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Past

"Congratulations! It's a boy." The nurse says tenderly, passing the newborn baby to his wife. Tears slowly build in her eyes as she takes the baby from her.

He leans over, placing a kiss on Rachel's head. He turns to look at his son.

His son.

"He's so beautiful." Rachel whispers, taking her finger and running it along their babies cheek.

"He is," Finn chokes out and she giggles lightly. At that moment, their sons eyes open, showing a deep shade of brown. "Oh Rach, he has your eyes." He smiles, kissing her head again.

"Finny," she whispers. "He has your nose." And he chuckles because she's right.

"Thank you." He manages even though he feels like he's going to cry any moment. She looks away from their son for a minute, her eyebrows furrowing.

"For what?" She asks, looking back at the baby.

"For giving him to me." He tells her. She sniffles, as a small tear runs down her face. He chuckles, wiping it away. She smiles, looking down at their new son.

"We need to name him." She mentions and he nods.

"How about Matt?" He says.

"We can't just name him Matt. It'll have to be Matthew." She says.

"I like that. Matthew Hudson." He smiles at the way the name sounds.

"Matthew Christopher Hudson." She repeats, adding the middle name they decided on.

"I love it." He grins.

"Me too."


Present

He goes through the motions everyday.

He gets up, goes to work and then comes home. Sometimes he eats. Sometimes he sleeps.

Nothing has been the same since Matt died.

He doesn't see her much. Occasionally, he'll catch a glimpse of her on the subway, or at the little diner she works at.

New York may be a big city, but he can't help but see her everywhere.

Sometimes, Santana will tell him little things that are going on with her, like how she's doing or if anything has changed.

It's always the same.

"She just needs time, Finn. Her son died." Santana always says.

He just wants to tell her that it was his son too.

He was a little shocked to see her at the graveyard the other day. Usually, she makes sure that they are going at different times. Usually, she won't go until she's sure that he isn't there.

It hurts, like a lot. The fact that she can't look at him or speak to him.

The fact that she just left, without saying goodbye.

He tries to come up with the reason she left. Was it because he tried to help her move on? Was it because he thought she was fine and didn't think that she needed help.

She was always so strong. She never let him see her cry after the first week of Matt being gone.

It was like she was trying to get over him. It was like she was trying to make life go back to normal. So, he went along with it, hoping that maybe it would.

But life can never really go back to normal after your son dies.

Before he realizes it, he's dialing the familiar number all over again.

He hopes and pleads that she answers, but just like always the phone beeps.

"The number your are trying to reach has been disconnected..."

He cries out, throwing the phone against the wall. Hot and angry tears roll silently down his face.

She promised. On the day they got married, she promised that through thick and thin, she would always love him.

She promised that she would never leave him, no matter how bad things got.

He remembers perfectly. He remembers exactly what she told him the day she married him.

"I promise to always be faithful to you. To always love you, no matter what happens. Nothing can tear two tethered people apart. I'll always love you, Finn."

But she lied.

She left him, even though she promised she never would. She said she would always love him.

But, she didn't.

She left him and now he's a broken man.