A/N: Yeah so i finally finished this chapter, I think I wrote it seven different ways and I finally liked this one so I went with it. Didn't put in the big twist (well little twist) as i had planned but I think I set it up better so I can put it in next chapter. Thank you for reviewing I really appreciate it. I hope you like this chapter. Disclaimer: I do not own GLEE or any of its characters. Glee belongs to its creators and FOX.

Ch.7

Quinn wasn't at my home when I woke up the next morning. I was slightly disappointed but I had slept until noon and I knew she had to get home to see her mom. From what I could tell from the little snips of information Quinn gave me she and her mother were still working on their relationship. Apparently they hadn't been very close while Quinn was growing up, Judy was in AA now, and it was hard for both women to put aside their hurt and guilt (mainly on Judy's side) but they were both trying and that was the important thing. My fingers itched to call my friend but I refrained, Quinn needed this time with her mother.

Breakfast was a comfortable affair, though my fathers hovered over me like I was going to break and I gave Daddy a heart attack when I asked for eggs. He pouted the rest of breakfast and being "the only vegetarian now." Papa was ecstatic at not being the "only carnivore" and began planning meat dinners. I had to calm him down and tell him that even though I was no longer a vegetarian I was not going to eat meat constantly and that as soon as the baby was born I was back to my vegetarian ways. He'd shrugged and said, "I'll take what I can get for as long as I can."

After breakfast I went to the Lima Bean to meet up with Santana and Kurt to tell them how last night went.

"So Papa Berries didn't have a coronary when you told them." Santana asked as she sipped her mocha latte with an extra espresso shot. I was surprised she wasn't always bouncing off the wall with how much caffeine she consumed a day.

"No, they were admittedly shocked but completely supportive. I am truly lucky."

Kurt nodded as he leaned back his eye gazing into his chi tea. "Did you discuss your plans?"

"Some. The obviously want me to come home so they can support me during the pregnancy."

"What about NYADA?" He asked looking up, "that would mean you would have to drop out."

I sighed, "I know, so do they, but I don't think they care about my education as much as my health and the baby."

"You going to do it then, drop out and move to Lima?" Santana didn't look to pleased about this idea. Her face was scrunched in disgust at the idea. It was nice, seeing her upset about me moving away.

"I don't know yet. I mean, I don't want to drop out and move home but if it is best for the baby I might just have too." This really sucked, having to consider the child growing in me, not being about to do whatever I wanted to attain my dream.

"Did you tell them we would help you." Kurt implored leaning closer to me. "We will you know that."

"I don and I told them but they don't think it is fair on you two or Quinn to ask you to do that for me."

Santana scoffed, "We don't care if it's fair or not it is the right thing to do, sure it will be hard with me starting school and Kurt doing school and the Vogue internship but I am sure between the three of us we can handle it and we know Q will be in NYC as often as she can get her white ass down."

I nodded everything Santana said was true. I really did want to stay in New York but at the same time I wasn't sure if I could handle watching Kurt go off to NYADA every day and Santana go to TISCH while I stayed at home. It was to heartbreaking to even think about.

"Speaking of Quinn how was she last night?"

"Perfect Kurt. She stood by me as I told my parents and she gave us space to talk when she was sure that everything was okay. I actually haven't gotten a chance to thank her for last night because she as already gone when I woke up."

"Yeah, Judy wanted to have a whole mother/daughter bonding day starting with breakfast at like 8 in the morning or something ridiculous like that. She'll be busy all weekend. Judy is turning into a suffocating mother always wanting to be together and doing stuff together, she is driving Q crazy but Quinn won't do anything about it because an overly involved mother is better than the emotionally and physically absent mother Judy was for Q's first 17 years. I think the only quality time they spent together when Q was growing up was when Judy was teaching her all those etiquette and cooking lessons."

As much as I like the glimpses into Quinn's family life that Santana gave me every so often I was sure Quinn would not be happy about it. "San, stop you know Quinn doesn't like it when you talk about her Mom like that."

Santana shrugged, "I only speak the truth but fine, so what's everyone's plans for the rest of the week?" We spent another half hour talking. Santana was planning on spending as much time with Brittany as she could before she left. Brittany was still with Sam which annoyed Santana but she was dealing and she admitted she'd rather have Brittany in her life as a friend than not at all. Kurt was going to be spending time with Burt who was back from DC for awhile.

After the Lima Bean I decided to go to main street and window shop at the local stories and maybe stop in the music store. I had just entered it when I saw him, Finn was perusing the Vinyl records at the front of the store. I tried to exit quickly but it was no use.

"Rach." I sighed and turned to find Finn taking long steps towards me. I studied him, he looked good, his hair short, he looked leaner than he had last time I saw him, or maybe I was just paying attention this time, I was rather drunk the last time we spent time together. I had to admit he looked great, older more mature.

"Finn hello." I tiptoed as he leaned down and we hugged, how awkward that we both had to do so much to give each other a proper hug.

"Hi Rachel. How are you?"

"I am good. You?" He rubbed the back of his head like he always did when he was nervous, it was still so cute and endearing.

"Good, um just looking at some records to help me plan this week's Glee lesson. Mr. Schue is coming back this week and I want to impress him with my last lesson."

I smiled at him. "I am sure whatever you have planned will be great. You are a very good teacher."

He gave me a lopsided shy smile, "You think so?" his tone unsure and hopeful.

"I know so." I said it confidently, if there was one thing in this world I knew that Finn would be good at it was teaching. He was so caring, he was patient, and he knew how to reach people.

"So um, we never go to talk about Valentine's Day." His eyes bounced of the walls never making eye contact with mine.

"Finn can we not do this here." There were so many people around and I preferred not airing out my dirty laundry in front of them.

"Walk?" I guess I had too, I couldn't put this off any longer. I was done with Finn, at least for right now, and I didn't want to lead him on any longer. It wasn't fair to him or myself. I also had my baby to think about and bouncing back and forth between being in and not being in a relationship with Finn was not right and not the type of emotional environment I wanted to expose my child too.

"Sure, come on." We walked silently to Hart Park in the middle of town and sat on the wooden bench over looking the pound. Cherry trees were beginning to bloom, the pond reflected back light pinks and purples and white. Lily pads dotted the crystal surface with yellow and green.

"I…Valentine's was amazing Rachel. I miss you so much and that night, well I haven't felt more complete than I did with you that night."

The knife sliced into my heart. His eyes shimmered with truth and sincerity. I felt horrible for what I was about to say. It was agonizing to know that I was going to break his heart today.

"Finn…" Looking up at him I paused. The boy I used to love was still there I could see him, but there was a man emerging a strong confident man who was just beginning his journey finding out who he was and what he wanted to do with his life. I admired this man but I did not love him. "Valentine's was nice but…It was closer for me."

He physically flinched to my words, "What?"

"I am so sorry Finn but after that night I realized that what we had it was gone. I think it disappeared after you putt me onto that train to New York by myself."

He was shaking his head in denial, "No I did that so you could follow your dream so that we could have a future on day." His voice sounded so childlike.

"I know and I can't thank you enough for letting me go, I am following my dream the best I can, and that is because of you but Finn, I…I don't love you anymore."

He looked away and when he turned to face me again his eyes were hard and guarded, "You don't mean that."

"I do. Finn, I…I don't think about you in New York, I don't ache to have you beside me, I don't dream about you, I don't yearn for you." I could see him getting more and more upset with each admission and it hurt to see but it had to be done, I had to stop this cycle we had created.

"I think about you every day, I yearn for you, I wake in the morning and reach out to feel you next to me and there is nothing."

Tears fell from my eyes, "I don't do that. Finn I am so sorry but we, we are done, I can't do this back and forth anymore. It isn't fair to you and it isn't fair to me. I have more important thing to think about right now than whether or not we should be together."

"Like NYADA." He spat out, "Broadway." It was curse on his lips.

I shook my head, "No, I'm pregnant Finn."

Whatever retort he had fell from his lips, his eyes grew wide, the hardness of his eyes shifted to shock, then fear, and finally softened to the beautiful brown I used to dream of.

"Is it mine?"

"No, I was already a month pregnant when we slept together I just didn't know it. I am so sorry Finn."

"Brody?" It wasn't really a question.

"Yes."

"Are you together?" He couldn't look at me as she asked.

"No. I am doing this alone, well he said he would support me but we aren't a couple. I don't love him. He was a rebellion on my part, and attempt to shed High School Rachel, Finn's Rachel."

Finn didn't respond for a long time, I was preparing to leave when he placed a hand on mine, "Is this the real reason you say we can't be together?"

"No, it isn't part of it at all. Finn you deserve a woman who will love you with her whole heart, who will stand beside you as you follow your dreams. I was shellfish with us, your dreams were just as important as mine and I didn't acknowledge that, you deserve better."

"You were never shellfish." He squeezed my hand. Finn was taking this a lot better than I had expected but I shouldn't have been surprised, he was growing up just as I was. "I…I can help if you want, no strings." He promised. I believed him but I couldn't do that.

"I will be alright Finn, I have Kurt and Santana and Quinn supporting me, thank you but I can't ask you to help me now."

"Quinn huh?" There was something in his voice that I couldn't place so I ignored it.

"Yeah she has been great, my rock."

He didn't respond instead he stood but not before laying a soft kiss to my lips, "I'll always love you Rachel, good luck."

"You too Finn." Then he was gone and I was alone with the Loon that sang solemnly in the distance.

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My stomach clenched and rolled up forcing the bile from my stomach again and my whole body convulsed. Exhausted I rested my forehead on the toilet seat not caring for the germs, I'd been throwing up for what felt like hours now and it didn't seem to want to subsided. As another wave of nausea rolled up through her she heard someone enter the room, I thought it was my Papa but as I felt the petite hand run through my hair pulling it back and rubbing my back I knew it was Quinn without even seeing her. As the nausea subsided I let myself be pulled back and rested in Quinn's hug. She held me tight and firm, stroking me scalp, I instantly calmed. "I hate this." I croaked out eventually my voice raw from throwing up so long.

"It is the second worst part of pregnancy." She commented,

"The first?"

"Labor." I could hear the smile in her voice. We stayed like that a while longer and once I felt strong enough she help me up. I rinsed and my mouth and brushed my teeth before turning to her. "I haven't seen you all week."

She shrugged, "My mom actually took the week off when I told her I was coming home for the week. She's taken me to the mall, then we went to Columbus for three days, so yeah lots of mommy/daughter time." She sounded happy but annoyed at the same time.

"It must be nice, you know that she wants to spend so much time with you." I hedged. Her shoulders rose and then sank, "I guess. Sometimes I think it's a little too late you know." I nodded, "But then I think now is better than never."

"I'm glad you are giving her a chance." I could see where Quinn was coming from, I often felt the same way about Shelby.

"Me too. So we leave tomorrow and I thought I could maybe stay with you guys tonight since I have to go right to Yale when we get to New York."

I smiled and clapped, "I'd love that."

I dragged Quinn to my room and pulled out my movie collection, "What do you want to watch?"

"Don't you want to do this with your dads?"

"No. Come on we have all day to have a movie marathon." She laughed and jumped on my bed, "I don't know you pick first." I knew Quinn had a thing for old movies so I pulled out The Philadelphia Story. She was surprised I had it, I lied and said it was my daddy's but really I had seen it at Target over Christmas and I had remembered Quinn mentioning that she loved Katharine Hepburn so I picked it up so I could have a movie she would like to watch if she ever came to my house again. I had to admit that Katharine was amazing and such a great actress, when I told Quinn I hadn't seen her in any other movies she was offended apparently and grabbed my computer linking to her Netflix account, we spent the rest of the day having a Hepburn marathon. We started with Bringing Up Baby, followed by Adam's Rib, African Queen, Guess Who's Coming to Dinner (which I adored),and finished with On Golden Pond which made me cry like I had never cried before at a movie. It was late by the time we finished I turned to Quinn and smiled at her, "Thank you."

She looked confused, "For what?"

"For introducing me to such amazing movies, I was so obsessed with musicals growing up that I barely watched anything else, and if I did it was current movies so I could talk to my peers about if they ever asked. But this, this was such an experience, to see how acting has changed over the decades is enlightening, it was so dramatic and exaggerated, the eye and facial movements, it feels nearly fake at times but compelling too. Then there is Katharine and she was so different from the other actors, she brought a subtlety to roles, the skills the actors use today. She was revolutionary I believe."

Quinn nodded, "She along with Audrey Hepburn, Lucille Ball and Sophia Loren are my role models, I mean I think Meryl Streep is phenomenal and Kate Winslet is the best actress of our generation and I really look up to them, but Katharine, Audrey, Lucille, and Sophia broke down so many walls both in their industry and in society. They were so talented and they used that talent to make a difference. Katharine rarely wore dresses, did you know that?"

I shook my head, "No."

"You'll see her in them in movies because that was the time and what the movies called for, but in her personal life she wore pants even at the Oscars, she only attended once to present the Irving Thalberg Award to her good friend Lawrence Weingarten, despite being nominate 12 times and winning a record 4 "Best Actress" awards, she receive a standing ovation that night, she was considered "box office poison" after her early success because critics didn't like that she wore pants, didn't give interviews, and was blunt and honest, she went back to Broadway where she stared in The Philadelphia Story and when it was hit she bought the movie rights and brought it to Hollywood with having last say on everything it was a huge hit and her career took off again. She did all her own stunts in a time that it was unheard of for women. She never apologized for who she was and never cared what the public thought. I wish I could care less like she did." The end of Quinn's little rant was wishful.

I didn't know what to say to her last statement but before I could say anything she smiled and winked at me, "The only tie for "Best Actress" at the Oscars was Katharine for The Lion Winter and Barbra Streisand for Funny Girl."

My mouth fell "Are you serious?"

"Yup." She broke into laughter and I joined her. This was the first time Quinn ever shared something obviously so important to her with me. The passion in which she spoke about Katharine was beautiful.

"You'll be a great actress just like her." I said seriously.

"You think so?"

"Definitely."

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