A/N: Sorry this took me so long. Finchel is REUNITED. *sings*...and it feels so good.

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Chapter Twenty One

Rachel bit the inside of her cheek nervously as she waited for Finn at the airport. She was so caught up in her thoughts of all the ways she was going to take Finn after she got him into their room she missed him walking right up to her. But she felt him though, she looked up and couldn't help but jump into his arms. His face had a permanent smile.

"I missed you so much!" Rachel exclaimed and wrapped her legs around his waist and he brought his lips to hers, crashing them on top of hers. They kissed and she finally felt whole again. He had been missing her so much it was ridiculous. He got hard almost as soon as he saw her.

"I missed you too. God it's so good to have you in my arms." Finn growled and winced as he saw the flashing behind her.

"Finn!" they yelled, "Finn! How long are you in town?" They shouted. The paparazzi was in Lima? Why was this happening. "Finn! Rachel! Tell us what you're doing."

Rachel dropped her legs and Finn escorted her towards the escalator. "No comment."

"Aren't you married Rachel?" One asked.

"Where is Jesse, Rachel?" Another mocked.

"Do you like Berry or St. James better?" Another stuck his microphone in her face.

Rachel turned and grinned, "I'm actually divorced, Berry would be fine. Since that is my legal last name."

Finn couldn't help but laugh, "You heard the woman, Rachel Berry. Divorcee. Tell your friends."

"Rachel Berry. Divorcee. Tell your friends." Finn and Rachel watched themselves on screen in the hotel room and Finn cringed.

"In retrospect, that wasn't the best choice of words." Finn chuckled and Rachel kicked off her heels.

"Finn, I don't care anymore. I know your publicist isn't happy about it. But, I am just happy. I feel like we're finally out of the woods." Rachel sighed happily, straddling his lap.

"Well, Rachel Berry. Divorcee." He teased, "You know, being with me means there will be many more evil men with cameras. And many more evil stories."

"I don't care." Rachel kissed his cheek, then his forehead, "As long as I'm with you. That is all I care about."

Finn hugged her tighter, "Shit, I've missed you. God, I almost forgot how small you are. You're like, tiny."

Rachel laughed, "Well that is only cause you're a giant. Did you grow?"

"I never want to go that long without seeing you again." Finn tells her as she gets up from his lap, unbuttoning her jeans.

"I've had enough of all this talk. I've heard your voice way too much these last three weeks. You know what I haven't had enough of?" Rachel asked with a raised eyebrow and Finn unbuttoned his jeans as well.

He pointed to his boxers, "This guy?"

Rachel nodded and slipped off her jeans and took off her shirt. Finn followed her lead quickly, resting his hands on her waist and pulling her on top of him, scooting backwards on the bed before rolling over her.

"I want to kiss you all over, I want to fuck you against a wall." Finn started. "I want to bend you over, and take you from behind… But right now," Finn breathed into her ear, "I just want to make love to you."

Rachel felt herself grow even more wet then she was before, "Then do it." Rachel pleaded and unhooked her bra, and let him take off her panties, kissing down her as he did.

Rachel curled her toes and reached her foot up to his waist band to push the boxers down slowly. Finn was impressed by her skills. "God, I want you." He growled as he slipped out of his boxers and let them slid to the floor before crawling on top of her.

Her hovered for a moment over her, staring into her chocolate eyes, being with her made him feel like he was home. Rachel reached down and caressed him softly and he almost came on the spot, it had been way to long since he felt her touch. She tugged him towards her and he obeyed, finding his way inside of her. She sighed out and Finn could tell being with him was like home for her too.

Fuck, it felt good to be inside her. He couldn't handle how awesome it was. He was having trouble focusing on anything. She grabbed at his hair, pulling on it as he thrust. He went from slow, calm thrusts to heavy intense ones and pushed deep inside her until her eyes rolled back. Finn grinned down at her as she bit the inside of her lip. He saw her reach down between them to let herself come faster. She could read him so well, she knew he couldn't last much longer. And the faces she was making weren't helping his cause.

"God, Finn." Rachel moaned, and that was all he needed to throw him over the edge. In moments he was gyrating above her with pleasure.

Finn toppled over and she rolled over with him, not wanting to be apart from him, "Shit, Rach."

"Yeah…" She breathed out, her chest heaving against his. "That was…"

"Like coming home." Finn told her.

Rachel nodded, giggled and looked up at him, "I love you, but I'm pretty sure you just called my vagina 'home'."

"Hey," Finn chuckled, "If he were to pick a home, it would be there." He pointed to his lower self.

"You're nasty."

"You love it." Finn kissed her forehead and then her nose and brought his lips down to hers. "I missed you so much."

Rachel nodded before bringing their lips back together, deeping the kiss, wanting more of him. The parts of him that she'd missed over the last three weeks. Before she could get much more she started laughing suddenly, "What just happened?" Finn chuckled at her.

"You said 'Tell your friends'." She said between spasms of laughter. That contagious laughter that had Finn laughing so hard too.

Finn scrunched up his nose, laughing so hard he had a tear spill from the corner of his eye, "Yep, I really did."

"I. Can't. B-Believe. You. Said. T-t-that." Rachel cried through her rolling giggles.

Finn's stomach was starting to hurt he was laughing so hard, "I've always been good with words." He teased. This drew out a whole new round of sounds. She squealed and moaned and pounded his chest. She couldn't contain herself. She then tried to sit up but collapsed on top of him from another fit of laughter.

"Tell your friends. I'm going to put that on our wedding invitations." Finn chuckled looking at the petite girls going insane in his arms.

This comment, though, sobered her. "What did you just say?"

Finn nudged her, "I wouldn't really put that on there, that's tacky." Finn laughed.

"I mean, wedding invitations? Why would we need those?" Rachel asked wiping away the tears that had formed from the fit of laughter from earlier.

"Well, I mean, not tomorrow. Shit, you just got weird for no reason." Finn noted on her, looking at her with furrowed, and confused eyes. "I just meant, someday." Why was she acting so weird.

"Finn…" Rachel whispered, "I d-on"

"Stop acting like I just proposed, crazy!" Finn cut her off quickly, uncomfortable and awkward.

"I'm not. I just have to tell you something." Rachel said sliding off of him and wrapping herself in a sheet and leaving him uncovered. He sat up and slid on his boxers awkwardly before turning back to her.

"Okay, you are really freaking me out." Finn told her honestly.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to ruin… everything." Rachel told him and looked down, brushing the hair out of her face and looking back up through her lashes at Finn. "I ju-just, we can't have a wedding or anything."

"I said, 'not today'." Finn reminded her.

"No." Rachel blurted out, he wasn't understanding, "Not ever. I can't ever get married again."

"What? Why? I thought you said Jesse signed-" Finn was thoroughly confused at this point.

"I know, but I just, I never want to, I just don't want to."

"SPIT IT OUT!" Finn growled so loud that she jumped backwards.

She closed her eyes, sighed and composed herself, "I don't want to get married, again. Okay?"

Finn's mouth dropped, "Not even to me?" Finn whispered.

"Well, obviously if I did it would be to you." Rachel told him, "But, I just don't want to at all. I just don't necessarily believe in it."

"What are you even talking about 'don't believe in it'? Is it a religion?" Finn spit quickly, standing up and grabbing his bag, opening it in frustration.

"Stop that." Rachel said in a hushed voice, "Stop acting like I'm stupid."

Finn shook his head and turned towards her, "You know that's not what I'm doing. I'm not Jesse. I would never treat you like you were stupid." Finn argues, "I just don't know why you don't want to be binded to me in every way."

"Because," Rachel breathed out, "I already did that. And it didn't work, and I just don't think it's a good idea. If we're faithful and loyal to each other why does it matter if there is a slip of paper involved? Who does that help?"

"What about our kids? We'll have one 'Berry' and one 'Hudson'? Don't you want for us all to have the same name?" Finn yelled.

"This isn't fair. You can't throw metaphorical kids in the mix." Rachel spit back.

"I'm just saying, you're not thinking this through. And how is this fair to me?" Finn frowned. "You got married, it didn't work. But, what about me? And my Mom? And Kurt? You're going to take away a big extravagant Jewish wedding away from Kurt? He's going to murder you in your sleep for that."

Rachel breathed inwards, and then outwards quickly, quietly, sadly, she closed her eyes and thought about the future, "Finn…" She sighed, "Finn, baby, come here." She pleaded. He didn't budge, looking through his bag, like a lunatic. He looked crazed. It really freaked her out.

"Baby?" She asked again, a little louder, a little more desperate.

"I'm busy, Rachel." He said back, his voice was cold. She had done that to him, in seconds. Her heart sank. She stood, quickly, walking over to him, grabbing his arm and his motion stopped. He looked up at her. "I am looking for something." He told her, "Let go of me." He wouldn't move with her touching him, she knew this. "Rachel, please let go of me. I'm upset." He finally admitted, as if that wasn't obvious.

She nodded and released her grip and he continued to search like a mad man for this supposed object. She walked slowly back to the bed and sat on the edge, looking down at her manicured toes awkwardly.

"aha!" Finn shouted holding up a small bag. "I got this for you." Finn said sitting next to her and handing it to her, "As like, a housewarming or whatever." Finn shrugged.

She grabbed the bag and smiled up at him before reaching in, it was a package of seeds, "What's this?"

"I got all this stuff for a window seal garden." Finn told her, "It's at home, ready for you to set it up. I thought it might make you feel good. I noticed when we were at your old place there was a garden in back and-"

Rachel's lips cut Finn off, "Thank you." She whispered into his mouth before kissing him harder.

He kissed her back for a moment before distancing himself, "Still not happy with you." Finn told her.

"Well, I just, I don't know what's going to happen in the future. I just want to be with you now." Rachel told him, "I fully intend and believe that we'll be together forever. I really do. And, I want to have little kids with you, Finn. I want to have little Hudson's running around my house. I do. But, I can't promise you, or lie to you and tell you I'm not scarred by this." Rachel admitted. "Going through this with Jesse would have been unbearable if it weren't for you. And the idea of going through that with you… just thinking about it hurts."

Finn relented, he knew she had just been to hell and back and he was fighting with her about metaphorical kids and fucking marriage certificates, "I know, Rach. I know it's been tough for you. Finding you was like the best thing that ever happened to me though. So, I guess I just get… excited. About our future."

Rachel nodded, "Well, I want you to be. And I can't promise that I'll open up to the idea of marriage soon, but I also can't promise I'll always be against it…" Rachel whispered, "But right now, today, I just, I can't think about it."

Finn nodded, "But, you're still coming to LA. Still moving in with me?"

Rachel smiled at his adorable insecurity, "That's not even a question. Of course. I can never be away from you like that again."

Finn pulled her into him, surrounding her with him. It felt good to have her in his arms, "I love you." Finn whispered, "Just remember, Rach. I'm not Jesse." He tried to slip it in, he didn't want to be awkward, but he felt the need to continually remind her.

"You're right, you're so much more." Rachel told him. They laid back down, wrapped in one another once more. Enjoying casual conversation, which was a nice change of pace from the bomb they had just dropped on one another.

"Okay, what's your favorite Beatles song?" Rachel asked as she traced circles on his neck, giving him chills.

Finn laughed, "I have a new game, you guess. And I'll guess yours."

Rachel nodded, "I like that… Strawberry Fields Forever?" She asked hopefully.

"Damn girl. You know me too well. And you're I Wanna Hold Your Hand?"

"Nope!" Rachel grinned, "Either Something or I've Just Seen a Face."

"I've just seen a face, I can't forget the time or place where we just met. She's just the girl for me and I want all the world to see we've met. Ooooh Oooooh Oooooh Oh Oh Oh." Finn sang with a grin.

"God, that voice."

"Meh, I'm no Rachel Berry." Finn told her, kissing her neck lightly.

"No, you're not. You're different. Perfect. You know, I bet our voices would go really well together." Rachel told him.

"Of course they would, everything else goes together on us. Why wouldn't that?" Finn told her, bringing his mouth and tongue to trace her collar bone.

"Favorite animal."

"A dinosaur." Finn breathes onto her skin.

Rachel shivers at the sensation, "h-hey" she falters, "I'm supposed to answer, you're supposed to tell me my favorite."

"Oh yeah." Finn laughed, licking his lips, "I forgot my own game. Your favorite animal is a white tiger."

"That is so random, Finn Hudson." She laughed and brought her nails down his back and tickled him softly, "But totally right."

"God damn, I'm good."

"Okay, what's my favorite…" She paused to enjoy him sucking on a pressure point, "band."

"Four Play." Finn laughed against her skin. "Mine?"

"Journey." Rachel answered quickly, though it was cheap. He had told her that before.

He slid his hand down her body, tickling her stomach and Rachel dug her nails into his flesh in response, out of pure want.

"What is my go-to shower song?" Rachel breathed.

"That one is easy!" Finn laughed, tickling her belly button and bringing his hand lower, "Defying Gravity."

"O-O-Okay." She mumbled, "Yours would have to be… uh, Oh God. Uh."

Finn grinned against her skin, "Focus," His hot breath irritating her skin, "What is it, you know it?" His hand mingled above her folds, not going to where she wanted it, teasing her and loving it.

"Uh- I can't rem-remember." She admitted.

"I'll give you the best orgasm you've ever had if you tell me." He said as he traced her lips softly.

"I Can't Fight This Feeling." She shouted in excitement.

"See, you just needed a little motivation." Finn laughed before bringing his lips to hers, pushing his tongue to taste her, letting their tongues dance before plunging his middle finger inside her and letting his thumb roam her.

Rachel moaned into his mouth and he worked her more, harder, better. She broke the kiss to lean her head back in pleasure, clawing his skin, pulling his hair, coming undone in his arms. Screaming his name over and over until, "Finn, God, Finn. Don't ever st-" Her words stopped as her walls caved in on his fingers and she came undone and back together, burying her face in his neck.

"Wow, my baby know what he's doing." She tells him.

Finn laughed lightly, "Yeah I do." He nipped softly at her neck as she went completely limp in his arms. He decided to let it all go, and just be with her now. That's what they both needed.

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