Hello!

Finally, the last chapter. I'm happy and sad at once. I hope that you feel the same, then I will have done a good job.

Please do not forget to review! (It has 79 followers and only about 4 or 5 reviews per chapter... it's so sad! =( ) And also remember that it will have an epilogue.

A great big kiss for you all!

Finn had very difficult days, but kept his routine all the time. Besides being a person who took seriously the responsibilities he assumed, he thought that the best way to feel less the sadness that invaded his life was to occupy his mind as much as possible.

That morning he had gone to the gym, where he met Puck, who tried to talk to him, since Rachel had not answered several calls from Lisa, but all he said was that he had a fight with his wife. He didn't think it was time yet for him to go into details, and perhaps this moment wouldn't even come one day. Perhaps the best way out would be telling everyone that they had quarreled and opted for divorce, instead of exposing themselves, reporting that they had negotiated their lives and faced unpleasant consequences because of it.

The guy had made box and bodybuilding, swam a bit, taken a bath and eaten a sandwich with natural juice, preparing for the various activities that he still had for the day. Then, remembering that Jesse would travel later that afternoon, he returned to the apartment of his friend, to tell him the decision he'd taken, while enjoying the almost sepulchral silence of swimming.

"Jesse, I was thin-" He was talking, upon entering the apartment, but obviously stopped, seeing Rachel and not Jesse near the door. His eyes widened with absolute surprise.

"Hi, Finn." She said, very awkwardly, closing the door without looking at him.

"What are you doing here? Did you come to say goodbye to Jesse? Is everything okay?"

"Calm down, Finn." She took a deep breath, because she was also extremely nervous. "Jesse is out for awhile... so I can talk to you." He said nothing, so she continued. "Don't be angry with him, please... I..."

"In fact, I was about to go see you, Rachel." He interrupted her, also looking everywhere but her face, as he spoke. "Although any reasonable person who knew what happened would think you don't deserve any consideration from my part, I can't turn my back on anyone without feeling guilty."

"Do you..."

"I know you need me ... and I... I wouldn't be ok knowing you've lost absolutely everything, so... well, we can wait for our anniversary to sign the divorce. I'll be back to live in your apartment."

"Finn..." She tried to interrupt, but her voice went out low and he continued.

"The only thing I don't want to... I CAN'T do... is to have contact..."

"Finn ..." She called him again, now in a normal tone of voice that he heard, but, even so, he would not stop.

"...physical contact with you and..."

"Finn! Stop!" He finally turned his attention to her. "I haven't come here to ask you to pretend. I don't deserve that and,even if I were selfish enough to accept it from you... more selfish that I've already been... it wouldn't have utility anymore."

"How so?" He asked nervously, running a hand through his hair.

"My parents already know, Finn. I packed my bags and went back to their house, after all these years, and... I asked for their laps and told them everything. I didn't deserve to get anything from my aunt, if I wasn't able to understand what she actually wanted to leave me." She sighed heavily and decided to sit for a while. "Of course they were totally disappointed... cause they didn't recognize the girl they created. I didn't try to justify myself for having lied to them... or for having done... all I did. I think they only forgave me... and gave me their laps... and my old room back and... all... because they saw how much all this had destroyed me."

"So, what are you doing here, anyway?" A part of him wanted her to beg for his forgiveness, because that part still loved her too much and wanted to take her in his arms, so that everything would be okay. Another part, however, would judge it a great boldness and consider that she not even deserved another chance to try and talk to him, after all, he had already granted her enough.

"I just came here to give it back to you, Finn." She took the check from her bag, offering him that distinctive piece of paper that represented a huge amount of money. "It makes no sense for me to accept that. The only thing you did was support me and care for me... was encourage and... love me... and I just hurt you, I pushed you away, I doubted you. That contract ceased to exist long ago, when I fell for you, Finn... which means you didn't breach anything... and so you don't have to pay me anything."

"Are you sure? You have nothing now." Seeing that she claimed vigorously to be sure about what she was doing, he finally took the check and tore it.

"I'm leaving now." She said, standing and hanging her bag on one shoulder. "Please, tell Seb what you want me to say to people who don't know anything yet, okay? I think it's the least I can do... telling the story that is gonna be less uncomfortable for you."

He nodded and she walked to the door, but when she put her hand on the doorknob, she changed her mind. He had his back to her and she walked up to him, and even thought about touching him, but hesitated, preferring to talk only.

"Finn... that is something I NEED to tell you, even though it wont change anything. I believe in your love, Finn. It's too late, I know... but I want you to know that I believe you. I didn't believe it, before, because I thought it was impossible to love a person in such a short time, but... I love you, Finn... I really LOVE you... " A tear rolled thru her cheek and she wiped it away quickly. "...and it showed me time doesn't mean anything."

He couldn't handle being indifferent to what she was saying, so he turned to face her and they looked into each other eyes for the first time in days. He refrained himself, however, from drying another tear that ran down her despondent face, stopping at her lips, which started to move again.

"I also didn't believe you cause you had secrets, Finn. I'm not blaming you or looking for excuses... I swear... but for an insecure person, like me, going through a lot of changes... having absolutely everything I dreamed of, for the first time in my life... any secret looked bad and threatening."

"You're talking about the plans I had for the money I was saving..."

"Yeah, Finn. I'm talking about your plans and the fact that they were a mistery to me. Now I'm sure there must be a very good thing... and it would be a awsome surprise... but before I thought a lot of bad stuff... "

"You thought I wanted a luxurious life."

"I'm not proud of that, ok?" She said seriously, before walking again to the door.

"Rachel, wait." He asked and she turned once more. It was so difficult to leave and let go! "Do you have time to go with me somewhere? I'd like to show you something." He asked anxiously.

"Sure... I have nothing to do today." She answered, curious.

In fact, if she could choose, she would go with him everywhere, she would give him all her time, for the rest of her life. There was nothing she wanted more than to be near him, and if he was offering a few minutes, a few hours, she would take that time and would keep these new moments in her heart, along with others she had lived beside him.

About half an hour later, they were inside a theater, more precisely on its stage, sitting on two small banks. The theater was in the back of a hospital and was undergoing a renovation. Once there, Mr. Hudson was greeted by about eight to ten workers who were doing their service in the place, and he suggested them, actually giving an order subtly, to stop for about an hour and go have a snack. Now the Hudsons were alone and the place extremely quiet.

"I know you're curious about this place. Incidentally, you'd been curious about it for a long time without knowing." She looked at him, confused. "This is my project, Rachel... my dream."

"I don't understand..."

"This rebuilding... doing this reconstruction of the hospital's old theater was one of my dreams, Ray. I tried to find a sponsor, but I couldn't... and I never thought I would have money enough to invest in this project, but when I started making money, I did some budgets and saw that it was not so unfeasible as I though... cause it doesn't need to be a luxurious place, it needs only to be safe and confortable for the patients to come here. So... the reform finally started a few weeks ago."

"Finny, it's so... beautiful!" She was delighted with his generosity in using his own money to renovate a theater that was property by a hospital, and apparently had been abandoned by his owners. She was so amazed that she not even noticed she had called him by his nickname. "And all I could think was that... you wanted to buy a luxury car or go on an exotic trip." She buried her face in her hands, trying to hide the shame that only increased.

"This only shows that you don't know me, Ray. And I could say that you can't love me, if you barely know me... and blame you for that... but the truth is that I can not do it when I didn't let you know me completely. There are things in my life that were not in those reports you read, months ago... and I never told you. Things about which I haven't talked to you, not because I don't trust you or because I didn't want to, but because... they HURT... they hurt too much and I almost never speak about them!"

"You don't need to..."

"Rachel, I had a brother before Kurt. A biological brother... Ben... Benjamin Hudson." He deeply breathed and stood up, walking slowly while still talking. "When I was seven, and Ben, nine, he became very ill and was diagnosed with leukemia. Everything that could be done was done, but he couldn't resist... and died three years later. I suffered a lot for all these years and, because of that, I kind of started my story as an actor. I wore costumes, creating stories, repeating things I read in books... all so I could pretend that things were fine, that I had the right to smile, that my life and my family's life were not that bad."

"Oh, my God, Finn!" She also stood up and held his hands, not with pity, but with affection. He allowed the contact, because it was something that he also needed. "I'm so sorry."

"After a while, I realized that my games didn't work only for me... just to escape reality. They also rejoiced my parents... and even Ben. I decided to be an actor to convey feelings to people, emotions! Laughter... tears... whatever. I decided this was what I wanted to do. This was my first dream, and I didn't give up on it, even when Burt almost begged me to stay in Lima and work with him."

"Work with him doing what?" Rachel was not sure she had the right to ask, but, as he was opening up to her, she saw no point in not trying to fulfill all her curiosities.

"Managing his companies. Jesse always jokes that Burt owns half of Lima and want me there because he can't handle them alone anymore." He laughed and so did she, understanding, after all, the words of her friend. "But that doesn't matter because my place was not in a business school or a law school... it was in NYADA." She shook her head in agreement. "I took some money that my father had left me and came here... and I almost never ask anything to Burt... cause it's not fair." She nodded again. "One day, I received a flyer in the street, about a group of clowns who performed in hospitals, and remembered that Ben was always better when we read to him or when I was doing scenes... so I decided to volunteer in the hospital. I always come here to read stories, tell jokes, present puppet shows and stuff. And when I heard there was an old theater, but patients didn't come here because of its condition, this reform has become my second dream." He smiled, showing that the story had ended.

"But why did you decide to tell me all this, Finn?" She asked, dropping his hands and returning to occupy a seat. She didn't understand his decision to share everything with her precisely now they were separated.

"Because I love you, Rachel. Cause I love you and, even though I'm not sure if you deserve another chance... and whether or not you will mess it up again... I need to give MYSELF a chance to be happy. " He walked over and ran a hand over her face, slowly. "I wont be happy without you, Ray. Having a family... a real family with you is my third and last dream."

She would say something, but froze when she saw him kneel in front of her, taking from his pocket a small box and opened it, showing a ring with a solitaire. After she had agreed to go out, to visit the mysterious place with him, Finn made Rachel wait a few minutes and managed to find, in the middle of his things, the jewelry he had bought her days earlier, and still wanted to put on her finger, next to the wedding band he hoped it would stay there forever.

"Rachel Hudson, will you stay married to me?" He asked finally.

There was absolutely nothing in the universe that she wanted more, so she threw herself into his arms and they shared many passionate kisses and caresses, which some of his employees eventually witnessed. Trembling, he put the ring on her finger, as if it was an engagement ring and then, just like a groom would traditionally do, he followed her to Berry's home.

He had a lot of explaining to do to these men, because he needed to earn their trust, after the mess he had made, being the fake husband of their daughter's. He really wanted to convince Leroy and Hiram that he was worthy of Rachel because family was something really important to him.

Finn realized, during their ride, that again he would have to face two in-laws at once.

He just could not decide if it was better or even more frightening this time, when everything between him and their baby girl was real.

See? I said Finchel was endgame! lol

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