A/N: I know I already did one of Finn after he found out, but this one is a little different and I just had to write it. I hope you enjoy.


He's torturing himself. What other reason would there be for him to be looking at the sonogram after the news he received? It hurts so much to look at the picture of Quinn and Puck's baby, but he can't look away from the girl he thought was his own.

He remembers how scared he was, when Quinn told him. So many emotions rushed over him; few he understood. He pushed them all away and held her, knowing she needed him to be as strong as he could be. But later when he was alone, all he could do was think. Think about the baby; about what was to happen; about everything. He remembers the tears that rolled down his cheek.

Now, there might be a part of him that is relieved that he isn't responsible now; only a little part.

The rest of him is hurt. Because as confusing and stressful as it was, he came to love the little girl he called Drizzle.

He startles from his thoughts when his door opens slightly. "Are you okay, Sweetie?" his mom asks, coming to sit beside him. She wipes a tear from his cheek; one he hadn't realized had fallen.

"No," he says quietly, honestly, as he accepts his embrace. "But I think – one day – I will be."


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