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Finn slowly pushed open the bedroom door and peered in. Rachel was curled on her side, facing away from the door with the blankets pulled up to her chin. He sighed before he cautiously stepped in, remaining by the door just in case she was still angry.

When Rachel didn't turn towards him, he said, "So I guess I'm sleeping on the couch tonight?"

Rachel looked over her shoulder at him. She stared at him for several long moments before she scooted over on the bed and wordlessly pulled the blankets back. Finn's shoulders relaxed and he crawled into bed next to his wife, sliding his hand over her slightly rounded stomach.

All was silent between the couple for several long moments before Rachel quietly said, "I'm sorry."

Finn nuzzled his lips against her shoulder. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to push the issue."

Rolling over in his arms, Rachel looked up at Finn with wide eyes. "Finn, I overreacted. You made a very good point, and you have every right to push the issue. I'm sorry that I didn't react well."

Finn shrugged his shoulders. "You want to stay in the city. I get that. I just thought it was a good idea."

"It was a good idea." Rachel pulled back enough just to look into his eyes. "Moving into a house would give us enough space for when we have more kids. I didn't mean to completely lose it like that."

This was Finn and Rachel's first child, and neither knew exactly how to handle the mood swings. It was all a learning process. Rachel felt just a little bit ridiculous for completely flipping out on Finn earlier that day. He had made one simple suggestion that had actually made a lot of sense, and she had completely freaked on him.

Finn kissed the side of Rachel's neck. "I understand though, Rach. You love the city and you want to be here for your career. I get that."

"No, no. That's not it at all." Rachel reached up to touch Finn's cheek. "Finn, that doesn't matter to me. I've been on Broadway for years now, and I can still be on Broadway even if we live in a house just outside the city. That wasn't why I got upset."

"Talk to me, then. Tell me what's bothering you."

Rachel sighed and snuggled further into Finn's arms. This was one of the places she felt the safest, wrapped in these arms. "What if… what if I'm not good at it?"

Finn's brow furrowed. "Good at what, baby?"

"Good at being a mother."

"No, no baby, no." Finn kiss her forehead, stroking his thumbs across her cheeks. "You're going to be the best mom."

"How do you know that?" Rachel whispered.

"Because there's going to be no one that loves this baby more than you," Finn said.

She gave him a small smile. "Except for you."

Finn chuckled and kissed her forehead again before moving his lips down to her cheeks. "No one will love this baby more than us. And that's how I know that you're going to be an amazing mother."

Rachel nodded her head slowly. "I didn't have a mother," she began, but Finn pressed his finger to her lips.

"And I didn't have a father, but what did you tell me?"

"That you would be the best dad ever." Rachel reached up to kiss Finn gently. "And I know that I'm right."

Finn grinned at her. "Then you'll just have to trust me when I say that I know you'll be the best mom ever. Okay?" When Rachel nodded her head, Finn kissed her again. "So I guess this is what I'll have to look forward to when I make big suggestions?"

Rachel's eyes narrowed. "Do you actually want to sleep on the couch, Finn Hudson?"

Finn immediately tried to stop himself from laughing. "Nope." To distract her, he kissed her again.

"I know what you're trying to do, Finn," Rachel murmured against his lips. Still, she didn't stop kissing him and allowed Finn to roll her beneath him.

"Is it working?" Finn asked, his lips against her neck.

Rachel smiled and yanked Finn's mouth back up to hers. "It's definitely working."

Author's Note: Thanks for reading!