A/N: Hey guys, thanks again for all of the reviews! Sorry it took me a little longer to update then usual, I've been having a hard time when it comes to getting time to write.

We skipped ahead to Thanksgiving with a surprise visit from Kurt. :)

Enjoy. Don't stop reviewing.

Chapter Sixteen

"Kurt Elizabeth Hummel."

Kurt rolled his eyes and set his bag down on the living room floor, "Well, you know that isn't my middle name." He pulled Rachel into a big hug.

"What are you doing here?" Rachel squealing into his shoulder. "Did you get taller?"

"I'm wearing dance heels." He pointed at his tap shoes that had the slightest of heels, "They are a new pair and I wanted to break them in."

"Again, what are you doing here?" Rachel picked up his bag and escorted him to his room.

"It's Thanksgiving, silly."

"B-But you don't get holidays off." Rachel protested.

Kurt nodded, "You're right, I don't. But, I made a deal with the director, and he made an exception."

"Are you sleeping with him?" Rachel gasped.

Kurt raised his eyebrow and held his hand up, making the universal sign for 'small' with his thumb and pointer finger, "A little bit."

Rachel shook her head, "I can't believe it."

"Well, you can't be the only harlot from the time of Lima, now can you?" Kurt teased and noticed Rachel's pink bag in his room, "Are you staying here? Oh Rach! I didn't-"

"Stop, I can crash in Finn's room or something." Rachel assured him.

Kurt laughed, "Just keep it down. Where is my elusive step-brother anyway?"

Rachel say on the bed and Kurt joined her, "He is picking up Puck, Blaine and Sam from the airport. Blaine is going to join us for dinner tomorrow."

"Doesn't this Blaine have his own family?" Kurt rolled his eyes, he was just getting used to the idea of Finn actually being around. He didn't want his hooligan band mates there too.

Rachel shook her head, "He does, but they spend their Thanksgivings in Cabo. He is actually quite sweet. We sang karoke a couple of times together." Rachel grinned. "I think he might play for your team, but Finn is completely clueless. So turn your gay-dar on."

"Sweetie, you've been away from me too long. My gay-dar is always on the ready." Kurt laughed and pulled Rachel into another big hug. "I have missed you so much, how has… everything been?"

Rachel bit her lip, "Besides Jesse not signing the agreed upon divorce papers, it's been okay."

Kurt grabbed Rachel's bag and they threw it in Finn's room, "Ah yes, the divorce. It wouldn't be Jesse and Rachel if it wasn't ridiculously dramatic."

Rachel pouted as they made their way to the kitchen, "We've had enough drama, I've committed adultery, everyone thinks I'm pregnant, my Dads hate me. I've been living at a hotel."

Kurt's mouth dropped, "Speaking of, why are you two staying here? Can't you stay in a hotel."

Rachel shrugged, "Finn convinced me to. Apparently Carole likes when the kids stay over for holidays."

Kurt nodded, "Very true. I had to stay over on Christmas Eve and the night before Thanksgiving for the past three years. Something about waking up in the house together makes the holiday special… I don't know." Kurt tried to dip his finger in a pie that Rachel was scooping whip cream on but Rachel smacked his hand away, "What about your Dads?"

"Chinese and movies as usual." Rachel tells Kurt. "Finn and I are going over there at 6 tomorrow. Apparently Carole serves dinner at 1."

"Yep. On the dot." Kurt grins. "I can't wait for them to come home as see that the good son is home." Kurt gleams and Rachel rolls her eyes. "Are you aware that if you marry Finn we'll be like… in-laws."

Rachel laughed and scrunched her nose at Kurt, "I'm not marrying Finn."

Kurt's face dropped quickly, "Not ever? Or not now?"

"Not ever." Rachel stated with a blunt nod, "How could I do that again? Look at what it's caused with Jesse. No, I will never get married again."

"But…" Kurt began to argue but Rachel shook her head.

"No, Kurt. Becoming Rachel St. James taught me a valuable lesson. I am Rachel Berry and I intend to keep it that way. I'm finally back to being me, I don't want to run off and get married." Rachel stated ignoring Kurt's glares.

"You're being ridiculous." Kurt spits at her.

"Look at Goldie Hawn and Kurt Russell, they've been together something like 40 years and they are married." Rachel nodded with a grin.

"But, the big jewish wedding…" Kurt started with puppy dog eyes.

"…that I never got with Jesse because his Dad is like a really strict Catholic?" Rachel finished his sentence, "I know, but I am just so scared. This whole thing has scared me, I can't get married again. Ever."

"Oh and there my diva is. Melodramatic much? Does my quasi-brother know this?" Kurt raised his eyebrow in obvious judgement.

Rachel shook her head, "We've been together a month, we're not talking about marriage. I mean, who even knows if he wants to get married… when the time comes I'll talk to him about it."

Kurt was obviously frustrated, "Are you listening to yourself, crazy pants?" Kurt scoffed at her, "'we've only been together a month. I'll move across the country for him and give up everything I have for him, but how dare you bring up marriage' Really, Rachel? You are insane." Kurt breathed out in frustration. "You are acting a damn fool."

"Okay, why are you acting like Mercedes all of a sudden?" Rachel jumped at his change in tone.

Kurt didn't skip a beat, "Because you obviously need all the help you can get. Don't sit here and tell me it's too soon to talk about marriage, but you're moving across the country for the guy." Kurt shouts, "Not to mention, you might want to figure out what HE wants when it comes to the 'I'm never getting married thing' because maybe he wants to."

"Why are you being like this?" Rachel looked like she was going to cry.

Kurt took a breath to compose himself, "Because Rachel, you guys might not be talking about it… but he is."

"To you?" Rachel gasped and had her hand over her heart in shock and surprise.

Kurt nodded slowly, "Yes, to me."

Before Rachel could respond she heard the front door open and Rachel had to turn around to compose herself.

"There he is." Finn said with a grin and Rachel could hear them hugging, "I'm so glad you were able to make it work."

Rachel spinned around in surprise, "You knew about this."

Finn nodded, obviously proud of himself, "We wanted to surprise you."

Rachel felt like she would burst into tears, "That was very sweet, both of you. You're amazing." Rachel felt a tear spill over her eye lid, "Except I am mad at you." She teased Finn trying to lighten the mood, "You're stealing my best friend."

Finn and Kurt laughed and Finn made his way to Rachel and pulled her in his arms. Kurt watched as his big step brother wiped his best friends tear, whispered something soft in her ear and made her laugh at some strange face he made. He watched them kiss softly and thought about the difference between the last time he saw Jesse and Rachel kiss. This was romantic, loving, caring, when it came to Jesse and Rachel, they had been… roommates. Comfortable roommates.

"Jesse" Rachel called up the stairs of their home, "Kurt and I are leaving."

"Where are you going again?" Jesse asked as he made his way down the stairs.

Rachel rolled her eyes, "Harry Potter, I've told you like 18 times."

Jesse nodded and Rachel reached up to hug him and kissed him on the cheek, Jesse turned to catch her lips and dropped the kiss and his arms after no longer then a second, "Have fun, ladies."

Rachel sighed and looked at Kurt, "Okay, ready?"

Kurt cleared his throat reminding the two that he was there. "Where are the boys?" Kurt pointed to the front door, noticing that the possibly gay lead singer of Four Play had not walked through the door.

"Blaine, Puck and Sam are outside fighting about who gets the car." Finn laughed to himself.

"Well who's car is it?" Kurt asked as Rachel went back to put together pies.

"It's a rental," Finn tells him, "No one wants to get stuck anywhere."

"Why didn't you get a couple rentals?" Kurt asked rolling his eyes at the stupidity of boys.

"Our agent only pays for one. I ride with Rachel or my Moms car, but everyone is terrified of spending too much time with their family."

"Hudson!" They heard Puck yell from the door, "Sam just fucking punched me, want to get out here?"

"Oh good, testosterone." Kurt muttered under his breath at the trio ran to the front yard.

"What the fuck, Sam?" Finn said as he walked out to the yard, Sam was sitting in the snow, Blaine in standing in front of him looking as if he was protecting him.

Kurt leaned over to Rachel, "His pants are red, Rach. Of course he's team gay."

Rachel tried to hold back a giggle and walked over to Sam, his face bleeding by the eye, "What happened, Sam?" She whispered and grabbed the his face to look at it, "Looks like you punched back a little hard."

"Back?" Sam argued, "I pushed a little and he just whaled on me."

"Dude, it's a car. We all need to calm down." Finn shoved Puck to the side and went up to Blaine, "What the fuck?"

"This wasn't about the car." Blaine admitted, "Everyone agreed that Puck would grab it and that you, me or Rachel would go pick up Sam if need be but then Quinn drove by."

"WHAT?" Rachel and Finn almost shouted.

"She didn't see us, or maybe she did… either way she just kept driving." Puck told Finn.

"Her house isn't even close to here, there is no reason she should be driving down this street." Finn growled.

Rachel rolled her eyes and stood, "Oh there isn't, huh? So she wasn't driving by to see if you were home?" Rachel crossed her arms in a huff, "Kurt, go get some neosporan for Sam. Come on, Sam. Let's go inside."

She helped Sam up and Finn's jealousy took over, "Dude, how about you get your hands off her?"

"Whoa, really?" Kurt said to Finn in shock, "Is there something in the water? You guys are all insane. All of you get inside and Blaine can tell us what happened."

"Why Blaine?" Puck spit at Kurt.

"Because Blaine is the only person here who seems to be staying off the crazy juice." Kurt said as he opened the front door.

Everyone settled in the living room, Finn sat in the recliner, crossing his arms. Rachel sat on the arm next to Sam on the couch, cleaning his wound unaware of Finn glaring daggers into her back and Puck sat on the other side of the couch. Blaine made it a point to sit in between them and Kurt stood before all of them as if he was going to direct a seminar.

"Alrighty, Blaine – go for it." Kurt announces with a proud grin.

Blaine shifts awkwardly, "Alright, so Quinn drove by and…"

"You've got to be fuckin' kidding me." Puck spit suddenly. "Quinn just drove by."

Sam looked up, "Yeah, awesome. All of this shit is about to come out again."

Puck glared at Sam, "You've got something to say to me?" he inched towards Sam.

Sam shook his head, "Nothing, I just think everything with Finn has finally gotten back to normal and I don't want everything to go to shit because you can't keep it in your pants."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Puck was towering over Sam now.

"Get off." He shoved him, "Just stay away from Quinn, alright?"

"Why? So you can fuck her?" Puck asked and swung his fist meeting Sam's face. Blaine ran in between them and pulled Puck off him.

"Go get Finn, now." Blaine directed.

"Really?" Kurt looked almost bored, "That was it?" Kurt rolled his eyes, "You guys are boring."

Rachel stood and handed Sam a band-aid, "I think that it's pretty obvious that your 'let's all ignore the Quinn thing' isn't working." She made her way over to Finn and put her hands on either side of his face, "And I was just fixing his cut, you can't get jealous." She noted.

"Well that's a little hypocritical." Kurt said from the kitchen, "You got jealous of Quinn just driving by. You know Finn control her actions."

Finn nodded, "It's true."

"Now, I'm really mad at you for stealing my best friend." Rachel pouted a little, "Apparently we ALL need to deal with the Quinn situation."

"Can we not and say we did?" Puck groaned.

"No!" Rachel shouted suddenly, "We already tried that, and Sam's face is a sure sign that won't work."

Blaine stood up and motioned to Sam, "Here, I'll take you to your parents. Puck, you take the car. Tomorrow night before we go to the movie how about we go out, get some coffee and talk about this."

"Movie?" Rachel asked Finn confused.

"We always go to a movie on Thanksgiving. It's a tradition." Finn told her and kissed her cheek, "Come on, let's get back to cooking."

"You mean, I'll go back to cooking and you'll go back to trying to eat everything I set down." Rachel teased him and he nodded in excitement. "See you in a bit, Blaine?"

"Uh, I don't know if I'll be able to find my way back," Blaine admits awkwardly.

Kurt grins, "I'll accompany you." He basically jumps up with excitement and Rachel tries to hide her laughter.

When Kurt and Blaine got back from dropping Sam off with his family Carole and Burt were home, Burt and Finn were working on a car in the garage and Carole and Rachel were putting together some more fixings for the next day.

"Hey guys." Rachel waved, "Carole meet Blaine Anderson."

Carole wiped her hands quickly and took Blaine into a hug, "Oh, it's been too long for me to have not met you. I've heard so much about you. And your voice is just amazing."

Blaine blushed but thanked her and Rachel could tell Kurt was quite smitten with Blaine. Rachel grinned to herself and continued to mix the pecan mixture in front of her, "We ordered pizza, so I hope you hungry."

After relaxing night of watching movies and pizza Rachel and Finn made their way to his bedroom, as they left the room Rachel turned to Blaine who was having easy conversation with Kurt. "Blaine, will you be okay on the couch?"

Blaine nodded, "Yeah, no worries. Thanks for letting us stay."

"Don't thank us, you can thank Carole in the morning." Rachel told him and grabbed Finn's hand and he led her to his room.

Rachel quickly changed into his football jersey that she found in one of his drawers and Finn threw on some basketball shorts, "Damn you look good in that." Finn sat on his bed and Rachel spinned around with a grin.

"Really?" Rachel gleamed.

"Yeah, that's ridiculously hot." Finn growled.

Rachel made her way onto Finn's laugh, "We're not having sex in your parents house." Rachel told him with a raised eyebrow and Finn chuckled.

"Why not? If I had actually gone to high school we probably would have done it then in this house." Finn said against the skin of her neck, kissing her lightly.

Rachel pushed him back, "Are you implying that if we had gone to high school together, you would have given me the time of day?"

Finn nodded profusely, "I don't know if you've seen your ass, there is no way I wouldn't have wanted on that."

Rachel swatted his bare arm, "Don't talk like that about 16 year old me."

"I'm talking that way about 23 year old you. Plus, I can talk about 16 year old you and 16 year old me together, can't I?" Finn pouted.

Rachel shook her head, "You never even looked my way freshman year."

"If I had three more years I can almost guarantee I would have come sniffing around at some point." Finn grabbed Rachel's ass and squeezed it with a grin, "Exhibit A." He took his other hand and cupped her face, "Exhibit B." He took his thumb and rubbed her soft lips lightly and brought his lips to hers and whispered against them, "And lastly, Exhibit C." He kissed her softly, sweetly and Rachel couldn't help but grin under Finn's lips.

"I'm not buying it, but it's a nice thought." Rachel told him kissing his cheek and sliding off his lap and making herself comfortable on the inside of the bed.

Finn grumbled and got cozy next to Rachel, "You aren't even going to give me a little?" Finn pouted putting his arms around Rachel waist, pulling her towards him.

"Not even a little." Rachel nodded, "You can get some tomorrow night when we're back at the hotel." She promised turning around in his arm to nuzzle in his neck.

"But, baby, I've missed you so much." Finn pouted, leaning down to kiss her hair, "I'm serious, this room hasn't gotten a lot of action. It's really unfair."

Rachel laughed, "I've missed you too, Finn." She told him softly, nuzzling her nose into Finn's neck, "And I want to too, but…"

Finn decided to stop talking, and start showing Rachel by sliding his hand up her very bare leg, "Okay, we don't have to." His hand made its way in between her thighs and started to rub softly. "We can just sleep." He moved up further.

"Someone isn't playing fair." Rachel whispered.

Finn's hand got to her underwear and rubbed lightly and softly, when he heard her whimper in response he grinned widely. "Just go with it." He told her.

She nodded, silently scolding herself for giving in so easily. Finn's hand slipped underneath Rachel's underwear and Finn gave himself a mental high-five for how wet she already was, "Someone missed me too."

Rachel nodded again, "How can I not? I've been … aching for you." Rachel admitted at she thrust herself closer to Finn's hand.

Finn quickly moved his position to hover over and began to nip at her neck and ear and collar bone, wherever he could reach. Rachel bit her lip in order to hold back a moan.

Rachel put one arm on Finn's bare back and one hand fisted into his hair, "Finn…" She half whispered, half moaned, "You're wearing too many clothes."

Finn took the hint and removed his shorts and boxers and discarded them and Rachel quickly pulled off her underwear, "What about the shirt."

Rachel shook her head, "Nope." She grinned, "I like wearing it."

Finn couldn't argue, she looked hot in it, so he allowed it. He made his way on top of her again and crashed into her and she accepted him willingly. Her moans were muffled at first but after a while Finn had to put his hand over her mouth.

"Shhh! Baby, Shhh!" Finn pleaded and Rachel's only response was to bite his hand in ecstasy. "Okay then…" is all Finn could say. He kept his hand over her mouth, kissing her cheek and thrusting harder. Rachel moved into him and began to scratch his back.

"Ouch, baby." Finn scolded but Rachel's eyes weren't on him, they were closed and she was moaning loudly under his hand.

He moved his hand and took her head in his hands and kissed her lips in attempt to silence her, she moaned his name into his mouth and felt her wall concave on him making his come inside of her.

After riding the orgasm out Finn let himself rest on top of the small girl and all she could do was breath, "Why was that so good?" Rachel finally said and Finn got up to clean himself off.

"What are you talking about?" Finn chuckled, "Isn't it always good."

"No, it's always good, it's always fantastic. But.. that was a step above." Rachel admitted.

Finn made his way back on the bed and rested his naked body against her partially naked body, pulling her towards him, "It was all the excitement of being in my parents house."

Rachel swatted him, "It is not." She frowned.

"Oh don't act all high and mighty. It was a little exciting… obviously." Finn teased her and Rachel just laughed.

"I love you, Finn."

"I love you too, Rach."

They fell asleep wrapped in each other just like they always did. Rachel never slept better then when she was in Finn's arms. The next morning she woke up early and put on her yoga pants and began to help Carole cook, after a couple hours Finn found his way down the stairs, his hair looking like he's just had sex and he was half-naked.

"Finn, go get decent." Carole spit at him. "We have company coming."

"Who is that? Rachel and Blaine don't count as company." Finn pouted, kissing Rachel's cheek and Rachel rolled her eyes at Finn's goofy grin.

"First of all, yes they do. And secondly, the Berry's are on their way over."

Rachel and Finn exchanged a look and then looked at Carole, "What?"

Ding Dong!

"Oh good, they're here!" Carole grinned and walked towards the door.

"Wait…" Rachel started again, "…What?"