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Rachel took a deep breath as she paced back and forth in her living room. She was waiting for Finn to come home, constantly looking at the clock until she heard the front door to the apartment open. She had never been so nervous for a conversation in her entire life.
Finn owned a music store that he also taught music lessons out of. He usually closed the store early on Friday nights, and it just so happened that Rachel didn't have a show that night. She was currently starring as Belle in the Broadway revival of Beauty and the Beast, but the show was taking a short break. So Rachel had planned a dinner and was now anxiously waiting for Finn's arrival.
Thankfully, she didn't have to wait much longer. The front door opened and Finn came in, dropping his keys on the table next to the door. He turned towards Rachel with a smile on his lips, ready to greet her with a kiss, but stopped when he saw the look on her face.
"Rach, baby?" He stepped closer, pulling her into his arms. Finn had always been so attuned to her emotions, and it never ceased to amaze her. "What's wrong? Are you okay?"
Rachel shook her heads and settled into Finn's arms. "Nothing is wrong, Finn," she said. When he gave her a skeptical look, Rachel reached up to touch his cheek. "I promise."
He touched his fingers to her furrowed brow. "Then what are you so worried about?"
Rachel bit her lip before she pushed Finn down onto the couch. She stood in front of him, her hands on her hips before she took a deep breath and said, "I was thinking."
Finn's lips quirked up in a smile. "Uh-oh," he said teasingly.
"Finn!" Rachel pushed on his shoulder. "I'm trying to be serious right now."
"Right, serious." Finn did his best to hide the smile on his lips, but he couldn't help it. Rachel was just too adorable, especially when she got mad. "I'm completely serious right now. Continue."
Rachel settled onto Finn's lap then, wrapping her arms around his neck. Pressing her cheek to Finn's, she murmured, "I want to have a baby."
Finn pulled back just enough to look in Rachel's eyes. He didn't say anything—he just watched her. When Rachel nodded again, Finn slid one hand up her back and the other to her cheek.
"Are you sure, baby?" he asked. "Your show—"
"Will still be there when I get back," Rachel interrupted. Look, she didn't mean to brag, but she was very talented. Even if she lost the part that she currently had, Rachel knew that there would be another one not far behind. "Finn, I'm twenty-six years old. I've been on Broadway for two years and I won a Tony. I'm married to the man of my dreams." At that, Finn smiled and Rachel pressed a soft kiss to his lips. "I'm ready for this." Growing quiet, she asked, "Are you?"
Finn grinned and stroked his thumb across her cheek. "I'm ready," he said without hesitation. "This baby will be the best part of you and me, Rach."
Rachel gripped Finn's face and bounced in his lap, a bright smile forming on her lips. "Are we really doing this? We're really going to have a baby?"
"We're going to have a baby!" Finn exclaimed. He lifted Rachel up, spinning her around as she squealed and laughed. He stopped spinning and planted a deep, passionate kiss on her lips.
"Can we start trying now?" Rachel asked as she pressed herself closer to him.
Finn was running towards their bedroom before the words had completely left Rachel's mouth. She giggled the entire way there and then she and Finn loved each other well into the night.
Author's Note: Thanks for reading! And I swear, Knot Your Fingers Through Mine will be updated soon.