Chapter Twenty Two

After a week of Lima and family and Christmas goodness, Finn was actually excited to go back to LA. He loved Christmas, he loved his Mom and Burt and even the Berry's had been pretty decent to him, but all of the 'accidental' run ins with Quinn and the 2 AM calls from a crying Jesse really had worn on Finn. So the day after Christmas, he woke up early, packed up Rachel's car and checked out of the hotel that had been basically Rachel's residence for what? Two months. Finn shuddered at the thought of her living out of bags while Jesse was at her home, smashing her things.

Finn pulled up to the hotel and made his way to their room, ignoring the crowd gathering in the lobby for breakfast. He felt a small hand on his arm so he turned, assuming Rachel had woken up and walked downstairs. He was surprised and almost shaken to see the blonde in front of him.

"Quinn?"

"Hey Finn, what are you doing here?" She grinned up at him, looking through her eyelashes at him. He gulped.

"Uhm…"

"You know how my mom is a realtor?"

Finn shrugged, "I think I remember that."

"She bought me this cute little town home on the other side of town, and you'll never guess who sold it to us."

Finn cringed, of course this was happening, "Surprise me."

"Jesse St. James." She gleamed and Finn gulped again. "Jesse." She called and Finn took a giant step back.

"Wait, he's here?" Finn spit suddenly, searching through the crowd.

"Yes, this is my families after Christmas brunch. He's my date. I assumed you remembered we did it at this hotel. That's why you're here, isn't it?"

Finn hadn't remembered. He'd only been to it once. He tried to avoid going back to Lima after Burt and Carole married. Until Rachel, that is. "No it's not."

"What the fuck is he doing here?" He heard Jesse's voice growl from the side.

"I don't know. We haven't gotten that far, sweetie."

"Sweetie?" Finn raised an eyebrow. "Wait. You two are an item?"

"Since December 19th." Quinn grinned, "He wouldn't date me until the divorce was finalized. Isn't that so… chivalrous."

Does she even know what that word means? Finn asked himself, "Yeah, he's a super guy." Finn thought for a moment, "Wait. What about Puck?"

"What about him?" Quinn spit quickly.

"You've been talking to him."

"I'm not allowed to talk to other men?" Quinn retorted and Jesse shifted uncomfortably, his arm still around Quinn.

"Of course you are, sweetie. Just not allowed to sleep with them." Jesse said softly down to Quinn.

Finn walked backwards a little further and Quinn stepped forward, pulling Jesse with her, "Well aren't you going to join us for brunch?"

"Qui-" Jesse started but she held her hand up to stop him.

Finn cleared his throat, "No thank you. I have a prior engagement."

"When did you start speaking like that?" Quinn probed, with an inquisitive look.

"Since he started fucking the most pretentious girl in all of the continental Northwest." Jesse scoffed.

"if by pretentious you mean brilliant, and by fucking you mean fell in love with then yes, that is when." Finn glared back. "Now if you'll excuse me." Finn growled and turned around quickly.

He practically ran to the elevator and sprinted to the room. When he made it to the room he burst in the door quickly, "Rach?" He called, out of breath. He heard the shower and stuck his head in the bathroom door. "Rachel?"

She stuck her head out of the shower curtain and gave him her large smile, "Hey handsome." She noticed his expression, "Were you jogging?"

"I was running away from a terrible nightmare." Finn stepped inside and began removing his shirt. "Can I join you? I think I need to wash out my eyes for, like, an hour."

"What happened baby?" Rachel said sympathically, motioning for him to join her.

He slipped out of his clothes easily and stumbled into the shower that is much smaller than the one they shared at his place, "I don't even want to tell you." He admitted, "But damn, you look good." He smiled down at her and she slapped his shoulder playfully. "Also, we have to be out by eleven. We're starting the drive today."

"Why are we leaving early?" she pouted.

"It's just a day. I just, I need to get the fuck out of Lima." He groaned and she raised an eyebrow at him, "I already packed the car up." He told her as he ran his fingers lightly up and down her naked back.

"Well, that was sweet of you." She leaned up to kiss him and he leaned down, capturing her lips in a soft kiss. He wanted more but she turned quickly, revealing her perfect ass to him. "You're not getting any from me until you tell me what you saw."

"No," Finn whined, "It will get you out of the mood. And I want you in the mood, cause I wanna be in you."

"You just reminded me of Santana." Rachel told him casually.

"I would hope that you wouldn't hear anything like that come out of her mouth." Finn growled with jealousy seeping into his veins.

Rachel giggled and turned again, "Never directed at me, but she is very much into PDA."

"Which is weird seeing as she is sleeping with four people."

"Two." Rachel corrects.

"Three." Finn reminds.

"Puck doesn't count." Rachel tells him, leaning up to kiss him again, "Okay, what or who did you see that made you run into the room like an insane person?"

"Quinn."

"She is relentless." Rachel groaned.

"It's worse."

"HOW?" Rachel let the panic take over her tone.

"Jesse was with her, they are like, an item or something." Finn frowned.

Rachel felt the crunks rise in her throat, "That is disgusting."

"Yeah, it was so fucking creepy, Rach." Finn pouted.

Rachel ran her hands up his chest and around his neck, "I'm sorry Finn."

"It's okay," he looked down nervously, "H-how are you feeling about that?"

"I could care less." She told him, "I mean, it's nasty. A nasty square they decided to create, but you know it's crap, right?"

Finn furrowed his brow, "Huh?"

"What are the chances, Finn? They really fell for eachother? No, they are just together bitching about what terrible people we are." Rachel tells him, backing more into the water, running her hands through his hair. "Do they seem like they would get along. Do you think Quinn would date a dancer? A guy who likes musicals more than Kurt? Does that seem practical."

Finn smirked as the lightbulb made itself apparent in his head, "You are so smart, I never looked at it that way."

"Never looked at it that way?" Rachel giggled, "You just found out, what? Fifteen minutes ago."

"Yeah, but you figured it out in seconds." Finn noted before leaning down to kiss her cheek softly.

"Well, that's cause I'm brilliant." Rachel teased.

Finn stood up quickly, remembering something from earlier, "Rachel? What does pretentious mean?"

Rachel thought for a moment, biting her lip as she thought. Finn admired her face as she did, licking his lips as she bit onto her lip harder, "Well, it's basically someone who is pretentious is consistently trying to impress others. Trying to show them that they are more important, usually by using larger words then necessary."

Finn nodded, "Why do you ask, baby?"

Finn sighed, "Jesse called you pretentious."

Rachel nodded, "I guess I can see why some people would see me as pretentious. But, I think there is a difference between intelligent and pretentious."

Finn nodded with a grin, "Yeah, I totally agree. Quinn asked me why I was talking differently. He said it was because I was with you and you were pretentious, but I said you were brilliant. And you are the reason I am speaking in a more advanced way."

"I think an intelligent man is very sexy." She grinned and pulled her way up to him, getting on her tippy toes and Finn helped her by bending his head down. Their lips touched lightly at first and soon she found herself being hoisted onto Finn's waist. She felt him harden against her and moaned at the sensation, "Finn…" She breathed and Finn grinned against her lips, pushing her against the wall, "Come inside." She whispered and Finn growled in response.

Finn pulled back just enough to adjust himself to slide inside her and without warning she was clawing at his hair, moaning his name and he felt like he would explode at any moment. Why did being inside her feel like home? She dragged her mouth along his neck as he thrust against her and without warning he slipped backwards.

"Oh god, Finn!" She cried. She was now straddling him in a way to small tub for his large body and his head ached from hitting the faucet.

"Yeah," He groaned, rubbed the back of the neck before returning his hands to her thighs, "don't worry." He smiled, "I'm still inside you, I'm good."

Rachel shook her head, "You're naughty." She laughed, "Luckily, I don't mind." She picked back up where he had left off, bouncing on top of him.

Finn groaned with pleasure and the sensation took away from the pain in his head. He watched Rachel as she moved up and down, glistening in water that was showering down on them, "Oh baby, have I told you how hot you are?"

She leaned down to bring her lips to his, "Not today." She teased before kissing him, letting her tongue explore his mouth. He tasted like his morning coffee and Finn. It was her favorite taste.

Rachel continued the motion as they kissed and Rachel moaned into his mouth, reaching between them to touch herself, feeling that he was getting close.

They came together as they usually did and it wasn't until Rachel came off her Finn induced high that she realized she was under freezing water and shivered. "We should get out now." She said in a shaky voice and Finn laughed and nodded. Rachel lifted herself up and helped him up as well. She turned the heat up and rinsed her body and hopped out, "Wash off and then we'll head out soon, okay?"

Finn nodded and turned, "FINN!"

"What?" He jumped, eyes wide.

"You're bleeding." Rachel said making him turn his head again, "Oh baby, I'm sorry. I didn't realize how hard you hit."

"200 pounds of giant falling backwards? A little blood is nothing." Finn laughed.

"Well, let me get you a rag, at least." Rachel frowned and did so.

After a hour of Rachel dotting over Finn, telling him to 'take it easy'. Finn laughed and let her attempt to take care of him. Why wouldn't he want her to? She ordered them room service and even gave him a blow job to make him feel better. He didn't have the heart to tell her that he felt pretty good, but it was a good excuse to feel her awesome gag reflex so he let it happen.

Finn finished packing his bag as Rachel put the last curl in her hair and spinned around, "Do you realize, that in two days we will be living together, in your apartment. I mean, our apartment. We won't run into Quinn or Jesse or anyone. It'll just be us."

Finn grinned and stood, beckoning her to come to him, "It will just be perfect." Finn whispered.

"Damn, I'm one lucky lady."

Finn laughed, "Let's get out of here."

"Deal."

They made their way to the lobby, turned in their keys and avoided all contact with anyone anywhere. They made it to her car and put the last bags in there. Rachel tosses keys to Finn and they both hop it.

"So, can we get snacks?" Rachel asked putting her feet on the dash and turning up the heater.

"Yeah, what is your go to road trip snack?" Finn asked as he put the car in drive and ignored Quinn's car in the parking lot.

Rachel looked to the side, seeing Jesse leaning down awkwardly to kiss Quinn on the cheek, "It's just a show." Rachel snaps and suddenly rolls down the window, "Hey St. James."

"Rach!" Finn laughed, "What are you doing?" He was excited and nervous, "baby, stop." He whispered.

"You don't kiss your girlfriend like that, do you?" Rachel shouted. "You're such a fake." She spit and Finn sped away.

Finn and Rachel were both laughing, "I can't believe I did that." Rachel cried. "I can't believe I did that." She looked over at Finn and he grinned back at her, "You do something to me, Finn Hudson. I can't explain to you what it is, but you do it to me. You make me feel…"

"Alive?" Finn raised his eyebrow.

"How did you know?"

"You make me feel the same." Finn whispered.

Rachel pulled his hand up to her lips and kissed her softly, "Salt and Vinegar chips. Diet Dr. Pepper. Dark chocolate kit kat bars."

"Damn baby. You can eat." Finn laughed.

"Well what's yours?" Rachel retorted.

"Beef jerky, Mountain Dew, and Salt and Vinegar chips."

"Well, Perfect!" Rachel gleamed and leaned her head on his shoulder, "But, let's just drive for a while."

"Fine by me."