Here's chapter 35! Thank you for all the reviews, favs, and alerts! Only 29 more reviews until I'll have 300!

TaySwiftiefan97 - I got the idea from watching Season 1 over again, and I thought "What if Rachel was pregnant?" So I decided to write a fanfic about it :D

I don't own Glee.

Enjoy!

Rachel pulled her car into Finn's driveway, breathing in and breathing out a couple of times. Shelby had told her what the tests results were before she left, and she really didn't know how to react. Was she supposed to be happy? Or was she supposed to be sad? I guess it all depends on how I tell Finn, she thought while exiting her car. She ambled up the driveway and unlocked the door before entering. She knew Carole was gone because the garage door was open, and Finn's truck was the only car in there.

When she entered the house, she didn't hear the TV on or anything. Once she shut the door, she heard Finn talking to someone. She made her way to the living room to see him placing Cory in a high chair.

"See, that wasn't so hard! You can totally sit up now!" he cheered, making Cory laugh. Finn's huge grin turned into a small smile once he saw Rachel, "Hey."

"Hey," she greeted, sitting down in a chair.

"Where did you go?" he asked, "I was worried."

"I went over to my mom's house," she simply answered. They sat in the living room without saying a word for a couple moments, watching their son watch them. She finally spoke, "We need to talk, Finn."

"Go right ahead," he said. It was probably best if she went first anyway, she he expressed his feelings very clearly last night.

"I love Cory very, very much. And the fact that you accused me of only keeping him for your sake was the wrong thing to say. I will gladly admit however that I was a bit wary about becoming a mom at sixteen. It only took one day for me to fall in love with our son though. Also, I don't regret anything that's happened these past fourteen months. My only regret is not letting you be a part of my life the first thirteen weeks of my pregnancy," she stated, trying to keep herself calm.

"You're right; I shouldn't have said those things. I'm sorry," Finn said patting her leg gently, "I'm also sorry for saying you should have gone on birth control pills. We should have been more careful. And if you are pregnant, we can make it work. Sure, we'll have two babies but it'll be worth it. We'll have two children that are all ours and no one elses. And I promise you-"

"Finn, wait," she tried to stop him, but he continued talking.

"-that we will go to New York. We'll get there one way or another. And-"

"Finn!" Rachel said loudly, which finally made him stop talking.

"What?"

"I'm not pregnant. Shelby took me to the OB/GYN that took care of her when she was pregnant with me, and they get their blood test results back quickly. I found out the results before I left her house. I'm not pregnant," Rachel revealed, wondering how he'd take the news.

"Oh..." he said.

"What are you thinking?" she asked.

"I'm kinda relieved I guess. To be quite honest I don't know what we would have done with two kids by the time senior year rolls around, " he gave a small laugh.

"Yeah, me neither. I don't think Cory's ready to be a big brother yet either," she giggled, looking over at her son. She got an idea in her head, "Do you wanna try something?"

"What?" Rachel got up from her seat, and ran into the kitchen to grab some baby food she bought at the store a couple days ago, "I got him some pureed baby food a few days ago for him to try."

Finn went into the nursery to grab Cory a bib, and he returned with a pale green one. Even though they were in the living room, it was worth a try to let him try food in there.

"Alrighty Little Cor, are you intrigued by this apple puree?" she placed the baby food on the table, and she watched him tap the sides of the plastic with his fingers. She opened it up, put a little bit of it on a spoon and brought it towards his mouth.

"I'm not even intrigued by pureed apples, Rach," Finn said, looking disgusted at the food in the little container.

"I'm not either, but Cory's the one eating it. C'mon, Cory! Open up!" Rachel put it a little bit closer to his mouth, but he turned his little head away from her, "Can't you at least try it?"

"Maybe he's not ready. Don't the books say you're supposed to slowly introduce food to them?" he asked.

"Yeah, I suppose your right," she agree before taking the spoon and the baby food back into the kitchen. They took Cory out of his high chair and placed him in between their bodies, letting him lean against a pillow.

"How do you think he'd deal with siblings when he's older?" Finn asked.

"He'd probably be jealous at first, but he'd get used to him or her. Cory seems like one that just goes with the flow. When he's older he'll be on the football team just like his Daddy," Rachel answered, tickling her son's tummy. It caused him to giggle, which made all three of them smile.

"I say three more," he said, smiling.

"Three more what?"

"Three more siblings, for Cory that is. He needs another brother and two sisters. The boy will definitely be named Christopher, and the girls will be named..." he was stumped.

"Barbra and Evita," Rachel grinned.

"No Broadway names, unless they are classy and they actually make sense."

"Barbra is classy...Fine. How about Julie or something?" she reasoned.

"Julie...I like it," he said, "She'd look exactly like you. Both of our girls would look exactly like you."

"As long as they don't have my nose, I'm fine," Rachel laughed, "What are we doing?"

"What do you mean?"

"We're talking about our future...What if we break up or something?" she asked.

"We won't break up, I promise. I love you and Cory so much I don't ever want to leave either of you," Finn said, giving her a kiss, "We're going to spend our entire future together. We're gonna get married, have three more kids, watch them grow up, watch our grandkids grow up, and everything else in between."

"Awww...you're so sweet. Just remember that for my Valentine's Day card."

The only character I own is Cory Hudson.

Coming up in chapter 36: It's Christmas! I'm skipping Burt and Carole's wedding because it'd be the same exact thing if I wrote it.