Hola! Hope everyone had a great Christmas and a very happy New Year. Can you believe it's 2015? I can't. Anyway, here we are with a new update. I really have to hand it to firewifesara for all of her help with this chapter and the ones that follow. I don't know what happened, but after the previous chapter was finished I hit some sort of bump and decided to completely retool my plan for this story. And because of that, I've been sitting on this chapter and obsessing over it for what should be considered way too long. And for all of that crap, I have to thank Sara cause she is so patient and knows me well enough to tell me it's not as crappy as I think it is :). But have no fear, I have a new improved plan that I think you'll all like! Thanks as well to the rest of my twitter gang, who are just awesome :)

As always, I don't own Finn or Rachel but I do own Camden and the plot. I also don't pretend to be a medical professional, so any and all mistakes regarding pregnancy or down syndrome are all my own. On with the show!

Chapter 5

October 2027.

She crept slowly down the hallway, trying not to jinx the sudden burst of energy and feeling of general wellness that had overcome her. She smiled slightly when she heard Camden laughing downstairs, Finn's voice muffled by the loud sound. She grabbed a few towels from the linen closet and was just making her way back to the bedroom to take a shower when Finn came jogging up the stairs.

"You're up," he smiled, stopping in his tracks.

She turned to face him, holding the towels to her chest. "I am. I'm just going to take a shower, and then I was thinking maybe we could go grocery shopping?"

Finn eyed her for a moment. He had been planning to go today, taking Camden with him to give Rachel some time to rest. The morning sickness, until now it seemed, had kept a firm grasp on her day and night.

"Don't look so worried," she whispered, reaching out to touch his arm gently. "I don't know what it is, but I feel great. Tired, yes but my stomach isn't rolling and I just need to get out of the house for a bit..."

"And you think grocery shopping would be a good idea? Babe, you were just throwing up enough to rival the Exorcist last night..."

She couldn't help but chuckle as she moved closer to him, leaning on his arms to press a kiss to his lips gently.

"It's pregnancy, Finn. I can't really explain it. It's really unpredictable," she laughed. "Would you rather me keep puking?"

He chuckled as he pulled her closer to him. "Of course not. I just...Rach, you were really sick. I don't want you to overdo it."

"You're sweet," she smiled gently, patting his cheek. "It'll be okay. Can you guys be ready to go in like an hour or so?"

He nodded before pressing another kiss to her cheek. "We can. What can I make you to eat for breakfast?"

She bit her lip as she pulled away from Finn, looking up at him. "Maybe just some dry toast? Don't want to tempt fate..."

He nodded hesitantly before giving her another once over. "If you're sure."

"I'm not sure," she sighed. "But I have to grab this chance of feeling good when I can. Now I'm going to take a shower and we can go. Okay?"

"Okay," he murmured. "Enjoy your shower..." He turned to head into Camden's room.

"Finn?" She called as she turned to walk back to their room.

"Yeah babe?"

She gave him a cheeky smile. "There is room in the shower for two," she winked.

The groan that left his lips was satisfying enough as she finished the walk into their bedroom. She chuckled to herself as she grabbed a pair of jeans and a sweater before heading into the bathroom to take a quick shower.

She relished the feeling of the warm water on her skin, closing her eyes as she let the water relax her underused muscles. She tried to savour every second, it had been a few weeks since she had been able to stand here and really enjoy taking a shower without any interruptions. She washed quickly as the water began to cool before stepping out and wrapping herself in the warm fluffy towel she had brought with her. The room was bathed in the thick steam her shower had created, and she hummed a tune under her breath as she reached for a hand towel to wipe the mirror. Rachel quickly dressed herself in her undergarments, sighing when she noticed she had to clasp her bra a little looser. She reached for her jeans and pulled them up. It had been days since she'd dressed in something other than sweatpants or pajama pants and as much as she hated wearing jeans, it felt good to dress up even the slightest. She scoffed to herself at the thought that jeans were equal to dressing up nowadays.

But when she tried to fasten the button, the two sides refused to meet. She huffed as she tried again, pulling on the edges to try and get them to connect. She sighed, taking a deep breath before trying again.

"This can't be happening right now," she mumbled. She turned to face the mirror and really studied her appearance, running her hands over her stomach for a moment. She gasped a little when she felt the distinct, firmer differences in her stomach. It wasn't a big change, but it was there and she could feel it. She dropped her hands, placing them on her hips as she faced the reflective surface. She narrowed her eyes as she searched for the differences she could feel under her hands, her eyes falling on the barely noticeable but there nonetheless bump.

Her heart thundered in her chest as she continued to stare in the mirror, trying to sort through the onslaught of emotions that were hitting her like a tidal wave.
"This is really happening," she murmured as she ran her fingers over her skin. Right, cause the horrific morning sickness hasn't been enough for you to realize this was really happening Rachel.

She didn't show with Camden until she was over 20 weeks, and she had blown up from there. But this, this shocked her. She was barely crossing the 12 week mark and she could already feel the distinct differences in her abdomen. She felt the tears swelling in her eyes, her throat thickening as she just continued to stare at her reflection. She felt her shoulders shake as realization hit her. She was pregnant. She was showing. There was no denying that this was happening anymore.

She left the bathroom in a huff, marching into the bedroom and heading straight for the closet, grabbing anything and everything she could find.
She tried to pull on another pair of jeans that were older than the ones she had tried in the bathroom. When they didn't even get passed her hips, she sat down on the bed and yanked them off before throwing them unceremoniously across the room. She worked through the pile she had grabbed, going through each pair of pants systematically. Nothing fit. And what did fit, were extremely uncomfortable and hurt to sit down in.
She pulled the last pair off and stared venomously down at the pair of yoga pants that were hanging out of her laundry basket. She'd been wearing them all week when she wasn't wearing pajamas and she just wanted to feel normal while she still could. She leaned her elbows on her bare thighs as her fingers threaded through her hair. She felt the tears spilling from her eyes just as a soft knock sounded on the door.

"Babe, you almost ready to..." he paused when he saw her on the end of the bed, her head in her hands. His eyes next fell to the clothes that were strewn across the floor. "Whoa...what happened here?"

She didn't raise her face from her hands, as she mumbled her response. "I'm fat."
When he didn't respond, she looked up from her legs. "I said, I'M FAT."

"Babe," a sigh passed his lips as he closed the gap between the two of them. "You're not fat."

"Yes. I. Am," she stammered. "Nothing fits Finn. Nothing."

He blew out another breath as she stared at him. His eyes darted quickly around the room before picking up a pair of pants that she had sentenced to the floor. He held them out to her. "What about these? You wore them last week when..."

She shook her head as he dropped them. "They don't fit. Nothing fits!" She stammered as she stood up, standing in front of him. "I'm huge already and I'm only three months pregnant!"

She watched Finn's jaw drop as she stood in front of him in her bra and underwear. Her hands fell to her abdomen, drawing his attention to her stomach. "Look!"

"Babe..." She grabbed for his hand and placed it on her stomach, guiding his hand over the tiny bump that rested there. The gasp that left his mouth did nothing for her state.

"See!"

"You're beautiful," he whispered. His thumb ran over her abdomen, skirting over the tattoo on her hip before looking up at her. "You're not fat, you're gorgeous. You're beautiful," he repeated over and over as he leaned down and placed a kiss on her slight bump. It wasn't noticeable at first sight, but the closer he looked the more he could see the slight bump in her abdomen. It wasn't very noticeable, but for someone like Finn who was so familiar with her body it was easy to identify the differences in her otherwise flat stomach. To him, it was amazing. An exciting change. He couldn't believe how lucky he was, in that moment.

"I'm only 3 months Finn. Just 3 months," she grunted as she stepped back from him. "I don't want to wear maternity clothes yet!"

"So don't..."

"Finn. Nothing FITS!" She cried in frustration. "The only thing in this room that fits are those stupid yoga pants and I just wanted to feel like a HUMAN BEING for once. I've been wearing those same pants for a WEEK. I just wanted to go out and be normal. Is that so much to ask Finn?" Her voice cracked as tears spilled from her eyes. "Is that too much to ask?"

"It's not babe. It's not," he sighed. He bent over and picked up a pair of jeans off the floor. "Show me?"

"Finn," she whined. "They don't fit."

"Just humor me."

She rolled her eyes as she took the pair of jeans from him and pushed her legs through, before standing up and pulling them up to her hips. She grunted when she tried to do up the button, sighing when she looked up at him.

"See?" Her lip trembled for effect. "They don't fit Finn..."

"Okay. Okay, it's alright." He patted her hip. "We'll figure this out. We can go shopping..."

"I don't want to go shopping, for clothes anyway," she sighed as she pushed her fingers through her hair. "I just...I just want to go out with you and Cam and come home and relax with you guys..."

Finn sighed as he looked down at her. He was trying to understand, he was. "But babe, if your clothes don't fit we need to get you ones that do..."

"And I will...I just don't want to right now. I'm just...I'm overwhelmed with all this...and I just want a hug," she cried as he wrapped his arms around her tightly, pulling her head against his chest. He chuckled slightly, his chest rumbling against her cheek. She sniffled as she held onto his shirt as he kissed her head.

"I love you. So much," he whispered against her hair.

"I'm sorry," she whispered.

He chuckled again. "You have nothing to be sorry for."

"You must think I'm crazy." He rubbed his arms up and down her bare back.

"I already knew what I was getting into with your crazy when I married you..." She smacked against his chest. "But seriously, it's okay. I was reading that book you got me and it said that this could happen. This would happen." She smiled softly at him, her eyes glistening again as she looked up at him. "What?"

"You're reading the book," she whispered, her voice giving way to the raw emotion she felt.

"Of course I am," he smiled. "I want to be able to help you...when you need it..."

"You do help me," she whispered, running her hands up and down his chest. "You help me so much. You always help me."

"It's my job," he smiled, his own hand moving to rest on the tiny swell of her stomach. "And this...this is amazing," he breathed. "So amazing."

"You don't think I look fat?"

"No baby. No. You're pregnant, with our baby. Which makes you even more beautiful than ever." She smiled as she cuddled into him again, resting her head on his chest. "Now how about we find you some pants?"

"I've tried everything on Finn," she whimpered as she watched him move over to her bedside table and grabbed a hair tie.

"I have an idea..."

"Finn," Rachel whined. He pressed a finger to her lips before looping the elastic through the button hole before going around the button.

"It doesn't look pretty but at least they'll stay up," he shrugged. "And if you wear one of your bigger sweaters you won't even be able to..."

She wrapped her arms around his neck instantly, pressing a kiss into his cheek. She chuckled into his ear. "I love you," she whispered as she pressed a kiss to his lips.

"I love you too babe," he smiled before kissing her once more.

It was like the day before had never happened. She groaned as she made her way to the bedroom, smacking her lips against the taste of the toothpaste she had used. She pulled back the covers and crawled in next to Finn, hoping to snuggle in next to him for a little bit longer.

"Babe, that you?" he grumbled in his sleep. She didn't say anything, instead curling up to him so he could wrap his arms around her. "Did you get sick?"

"I don't want to be sick anymore Finn," she whimpered as he pulled her against him.

"I know babe," he said softly as he pressed a sleepy kiss to her head. "I know."

That evening, Finn had to stay back after school for an emergency parent-teacher conference so Rachel was left to pick up Camden. She stood in the playground with her sweater wrapped around her middle, willing the nauseous feeling to go away as she waited for Camden to be released. Finn had told her he had passed on to Camden's teacher and his aide that she would be picking him up. She had hoped he would come out to see her, but he had told her he had to meet with the principal first. She really wanted a hug from him right about now.

"Mommy?" Her head shot up when she saw Camden walking towards her, a perplexed yet excited look on his face. She tried to paste a smile on her face as Camden wrapped his arms around her leg as she waved to his teacher.

"Hey baby," she smiled as they began the walk back to the car. "Did you have a good day?"

"No wait Daddy?" He asked as they got to their car. Her stomach rolled as she unlocked the door, trying to get him in quickly.

"No. We're going to head home. Daddy will meet us later," she whispered as she helped him clip his seatbelt before getting in herself. She started the drive back to their house, hoping she'd make it until Finn got home.

"Okay," he said softly."Mommy, I has snack?"

"You want a snack when you get home?" She asked as she turned the corner onto their street.

"Can has grapes?"

She smiled, thanking God that he didn't want something that would aggravate her stomach. "Sure baby."

Unfortunately, once they had made it into the house Camden changed his mind and decided his snack would be apple sauce, and the moment the smell hit her nose she took off for the bathroom. She leaned over the toilet heaving the only few things she had been able to eat all day and cinched her eyes closed.

"Mommy?" She heard outside the door and she took a deep breath. She reached over for the door from where she was sitting on the floor and pulled it open to find Camden standing there. "Mommy sick?"

She groaned as she laid her head back against the wall as he stood in front of her. "Mommy?"

"Yes, Mommy's sick baby." Her eyes softened when he walked into the small bathroom and sat down on the floor beside her. He leaned over and pressed a kiss to her arm.

"Mommy better?"

Her eyes watered as she looked down at him and moved her arm so she could pull him into her. She placed a kiss on his head.

"So much better," she smiled. He grinned as he looked up at her before squirming to get out of her embrace and stand up.

''I go watch shows now," he announced before turning to leave the bathroom. She watched him leave before heaving herself onto her feet and washing her mouth out before going out to the living room to watch whatever Camden had chosen.

When Finn arrived home an hour later, Rachel was barely keeping her eyes open on the couch as Camden played quietly in front of her with his iPad.

"Rach? Cam?" He called as he walked into the living room. "Oh, hey guys..."

"Daddy, shhh..." Camden looked up from his iPad and put his finger to his lips. "Mommy sick."

Finn's heart sank as he walked over to the couch and knelt beside it. Rachel looked up at him with watery eyes, while trying to smile at him.

"Hi babe," he whispered as he leaned over to press a kiss to her head. "You okay?"

She shrugged as much as she could.

"Mommy throw up," Camden sighed looking up from the iPad once again. "It yucky Dad."

"Thanks Pal," he eyed Rachel and he pressed his hand to her forehead. "Can I get you anything?"

"A hug," she whispered.

He smiled gently as she outstretched her arms to hug him. It wasn't the most comfortable hug in the world, but he knew she needed it. Rachel sighed in contentment as she leaned into Finn's chest, the familiar smell of his soap and mild cologne instantly comforting her despite the constant rolling in her stomach.

They walked out of Dr. Bartholomew's office hand in hand a few days later. Finn squeezed her hand as they walked down to their car, as no words were said between them. The appointment had gone well, Dr. Bartholomew had tried to calm her fears about the amount she had been sick, again repeating that every pregnancy was different. She hadn't been alarmed when Rachel had shown that she was showing already, reassuring her that many Mom's show much sooner the second time around. They were both relieved when Dr. Bartholomew had insisted that everything was fine and looking right on target for being 12, almost 13 weeks pregnant. She sighed with relief at the news and had squeezed Finn's hand tightly. The joy she watched spread across his face had failed to leave and she felt her cheeks warm as he pressed a kiss to her lips that told her everything she needed to know. He was happy and she should be too. And she was. It was just taking her a little longer to get there.

"I love you," he whispered as they finally reached their car. He pressed another kiss to her lips as his hands gripped her hips and pulled her towards him. He pulled away before going in and pressing a few quicker kisses to her lips.

"I love you too," she whispered. She raised her hands to his cheeks. "I really love you."

He drove her home and walked into the house with her. They had been scheduling her appointments on his lunch hour, so that he didn't have to miss any of them. She appreciated that very much, as even early in her pregnancy with Camden Nathan hadn't been able to attend every appointment due to work commitments. Finn had made a point of it which further helped her fears subside, even just a little.

"You going to be okay this afternoon?" He whispered as he walked her into the living room.

She nodded. Her sickness hadn't been that bad this morning. "I should be okay. I'll start some dinner before you guys get home?"

"It's up to you babe. I can take care of it when we get home..."

She smiled at him softly. "Thanks babe. I can throw a Shepherd's pie in the oven though."

"Maybe we can tell Camden tonight? About..." he ran his hands down her sides and rubbed his thumb along her stomach.

"Finn..." Her voice was tired, she didn't want to start this conversation again.

He went on to state his case anyway. "Babe, he already knows something is up. Did you hear him last night? Mommy sick," he imitated. "Dr. Bartholomew said herself that things were right on target and healthy and stuff. There's nothing to be scared of..." He offered, staring at her intently. He rubbed his thumbs over her tiny bump once more.

She stared at him, and just in his eyes and smile she saw how excited he was. She could feel it in his touch, in his embrace. It was contagious. She raised her own hands to cup his cheeks and brushed her thumbs under his eyes. "Okay," she nodded. "We can tell him. We can tell him after dinner. I'll make chicken fingers and mashed potatoes instead so he has his favourites." Finn hurriedly pressed his lips to hers, pouring everything he felt into the kiss. She couldn't help but let him sweep her away. They would tell Camden and everything would be okay.

They told him that night after dinner and dessert. Camden was in a particularly good mood and had had a glowing report from his teacher and the aide in his class about his day. Rachel was feeling a little more than hesitant the closer they got to telling him because she wasn't sure how he was going to react. A baby meant sharing attention, and he had had all of their attention, specifically Rachel's from the moment he was born.

They sat on the couch, talking about their days as was their usual routine. It was a way for Camden to practice his vocabulary and simple tasks like turn taking and listening. It also gave Rachel and Finn a chance to give him their complete and undivided attention. Something, that in the near future was going to change for all of them.

"Played blocks," he said with a grin as he curled up into Rachel's side.

"You played with blocks?" She asked, looking over his head at Finn while she played with his hair. "Who did you play blocks with?"

"Allie," he laughed. "Allie maded tower."

"Ah," Rachel laughed. "I'm glad you had fun with Allie today. Do you want to tell us anything else about your day?"

When Camden shook his head and turned his gaze to his fingers, Rachel smiled softly at Finn over Camden's head. "Well then, Mommy and Daddy have something they want to talk to you about."

"Talk. Mommy Daddy talk," he repeated.

"We're going to talk," she smiled. "Mommy and Daddy want to tell you about something that's going to change in our family very soon. You know Mommy and Daddy love you a lot right?"

"Lots," he nodded. "Love lots and lots."

"We do love you a lot," Finn responded. "You're our first baby. But in a few months, Mommy is going to have another baby," he paused.

"Baby? Me Mommy baby."

Rachel spoke up, her eyes on Finn before turning them to Camden. "You're right. You're Camden. Our first baby. Mommy's other baby is in here..." She took his hand and placed it gently where her bump was most prominent though the significance was lost on Camden.

"Baby out?" He questioned as he looked directly at Rachel.

"No. The baby still has to grow bigger and stronger before it can come out. It will be here around Daddy's birthday," she explained. Camden kept his hand on her belly for a few seconds, but continued to look up at Rachel with a confused look on his features. He pulled his hand away to stick his fingers in his mouth, curling himself into Rachel once more.

Rachel sighed as she pressed a kiss to Camden's head. She could tell the meaning was lost, and she wondered if they should have waited until she had gotten bigger so that Camden could make the connection. She gestured to Finn with her free hand to get him to hand her the book she had bought especially for Camden. "Mommy has a story she wants to read to you Camden."

"I liked stories," he grinned as Finn passed her the book.

"I know you do Cam," she whispered as Finn cuddled up next to them and kissed Camden's head as Rachel opened the book and began to read the short story about a little boy named Alex who got a baby sister.
Camden yawned when the story was finished. Rachel placed it beside her on the couch while she pulled Camden into her lap.

"Pretty soon Mommy's not going to be able to hold you like this anymore," she murmured into his hair as she rubbed his back. He looked up at her with sleepy eyes.

"Why Mommy?"

Rachel looked over his head at Finn and bit her lip as her eyes watered.

"Mommy's tummy is going to get a lot bigger so the baby can grow. And you're such a big boy that there might not be enough space for both of you," Finn whispered as he bent and kissed Camden's head.

"Me Mommy," he sighed as he cuddled in closer to her and buried his head in her chest. She winced a little but he clung harder.

"Mommy will always love you Camden," she whispered into his hair as she adjusted him on her lap. "You'll always be my first baby." When he nodded into her chest Rachel raised her head to look at Finn.

"It's going to be fine," he mouthed before leaning over to press a kiss to her lips.

Finn took Camden up to bed after he fell asleep on Rachel's lap. When he came back downstairs, he found her sitting up on the couch with her head in her hands.

"Rach?" He asked as he came to sit down beside her on the couch. She took a moment, but she looked over to him when she pulled her hands away from her face. It was then that he saw her watery eyes and he instantly pulled her against him. "What's wrong babe?" He questioned as he wrapped his arms around her. Telling Camden about his new brother or sister had gone as well as he could have hoped, but it was evident that Rachel didn't feel the same way.

"Nothing," she whimpered as she leaned her head into his shoulder. He placed a kiss on her head as his hand rubbed up and down her back.

"It's obviously something," he whispered. "Babe?"

"I'm worried about Camden," she sighed as she pushed her hair back.

"Camden's fine, babe. He's..."

Her lip trembled as the words spilled from her lips. "He's not good with change Finn. You heard him. He didn't get it, he didn't understand what was going on..."

"We have time to get him used to the idea babe, we..." he stuttered over his words, trying to figure out what she was trying to say.

She sighed as her tears started to spill from her eyes. "That's not the point Finn!" She cried as she sat up straighter and wiped at the tears on her cheeks.

He continued to run his hand up and down her back, trying to sooth her. "Then help me understand Rachel," he murmured as he leaned in and pressed a kiss to her cheek. "I'm not really understanding what you're trying to say to me here,"

"We're changing everything he knows, Finn, everything," she cried. "It's not just our lives that are about to change, it's his too. And I don't think he's ready for it..."

"No one is ever completely ready for a new baby Rachel. But we have almost six months to GET ready. We can get him more books and take him to the doctor with us if you want and..."

She leaned her face down into her hands as the tears spilled forward out of her eyes, blurring her vision as she cried. Finn rubbed her back slowly as she cried, trying to think of what to say.

"It's going to be okay. He's going to be a fantastic big brother. Sure, it's going to take some getting used to. You're the only one in the house who has any prior newborn experience," he chuckled but the joke fell to deaf ears. "But we'll get through it. Just like we get through everything else in this family. Together." He turned her face to look up at him. "I love you. It's going to be fine. Please stop worrying so much."

She bit her lip as she looked at him, before moving forward to press a kiss to his cheek. Easier said than done.

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