Chapter 3

Finn couldn't get his leg to stop bouncing; he was anxious. He surveyed the waiting room. One guy was sitting next to his girlfriend, panic etched into his face. Poor sap. He laughed to himself as his eyes trailed across the room. One husband affectionately rubbed his wife's belly, a shit eating grin plastered on his face. Finn couldn't help but grin himself.

Rachel placed her hand on his bouncing thigh. "You know, you may pull a muscle with as fast as your leg is moving." He turned to look at her downcast face in a magazine, a smile tugging at her lips. "I can't help it. I'm nervous." He shrugged his shoulder. She looked up from her magazine and met his gaze, "You're not the one who has to be poked and prodded everywhere." She said seriously. He shuddered at her response.

"I'm not envious of you in the least, baby." She laughed slightly.

"Rachel Berry?" The nurse called from the door.

They both stood up and Finn grabbed her hand and squeezed. "Ready?" She nodded confidently.

They walked toward the door as Finn glanced at the grimacing face of the poor unsuspecting boyfriend from earlier. Finn chuckled, "You'll be alright, dude." The guy sighed as Rachel pulled him through the door.

"How are you folks today?" The nurse, Sara, her name tag said, asked sweetly. "Doin' well." Finn answered.

"Alright mamma, I need you to take off your shoes and step on the scale for me, please." Rachel did as she was instructed and hopped on the scale.

The nurse began humming softly to herself as she weighed Rachel. "105 pounds. Perfect." Sara smiled as she scribbled Rachel's information into her file. She stopped and her eyes grew wide when she met Rachel's face. "Wait, Rachel Barbra Berry? The Rachel Barbra Berry?" She asked in shock.

Rachel grimaced as she realized what was about to happen. She plastered on her show face and answered sweetly "Yes, yes I am." Sara squealed and held out her hand for Rachel to shake. She took it as Sara spoke "I'm a huge fan of yours! I've seen all your shows and I'm anxiously anticipating Funny Girl. It's unhealthy, really." Finn stifled a laugh as he noticed Rachel was highly uncomfortable. She always wanted this to happen, just, well, not at an inopportune time. "Oh I'm so sorry. Look at me how unprofessional!" Sara let go of Rachel's hand as she cleared her throat and stood tall "Ms. Berry, let's take you to your room shall we? Follow me."

Rachel turned around to see a giggling Finn. She glared at him "I'm glad you find it so hilarious, Finn. Not a word, do you hear me?" She pointed a finger in his face. He grabbed her hand and kissed it as his laughing subsided.

"My lips are sealed." He intertwined their hands and headed towards the examination room.

Finn came to an abrupt halt in the doorway as he saw the contraption in the middle of the room. "What the fuck is that?" Rachel punched him lightly.

"Finn Hudson! You need to refrain from using that kind of language in public, especially in an establishment such as this!" In the corner of the room, Sara laughed to herself, trying hard to hide it.

Finn's memory from the first time he had this type of visit was somewhat hazy. He tried to wrack his brain to remember that thing that was staring at him in the middle of the room, but it didn't come to him.

Sara's voice broke him from his haze, "Alright Rachel," she patted the chair and placed the gown in the seat, "I need you to put this gown on and hop on up here. The doctor will be with you shortly."

She walked past Finn and patted his shoulder, "She'll be fine, daddy. Just standard procedure." He was still confused as to what it was, but the nurse's words were comforting.

"Thanks." He smiled as she nodded and closed the door behind her.

"Finn? Can you unzip me please?" He hurried over to where she stood and unzipped her dress. Is it really bad that he's turned on right now? Definitely wrong place, wrong time.

He took a deep breath and sat down. She looked at him from over her shoulder as she held her hair, "Thank you." And that look that she was giving him wasn't helping matters. He so felt 16 again, and he didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

She was dressed and ready to get up on the contraption, as he liked to call it, but was having a hard time jumping up. She huffed and blew her bangs out of her face.

"Do you need some help?" He smiled at her frustration.

"I am perfectly capable of getting up on a piece of furniture, Finn." She answered, irritated.

"You sure? Looks like you're having a hard time to me." He was full on grinning now. She glared at him as he stood up and grabbed her waist, hoisting her up to the chair.

"I thought you could use a hand." He said, his hands still placed firmly on her waist.

"I was perfectly capable of doing it, Finn." She said with the irritation subsiding from her tone.

He kissed her nose. "I know, but what kind of father to be slash husband to be, would I be if I didn't cater to all your needs." She smiled as she leaned in closer.

"You know? I could really get used to this." She whispered.

"Good. Because you know we're going to go through this more than once." He inched closer to her face.

"That's what I'm hoping for."

Just before her lips met his, there was a knock at the door. They jumped apart and Rachel cleared her throat.

"Come in". The doctor had his nose in Rachel's file as he walked in.

"Well hello there!" He said as he walked toward the couple.

"I will be your doctor through the course of your pregnancy. I'm Dr. Robert Adams, but you can call me Dr. Bob." He said as he shook both their hands.

Finn liked this guy already. Kinda reminded him of ZZ Top. But, you know, without the cool beard. He grabbed the stool and wheeled it closer to Rachel.

He clapped his hands together before he spoke. "Alright Rachel, why don't you tell me what's going on?"

He asked to get a better idea of how far along into her pregnancy she was.

She took a deep breath before she spoke, "Well, I've had the morning sickness, and I've been more irritable than usual." She looked at Finn waiting for him to comment, but nothing came.

There was no way he was going to start this thing in the dog house. Better to keep his mouth shut.

She continued. "And I missed my period, but I've never really been on cycle so I didn't really think anything of it. I thought the morning sickness was a symptom of the stress I'm under from working so much. It was actually one of my fellow co workers that brought it to my attention. Then it all started to come together. I didn't take a test because I did some research and the inaccuracy rate is high, so I just skipped a step and came here, to be absolutely sure." Dr. Bob chuckled lightly.

He looked at Finn and asked "Is she always like this?" Finn smiled and nodded, "Ever since I've known her."

Dr. Bob laughed again as he slapped his knees and stood up. "Well Rachel, I've never had a patient like you. This should be fun. Let's get started, shall we?" She smiled and nodded. "Go ahead and lean back for me and put your legs in the stirrups." Finn's eyes grew wide. So that's what those are for!

He started to panic.

"Um, Dr. Bob, what exactly are you going to do?" Dr. Bob snapped his gloves on.

"Well Finn, this right here?" He held up a long piece of plastic, "It's a camera that I'm going to stick into Rachel to get a better look at what's going on in there." He smiled at Finn as Rachel's eyes grew wide.

"Wh-where are you going to stick that exactly?" He gulped. "Into her vagina." He said nonchalantly.

Finn gulped again, as did Rachel. "Is-is it going to hurt her?" He stuttered.

"It may be a little uncomfortable, but no, it won't hurt." Finn breathed a sigh of relief.

He grabbed the chair by the desk and scooted closer to Rachel. She held out her hand for him to take; he took it and squeezed tight.

He pushed her hair back from her face and smiled down at her. "I'm right here, baby. I'm not going anywhere." He kissed her forehead as she smiled at him. She took a deep breath to prepare herself.

"Alright Doc, let's do this thing." She said confidently.

He gelled up the camera and inserted it carefully. She winced and gripped Finn's hand tight. So tight he was sure the circulation had stopped flowing. He winced at her grip and took a deep breath. He was going to be behind her 110%, even if she broke his hand.

Dr. Bob pushed his glasses farther onto his nose and looked at the screen. "Well now, look what we have here." He smiled.

Both of their heads snapped towards the screen, both sharing a fear of panic.

"What is it? Is something wrong?" They squeezed each other's hands.

Dr. Bob chuckled. "No, not at all. Everything is perfectly fine. Times two."

Rachel and Finn slowly looked at each other as their eyes grew wide.

"Congratulations, mommy and daddy. You're having twins."