DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN GLEE OR ITS CHARACTERS

14. Why Do You Want Me Now?

Finn settles down on the couch, kicking his feet up on the coffee table. He was so exhausted after practice today that he could barely make it through a three minute shower. He knows that Rachel will be home soon from rehearsal and she'll be equally as tired considering she's been working her ass off for the revival of Funny Girl where she has to do A LOT of choreography.

He turns on the Knicks basketball game and drinks his sports drink as a substitute for a beer. He knows Rachel doesn't encourage him drinking either, but she said she'd rather have him have diabetes than a dried out liver.

He's about to slip into a perfect rest that is extremely needed when he hears the doorbell ring. He sluggishly gets up and walks to the intercom, pressing the button.

"Yeah, Damian," He sighs out, rubbing his eyes, to the doorman to their apartment.

"Good Evening, Mr. Hudson. We've got a Shelby Corcoran down here for you and Mrs. Hudson. Do you want me to permit her to go up?"

Shelby Corcoran? Who the hell…

Suddenly Finn's eyes are wide open and he's staring at the gild intercom as if he could already see her.

Shelby Corcoran is Rachel's birth mom. The one that gave her up for adoption.

Should he send her up?

He can't really just say no, can he?

What would Rachel want?

"Mr. Hudson?" Damian's voice interrupts.

Finn rubs his hand over his face, "Send her up."

-glee-

She looks exactly like Rachel. Like, exactly like her. Or maybe it would be that Rachel looks exactly like Shelby Corcoran. Yeah, that'd be politically correct. Whatever, it's still creepy and he can't help but wonder if this is what Rachel will look like when she's forty years old.

That's kind of hot…

Whoa! That's really inappropriate Finn.

"So, um, what makes you stop by?" Finn asks, breaking the awkward silence.

"Just wanted to… I just wanted to see Rachel. How she's doing."

"Kind of late for that, don't you think?" Finn replies bitterly. "You can't just show up twenty seven years later and expect her to be okay with catching up with you."

"I don't expect that. However I do wish that it could be that easy. Do you know what happened with me when I was pregnant with Rachel?"

Finn purses his lips and nods his head, "Sort of."

"Okay, well let me inform you on how this story went down. I had the world at my feet and then all of a sudden I was pregnant. It ruined my dreams of becoming a Broadway legend, so I couldn't keep it. I was selfish. And then this nice gay guy had put an ad about how he was looking for a child to adopt and I called him up. He was willing to do an open adoption but I… I didn't want that. I wanted money."

"That's so selfish," He glares, "Rachel is such an amazing person and she's been so, so broken about her mother not wanting her. Did you even think of how much it'd affect her?"

Shelby purses her lips, realizing that she shouldn't have just come straight over. She should have known that this would be too sensitive for Rachel and whoever this boy she lives with is.

"I'm so sorry. I really shouldn't have come," She stands up quickly.

Finn doesn't object and he watches her hastily try to leave the apartment, going to the front door and flinging it open.

Instead of an empty hallway, Rachel Hudson stood with her key midair and her mouth in the perfect shape of an "o".

"Rachel."

-glee-

"Rachel," Shelby breathes out.

Rachel looks at the older woman who seems to be identical to herself with her jaw dropped open.

"Finny," Rachel asks in a sad voice. "W-What's going on here?"

"You're beautiful," Shelby gasps. "You are so, so beautiful."

Rachel closes her mouth and looks at the woman.

"Who are you?"

"Rachel," Finn sighs.

"What is she doing here?" Rachel repeats harshly, trying to ignore the fact that this woman is here.

Finn presses his lips together and squeezes his eyes shut. This is not good. Rachel really doesn't need this right now.

"Shelby Corcoran."

He watches Rachel's eyes widen again, this time with tears welling up. He's tempted to just push past Shelby and cradle his wife whom he loves so, so much and keep her safe from this monster.

"I really shouldn't have come. I'm so sorry," Shelby chokes out through her tears and takes off down the hallway, leaving Rachel in the doorway.

"Rach," Finn breathes out. "Oh god, I am so sorry baby."

He takes a step closer to her and is about to wrap his strong arms around her, but she backs away from him.

"D-Don't," She warns and walks past him into the apartment and down the hall to the bedroom.

He face palms himself when he hears the faint sound of a door shutting and a little click signaling she's locked herself in. Shutting the front door behind him, he follows after her.

"Rachel."

-glee-

Here Rachel sits on the floor at the foot of the bed in her silky champagne nightie. The one that Finn had bought her for Valentine's Day last year; it skirts out and ends just above her knees. It always made her feel like a princess, which is silly because she's a twenty five year old woman.

She doesn't know why she wore it tonight. Tonight should be one of those nights that she should want to wear Finn's old Ohio State sweatshirt and a pair of pink flannel pajama pants so she could curl up and get comfy to cry her eyes out.

However that is not the case. She doesn't know what to do or how to act.

So she put on this nightie and sat down on the floor at the foot of the bed, staring off into space, ignoring Finn's pleads to let him in.

She's broken. She's broken into a million little pieces and she doesn't know if she's ever going to be able to fix herself up again. Shelby Corcoran had left her at birth. When she was twelve, after her dad had married Noah's daddy, he told her the story of how he adopted her as a baby.

It took two and a half years of counseling to fix herself from that.

When she was fifteen she set out to find her mother, and she did. Shelby was successful on Broadway, a very prestigious producer. Rachel begged her fathers to take her to see her but as soon as they contacted her, Shelby had changed numbers and locations.

When Rachel would look her up again, nothing came up for Shelby Corcoran.

She didn't want her. It's not like she couldn't deal with her, or manage to get by taking care of her. It was simple; Shelby Corcoran didn't want Rachel Berry.

So Rachel had accepted that and moved on with her life. They move to Lima and she met Finn and all of her amazing best friends. She didn't need anything more in her life and she was okay with it. After all, Finn surmounts to so much more than her abandoning mother.

Her and Finn get married and get a nice apartment; life is good.

So why the hell did Shelby have to come in and screw it all up?

And why did she leave as soon as she saw her?

Oh yeah. She doesn't want her.

-glee-

Finn sticks a bobby pin into the bedroom door lock, thankful that it's a push lock, and smiles in satisfaction when he hears the door unlock.

That smile vanishes when he sees his beautiful wife sitting on the floor at the foot of the bed with the saddest expression ever. She looks so… gone or broken.

He crouches down next to her and reaches to hold her hand. She doesn't curl her fingers, but he still holds her hand.

"Do you want to talk about what happened?" He asks her.

"Are you suggesting we talk about feelings," She asks with slight surprise.

"Well, yeah. You know I'm not good at this stuff… But I love you and I can tell that this hurt you," He explains.

He smiles with pride when her fingers finally intertwine with his own and her head rests on his bicep.

"Why doesn't she want me? Am I not special enough? Talented or pretty enough?" She asks him in a small voice.

"Of course not. Maybe she's threatened by all your talent, beauty, and specialty," He offers.

"You have to say that. You're my husband."

"Nah, I just say that 'cause I love you."

"I wish she loved me."

Finn lets out a soft sigh, "I know. I wish she didn't leave you and didn't hurt you so much, but Rach, some people are fu-."

"Language!"

"-Jerks and they always will be. I just want you to know that Shelby is missing out on something extraordinary; you."

She smiles slightly and looks up at him.

"You're all I need," She whispers. "And you'll protect me."

"Always."

"And you'll never leave me, or hurt me, or not want me," She continues.

"Of course not," He assures her, leaning down to press his lips against her forehead. "I'm forever yours, faithfully."

-glee-

"You sure you want to do this?" Finn asks hesitantly as they enter the business building.

He's nervous when Rachel doesn't answer. She just bounds to the elevator in her nightie and red pea coat. He trails behind with his Canucks pajama pants and his Columbia winter coat. He has to take long strides to keep up with her, which is unusual because every other time she has to catch up with him.

Rachel bites her lip. She can't believe she's doing this. Actually, she can. She can't just let Shelby think that it's okay for her to walk in her life any time she feels like doing so. She can't do that to her!

Rachel doesn't even knock on the glass door, she just bursts through and she glares at her mother who looks extremely shocked.

"Shelby, I need to have a word with you," Rachel says tightly.

Shelby motions for the two to sit down and looks hesitantly at her furious daughter.

"Rachel, I'm so sorry I-."

"No," Rachel interrupts. "Shelby, I will be the one speaking and as soon as I'm done, you will agree and I'll leave."

Shelby nods her head, knowing that the stubbornness trait Rachel carries is from her.

"My whole life I wondered who you were and that screwed me up. It still screws me up and I hate that you left me and I hate that you never wanted me. I always wanted you to take me back or try to have a relationship with me. Why do you want me now? I am twenty five years old and I'm successful and in love. I have a husband and he has a great career and I have my great career and we have a lovely apartment and a dog who is our baby.

"I don't want you just trotting in and trying to start a relationship. You may be my mother, but you will never be my mom. You weren't there for me when I got my first bra, or had started menstruating, when I graduated, my opening night, my wedding day. You won't be there when other important things happen. I don't want you to know me or my husband, or our kids when we decide to have them.

"I've been abandoned and used by too many people in my life to let you double up on that list. I'm sorry that you're missing out on something special. You're missing out on me, Rachel Hudson and that was the choice you made when you gave me up.

"Do you understand, Shelby? Don't contact me or any of my family members, please give me that much."

Shelby looks at her with tears in her eyes, "I really wanted to fix things, Rachel. I really did. I just couldn't. But I understand. I would do the same if I were you. I promise to leave you alone. But if you ever want to reach out to me, then you can. Any time. I'll be waiting."

-glee-

"I'm so, so proud of you," Finn murmurs against her wet, hot cheek, kissing away her tears.

"I am too… So why does this h-hurt s-so bad?" She weeps.

"Because you were so strong and you finally need to let it out," He kisses her sweetly with each word.

"Y-You really are a g-great husband," She cries.

"Thanks. Wouldn't be able to do it with anyone else."

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So yeah, I know that a lot of people do it so Shelby and Rachel become close again, but I can't do that. I just don't see that happening and I don't see Finn letting this happen. Here's the unpopular twist in the story.

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