Well...here we are! Enjoy!
As always, I don't own Finn, Rachel or anyone from gLee. Just Camden and the plot. Any medical mistakes are mine, I don't pretend to be a professional.

Chapter 3

August 2027

She sat on the exam table waiting for Dr. Bartholomew to come in the room. The t-shirt she was wearing felt too restricting, the air conditioning in the room making her skin prick. It had been six months since her and Finn had mutually agreed that it was time to start trying for a baby. She was realistic, she knew it wasn't going to happen right away. She wasn't young anymore; she'd read enough to know that it might take her a little longer to get pregnant this time. Not that she really knew how long it had taken her to get pregnant with Camden; she hadn't exactly been keeping track or trying at all for that matter. He had been a complete surprise that was a result, she had later figured out, of a course of antibiotics for a bout with tonsillitis. So perhaps it hadn't taken her long at all. But nonetheless, this six months business was beginning to nag at her.

"Hello Rachel," a gentle, calming voice broke through her thoughts. She smiled at the older woman.

"Hi Dr. Bartholomew, how are you?" She smiled softly, folding her hands in her lap.

"I'm great. And you? How's your gorgeous family?" She asked as she sat down on her stool.

"I'm great. They're great," she smiled warmly. "We've been trying to add to our family."

"So it says here," Dr. Bartholomew smiled as she looked at her chart. "What brings you in today?"

Rachel fiddled with her wedding ring for a minute.

"I just wanted to get a check up. We've been trying for six months and nothing's happened yet. I know it can take awhile, but this isn't my first pregnancy..."

"How long did it take you to conceive Camden?" Dr. Bartholomew looked up from her notepad.

She shrugged. "I wasn't trying with him. He was a happy miracle," she smiled brightly. She could say that now, years later. The latter half of her pregnancy with

Camden had been some of the darkest times of her life. Dr. Bartholomew nodded.

"Well, you said that you've been actively trying for six months?"

Rachel blushed while she nodded."Yes, actively absolutely," she grinned knowingly. A particularly hot afternoon floated to her mind.

Her back slammed against the wall as Finn pushed her into it, trapping her trembling body against it with his. She gasped as his hips bucked into hers, moaning at the feel of his manhood pressing at the space between her legs. His mouth placed a blistering kiss on hers, causing her to lose all breath and stream of thought. His hands gripped her hips as her legs wrapped around his waist causing them both to moan as they pressed together.

"Finn," she sighed as his lips travelled from her lips to her jaw and further down. She bucked her hips against his as his hands found her ass, groaning as he squeezed.

"Fuck, I love you," he stumbled as he pushed her dress up so it was resting on her hips. He pinned her to the wall with his hips as his hands found the lace of her panties and gently toyed with the band. She'd been taunting him all day, wearing the sundress he loved so much, laying out in the backyard while he worked away at landscaping. And then she had bit her lip in that seductive way and he'd turned off the lawn mower, grabbed her around the waist and hurried her into the house.

Her keening moan as his hand pressed between her legs, cupping her brought him back down to earth. Her head sank to his shoulder as her hands clasped his back and her hips continued to rock. As he began to touch her intimately Rachel pressed her body into Finn's as her teeth found the crook of his neck. Finn felt his knees growing weak as his need to be close to his wife escalated. She moaned desperately as he finally found the strength to push them both away from the wall. He groaned as he stumbled back into the opposing wall that led to the living room. He turned his head and glanced at the couch but could feel his legs quickly turning to jelly as she brought her mouth to his pulse point.

"Hold on tight," he slurred as he pushed away from the wall, sinking quickly to his knees. His hands braced her back as he tried to place her as gently as he could on the floor. She dug her feet into his ass as she reached for his basketball shorts and ripped them down in a blink, taking his boxers with them. He pushed her dress up further and hissed when her hands fell to his dick. His hands found the band of her panties once more, pulling at them urgently until the fabric gave way.

"Fuck baby," he nearly lost it as she held firmly to his dick and pulled him to her center.

"Finnnn...," she cried as he snapped his hips back and entered her roughly. She dug her nails into his shoulders as his hips slammed against her. She arched her back to meet his thrusts as a litany of curses fell from her lips. Suddenly she pushed up on his chest, forcing him with brute strength onto his back.

"Ugh," he grunted as she sat up on his hips, leveraging herself with her hands on his chest as she rotated her hips. "Fuck, Rach...ugh..." His eyes squeezed tightly as she rode him until the burning sensation that had been building in the pit of her stomach rose higher.

"Finn," she hissed as she closed her eyes and arched her back. Her voice and movements increased in speed and crescendo as Finn's hands encircled her waist and pulled her down so their hips were meeting tightly. Finn groaned as he felt her pulsing around him and couldn't help but let the sensation of finally releasing into her overtake him.

"And when was your last period?" She asked, staring at Rachel intently.

Rachel nibbled her lip as she thought about her cycle. "I had a little bit of light spotting earlier this month, it was like less than a day. My last full period was probably earlier in July? My cycle has always been all over the place since I had Camden," she bit a little harder.

Dr. Bartholomew looked at her for a moment before continuing with her exam.

"Did Rose grab a urine sample when you came in?"

Rachel nodded.

"Depending what the results of the urinalysis is, we might send you for a blood test. While we wait for those results, why don't you hop on down and we'll weigh you."

Rachel groaned at the thought of being weighed. Marriage and a an active child and work schedules had made her a little lax with her diet. She shucked off her shoes and approached the scale menacingly as the doctor laughed.

"120 right on the dot. Have you changed your diet significantly?" She asked.

She shrugged. "Life is busy. We've been eating a little lazily with our wacky schedules."

"You've actually lost weight Rachel. On your last visit you weighed in at 124 pounds. While 4 pounds isn't cause for alarm, for a woman trying to conceive it could be something to take into consideration if fertility seems to be an issue."

That didn't make Rachel feel any better. She took her lip between her teeth as she walked back over to the bed and sat down, just as a knock sounded on the door. Dr. Bartholomew got up to answer it, as a nurse passed an envelope through the door. She sat back down as she opened the envelope.

"Alright, so you're not on birth control, you're actively trying..." she trailed as she pulled out the lab results. She stared at it for a few moments, studying the results before she looked up at Rachel with a smile on her face. "And it seems, Rachel that all of your active trying has worked after all. We'll order a blood test to confirm but according to your urine test you are in fact pregnant."

The rest of her visit was a blur. Dr. Bartholomew gave her a requisition to get her blood drawn and she set up an appointment to come back again in a few weeks to date her pregnancy. Together they had figured she was approximately 5 weeks along, but they couldn't be sure for a few more weeks. Nonetheless, she was pregnant.

She was pregnant.

She walked back to her car almost in a daze. She dropped her keys as she tried to jam them in the lock, grunting when she couldn't get it to engage fast enough. Once she was inside, she sank down in the seat and sighed as she leaned her head back against the headrest for a moment. She blew out a breath as she opened her eyes, staring up at the ceiling of the car for a moment. She leaned forward to put her key in the ignition. As the car started up, her hands fell away from the steering wheel for a second and she allowed her hands to fall to her flat stomach for moment. She slid her thumb along the soft cotton of her t-shirt for a brief second. Her eyes got misty as she thought of the baby growing inside of her, a baby that her and Finn had made, had tried so hard for. She sighed as she leaned back in the seat again, closing her eyes allowing it to sink in for a few more minutes.

She picked at her nail beds, her heart pounding in her chest as she watched the clock run down. The queasiness in her stomach rose as the alarm went off. It was the moment of truth. She had been sick for the past week, throwing up everything and anything that touched her lips. She was sure it was just the flu because her and Nathan were so careful. But as she grabbed the beige stick on her counter, her mind raced with the possibility that maybe all of their careful planning had been in vain. She brought it over to herself face down as her heart beat wildly as she flipped it over. A very clear plus sign made her breath hitch and heart stop. Rachel was pregnant. How was she going to tell Nathan? She immediately dropped her head to her hands and sobbed until her voice went hoarse.

She walked around the bookstore, a basket hanging over her arm. She'd driven over to the mall after she finally collected herself in the parking lot. She didn't want to go home, she needed a distraction. She was pregnant, and she didn't know how she felt about it at the moment. There had been no signs, no preparation. With Camden she had all of them, she'd been sick, her boobs had been extremely tender and she had had a migraine for days. This time, nothing. She was also 8 weeks when she had found out about Camden. Dr. Bartholomew had guesstimated her to be around 4-5 weeks, but it wasn't concrete. She turned down another aisle, her eyes not even focusing on the books in front her until the section she needed caught her eye.

She pulled out a familiar book, staring at the cover. What To Expect When You're Expecting had been her bible when she was pregnant with Camden. Her copy, long gone, had been tattered when she had finally let it go. It had made way for the library of books she had on Down Syndrome. She picked up the heavy book and placed it in her basket before continuing to go through the titles. A funny title caught her eye and as she read the back, she knew immediately that it would be something Finn would appreciate. She picked up a few more books, including a thick baby name book before walking through the aisles and heading over to the children's section. She wanted to get Camden a special book. Her little boy wasn't a fan of change and she knew the next cluster of months were going to be really hard for him. She found a few books that she knew he would like and added them to the basket before heading for the check out. When she got to the cash register, the cashier gave her a knowing smile.

"Congratulations," she smiled gently at her.

"Thanks," she answered quietly. She paid for her books and took the bag and headed for the car. She heaved the books into the seat beside her before heading towards home. The music coming from the radio filled the silence and allowed her mind to relax. She sighed when she pulled into the driveway and hit the button for the garage to find that it was empty. Finn had promised they wouldn't be gone all day as it was a hot one. Obviously things had changed.
She brought her bag into the house and Perry's hopeless whine from his crate filled her ears.

"Hold on Perry, just let me put these upstairs!" She called as she ran up the stairs and stuck the bag with her purchases under the bed before going back down to let him out. He immediately darted out to the back door, and Rachel opened it to let him out. She watched from the door as he did his business before letting him inside.

She grabbed a glass of water before heading back up the stairs to lay down. Perry followed her up, plopping down next to the vent as she grabbed her bag out from under her bed. She stared at the contents for a moment, choosing to pull out the book she had bought for herself, leaving the others in the bag for the right moment. She laid down and held the book in her hands, staring at the cover for a few minutes. It still hadn't sunk in that this was happening. She flipped through the pages, briefly looking at the titles of chapters, her eyes landing on different diagrams.

5 weeks - your baby is the size of a tadpole. She sighed at the words, her hands finding her abdomen again.

The door downstairs opened with a bang, Perry's head immediately perking up when the dulcimer sounds of Camden floated upstairs.

"Mommmmmmmmmmmmmy, we hommmmmmmme..."

She slid off the bed and straightened her top before hiding her book in her drawer before heading towards the stairs. Camden went whirling past her up the stairs, stopping briefly to give her a hug before charging towards where Perry was waiting at the top of the stairs. The happy bark from the dog was met by an excited squeal from the little boy.

She walked through the house and found Finn in the kitchen, placing a box of pizza down on the counter.

"Hey babe! Sorry we're so late, but I brought pizza!" He grinned, hoping she wouldn't be upset that they were later than he had said they would be. "Cam was just having a blast so we decided to stay. I put more sunscreen on him, don't worry. We brought..."

"It's okay. I didn't get home too long ago myself," she whispered as she crossed her arms over her chest. He smiled and walked towards her, pressing a kiss to her forehead. He pulled away from her and ran his hands up and down her arms.

"You okay?"

She nodded, chewing her lip. "Just tired."

He gave her an intrigued look.

"Why don't you go get changed and wrangle Camden so we can eat?" She asked softly.

He quirked an eyebrow before pressing another kiss to her forehead just as a loud bang came from upstairs. Finn sighed and headed for the stairs.

She knew she had to tell him. She needed his help processing this, she needed him to hug her and tell her about how excited he was. She needed him to just hold her and tell her everything was going to be fine. She hid in the kitchen while Finn and Camden watched Toy Story. She was waiting for the popcorn to pop, staring at the microwave and waiting for something to happen.

"Mommy, you coming?" Camden called from the couch. "Buzz go fly,"

"I'm coming baby. Just waiting for the popcorn," she called. And hiding from your Dad, she thought. The microwave beeped and she pulled the hot bag out, letting it cool for a moment before pouring the contents into the bowl. She sighed and rejoined her boys in the living room. She sat down on the couch and Camden immediately clamoured to sit on her lap. She passed the bowl to Finn as Cam moved around to get comfortable on her lap. He leaned his head on her chest, right over her heart as he focused in on the screen in front of him. She pressed a kiss to his hair, inhaling his blueberry shampoo. He turned his head to look up at her, his blue eyes droopy.

"Love you Mama," he whispered sleepily. She smiled at him gently and pressed another kiss to his head before he leaned back on her chest.

"I love you too baby."

Finn smiled at the two of them as he wrapped his arm around the back of the couch and gently rubbed the back of her neck.

Camden was out long just before Buzz and Woody would find out that Andy's Christmas gift was a puppy.

"Want me to take him upstairs?" Finn offered as he stood up with the empty popcorn bowl. Rachel's fingers brushed through Camden's hair as she stared down at his sleeping form. He looked so peaceful when he was asleep. When she looked at him, sleeping much like he was now, he reminded her so much of what he was like as an infant, so calm and carefree. "Rach?"

"Sorry, what?"

He chuckled as he put the bowl down. "I asked if you wanted me to take him upstairs."

"Oh," she sighed. "Yeah, I guess."

He smiled at her before leaning over to scoop Camden into his arms. Her arms sagged as she watched Finn carry Camden out into the entry way and up the stairs.

She picked up the bowl he had discarded and brought it to the kitchen. She leaned her hands against the counter and took a deep breath, before moving to pour herself a glass of water.

She couldn't escape it now. Camden was asleep and she had to tell him. She heard the stairs creak and knew he was on his way back down.

"Hey," he sighed as he leaned against the door frame, his arms crossed over his chest. She turned around to see him standing there.
She allowed a small smile to play on her lips as she looked him up and down. He was dressed in a pair of pajama pants that hung low on his hips, a white wife beater over his chest.

She tried to appear happy and enthusiastic, but her emotions were making her feel anything other than upbeat. "Don't you look comfy."

He grinned back at her, before moving away from the wall and walking towards her. His features faltered a bit when he reached her, placing his hands on her bare arms. He leaned his head down and tried to get him to look at her.

"Hey, what's wrong babe?"

"What makes you think something's wrong?" She asked quietly.

"You've been quiet all night. I'm sorry that we got home late babe, I meant to call but my phone died and Cam..."

"It's fine," she shook her head. "I just..."

"Shit, babe, you went to the doctor today," his hands moved from her arms to her cheeks. "Did she say..."

She touched one of his hands that rested on her cheek, rubbing her thumb along his hand. "Babe?"

His eyes stared down into hers, imploring her to finish her sentence. "Did she tell you anything? Did she say everything was..."

"I'm pregnant," she gasped as the words left her mouth. She closed her mouth immediately and diverted her eyes.

"Babe? You're...you're pregnant?" It took him a second, but a happy chuckle fell from his lips as he bent his head to place a fevered kiss to her lips. She responded as he pressed his lips to hers with insistence. "Pregnant..." He pulled away with a gasp. "You're pregnant. That's...that's good right? Pregnant..." His hands dropped to her stomach as he sank to his knees. He pulled up her shirt hastily so he could press his hands and lips to her bare skin. Her hands found his hair and linked them through the strands as his mouth trailed all over her stomach.

"Hi baby," he sighed in wonder. "I'm your Daddy and I am so...so excited to meet you. I love you so much already." Tears came to her eyes as she listened to him.
It was everything she wanted to hear and more. But at the same time her heart sank. He slid up her body and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her into him tightly.

"God, I love you..." he sighed as he buried his face into her neck. His hands found her behind and pulled her into him even more.

"Wait..." He pulled away and held her at arm's length. "Are you okay? You haven't been sick and..." He tried to think about what he knew about the symptoms. He had been watching out for them after all.

"I'm fine. I've lost weight but other than that I'm good," she forced a smile.

"When..."

"When what?"

"When do I get to meet him? Or her?" He grinned.

"Oh. Um..." she cleared her throat. "Dr. Bartholomew suspects I'm about 5 weeks. But we won't know for sure until the first ultrasound and that won't be for a few more weeks..."she squealed as he scooped her up in his arms and rushed her up the stairs.

He stumbled a little as he carried her into the bedroom, slowing down as he approached their bed. He placed her gently on the mattress and it was only then that he saw her tears.

"Rachel? Babe?"

"I'm sorry," she sniffled as he laid down beside her, pulling her gently against him so she was laying over his body. His instinct to comfort her quickly overrode any plans he had to be intimate with his wife.

"Babe, what are you sorry for?" He wiped her tears as they continued to steadily fall down her cheeks.

"I..." she whimpered. "I'm freaking out Finn."

Finn's face fell as he looked up at her. He gently pushed her hair back behind her ear. "Talk to me babe..."

"I just want you to love us," she sobbed as fresh tears flowed to the surface. "I just want..."

"Babe, I do love you. I love you so much it almost hurts. Camden too. And this baby..." His hands ghosted down to touch the sides of her stomach. "This baby is going to be the best part of you and I." He took a deep breath as he wrapped his arms around her waist, trying to pull her as close to him as possible as her shoulders shook. "It's going to be okay babe, this is good. The baby is a good thing."

"I know," she sniffled. "I just...I was expecting her to tell me to take more vitamins or something. Not that I was already pregnant..." His arms tightened around her waist.

"But this is what you want...right?" he asked hesitantly. Rachel's heart ached when she heard the words. He shouldn't have to ask her. He should know this was what she wanted. She did want this, a baby with Finn.

"More than anything," she whispered, looking down at him as her eyes glistened. "I just...I'm just going to need your help Finn. Please don't leave me."

"I'm not going anywhere Rachel. I promise." She sobbed in his arms, soaking the wife beater he was wearing. He wrapped his arms around her tighter, kissing her head a few times. "I'm not going anywhere. You are my life, you and Camden and now this baby are my life and nothing is going to change that for me. Nothing."

His words were like a balm to her frayed nerves. She rested her head over his heart, allowing the steady beat of his heart to help calm her. She moved her head so she was staring up at him.

"I love you," she whispered, hiccuping slowly.

"I love you too babe." He pressed a kiss to her forehead this time, before following with a kiss to her nose and then a light one on her mouth.
She sighed as the kiss ended, resting her head on his chest once more.

"It's going to be okay. I promise," he sighed. "It's going to be great. So great."

He ran his hands through her long hair as he held her against his chest, hoping that his movements were helping her relax even somewhat. Her whimpers died down slowly as sleep finally began to take her. He could still feel her shuddering a little as a few gasps and whimpers left her mouth. His mind was reeling as he held her tightly. He heard it in her voice as she cried in his arms, she was scared. He felt like something was tormenting her, more than she was letting on. A baby was a great thing, it was something that he had thought they both wanted. They had been trying extremely hard for the last six months for this to happen; the thought of some of their escapades brought a blush even to his cheeks. And now that it was here, he could feel the panic seeping off of her.

He wanted this to be easy for her. He wanted her to be as excited as he was. The moment the words had left her mouth his heart had stopped and his blood had rushed straight to his ears. But as the words had sunk in the excitement bubbled up even further. He was going to be a dad! Of course he was already a dad to Camden, but this was a baby..a baby that he had helped create. A baby that was half of him and half of Rachel.

His heart stopped when he thought about Rachel. He wanted her to be proud of him. It was all he had ever wanted when they were younger and it's all that he wanted now. He was going to try his best to be everything she needed him to be, everything Camden would need him to be in the coming months. Was he scared? He wasn't sure he knew how to be scared right now. He was too excited at the possibility that he had created something so beautiful with the woman he loved so much.

She moved in her sleep, adjusting herself on him uncomfortably until he gently let her roll beside him. He spooned behind her, holding her gently as his hands splayed across her stomach. He couldn't wait until he could feel the changes in her belly. He couldn't wait for everything that was coming to them. He couldn't wait for what life had in store for them.

When Rachel rolled over the next morning, Finn's side of the bed was empty. She rolled over onto her back and sighed as she looked up at the ceiling, taking a deep breath. She listened, and when she didn't hear any noise coming from downstairs she blew out a breath. The house, it seemed, was silent so she could only assume her boys were gone. The thought that they had left her sleeping while they went out both simultaneously made her eyes water with tears, and relief overcome her.

She rolled over onto her side, facing the window that faced the front of the house.

She sniffled as she wrapped her arms around herself,, trying to will herself to go back to sleep and not get upset over the fact that they left her behind.

It was Camden's voice that woke her up. She opened her eyes slowly to find his blue eyes staring at her from beside the bed, a strawberry smoothie clutched in his hands.

"Mommy!" He grinned when her eyes focused on his. "Mommy, we gotted you breakfast!"

She slowly pulled herself up so she was sitting against the pillows. Camden thrust the smoothie at her before her eyes fell to Finn standing at the end of the bed, a tray filled with other breakfast goodies in his hands. She took the smoothie from Camden before he dropped it and allowed him to scramble onto the bed. Finn walked over to the other side and handed her the tray.

"Morning babe," he whispered as he leaned over and pressed a kiss to her head. She gave him a weak smile before turning to the tray in front of her.
"Mommy, Daddy and me getted breakfast." Camden smiled proudly as took a bite of the bagel half he had snatched from the tray.

"You went to get breakfast?" She questioned softly. Finn sat down on the edge of the bed and looked over at them. Rachel turned her gaze on him.

"Yeah. We were out of yogurt and the only fruit we had were apples...so we walked down to the breakfast place around the corner and grabbed all of this."

She gave him a tired smile. "That's sweet."

Finn nodded as he patted her leg.

"Daddy, I go watch shows?" Camden asked as Rachel began to spoon some yogurt into her mouth. "Go see Charlie,"

Both Finn and Rachel chuckled before they both nodded. Camden scrambled off the bed and virtually bolted for the door.

"Walk!" they both called after him. Camden had been known to attempt to run down the stairs, and although they were carpeted it was still easy for him to take a spill. Something he had done frequently when him and Rachel first moved in.

Rachel went back to her breakfast when Camden was safely down the stairs, while Finn moved to take his place on his side of the bed. A quietness enveloped them as they each picked at the food on the tray.

"I thought you guys had left for the day," she murmured as she swallowed some of her smoothie down.

Finn swallowed the bagel bite he had in his mouth before turning to look at her intently.

"What made you think that?"

"I rolled over and you were gone," she whispered. "And the house was quiet, so I thought..."

Finn shook his head. He turned to put his coffee down on the table beside him before moving the tray as well. He pulled her over to him and wrapped his arm around her shoulders, pulling her into kiss her head. "I thought after yesterday that..."

"Rach," he sighed. "Never. I'm here forever. I guess you're not feeling any better than last night?"

She shook her head as she leaned into his chest more. "I'm sorry."

"Babe, there's nothing to be sorry about. But I guess what I don't understand is why you're not excited about this? This is...this is what we wanted, right? I know I wanted this..." He reached over and placed his hand over her stomach. "I am so excited to have this baby with you...but I want you to be excited too."

"I'm trying Finn," she whispered as she looked up at him. "I just..." She had been holding back tears since Camden had skipped happily out of the room and now they were finally surfacing.

"Talk to me babe..." His heart lurched as he stared down at her. "I can't help you if you don't tell me what's wrong."

She swallowed hard as she placed her hand over his that rested on her stomach. "I just...wasn't expecting to go in yesterday and have her tell me that I was already pregnant. And I just...I do want this, don't get me wrong. I want to have a baby. I just...I'm so scared."

He ran his fingers through her hair, encouraging her to go on. "What are you scared about?"

She bit her lip. "I just...I'm scared it's not going to be okay. The odds that this baby could have Down Syndrome are higher because..."

"Babe, babe," he touched her chin and forced her to look at him. "Even if it does, even if he or she needs extra help...we'll get it. We'll do whatever it is he or she needs. It's going to be fine. And you know why I know that?" She bit her lip and implored him to go on with his eyes. He sighed as he kissed her head.

"Because it's our baby. And it's going to be awesome, no matter what. It's going to be great and I cannot wait to see what happens." His hand moved back to rest on her stomach. He nuzzled his nose into the crook of her neck.

"I'm trying to get excited. Don't get me wrong." she whispered. "I think I just need some time to get used to the idea."

He placed a gentle kiss on her neck. "Of course. I can't wait to tell Camden. He's going to be so..."

"Not yet." She closed her eyes as he kissed her neck again. "Please not yet."

He moved his head and looked up at her, his eyes widened a bit. "Why..."

"I just want to wait. Just let me wait please before we tell anyone. At least until we find out our due date. And cross 12 weeks."

He nodded again. "Babe, if it's what you want to do, then it's okay with me."

She gave him a soft smile, turning her face up to his to allow him to place a soft kiss on her lips. She wanted really wanted to believe him. If he said it would be okay, surely it would be.

Thoughts?