*Okay so here is the next chapter. For anybody who was wondering, the apartment I mentioned in the last chapter is a real place for sale, although I did take some liberties with how it looked on the inside. Enjoy*

Finn

The movers finished unloading the last of the boxes and left in a hurry. Rachel had been rather frustrating, dictating where she wants the furniture placed and then changing her mind seconds later. They had mountains of boxes that Rachel insisted on going through and putting away today. Finn didn't mind. He was happy that they were doing this. He had to use his motorized chair so that he didn't tire too easily, but something about unpacking their boxes and putting pictures up on the walls made it real. They were really moving into their own home. They were going to be a family.

He was glad that Santana and Kurt decided to stay in Rachel's old apartment. He loved his brother and Santana, but he needed this. He needed to be alone with Rachel and their son when he was born, which would be soon. He needed to prove to himself that he could do this.

He opened one of the boxes labeled 'bedroom' and noticed Rachel's jewelry box and other items that belonged on her vanity. He made his way over to the small dresser and began unloading the items onto the counter. He knew how particular she was about her things and decided that she could set them up however she wanted.

When he turned to grab another box he accidentally knocked over her jewelry box. Necklaces and rings spilled out over the floor and he bent over as best he could in order to clean the mess before she noticed. Luckily, the jewelry box didn't break in the fall. It had been her grandmothers and was the only thing she had left of the woman.

He had to scoot himself to the edge of the seat in order to pick up the small items. He paid no attention to the items he was picking up until he came across a gold band with a small diamond placed in the center. It was the engagement ring he had given to Rachel when he proposed. He ran his fingers over the petite band and slipped it into his pocket. He finished picking up the fallen items and placed them back in their box.

"The kitchen is done. How's it going in here?" Finn turned to see a very tired looking Rachel standing in the doorway.

"I've put away all of our clothes and made the bed. I left the stuff that goes on your vanity alone because I know you like it to be a certain way."

She smiled and sat on his lap, "Thank you." A yawn escaped her lips, "I think we should take a break. I'm too tired to do much more."

Finn rubbed her back, "Why don't you take a nap? I'm gonna go down to the corner store and get us some food, okay?"

She nodded and climbed into bed. Her large belly made it difficult for her to get comfortable, but after a few minutes she fell asleep. Finn slowly made his way out of the bedroom and into the spare room that held his crutches and prosthetic. He slid the appendage on and took a few steps, allowing himself to adjust before walking out the door.

Rachel

The sun was dipping low into the sky when she finally opened her eyes. The clock on the wall told her that she had been sleeping for several hours. She groaned and sat up in bed. Slowly, she made her way out of bed and to the door. When she opened it up, she was hit with a mouth watering smell. Instantly, she was starving and waddled as fast as her pregnant belly would allow towards the kitchen. She was greeted with candlelight and soft music. There was a fresh bouquet of roses in the center of the table and next to it was a bucket full of ice that held a bottle of sparkling cider.

Her eyes misted over and tears threatened to fall. She could hear Finn moving around in the kitchen and she made her way towards him. He was dressed in black slacks with a blue button up shirt that made him look incredible. He was standing over the oven, stirring noodles and applying what she assumed was some Alfredo sauce. She could see a fresh salad on the counter next to the refrigerator and a pan with two pieces of chicken breast that were slightly brown and smelled amazing.

He turned to place the sauce pan in the sink and saw her observing him, "You're awake. I was trying to surprise you," he smiled sheepishly.

She couldn't bring herself to speak so she wrapped her hands around his waist and stretched up onto her tiptoes and gave him a soft kiss. Looking into his eyes, she could see the love and adoration that he held for her which made it easier to speak, "You did surprise me. This is all so wonderful Finn. I can't believe you did this." The tears that she had been holding in finally escaped and began cascading down her cheeks, "Sorry, hormones."

He laughed and gently wiped the tears from her cheeks, "I don't mind as long as they're happy tears."

They sat down at the table and enjoyed the delicious meal that Finn prepared. Rachel even found herself going back for seconds. After they cleaned up the table, Finn grabbed her hand and began slowly dancing around the living room. She was so happy in that moment that nothing could ruin her good mood. It was one of the best nights of her life and was about to get better.

She watched as Finn dropped down onto his good knee and her eyes widened, "Rachel, I love you more than anything else in this world, and I still can't believe that you chose me. I know that I've asked you this before, but with everything that's happened, I thought I would do it again." He took a deep breath, "Rachel, will you marry me?" He seemed to think of something and added, "You know…after the baby is born."

Her tears had returned and were followed by laughter, "Of course I'll marry you Finn." She helped him up and he lifted her off the ground. The first time that he asked her, she wasn't entirely sure about her decision to marry him, but this time, she knew she was making the right choice.