Chapter 3: Santana's Plan

Before she left for the hotel, Santana tried talking to Rachel one more time.

"Rachel, I really think you should reconsider the abortion." Santana told her as the two were sitting on the couch, eating Chinese take-out.

"Santana, you don't understand– "

"Oh I understand perfectly. You think this is going to ruin your big Broadway dreams. You're scared. And so you're taking the easy way out."

Rachel was quiet. Santana was right, as usual.

"Look Rachel, I'm not totally against the idea itself. That's not why I'm saying this. I know you. You wouldn't let yourself live this down. It would tear you up."

Rachel opened her mouth to protest, but Santana continued. "Rachel, you're a vegan for crying out loud! How is this any different?"

Rachel knew Santana was right. It was going against everything she believed.

"Broadway is my dream Santana. Sometimes sacrifices have to be made." She tried to sound indifferent but failed.

"Rachel – " Santana began, not knowing what she was going to say.

"Santana I can't have a baby right now." Rachel's voice broke, exposing her lack of confidence despite her efforts to prove otherwise.

"You're my family, Rachel. I care about you. I won't let you make a decision you'll regret later. "

"You can't tell me what to do, Santana." Rachel said firmly.

"I know." Santana dropped the subject then, knowing it was pointless. It wouldn't be her that changed Rachel's mind. But she hoped Finn could.

Santana had asked Finn to meet her in the lobby of the hotel. He had agreed to her plan without question. She had hoped he would. That was one thing you could count on Finn for, his unquestionable habit of doing things before thinking them through.

Santana sighed, some people are so oblivious. She still couldn't believe Rachel hadn't discovered this on her own. It didn't matter though. Now that Rachel was expecting, Brody's baby or no, he had to go. (And it seemed pretty unlikely that it was his, what with the… hobby of his Santana had discovered mere hours ago.) It was time for her to expose him for what he truly was.

"Thanks for coming, Finn." She greeted him.

"No problem," He told her. "It was your money. I'm sorry about that by the way. I'll pay you back every penny I swear."

"Oh, I'm counting on it, baby face. But I'll be nice and only give you a 15% daily interest rate." Santana grinned.

"Oh thanks." He smiled back. Finn was actually in a good mood. The plane ride had given him time to cool off. Plus he was glad he finally had somewhere to channel his anger. Brody was in for a rude awakening. No one messed with his girl.

"Seriously though, don't worry about it. It's the least I could do."

"What do you mean?" Finn asked curious. He was really starting to wonder about Santana. The favor she had asked him to do, it wasn't for her at all it seemed. It was for Rachel. Finn knew Santana no longer hated Rachel, but they weren't exactly best friends either. But all of this, all Santana had done, was for Rachel.

"Nevermind. Let's go upstairs; I've already got the key." Keeping a secret was hard on Santana. She was used to blurting out everyone's secrets. She sure hoped Berry told him soon. Santana wasn't sure how long she could keep her mouth closed.

"What room is it, again?" He asked.

"309."

"Right."

"Listen Finn, like I said I'll only be there for a minute after he comes." She started as they got on the elevator. "But there's one more thing I need you to do before you skip town. And it's another thing that's more for Rachel than me."

Finn was getting more curious by the minute. There was something she wasn't telling him. That was so unlike Santana.

"What is it?" He asked.

"Don't leave without paying Rachel a visit." She told him. "She'd want to see you. Promise me you'll go see her?"

"I promise." What the hell was going on?

They got to the room then. Brody would arrive in ten minutes. That gave them a few minutes to kill before they had to get in their places. Santana sat on the bed. Finn stood leaning against the wall by the bathroom.

Realizing something was up, he tried to pry more information from Santana. Heaven knows she was no good at keeping things secret. He figured she'd be an easy egg to crack.

"What's going on Santana?" Finn began. "There's something you're not telling me; it's not like you to be quiet."

"It's not my place Hudson."

"What do you mean?"

"Look you just have to talk to Rachel. It's not my place to tell her secrets."

Finn was about to press for more but Santana put up a hand to stop him.

"Just trust me and talk to her. As for now, get in the bathroom and close the door."

Finn did as she said. He was excited.

Santana got up and turned off the light. Then she pulled her cell phone out and used it as a flashlight to make it accident-free back to the bed. She sat down on the edge and waited for Mr. Gigolo to get what he deserved.

The door opened.

"Good evening Vicki." Brody said, turning on the light to the hotel room. But it wasn't Vicki waiting for him.

"Santana. How did you…" This wasn't good.

"I told you. This is what I do." She said bluntly, no apology on her face.

"You can't tell Rachel. Please, I'm not proud of this." Brody pleaded.

"Save it. I think there's someone else that you should convince tonight." She said looking at something past him.

Brody heard a door open. He followed Santana's gaze, not sure what he would see. Finn. This was definitely not good. They exchanged a cold stare.

"Okay. Well, I am going to leave you two alone for a little girl talk." She said, smiling as she walked to the door. "Have fun."

Brody looked at Finn. Finn looked back at him menacingly.

"Listen I can explain this-" Brody tried.

"Shut your mouth." Finn had no patience anymore. He didn't have to be nice to this guy anymore.

"After tonight, you're a ghost." He continued. "You disappear from her life forever. No good-byes, nothing."

"I love her." He wasn't ashamed of it.

Finn looked almost amused. "But she doesn't really even know who you are." He threatened, getting in Brody's face. "Yet." He turned to leave, but Brody grabbed his jacket.

"You can't tell her."

Alright that's it. This guy is asking for it. Finn brought up his fist and punched Brody in the face, sending him flying into the wall. Brody grabbed the lamp off the table and threw it at Finn, missing him by a long shot. The lamp hit the wall instead and broke. Brody then made a lunge for Finn, pushing them both to the ground. They wrestled for a few moments, breaking a few more things. (The coffee table, for example.) Then Finn punched him again, grabbed his shirt and said, "Stay away from my future wife!"

With that Finn got up and left Brody there, but not without kicking one last thing, the mini refrigerator on the ground.

Now that that was taken care of, there was only one thing on Finn's mind. Rachel. He had to see her.