"This is so weird." Finn muttered putting his fork down.

"What?" Quinn laughed.

"Talking about my girlfriend issues with the girl I wish I was dating even though she's my wife."

"Yeah, see, when you say it out loud it just doesn't make sense."

Finn nodded, going back to his food as Quinn took the baby from the chair and carried her over to the babypen. "I'm done!" Kitrina cheered leaping from her chair.

"Ah," Quinn said, "no." She pointed to the plate, "where's it go?"

"Sink." Kitrina said with a grin, grabbing the plate and carrying it over to the counter before placing it in the sink.

"Good," Quinn smiled, "don't forget the chair."

The tiny brunette then walked back to her place at the table and pushed her chair in, "I'll wash my hands," she looked at her mother, "I promise."

Quinn laughed, "okay." She then sat back down at her plate and began to finish her food.

Finn thumbed in the direction the girl had went, "we've got a smart one."

"We do." Quinn nodded, "two actually...I have a feeling Drew's gonna take after me, too."

"Ugh." Finn scoffed, "that was just rude." God, he never wanted to wake up.

Quinn giggled a little before she smiled, "so, tell me more about your girlfriend issues."

Finn shrugged, "I took her out to Breadstix on the day that you were going to Breadstix with Evan."

"No." Quinn shook her head, "what did you do"

Finn couldn't say he was surprised to see that look on Quinn's face. "It was a stupid thing to do, I know but I couldn't stand you going out with him. You're married to me."

"Well I don't think I know that." Quinn retorted.

"You do now." Finn stated, "I told you on the date."

"Oh."

"I played it off as being concerned for a friend though." Finn added. "To Rachel I mean." He shoveled another forkful of pancake in his mouth. Quinn was quiet a moment, kind of like she was trying to think things over, so Finn took another helping of the breakfast that was laid out in front of him and poured himself another glass of orange juice.

"What did I say to you?"

Finn looked up, "you called me an ass and yelled at me for interrupting your date with Evan, as well as ruining an evening with Rachel."

"Sounds like me." Quinn nodded.

Finn sighed, "and I was...being an ass I mean. To Evan, to you and to Rachel."

"Plans don't always work out," Quinn shrugged.

"I've noticed."

As Drew started crying Quinn stood up to check on her. "You should call Puck and explain to him why you didn't show up for work yesterday."

Finn nodded, "yeah, okay." He looked around a moment.

Quinn must've read the expression on his face because she laughed, "his number's in your cell, which is on the dresser in our bedroom...and yesterday you had to watch the girls when I went to help Santana."

"All right." Finn stood up, "cool."

As he walked away he heard Quinn call, "invite him to dinner, he's family," over her shoulder before she began soothing the girl in her arms.

After entering the bedroom he picked up his phone and looked through the list of contacts, recognizing some of the names; Quinn, Santana, Brittany, Puck, Kurt, etc. However there were some he didn't know as well; Ross, Derek, Clarissa, Mandy, Paul, etc. He shrugged realizing he should probably check into that before clicking on Pucks name.

"Finn," Puck said, "s'up man?"

Finn shrugged sitting on the bed behind him, "not much," he wondered if Puck looked different before saying, "sorry I backed out of work yesterday, Quinn had to help Santana with something so I had to watch the kids."

"It's cool, bro." Puck stated, "just try not to make a habit out of it, dude you know we're getting busy."

"Yeah, yeah." Finn nodded, "sure of course."

After a moment of silence Puck let out a chuckle, "that all you called for?"

"Uh, no." Finn shook his head, "Quinn asked me to invite you to dinner. My family's coming in and Quinn would like you here."

"Oh, sure." Finn could tell he was smiling, "yeah, we'll be there."

Finn was about to ask what he meant by 'we' but Puck had said he had to go and Finn probably would've sounded like he wasn't himself asking the man what he had meant. Puck didn't know about the dream.

"So?" Quinn asked stepping into the room, "what's the verdict?"

"He'll be here." Finn said. Quinn smiled. "He said we though."

"What?"

Finn shrugged, "I asked him to come to dinner and he said, 'we'll be there.'"

"Don't worry." Quinn let out a chuckle, "he didn't mean he'd be bringing a lot of people like a party. He meant he, Clarissa and Chaz would be here."

"Who?"

"Oh," Quinn shook her head, "right, dream...sorry I forgot. Puck met Clarissa at the auto-shop you work at about three years ago, and they married last year, Chaz is their son, he's two."

So that's Clarissa, Finn thought looking back to his phone.

"You should shave," Quinn pointed, "you've got fuzz, just," she motioned on her face, "you know, like he-everywhere."

Finn laughed, "I thought you liked it?"

"Oh, I do...your family is coming though and you haven't shaved for at least three days so, you know...it's time."

Finn nodded stepping into the bathroom after leaving the bedroom, "right because we've gotta look nice."

"We do." Quinn nodded. "By the way, Santana and Brittany are coming, too"

Finn glanced at her through the mirror as he picked up his razor, "what'd you do invite the whole world?"

"They're my family." Quinn stated. "And they're basically all I have left."

Finn gave her a small smile before he put the shaving cream on his face, he had forgotten about her mother. And she obviously hadn't made up with her father. "What about Frannie?" Finn wondered, "what happened there?"

Quinn jumped up on the washer and sat down looking at him through the mirror as he shaved, "I haven't seen Frannie since our wedding." She shrugged, "and she sat in the back...Santana and Brittany walked me down the isle."

Finn nodded, he remembered the video.

"After my mom, nothing's ever been the same between my sister and I...she was like the perfect daughter, I was supposed to be sculpted after her. She's eight years older than me so we never really had a close relationship anyway, but everything changed when my mom died."

Finn continued to shave in the silence before he smiled, "I was kidding," he informed, "about Santana and Brittany, I'd love to have them over..." He paused for a moment before saying, "do we even get along? Cause we never really did in high school."

Quinn let out a breathless chuckle, "yeah, nothing's really changed between you and San, but she basically comes over to hang with me...Brittany's more your type."

Finn finished washing his face off when he was done. He turned toward her as he dried it with a towel. "So Brittany and I get along."

Quinn smiled, "quite well."

"Do they have any children?" He helped Quinn down from the washer before following her out toward the kitchen.

"They're considering adoption." Quinn said. "Santana has tried getting pregnant a few times but she eventually gave up. She's infertile or something, she doesn't like to talk about it."

"What about Brittany?"

"She's a dancer." Quinn said, "she's always on the road so she and Santana have been thinking about adopting firstly and later when work spreads out Britt's gonna take some time off and have it then."

"Oh."

Quinn pointed to the table, "where's that go?" She asked raising an eyebrow.

Finn looked at the plate he had left sitting there. He noticed all of the other plates and dishes were moved to the sink and rinsed off, which meant Quinn had intentionally left his there to scold him or something.

"The sink." Finn said grabbing it and taking it over before rinsing it off, "I'm sorry, mommy."

Finn turned around just in time to see Quinn roll her eyes, she gave him a playful smile, "that's my little boy!"

Finn laughed before he looked around, "we have a small apartment."

Quinn frowned, "so, we're a small family...it's a step up from our other one."

Finn shook his head, "no, it's not a bad thing...I just mean how are we going to fit everyone here, the table is only meant for four people?"

Quinn shook her head, "no, honey, the table folds out." She explained stepping over and unfolding two of the edges, making it longer. "It seats about ten people."

Finn nodded, "it makes our kitchen look smaller."

Quinn lightly slapped his shoulder, "shut up!" She laughed.

"Well," Finn shrugged, "there's you, me, Puck, Clarissa, Kurt, Blaine, Santana, Brittany, my mom, and Burt."

"Yes, and that's ten people."

"Are you forgetting about Kit, Drew and Chaz?"

"No," Quinn shook her head, "Kitrina, Drew, Chaz and the other kids will be at the kid table," She pointed to a shorter table folded behind the couch in the living room. "We're gonna set up right here." Quinn pointed down showing it was going where they were standing now, a few feet away from the other table, "so you or I can still help Drew if it's needed."

"Okay," Finn nodded, "wait, did you say other kids?"

"Yes," Quinn laughed, "Ashlee and Gordon."

"Who?" Finn literally couldn't keep up with all of this information, he had missed so much.

"Kurt and Blaine's twins...they had a surrogate." She patted his cheek gently when his face fell into a frown, "I know baby." She whispered.

Finn pulled her in for a hug, she wrapped her arms around his back, and he held her tightly, "I've missed so much." He mumbled.

Quinn squeezed him tighter, "I love you." She whispered.

And yeah, it didn't solve everything or make everything greater again, but in that moment, it was really all he needed.

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