"I can't believe all of the things that have happened in the last four days," Rachel told Finn as she brushed her teeth.

Finn stopped packing his bag and walked to the bathroom door, crossing his arms over his bare chest and watching her. "You're pretty happy with yourself, aren't you?"

Rachel spit toothpaste into the sink and smiled at him in the mirror. "Maybe."

"You do realize that you didn't have anything to do with our friends pairing up the way you wanted them to, right?"

Rachel rinsed her mouth out and turned off the water. "I did too."

"Oh yeah? How so?"

Rachel dried her hands off on a towel and turned around to face him. "Seeing me so happy and in love is obviously what made everyone else want to be happy and in love."

Finn snorted. "Really, Rach?" he said, laughing.

"Well, maybe not," she admitted. She walked to him and wrapped her arms around his waist. "But can't I pretend?"

Finn uncrossed his arms and put them around her, kissing her on the forehead. "You can believe whatever you want," he told her, smiling.

"Then that's what I believe," she told him, resting her head on his chest. "I don't want to leave," she said after a moment.

"I don't either," he said, his arms tightening around her.

"I don't want this summer to end." She looked up at him. "I can't believe that I, Rachel Berry, am saying that."

Finn pushed her hair from her face. "I can't believe you're saying that either."

"I won't have you around all day. That makes me sad."

"We'll be with each other quite a bit. Remember how we had so many classes together last year? We'll have classes together this year, too. And then we'll have lunch together and Glee together and after our practices we'll be together."

Rachel smiled up at him. "What if that's not enough?" she asked.

Finn chuckled. "I love you," he told her softly.

Rachel sighed. "That doesn't answer my question," she told him. "I love that you love me, though," she told him.

"I've loved you since I met you, Rach, but it's different now." He bent his head to kiss her lightly. "I don't think I really understood how I felt in the beginning." He looked at her, the corners of his mouth turning up slightly. "I do now."

"Yeah?" she asked him, her eyes on his lips. "It's the same for me."

"Really?" he asked, and she looked up to find his eyes with hers.

"What?"

"You just always seemed…so sure," he told her. "It scared me a little."

"I have that effect on people at times," Rachel said.

Finn lifted her, smiling. "You didn't scare me. The way you felt scared me."

"Does that make any sense?" she asked him.

Sitting her down, he shrugged. "It does to me. You've always seemed to care so much, to love so fiercely. I've never been like that. I've always been more of a halfway guy."

"Oh, I see what you're saying," she told him. "Yeah, I guess maybe I did come on a little strong." She frowned.

Finn took her face in his hands. "No, Rachel, you didn't. It was always me and how I felt. I never felt like I measured up to you, that I was always falling short in my feelings."

"So you didn't love me as much as I loved you," Rachel said quietly. "I get it."

Finn sighed, frustrated. "That's not what I'm saying at all," he told her. "I loved you. I've always loved you. But I wasn't sure enough of myself to give my heart completely and totally. And now that I can…it makes things completely different."

"How?"

"I know who I am now. I'm happy with myself. And since I'm happy with myself, I can be finally be happy with you." He looked at her. "And I am, Rachel. I'm the happiest I've ever been."

Rachel smiled at him. "Even with all of my crazy?"

Finn laughed, holding her again. "You're not really crazy, babe. You're just driven. Passionate."

"Mmm hmm," Rachel murmured, rubbing his arms with her hands. "I'm going to miss being with you like this, though. I love being able to hold you and kiss you."

"This isn't going to change," he told her. He leaned down, kissing her, his tongue caressing hers. Lifting his head he said, "I'm just hoping I can keep my hands off of you while we're at school."

Rachel groaned. "I don't want to have to keep my hands off of you," she told him.

"These are the things I like to hear," Finn told her, grinning. "These are also the things that make it hard for me to keep my hands off of you."

Rachel looked around their bedroom, then leaned closer to him to whisper, "I don't think anyone in here would care if you had your hands on me."

Finn looked around. "You think it's safe?"

"I think it probably is," she told him.

"And would the lady object?"

Rachel stood on her tip toes and kissed him hard. "The lady is completely fine with it," she told him.

Finn didn't need to be told twice. Quickly pulling the dress she wore over her head, his large hands ran over her body. "Wait," she said and he raised his head from her chest, looking at her incredulously.

"Seriously?"

"Is the door locked?" she asked him.

' "Yeah," he told her, smiling.

"Well then, sir, feel free to continue."

Finn fumbled with the clasp on her bra and removed it, pausing to take a steadying breath. Her body made him crazy. "What's wrong?" Rachel asked.

Finn shook his head, his mouth crashing down on hers. Rachel strained against him, threading her fingers through his hair. They managed to get to the bed and he laid her down gently, settling on top of her. Raising his head, he looked at her. In the warm glow of the sunlight from their bedroom window her full lips looked incredibly red. Finn traced them with his thumb. "I love your mouth," he told her.

Rachel smiled. Finn lowered his head slowly, his eyes closing as his lips touched hers. Rachel wrapped her arms around him, her arms running over the muscles in his back. Breaking away from the kiss, she asked him, "Can I be on top?"

Finn, still dazed from the kiss, nodded slowly and rolled over. Rachel was determined to explore his body the way he had hers. She straddled him and he arched towards her, the bulge in his pants rubbing against her. Gasping, Rachel looked at him. "No fair," she told him. "Behave."

Finn smiled, nodding. Rachel leaned over and kissed his chest, flicking her tongue over his flat nipples. She kissed his ribs, her lips trailing lower. "We need to lose the pants," she said against the skin right above his jeans. She rose and Finn quickly shed his jeans and boxers. While he was doing that, Rachel got rid of her underwear as well. Straddling him again, she smiled as she slid over him. "Now," Finn said desperately, reaching for her hips.

"No," Rachel told him, scooting back a little bit. "Not yet."

"Rachel," he groaned.

Rachel's mouth found his stomach again and she moved lower. Looking into his eyes, Rachel took him into her hands, lovingly caressing him. Finn dropped his head back onto the bed, moaning. Bending down, Rachel took him in her mouth. Finn's head shot back up and he almost came off of the bed. "Jesus Christ, Rachel!" he said.

Smiling, Rachel stroked him as her mouth moved on him. Finn's breathing became shakier as his hands tangled in her hair. When he felt close to the edge he grabbed her, roughly pulling her up and under him, thrusting into her. Rachel cried out, moving with him. Putting his hand between them, he quickly coaxed her to the edge, falling over with her.

"You…I…What…" Finn said, gasping for breath.

Rachel leaned her head over him. "Was that okay?"

"Okay?" he croaked. "My God, Rach, I thought I was going to die. In a good way," he finished quickly.

Rachel laughed, kissing him. "I've wanted to try that," she told him.

"Really?"

"Yes, really." She laid her head down on his chest. "You knew what I taste like. I wanted to know what you taste like."

Finn closed his eyes and for the thousandth time that weekend he thanked the Lord Rachel was his. "I'm okay with that," he told her. "Very, very okay with that."

Rachel chuckled. "I figured you would be."

"Hey!" they heard as someone knocked on their door. "We're all getting ready to leave!"

Finn groaned and Rachel yelled, "Coming!"

"Do we have to?" he asked her.

Rachel sighed. "Sadly, yes." She got up and walked into the bathroom, getting cleaned up. Finn soon joined her, still pouting. "You're so cute," she said, laughing.

"I stripped the bed," he told her.

"Okay, good. We have to take all of the bedclothes down to the laundry room and throw them in."

"What else do we need to do?"

"Are our bags packed?"

Finn nodded. "They are. I just finished putting the last few things in yours."

Rachel leaned against the sink. "I guess it's really time to leave," she said, frowning.

"This isn't the end, babe," he told her, walking over and putting his arms around her. "This is just the beginning of something else."

"Something better," she said with a smile.

"Something better," he agreed.

They walked back into the bedroom and grabbed their things; Finn carried the bags and Rachel carried the bedclothes. "I'll meet you out front," she told him. Finn nodded and she walked to the laundry room. Adding her bedclothes to the machine, she turned around to find Lauren behind her. "Hey," she said, smiling.

"What's up, Berry?" the other woman said, adding her own bedclothes.

"Tomorrow's the big day?"

Lauren nodded. "Yeah, I see the doctor tomorrow."

Rachel hugged her, feeling Lauren tense before she returned the hug. "Thanks," Lauren said. "I think I needed that."

"You're welcome," Rachel said, smiling. "Is everyone else ready?"

Lauren shrugged. "I think so. There's so many of us I can never tell."

"That's true," Rachel said.

They walked together through the house. Rachel really was sad about leaving. Knowing that she'd be coming back every summer helped a little though. They met their friends at the front of the house. "Okay, is everyone here?" Quinn asked as Finn put his arms around Rachel. "Blaine has something to say."

Blaine squeezed Kurt's hand, and then walked up to stand beside Quinn. "First of all, I just wanted to say that I'm really glad you guys were so accepting of me. It means a lot to me to know that I won't be starting a new school alone." He winked at Kurt. "Secondly, I've talked to some of you, but not all. We're planning a trip to King's Island next weekend. I have enough free passes for everyone. I'll let you all know the details Friday, but I do know it will be an all day trip. I hope you can all come." Everyone nodded.

"I have a Motocross competition the next weekend," Brittany told them all. "It would be really cool if you guys could all come watch me."

"So let me get this straight," Mercedes said, turning around to face the group. "We're going to spend pretty much every weekend together?" Most of her friends shrugged or nodded. A huge smile spread across Mercedes face. "I'm cool with that." Everyone laughed.

"I guess this is it," Quinn said. "I'm really glad that you guys came. I didn't know if anyone would."

Everyone said good-bye and hugged Quinn and each other. "Okay, okay, enough," Puck said after a few minutes. "I'm going to see you assholes in two days."

Rachel laughed, hugging him. "See you in school, Noah."

Puck hugged her back, and then gave Finn a high five, bumping shoulders with him. "We'll see you Friday," Finn told him.

After everyone had left but Finn, Rachel, Sam and Quinn, Rachel hugged the other woman. "I'm glad you invited us," she told her friend. "This has been an amazing few days."

Quinn nodded, smiling. "I'm glad you guys are okay and that things worked out." She looked over to where Finn and Sam were talking. "For everyone."

"This is going to be a good year," Rachel told her. Finn looked over at her and winked. "A really good year."

Finn walked over. "You ready, babe?" Rachel nodded. "Thanks, Quinn, for everything." Quinn nodded. "See you later, Sam."

Finn helped Rachel into his truck and then got in. Driving away from the lake house, "Honey Bee" came on the radio and Finn started signing along. Rachel smiled and took his hand, putting her head on his shoulder.

This really had been the best weekend ever.