I would just like to thank you all for your patience. I always want to write but sometimes life doesn't work with me and I get delayed. But I have the next chapter. A healthy dose of fluff and another milestone for our favorite couple. Enjoy!

She could hear the beeping and smell the sterility of the environment before she actually saw where she was. The material covering her body was stiff and scratchy on her skin and the bed she was lying on was highly uncomfortable. When she did finally open her eyes the light overhead was bright, the white walls blinding, exacerbating the headache she had. She could hear muted conversation behind the blue curtain blocking her view and it sounded like an argument being had. The voices were familiar and when she sat up and saw the shoes on the other side, she knew why. Her fathers were behind the curtain and from what she could make out, they were arguing about Finn.

"Dads?"

The curtain flew back and her fathers, both looking extremely relieved, rushed to her side and each took a hand in theirs. "Sweetheart, how are you feeling?"

"A little headache, but otherwise fine. What happened?" Hiram felt her head and she winced at the contact. "Ow."

"You fainted at your party and hit your head on a chair on the way down."

She glanced down at her belly in a panic, tears springing to her eyes. "The baby…"

"He's fine. The doctor said he's healthy and he never even got close to being hurt. Finn caught you before you hit the floor, but you smacked your head pretty hard. You've been out for a few hours. You have a bump on the head and a slight concussion, but the doctors said you'll be okay. They want to keep you overnight to monitor your head just in case."

"I don't…I don't understand. Why did I faint?"

"When you stood up too fast your blood pressure dropped causing you to pass out and your blood sugar was extremely low."

Leroy pointed to her IV bag. "They've been bringing your blood sugar and hydration levels back up slowly."

Rachel nodded along then realized what was missing. "Where's Finn?" Her fathers shared an uneasy glance. "I want to see Finn. He must be so worried."

"Only two visitors are allowed in at one time."

"Then could one of you leave for a little while so I can talk to him, please." She felt bad asking them to leave but she needed to see Finn. She needed to know what happened.

"Rachel, only immediate family members are allowed in at this time of day."

"Finn is an immediate family member."

Leroy shook his head. "Sweetheart, Finn is not considered immediate family. You aren't married-"

"But he's my fiancé and my baby's father. He has a right to see us."

"Hospital policy says otherwise."

Rachel started kicking her blankets off. "Then I'll go out to see him."

Her Daddy held her back and tucked her into bed again to keep her warm. "Rachel, you can't leave. You have a head injury."

"I have to see Finn."

"Rachel, you need rest. All this stress isn't good for the baby."

"And to be honest," Hiram cut in, "we don't think it's a good idea for you to see Finn. He's the cause of all of this."

"Hiram…"

"No, Leroy, he is. If he wasn't in Rachel's life, she wouldn't be in the hospital right now."

"I'm in the hospital because of low blood pressure, not Finn."

"You have low blood pressure because you're pregnant with his child. You fainted because his wife crashed your birthday party. Did you know he was married when you accepted his proposal? Before you slept with him? Were you ever going to tell us he was already married?"

Rachel rolled her eyes at his dramatic rant. "Papa, you aren't the one even engaged to him."

"No, but you are, and you're my daughter and I love you and want what's best for you. I'm not so sure Finn is what's best for you."

"Papa, Finn is a good man and he loves me and our son. He's made some mistakes but all of us have. I'm an adult capable of making my own decisions and Finn is my choice. You can't tell me what is or is not best for me. Only I can decide that. Now will you please let me see Finn? He's probably worried sick."

Leroy put his hand on Hiram's shoulder. "Hiram, Finn has a right to see her."

"The hospital says-"

"Hiram," Leroy replied sternly, "I don't care what the hospital says. Finn is her fiancé and her child's father. He has every right to be here."

Hiram nodded and turned away. "Fine." He walked through the curtain and out of the room in a huff leaving Rachel and Leroy alone.

"Why is he so upset? I'm the one in the hospital and I'm not even that upset."

"He's worried about you. He's upset that your life was put in danger and he's looking for somewhere to put his anger. Finn is easiest."

"It isn't Finn's fault. It was an accident. It could have happened anytime, anywhere. And what if Finn hadn't been there to catch me? I could have been seriously injured or seriously injured the baby. Papa needs to relax and understand that."

"He will. Just give him some time to blow off some steam." Leroy pressed a kiss to Rachel's forehead. "I'll go get Finn for you."

"Thank you, Daddy." She pressed a kiss to his cheek and Leroy smiled down at her as he withdrew. He left the room and Rachel sat alone, running her hands over her belly. "I'm so sorry, Baby. I'm supposed to take care of you and I messed up, but I promise I will do better. I love you and I'm going to be the best mom to you I can be, okay? I promise."

A few moments later, the curtain flew back and a frazzled Finn rushed to her bedside. He sat on the edge of the bed, taking her hand in his and brushing his other along her cheek. "Rachel…"

"I'm okay, Finn."

"They wouldn't let me in because we aren't married. I tried finding out what was going on but no one would tell me anything."

"I know. But I'm alright and so is Baby. I just have a minor concussion."

"Well, what caused it? Why did you faint?"

"Low blood pressure. When I stood up it caused me to faint. I've been on fluids because my blood sugar was low and I was dehydrated too. But I'm okay."

Finn sighed in relief and pressed his forehead to Rachel's. "I was so worried about you." Rachel slipped her hands into his hair and pulled his lips to hers for a soft kiss.

"I'm sure I would have been too if you were in this bed and I was stuck out in the waiting room with no answers." Finn pulled back and looked at her. "We need to get married so this won't happen again." That's when the reason she passed out came back to mind. "What happened with Teagan? Did she sign?"

"Not yet. She bolted out of there pretty fast after you fainted."

Rachel huffed and leaned back into the pillows. "What is her problem? Why is she doing this to us?"

"I don't know. I know she doesn't really want me back; she didn't want me in the first place. There's something else she wants and she's using me to get it again."

"Then we need to find out her motive. Finn, we need to talk to her."

"I didn't want you near her before, I really don't want you near her now. I don't want you to end up in this hospital again because of her."

"I'm in the hospital because I stood up too fast. It's not like Teagan beat me up."

Finn looked at her seriously, no room for argument in his eyes. "Rachel, you are not talking to Teagan. I will deal with her." He placed his hand over her stomach. "You worry about taking care of yourself and our baby, I will deal with the crazy Irish banshee."

Rachel chuckled and held his hand. "I wish I could go home. I just want to curl up in bed with you and forget this all happened."

"I can see if they'll release you."

"That would be nice, but I don't think they'll let me go until the morning." She scooted to the side of the bed and patted the space next to her. "You could join me here instead."

Finn rested next to her and she turned into his body for comfort and protection. It was a tight squeeze but neither really minded as long as they had the other. Rachel felt safe and loved in his arms, a warmth descending down her body when she felt his lips touch the top of her head in a loving embrace.

"I can't wait until we're married. Then they won't be able to keep us from each other."

"I know. They're treating us like we're stupid teenagers."

Rachel tilted her head back and stared at him. "Well, to be fair, we did have unprotected sex resulting in a pregnancy when we weren't even dating while you were married to another woman without anyone knowing about it. That doesn't exactly scream mature adult."

Finn rolled his eyes. "I said we aren't stupid teenagers, not that we're perfect."

"They're just worried about us."

"They're worried about you. Your dads couldn't give a rat's ass about me."

She pushed herself up to eye Finn seriously. "That is not true. You're their future son-in-law and the father of their grandchild. Of course they care about you."

"They certainly have a funny way of showing it," Finn grumbled back. He sighed tiredly and brushed his fingers along Rachel's cheek. "You look tired, babe. You should get some rest."

Just then Rachel yawned, showing how sleepy she was actually feeling. "Perhaps…" She laid back down and the grabbed the remote of the TV to channel surf until she fell asleep. Sometime in the middle of a Golden Girls episode, Rachel's consciousness slipped into dreams. They were relatively peaceful visions despite the drama of the day, until a bang shattered her serenity and jolted her to a near heart attack.

Eyes bleary, Rachel slowly sat up to find a nurse in her room. "Sorry," she whispered, "I dropped the clipboard."

"It's okay," she waved her off. "It's so hot in here. Would it be possible to open the door for some air?"

The woman nodded. "Certainly." Once propped open, Rachel finally noticed that she was alone in bed when she had previously had a 6'3" snuggly pillow-man next to her.

"Finn?" she croaked, but when she heard the voices coming from outside, she realized he was one of them.

"What is your problem with me? I have done nothing but love your daughter and care for her since this all happened."

Then she heard her Papa. "My problem is exactly that. You are the cause of all this and we both know the only reason you're still here is because of that baby."

"I'm marrying Rachel for Christ's sake. I wouldn't marry her if I didn't love her and want to be with her. There's no rule that says I have to marry Rachel to be in my son's life."

"I think your current wife would speak otherwise about your motives for marriage."

"You don't know anything about that."

"Oh, I know I don't. Because you conveniently hid the truth from everyone, including your own family and Rachel."

"I told Rachel because I love her and didn't want to keep the truth from her anymore. She forgave me, why can't you?"

"Rachel obviously isn't thinking straight. She's a hormonal young woman in the first serious relationship of her life. She's having a baby at a vulnerable time in her life and is probably just too scared to raise her son alone to admit-"

"Admit that she wants to leave me? Trust me, if Rachel wanted out of this relationship, she would be gone. I was actually preparing for her to leave, but she stayed and gave me another chance because what we have is bigger than some mistake I made nearly ten years ago. She gets that and accepted that it happened and moved on. I love your daughter and I'm going to be here until she decides she doesn't want me around anymore. I am taking her to our home that we share because that is where she lives and where her life is now. If she has to rest that is the best place for her to do it."

"Where she'll be alone and have to fend for herself all day? That defeats the purpose of resting. And besides, she has her own bed in her room at our home where she lived long before you were ever a factor."

"She won't be alone. My family-"

"Rachel has her own family to look after her. I'm on break from school until well after her due date and I can work on my cases from home. If she comes with us-"

"She's not going to Newark. She wants to have the baby in Manhattan. I'm not going to risk her going into labor without me nearby."

"Finn-"

"Were you even going to take what I want into account or are you both going to make decisions for me?" Growing tired of their debate, Rachel wrestled out of bed and waddled her way into the hall, towing her IV stand behind her, to put an end to the argument.

Finn tried to speak first, but her Papa cut him off and stepped in front of him in a display of alpha male dominance. "Rachela, sweetheart, what are you doing out of bed? You should be resting." Hiram wrapped an arm around her shoulders and steered her back inside the room, Finn bringing up the rear.

"I wanted to know why exactly two people who are not me are trying to make my decisions. Why didn't you think to ask me where I wanted to go when I leave here?"

"Rachel, what have we told you about eavesdropping?"

"I wasn't eavesdropping. I could hear you clearly through the open door you were both speaking so loud. You were talking about resting? Did the doctor say something about it?"

Hiram and Finn shared a glance. "While you were asleep earlier, the doctor came by and was suggesting you take it easy for the remainder of your pregnancy. Stay home and rest to lower the chances of you fainting again. Just as a precautionary measure."

"And then your father just assumed he would be taking you back to Newark," Finn crossed his arms over his chest and stared at Hiram with judgment in his eyes, "but I know you want to stay here…at your home…with me."

Hiram took Rachel's hand and sat on the bedside. "Rachel, Finn has to work which means you would be alone during the day."

"But my mom, Burt, Blaine, and Kurt all said they would come over to keep you company if you wanted when I can't be there which won't even be that often."

"But if you come with Daddy and me, I'll be there all day just to help you. School is out and I only have one case right now so I can work from home."

Rachel weighed her options, eyes darting back and forth between her father and fiancé. If she was to be stuck with bed rest for the next two to three weeks, she needed to consider where she would be most comfortable. While she loved her dads and sometimes did miss the relative ease of living with them, Manhattan was her home now. Finn was her home. She couldn't imagine spending so much time away from him, especially at the most critical point in her pregnancy. She wanted her son born in Manhattan with her doctor, with her fiancé by her side.

"Papa, you know I love you and Daddy so much, and I am so grateful and appreciative that you would take care of me, but Finn is right. I want to go to my home in Manhattan. I want to have our baby here and I can't stay away from Finn for that long. How would you feel if someone tried keeping you from Daddy?"

"We wouldn't be keeping you from him. He could come visit."

"Papa, I don't want to worry about visitation rights to see my fiancé. I'm not 13 years old anymore where I have to keep the door open if a boy is in my room. You have to accept the fact that I'm not a little girl anymore and that you and Daddy are not the only men in my life. And just so you are aware, I'm not with Finn because I'm scared to be a single mother. I'm with Finn because I connect with him on levels I never could with any other man, because he makes me feel beautiful and sexy and he doesn't run away screaming from my crazy and respects me, but most of all because I love him and for the first time, he loves me just as much just the way I am."

Hiram didn't seem expressly happy but didn't continue to argue anymore. He simply nodded in acknowledgement and squeezed Rachel's hand before pressing a kiss to the back of it. "I uh," he cleared his throat loudly, "I will, uh, go see about getting you released. It's morning now so there's no reason to keep you anymore."

Rachel smiled softly at him. "Thank you, Papa."

He firmly nodded once and stood up to exit the room, nodding again to Finn. Relieved that the fight was over, Rachel pressed her head back into the pillow and let out a long sigh.

"We've come a long way since April. The girl I knew back then never would have said such nice things when it came to me."

"Well, you wouldn't leave me alone so I couldn't really stop you from growing on me," she replied sarcastically, giggling at Finn as he stalked forward to give her a heartfelt kiss.

When they made it home nearly two hours later, Rachel was already sick of 'resting' and she hadn't even started.

"Finn, Dads, I'm pregnant, not disabled. I can still walk." All three men had been fussing over Rachel ever since leaving the hospital and treating her like she was the infant instead of just the carrier of one. All of them had a hand on her as they led her up the stairs to the front door and Finn had even offered to carry her up to their room once inside. "Would the three of you get a grip?!" Finn squeezed her sides tighter and she hissed and swatted at him. "Not on me, on yourself! You all are driving me crazy. The doctor said I'm still fine to walk around the house."

"But she said to avoid stairs," Finn worried, looking at the stairwell as if it would kill their unborn baby.

"Which is why when I'm ready to go upstairs you have permission to help me, but until then, let go!" Rachel ripped out of the men's grasp and angrily waddled into the kitchen holding her back which suddenly was tense with stress. She was hungry and needed some comfort food.

Her dads and Finn followed her into the kitchen and Leroy cleared his throat to get her attention as she set the water to boil for macaroni and cheese.

"Babe, let me get that," Finn offered until Rachel snarled at him. He put his hands up in surrender and took a few steps away from the scary pregnant lady.

"Rachel, do you need anything else before we head home?" Leroy asked slowly, trying not to incite her rage.

She took a few deep breaths to calm her frustration, "No. I just need a few moments to myself."

"Okay. We'll be back in a few days to see how you're doing then. Can we at least get a hug before we leave?"

Rachel tried a smile and acquiesced, hugging and kissing them both on the cheek in farewell before turning back to her water. Only she and Finn were left now and when she glared over her shoulder at him, he got the hint and scurried out of the kitchen to leave her alone.

After eating some food and getting some time to sit alone with no one bothering her, Rachel felt much better than she had since before her party. So when Finn knocked on the wall and timidly asked if he could come in, she didn't bite his head off and actually flashed a genuine smile.

"Feeling better?"

"I won't snap at you again, if that's what you mean. I was just hungry and the constant watch was bugging me. I'm not a baby."

Finn stood behind Rachel and leaned down to press a kiss to her cheek and hug her, smoothing his hands over her bulging belly. "Think you'll get any bigger?"

"I seriously hope not. I'm big enough as it is since I've been measuring about a week ahead for the past two months. I blame you and Papa for that with your big and tall DNA. Why couldn't a normal sized sperm fertilize my egg?"

"I guess the bigger, meaner sperm pushed them out of the way to get the lead." Finn chuckled and turned Rachel's head so he could see her face. "Can you come with me to the living room?"

She nodded and took Finn's help to get out of the chair. They held hands as he led her to the living room and she grinned when she saw all the presents on the coffee table. "My birthday presents! I completely forgot about them."

"Kurt and Blaine rounded them up and brought them over last night. I thought you'd like to open them now."

Like a little kid, Rachel ripped the paper to shreds in her haste to accept her gifts and gushed about each and every one, from the Sephora gift card from Tina to the bright pink Louboutin's Kurt had given her. But the gifts she treasured most were the ones Finn saved for last.

"I actually got you two gifts because the one I didn't want to share with everyone else at the party," Finn confessed, making Rachel blush at the implication.

"Oh really? Well, perhaps we should save that one for last."

Finn grinned and pulled out a little bag from Tiffany & Co. "This is your audience appropriate gift."

"The little blue box," she stated, pulling the trademark Tiffany box out of the bag. "One of my dreams ever since I was a child." Rachel opened the box to find a diamond graffiti style X necklace. "An X?"

"So no matter where you go you'll always have a kiss from me. I know you're big on the Xs and Os."

Rachel could feel the happy tears welling in her eyes. "I love it." She pressed a real kiss to Finn's lips and the bag fell off her lap, spilling the remaining contents onto the couch. "Another box?" she noticed when their kiss broke. "Is this the inappropriate gift?"

"No. Still part of the first."

"Finn! That's too much."

"Don't lie. You were sending subtle – and not so subtle – messages about your bling for weeks."

Rachel looked away, guilty at being caught red-handed. "Just because I wanted some bling doesn't mean I needed a lot of it."

"Fine, if you don't want it…" Finn started to take the box from her but Rachel held it in a firm iron grip.

"No, no. You already bought it and I hate returning gifts."

He chuckled and released his hold on the box. "I had a feeling you'd say that. So what are you waiting for? Open it!"

With haste, Rachel opened the second box and her eyes widened at the gorgeous diamond graffiti style heart studs to match the necklace. "Finn, they're beautiful."

"You like 'em?"

"I love them…and I love you." She kissed him again and attempted to take it further but Finn pulled away.

"You're supposed to be resting."

Rachel rolled her eyes. "The doctor said not to stand up too quickly or for too long and to avoid stressful situations. Dr. Pearl said nothing about not having sex."

"You still have presents to open." Finn moved off the couch to the closet and pulled out a large cellophane covered basket. He placed it on the coffee table and Rachel scooted to the edge of the couch.

Inside the basket were two bottles of wine, a Broadway gift card, candles, gourmet Italian coffee and ingredients for a romantic Italian dinner for two, as well as a few naughtier items such as flavored condoms, massage oils, bubble bath and chocolate edible body paint, what appeared to be a rose that came apart to be a red lace thong, and a book of sex coupons.

"I see why you wouldn't give this to me in front of people. It's very naughty. I love it."

"I figured we could use this for a date night after Baby is born. Make our first time we have sex while you're not pregnant – or getting pregnant – really romantic. You deserved so much more than a drunken hook-up that ended badly."

"While getting pregnant was unexpected and not the desired result of that night, I wouldn't consider it a bad thing. I'm very happy with my life."

"I didn't mean getting you pregnant. I don't regret that. I just regret not remembering and pissing you off that morning."

"Oh. Yes, that could have ended on a better note." Rachel picked up the sex coupons and flipped through the booklet. "Now that I have my gifts, perhaps we can practice for our date night. There are quite a few coupons in here and there's no way we could use them all in one night." Rachel fanned herself with the little booklet and bit her lip. "I was thinking about cashing in on the full body massage."

"That sounds like a good idea. But I have one more gift."

"Another one? You said you only had two."

"This one isn't for you." Rachel scrunched her brow and Finn pointed at her belly. "It's for him."

He pulled a box from Build-A-Bear out from the closet and Rachel clapped her hands and shook in excitement. "You made him a stuffed animal?"

"Yeah, Puck took the kids to Build-A-Bear a few days ago while I was with them and I decided to make a bear with them. I thought since you nixed my Giants theme, I could do at least something." He pulled the bear out of the box and Rachel laughed at the stuffed animal.

"You got your Giants." The simple brown bear was dressed in a New York Giants uniform with Hudson embroidered on the back of the jersey. She found the adoption certificate and appreciated the name. "Teddy Bear Hudson."

"I remembered your story about teddy bears. See? I listen."

Rachel stared hard at the certificate and thought about the name. Teddy Hudson. Theodore Hudson. Theodore Christopher Hudson. "Finn, what do you think of the name Theodore?"

"Why?"

"I really like how Theodore Hudson sounds. Teddy for short, or Ted. What do you think?"

He seemed to contemplate the idea. "Theodore…" he said like he was playing with it. Rachel was certain he was going to reject it just like he had with all her previous choices but then he started nodding his head. "I like it. It's not an everyday name but it's not super out there either."

"Kind of like Finn."

"Did we just agree on a name for our son?"

Rachel's mouth split into a wide grin. "I think we did."

"We did?"

"Yes! We named our son!" Rachel threw her arms around Finn in a hug and pressed a kiss to Finn's cheek.

When she pulled back, Finn put his hands on either side of Rachel's stomach and lowered his head to speak to her belly. "Hey son, guess what! You have a name! Your name is Theodore! We don't have to call you Baby anymore. Isn't that exciting news?" When he didn't get a reaction a pout grew on his face.

"I think he's asleep. But I know a way we could wake him up…" Rachel giggled and pushed up to her feet, putting her hands out for Finn to take. "I could really use some help upstairs now."

Finn picked up the sex coupons and flipped to the one he needed, tearing it out. "Your wish is my command." He bowed his head and Rachel noticed the coupon had Genie written on it with the same phrase underneath.

"Do I only get three wishes?"

"For you…endless." He tugged Rachel into his arms and kissed her soundly on the lips.

"I have a feeling Teddy is going to be waking up any time now."

As Finn whisked her up to their bedroom, Rachel had never felt happier or more in love in her entire life.