Well hello! What is this, two updates in the same night? Consider it a Christmas miracle! I've been sitting on this update for awhile actually, I had wanted to be done writing Chapter 5 before I posted this one but since it's Christmas I thought why not :) I really have to thank firewifesara especially for these coming chapters as she really helped out with the realism of the pregnancy aspect. I've never been pregnant myself so I don't really know what's going on. I've taken some liberties, and any and all mistakes are mine as I don't pretend to be a medical expert :). I also want to thank you all for the reviews and such :) They really motivate me to continue and I appreciate them very very much :)

As always, I don't own Finn, Rachel or anyone from glee. I do own Camden and the plot.

Once again, Merry Christmas and enjoy! :)

Chapter 4
August & September 2027

Rachel rolled over as the sun shined through the blinds of their bedroom. No sooner had her eyes adjusted to the light that was coming in, her stomach rolled violently as she sat up. She wavered for a moment as she sat there, trying to get herself under control. When the feeling didn't subside she threw her hand over her mouth as she swung her feet over the side of the bed and ran for the bathroom.

She fell forward in front of the toilet, making it just in time before she couldn't hold back the feeling anymore. She retched into the toilet until she felt like she couldn't anymore. When she felt the sensation pass, she collapsed against the cold floor of the bathroom and leaned her head against the wall. She closed her eyes for a moment, hoping this was the only bout she was going to get this morning. She had forgotten about this feeling. Not so much forgotten but had blocked it from her mind entirely because the first three months of her pregnancy with Camden had been filled with a semblance of the queasiness she was feeling right now. She closed her eyes and try to calm herself down enough to walk back into the bedroom.

She was just about to stand up as the wave of nausea rose again and she leaned forward to retch into the bowl again until she physically couldn't anymore. She reached up to flush the toilet as tears burned in her eyes and a soft knock came on the door. She weakly called for Finn to come in, knowing that it was him.

"Hey," he gave her a weak smile as he sat down and wrapped his arm around her. "You okay?"

She sighed as she leaned into his embrace, nuzzling her nose into his chest.

"The good news is, I don't think there's anything left in my stomach to throw up," she whispered. He pressed a kiss to her head as she leaned into him. "The bad news is..." She puffed out her cheeks as she broke away from his embrace, leaning over the toilet to dry heave directly into it. Finn was at her side in moments, rubbing her back and holding her hair back.

"So much for no morning sickness, huh?" he chuckled as she collapsed against the wall again. He stood up at the sink and handed her a cold cloth to wipe her mouth. Rachel sighed as she handed it back to him after she wiped her mouth.

"I guess not," she whimpered. He held his hands out to help her up and she took them, before collapsing into his chest. His arms wrapped around her in comfort, his hands splayed across her back as he rubbed his hands up and down.

"What can I do to help you?" he murmured against her hair. They walked back into the bedroom and he helped her into bed, getting in beside her. He pulled her against his chest as she curled into him.

"Hold me?" she whispered as she looked up at him.

"Of course," he smiled.

"Thank you," she whimpered as she let her eyes fall closed. She just hoped she could get back to sleep.

Finn walked out of their bedroom after Rachel had fallen back to sleep, closing the door quietly behind him as he crept into the hallway.

"Daddy?" Finn stopped in his tracks and poked his head in Camden's bedroom.

"Yeah Pal?" he smiled as he looked in on him. "Want to come down for breakfast with me?"

"Mommy sick?" He looked up from the book he was flipping through on his bed.

"Yeah Pal, Mommy's a little sick. She's okay though." He ran his hand through his hair as he looked at Camden.

"Posed go shoppin'," he sighed. "Need backpack."

Finn blew out a breath just as he heard Rachel stumbling in the bedroom and the retching starting again.

"Hold on Pal," he sighed as he turned around to go see to Rachel. Camden sighed as he turned the page of his book before blowing out a breath.

"Mommy sick," he mumbled under his breath as he looked at the pictures once more.

"This really sucks," Rachel whimpered as she watched Finn pull out some clothes from the dresser. It had been a few hours since she had woken up and the persistent nausea had yet to fade away.

Finn turned to give her a sympathetic look before pulling his grey t-shirt over his head.

"I want to go shopping with you guys," she pouted. "Did you see the look on Cam's face..."

"He gets it Rachel. He knows you don't feel good," he explained. "He'll be fine."

"I don't want him to just be fine with it Finn, he..."

"Then let's tell him, babe."

She shook her head."Not yet." Finn grunted. "Don't be mad. "

"I'm not mad babe. I just...I need you to relax, okay?" he sighed as he sat down on the edge of the bed."Everything is fine. Camden is fine with me taking him shopping. I have to get stuff for the classroom that I forgot the other day anyway. He'll understand..."

"He shouldn't have to understand!" she sighed, running her fingers through her hair. "He's my baby."

"Rachel," he leaned over and pressed a kiss to her forehead. "Breathe. You're going to get yourself all worked up and that won't help your stomach. He's my boy too. He's fine. I promise. Maybe we'll go out for ice cream when we're done. Use this time to get some rest babe. Try to relax."

"Easier said than done. Your baby has decided to already wreak havoc on my body," she chuckled.

"And we all love you for it," he smiled as he pressed another kiss to her head.

A knock sounded at the door that broke them apart. "Daddy, coming?"

"Come on in Cam," Finn called. The door squeaked open, but Camden stayed at the door. "Pal, you can come in the room..."

He shook his head. "Mommy sick."

Rachel smiled softly and held her arms out to him. "It's not contagious. Come here baby."

He looked at both her and Finn uneasily before walking slowly to the bed. Rachel slowly sat up as Finn moved aside so Camden could crawl on the bed.

"You're going to go do your shopping with Daddy. Make sure he buys you the right markers, okay?" Rachel gently ran her fingers through Camden's hair as he looked at her.

"Smelly markers," Camden whispered. "Batman backpack."

"I think we can do that," Finn smiled. "And Rach, I do know a thing or two about school supplies,"

She winked at him. "Still, Daddy's are forgetful sometimes." She smiled at Camden. "You have fun though."

"Need medicine Mama?" Camden asked seriously.

Rachel smiled hesitantly as Finn got off the bed. "Daddy bought me medicine earlier. I'll be okay baby. Thanks though."

He nodded before reaching over to hug her and then scrambling off the bed and grabbing Finn's hand. "Let go Daddy."

"Alright. Go put your crocs on." Camden nodded and ran out of the room as Finn leaned down to kiss Rachel once more.

"See, he'll be fine. As long as we can find a Batman backpack," Finn grinned. "Get some rest."

"I'll try," she sighed.

"Want me to bring anything back? I know you told Cam no medicine but..."

"Maybe some ginger ale? And gatorade?"

"What colour?" he asked as he stretched.

"The blue one," she asked softly, admiring him for a moment. "Thanks babe. Those helped when I was pregnant with Camden so..."

"Maybe they'll work now. Got it. We'll be back soon."

She nodded as he kissed her head before turning to leave the room.

"Hey Finn?" she called as he approached the door.

He stopped in his tracks and looked at her. "Yeah babe?"

"I love you. And thanks."

"I love you too." He smiled. "And you're welcome."

Finn held the phone to his ear as he waited for the kettle to boil on the stove. He'd read in the What To Expect book Rachel had purchased that peppermint tea might help calm her stomach, and after the last three days he was ready to try anything to help her. The morning sickness had become all day sickness, not letting Rachel have much reprieve. When they had gotten home from back to school shopping he had found her in the bathroom worshiping the toilet once more. And it hadn't stopped since. He felt bad, because despite his best efforts nothing he had done for her had helped.

"Mom, mom, mom can you just stop for a minute?" He pulled the phone from his ear as his mom continued to talk about what she still had to do to be ready for the party, how Burt was picking up Kurt and Blaine from the airport. He needed to tell her they weren't going to make it to their annual Labour Day party. He'd taken one look at Rachel this morning when she had come back from the bathroom and made the decision himself. He knew she was feeling terrible when she could barely protest before she went running back to the bathroom and the toilet.

"Sorry Finny. When will you guys be getting in? I bought rainbow ice cream just for Camden..."

"Mom, we're not going to be able to make it." He heard her take a sharp intake of breath.

"What? Why?"

Finn sighed as the kettle started to whistle. He cradled the phone between his ear and his shoulder as he reached forward to turn the stove off. "Rachel's really sick."

"Oh that's not good, what's going on?" He moved the kettle from the burner and sighed. "Is she okay?"

"She'll be okay. She's just...it's just the flu but it's hit her really hard."

"The flu? It's August..."

"Well you know Mom, she still has a couple students so they..."

"She's not pregnant, is she? You know you guys really need to give us another grandchild. Cam's only going to be..."

Finn grunted. He wanted to tell his Mom that she was right, but he also knew how important it was to Rachel to get through to the end of the first trimester before they shared their news. "She's not pregnant Mom. It's just the flu. We just want to stay close to home today, I'm really sorry we're going to miss the party."

Carole sighed on the other end of the phone. "I am too Finn. Do you need anything? I can tell Burt to drop by on his way to the airport..."

"No. I think we're okay. I'm just making her some tea, and we have gingerale and Gatorade."

"What about Cam? Want us to take him? So he doesn't get sick for his first day of school?"

"It's fine. We're fine. We've got Rachel quarantined upstairs and Cam and I are going to maybe take Perry over to the dog park or something."

"If you're sure Finn. And you're sure it's just the flu?"

"We're sure Mom..." he said hesitantly as he heard Camden clomping up the stairs from where he had been playing in the playroom. "Thanks though. I have to go though, the tea's ready and Cam just surfaced so I'm sure he'd like to eat..." Camden appeared in the doorway of the kitchen and nodded when he heard the word eat.

"Okay. You take care of Rachel. Hopefully the flu passes soon."

"It will. I'm sure it will." He tried to sound confident, but after the last three days he wasn't quite sure the morning sickness would be as quick to pass as he hoped.

"Alright. Give everyone a kiss for me. Love you Finn," she sighed.

"Love you too Mom. Say hi to everyone for us."

He hung up the phone as he reached into the cabinet for a mug to pour the tea into.

"Daddy, Mommy sick?" Camden asked as he played with the hem of his pajama shirt.

Finn sighed as he turned around to look at him. "Yeah Pal, she is."

"We go Nana and Papa?"

"I think we're going to stay here Pal. Mommy's tummy is upset, and it wouldn't be nice if we left her here all by herself, now would it?"

Camden sighed. "No," he paused for a moment. "She be better Daddy?"

"Soon buddy. Soon," he asserted. Maybe if he said it out loud like that all the time it would come true. "Now, why don't you decide what you'd like for breakfast while I bring this up to Mommy?"

Camden nodded enthusiastically as he went for the cereal cupboard while Finn started for the stairs to bring Rachel her cup.

She was just coming back to the bedroom when Finn entered with her cup of tea. She tried to give him a small smile as she walked over to the bed and climbed in.

"Here's your tea beautiful," he smiled as he walked closer to her. The closer he got, the more pale and tired she looked.

"Thanks," she whispered weakly as she took the cup from him. She inhaled the peppermint smell and closed her eyes for a moment. Finn sat down on the bed beside her for a minute.

"Did you get sick again?"

She only nodded slightly as she took a sip of the warm liquid.

"Oh babe," he sympathized as he leaned over and pressed a kiss to her head.

She shrugged slightly, not sure what she could say to that. "Did you call your Mom?"

He nodded, picking at a piece of fuzz on the bedspread. "She asked if you were pregnant."

She gasped, almost dropping the cup of hot tea on her lap. "What did you say?"

"I told her no, you're not pregnant and that it's just a bout of the flu. I don't think she bought it though, especially when I turned down her offer for Burt to come and get Camden when he picks up Kurt and Blaine at the airport."

"We're going to miss Kurt and Blaine?" Tears welled in her eyes as she looked down at her lap. They had just seen them in January, and talked to them on a regular basis. Finn knew her emotions were high, but this reaction to missing them at the party wasn't what he expected.

"Babe. It's not the end of the world, we'll see them at Thanksgiving." He pushed her hair back from her face. "When we tell them they'll understand."

"We should go..." She tried to hand him the cup. "Take this..."

Finn shook his head. "Rachel, we're not going anywhere. You're too sick."

"No, I feel much better. We should get going..." He took the mug from her and watched as she sat up and swung her legs over the bed. She paused for a moment before dashing for the bathroom and throwing up the few sips of tea she had taken.

Yeah, Finn thought. We're not going anywhere today.

Later that evening, Rachel relaxed in the bathtub as Finn knelt beside her, his fingers grazing the warm sudsy water. Her stomach had finally settled just enough for her to be able to climb out of bed and have a bath.

"This feels amazing," she whispered. "You sure you don't want to join me?"

He gave her a soft smile and moved his hand to graze her cheek. "I'm okay. You look pretty comfy."

"It would be more comfy with you," she sighed. He ran his fingers through her hair as she leaned back against the pillow he had blown up for her. He stood up and quickly stripped off his clothes. Rachel moved forward a little bit to allow Finn to climb in behind her. She sighed as she leaned back against his chest, his arms immediately snaked around her and coming to rest on her stomach.

"Thanks," she whispered softly as she sank even more into his embrace.

"Anything for you. I just want you to be comfortable," he smiled as he kissed the crown of her head. "You still feeling okay?"

She nodded as she closed her eyes."So far so good."

"I'm sorry it's been rough Rach," he murmured against her hair.

She nodded against his skin. "It's not your fault Finn."

He patted his hands on her belly gently before drawing gentle patterns on her skin.

"Was it like this when you were pregnant with Camden?" he asked quietly, his fingers circling her belly button as they sat together.

"The first few weeks were okay. I got sick a lot in the morning, but I was able to go to work," she sighed.

He nodded as his hand found hers and took it in his. He squeezed her fingers gently."It lasted a few weeks but cleared up by the time I got to month four. But it didn't feel too long because I was already 8 weeks when the symptoms first started. Or at least it didn't seem too long."

He nodded again and brought her hand up to his mouth and pressed a kiss to her knuckles.

She sighed. "I just hope it passes soon. I'm so tired of being so sick and it's only been a few days."

He sympathized with her as he squeezed her hands. "I know babe. If I could trade places with you, I would. You know that right?"

She looked up at him as his hand let go of hers and came up to gently stroke her cheek. "I know. That's sweet babe."

She leaned her head back against his chest and closed her eyes for a moment as he began to hum into her hair.

"I mean it," he whispered. "I can't imagine what you're going through, or how you're feeling and I already feel so in awe of you."

"It's worth it," she whispered as her eyes drifted open. "All the hard work will be so worth it."

He smiled into her neck before he pressed a kiss on her bare skin. "It's going to be great."

"I'm going to get so fat," she laughed, half joking half serious. "I was so big with Camden. And he was tiny!"

"You're going to be beautiful. You are beautiful," he chuckled before turning serious.

"We'll see. You've seen the pictures."

"I stand by my sentiment."

She sat up suddenly and blew out her cheeks a few times as a wave of nausea approached. Finn helped her up and out of the bathtub in time for her to heave into the toilet.

"Oh babe," he whispered as he walked over and grabbed her hair back.

"So much for relaxing," she whined as she flushed the toilet. Finn let go of her hair and grabbed a towel to wrap around her body. He hugged her to him as tears surfaced in her eyes, leaning into his chest as she allowed him to comfort her.

"I don't want to be sick anymore Finn..." she whispered.

"I know babe," he whispered into her hair as she trembled in his arms. He only hoped his words helped soothe her. "It'll be okay in the end. It will all be okay."

"I hope you're right," she whimpered.

He helped her to bed afterwards, helping her get into her most comfortable pajamas and cuddling with her on the bed much like he had the last few nights. He placed his hands on her stomach, careful not to apply too much pressure for fear that it would hurt her in some way. And that was the last thing he wanted to do.

Rachel almost cried as Camden came into the living room dressed in the outfit she had laid out for him to wear on the first day of school. She'd parked herself on the couch so that she could see him off with Finn. It had taken all of her strength to drag herself out of bed and come downstairs. She'd had another rough night and rough morning with morning sickness, and she wanted to be part of this important day. She couldn't believe he was old enough to be going to school, let alone going into the second grade. As he stood in front of her dressed in his blue and red plaid shirt and dark jeans, she couldn't help but feel a swell of pride erupt inside her. He was getting so big, and growing up to be so handsome. Dressed like that he reminded her so much of Finn. They had bought the outfit when they had gone back to school shopping, Finn had told her Camden had insisted on getting the shirt when he saw Finn pick up a similar one. Finn was his hero, and had been from day one. It didn't surprise her that he wanted to be just like him, dress just like him. It still amazed her the kind of connection they had made in the last few years.

"Come here sweetie," she called as she opened her arms to him. Camden timidly walked towards her, stopping to stand in front of her as he stuck his fingers in his mouth."Don't you look handsome, Cam."

"Handsome?" He questioned as she straightened out his shirt.

"You look so handsome. Just like Daddy," she smiled.

"Daddy boughted it," he stated simply.

Rachel nodded. "Daddy did. Did Daddy get you breakfast too?"

Camden nodded. "Had cheerios."

"I bet they were yummy," she smiled. The thought of cheerios turned her stomach. She blew out a breath as the feeling rose at the thought, willing it to go back down.

"Daddy maked my lunch," he offered, rocking back on his heels as he looked at her intently. "Maded me soup."

"He made you soup? What a nice Daddy," she smiled.

Finn walked into the living room and leaned against the doorway. "Pal, why don't you go grab your shoes? We have to get going soon."

"Okay," he said softly. Rachel pulled him closer and pressed a kiss on his forehead before he walked out of the room. Finn ruffled his hair as he walked past him and he moved to crouch before Rachel.

"Promise me you'll take pictures when you get there?" She asked softly as she bit her lip.

"Promise," he sighed as he placed a hand on her knee. "I'll even text them to you before my class comes in."

"Thank you," she whispered quietly. She was going to ask him to, but he had offered it before she could.

"I knew you were thinking it," he laughed quietly. His face turned serious for a moment. "Are you going to be okay by yourself?"

She shrugged."I'm going to go back up to bed when you guys leave. That way I'm close to the bathroom."

He nodded."I'll call you at lunch time. If you need anything shoot me a text and I can bring it on my lunch or after..."

She nodded. "Thanks babe." He leaned up and gave her a soft kiss as Camden walked back into the living room, his Batman backpack on his shoulders. Finn stood up and smiled at him.

"You ready for school Pal?"

He nodded and walked up to Finn and grabbed his hand. "Go school."

"Give Mommy a kiss," Rachel smiled. "You have a good day, okay?"

"Okay," he nodded. "I see friends."

"You are going to see your friends. You're going to see all your friends and then Daddy will bring you home. I love you Cam."

"Love you Mommy," he whispered.

Finn leaned down and pressed a kiss o her lips when Camden moved away.

"You have a good day too," she whispered against his lips. "Go teach those grade twos a thing or too."

Finn chuckled as he pulled away and moved her hair from her eyes. "I love you."

"I love you too." She gave him a weak smile as she looked up at him. He placed another kiss on her lips before going to grab his bag and following Camden out to the car.

When they finally left, Rachel took a deep breath as she attempted to stand up from the couch. When she did, the room spun and her stomach immediately rolled. She groaned as she quickly moved to the kitchen and dry heaved into the sink. She had hoped today would be a good day. She was clearly wrong.

She was nervous. As she got dressed for her appointment slowly she felt her nerves grow. Her stomach rolled as she pulled up the yoga pants that she had been living in. She was nervous because she wasn't sure how the appointment was go. She had been so sick these last few weeks she hadn't been able to go to work. Luckily her boss was understanding, and she was going to talk to her doctor about getting documentation.

She was also nervous, because she was scared the doctor was going to tell her something was wrong. The severity of her sickness scared her and made her on edge. She needed everything to be fine.

"Babe?" She heard Finn call her name from downstairs. She straightened her top before turning to leave the room.

"Coming!" She called back. She checked her appearance in the mirror once more before grabbing her sweater and head for the stairs.

Finn smiled the moment she walked into his sight. "You ready to go?"

"As ready as I'll ever be."

He held out his hand and she took it as he pulled her into a gentle hug.

"My apologies, but this might be a little uncomfortable," Dr. Bartholomew warned from where she sat between Rachel's legs.

Rachel squeezed Finn's hand as she felt Dr. Bartholomew moving between her legs. Her grip tightened on his hand as she breathed through the uncomfortable feeling. Finn leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to her lips as Dr. Bartholomew clicked around on the computer.

"You're doing great baby," he whispered against her lips. She bit her lip when he pulled away, turning her attention to the screen beside them.

"Well it looks like your baby is growing quite well," she smiled at the couple in front of her. She pressed a few more buttons, taking measurements. "It seems the dates we discussed a few weeks ago are correct, and you appear to be just about 10 weeks pregnant." She turned the screen so that Finn and Rachel could see what she had been looking at.
She changed the angle slightly and pointed at the baby who was no more than a few centimeters big. Rachel felt tears rise in her eyes as she looked at the little person in front of her.

"That's our baby," Finn gasped as he squeezed her hand. "We...we made that babe."

Rachel's own emotions had her caught as she stared at the screen, her eyes focusing on the small image. Her hand that wasn't holding Finn's moved to her belly immediately. Despite the uncomfortable feeling, she couldn't quite get over the fact that she was seeing her child for the very first time at such a young stage.

Dr. Bartholomew smiled at the couple before turning up the volume on the machine. A quick thumping spread through the room and Rachel felt the tears slowly fall down her cheeks. Another gasp came from Finn's mouth as he brought her hand to his mouth.

"Is that?"

Dr. Bartholomew nodded. "That is your baby's heartbeat."

"Wow." Was all that Finn could say. "Our baby." He sighed in contentment before his voice caught in his throat. He leaned over and pressed a kiss to her mouth softly, his love and appreciation bleeding through. She sighed when he pulled away, placing another quick kiss on his lips before pulling away.

"So you're 10 weeks, giving you an approximate due date of April 18th."

Finn chuckled. "My birthday's the 16th."

Dr. Bartholomew smiled just as she turned the machine off before handing Rachel a tissue. "Maybe you'll get a special birthday gift next year."

"Camden was right on time. Maybe you'll get lucky," Rachel smiled as she Dr. Bartholomew finished up the ultrasound and removed the wand. Finn helped her sit up slowly. She puffed out her cheeks for a moment as a wave of nausea hit her.

"You okay?"

She nodded slowly, taking in a deep breath as Finn grabbed her bottle of water that they had brought. She took a timid sip.

"She's been quite sick the last few weeks..." Finn started, looking to Dr. Bartholomew.

"Lots of morning sickness, Rachel?" Dr. Bartholomew asked.

"More like all day sickness," she mumbled. "I haven't been able to work much. I've barely left the house to be honest. It's been a rough few weeks. I wasn't this sick with Camden."

"Every pregnancy is different. I've never seen two that are exactly the same. It's not necessarily a sign that things are going wrong, especially since everything checks out perfect for your gestation." Dr. Bartholomew paused. "I can write you a prescription for something to help with the nausea and also write you a note for your employer to cover your absences."

Both Finn and Rachel nodded. She wrote out the prescription quickly and handed it to her. "Please call me if you have any questions. But do know that everything is looking good. Rest, take it easy. Let this guy pamper you."

"He already does," Rachel smiled as she squeezed his hand.

Dr. Bartholomew smiled. "That's great to hear."

They chatted for a few more minutes about how Rachel was feeling before Dr. Bartholomew asked an important question.

"Given your history, I have to ask if you would be interested in going further with genetic testing. With Camden having down syndrome, I'm sure you're well aware that there is..."

"...a chance that this one..." Rachel placed her hand on her belly. "Will have it as well. We've decided already that we don't want to know ahead of time."

"Our baby is our baby. No matter what," Finn smiled, placing his hand over hers. Dr. Bartholomew just smiled. Rachel faced Finn with a bright smile on her face. "He or she will be perfect, no matter what."

Once they were finished with their appointment, they made another one with the reception desk before leaving. Once they were in the elevator that would take them down to where they had left their car, Finn pulled Rachel into a hug, cradling her close to his body.

"I love you," he whispered. "I love you so much."

She looked up at him as tears glistened in her eyes. "I love you too Finn. I love you too." He bent his head to place a kiss on her lips, sighing softly when she pulled away. Everything was fine. So why did she still feel so uneasy about all of this?

Thoughts? Merry Christmas!