Rachel knew she was bound to go to labor sometime very soon. She was full term and huge. Well, huge in her opinion. Finn thought different. Every time Rachel ranted about being fat, Finn told her the same thing.

Rachel, baby… you're pregnant, not fat. There's a big difference between the two.

And every time, Rachel would sigh, roll her eyes, and respond with the same exact words she always did.

That's easy for you to say. You're not the one with a stomach the size of North America.

Finn would then kiss her stomach and smile at her.

You're stomach is not the size of North America, honey. I promise.

Rachel would keep her mouth shut after this, knowing he would just keep arguing with her, despite the fact that her mind wasn't going to be strayed from the idea that she was absolutely huge.

"Hey, Rach. You ready to go to lunch?" Finn poked his head in her (and sometimes his) room at her fathers', having successfully moved back in (to Shelby's great disappointment). Though, she often stayed at her mother's anyways. She didn't have a designated home anymore. Sometimes, she was at Shelby, other times at Finn's, and every once in awhile, her dads'.

"Yea." Rachel made an attempt to get up from the spot where she was lying on the bed, but couldn't. Finn laughed and held out his hand, which she took. She stood up and he wrapped his arms around her shoulders, squeezing them.

"How you feeling?" Rachel smiled and shrugged.

"Okay, I guess. I just want to go into labor already." Finn laughed and opened the car door for her.

"You may not think that way when you actually do."

"Oh, yes I wi- Finn…." Rachel felt a pang go through her back and stomach and something wet seep down her legs, causing her jeans to become wet. Finn looked at her strangely.

"What's wrong, Rach? Is there something wrong with the baby?" Finn suddenly became hysterical. Besides the fact that her jeans were soaked, Rachel felt nothing else, but she knew what it meant. She breathed slowly to calm her accelerated heart beat and put a hand on Finn's chest.

"Calm down, Finn. Please. I think I just went into labor." Finn calmed slightly at Rachel's requests, but still had a hysterical tone to his voice.

"Okay… Okay….. What do I need to do?" He put his hand to his forehead and looked almost green.

"First, calm down." Finn nodded and took a deep breath.

"Okay. Now what?"

"I'm going to go inside to change and then call my dads, mom and Will, and Burt and Carole. I need you to call the Glee club, or have Quinn do it or something. Then, I need you to get my and your hospital bags from the hall closet. Make sure we have everything we need." Rachel said slowly. Finn nodded and took another deep breath.

"Okay. Do you need help getting inside?" Rachel shook her head.

"No. I'm okay. Just calm down and do what I said." Finn nodded and kissed her quickly.

"I love you." She smiled and walked towards the house, hoping no contraction came while she was walking up to her room.

"I love you too, Finn."

**GLEE**

Finn sat behind Rachel in the hospital bed, massaging her back gently. She was 8 cm dilated and when they asked the nurse what could help her pain (Rachel refused to receive an epidural), they suggested that Finn rub her back. As Finn was willing to do anything to help her, he immediately complied.

While Finn did his job, Shelby sat at the end of the bed. She had a cold, wet towel, which she used to wipe the sweat away from Rachel's face when contractions would come. The only thing left for Quinn to do was to hold her hand.

One of Rachel's many contractions faded and she leaned back against Finn's chest. Finn reached for the wash cloth in Shelby's hand and she handed it to him. He laid it over Rachel's forehead and moved Rachel's hair away from her face.

"How you doing?" He asked quietly, listening to her labored breathing. She closed her eyes.

"Okay until the next one comes." Finn kissed her forehead and took the hair bow on her wrist. He pulled her sweat soaked hair off her neck and into an extremely messy bun.

"Thank you, Finn." Rachel breathed. Her muscles tensed and she started gritting her teeth, forcing herself not to scream as pain shot through her stomach and back.

"You're welcome, baby." Finn started massaging Rachel's shoulders, unable to reach her back because it was still lying against his chest. Rachel's body visibly relaxed and Finn released her shoulders, his hands going to slowly rub her stomach.

"Mom… can you get me something to drink?" Rachel's voice was strained and rough.

"Yea, sweetheart. Hang on." Shelby walked over to the bedside table and poured a cup of water from the pitcher there. She put it in Rachel's shaking hand and Rachel smiled.

"Thank you." Shelby nodded and took the cup back after she was finished with it. The doctor walked in.

"Hello, Ms. Berry." Rachel lifted her head slightly and smiled weakly.

"Hello, Dr. Taylor." The doctor smiled.

"I'm here to check your dilation." Rachel nodded and Dr. Taylor had Finn remove himself from his spot behind Rachel, much to her disappointment. She liked having him there. It relaxed her.

"You're fully dilated and we can start pushing if you wish." Rachel nodded.

"Please. I want these kids out of me." Dr. Taylor laughed.

"Okay. We'll get ready to begin." Rachel smiled and let her head fall back onto the pillows.

"Thank God."