"SURPRISE!" Finn walked into his apartment to be bombarded by Rachel, Kurt, Santana, Puck, Sam, Mercedes, and Quinn. Balloons and streamers were tastefully strewn across the ceiling and a big banner that read "HAPPY BIRTHDAY FINN!" stretched across the hallway. He saw Rachel beaming, clapping her hands excitedly and felt his body wash over with a wave of absolute love and appreciation. He knew that she was the mastermind behind the whole thing and he couldn't wait to get his hands on her which, was going to have to be after everyone left because he legitimately didn't have a moment to himself until two hours into the party.
He finally reached her as she was setting out dishes of pasta, and he wrapped his arms around her waist and breathed into her hair. "I love you so much." She turned around, grinning.
"Oh this whole thing, not a problem." She motioned to the party buzzing behind them and winked. She kissed him passionately and pulled away as she whispered a seductive, "Happy Birthday."
"HEY FINN, YOU ALREADY GOT HER PREGNANT WANNA EASE UP ON THE CHICK?!" Puck called out from across the way.
Finn grunted, but couldn't help but miss the banter between him and his best friend, "DON'T BE JEALOUS BECAUSE NEVER CALLED YOU BACK AFTER YOU COULDN'T PERFORM LAST WEEK, PUCKERMAN." Finn retorted. Puck looked angry for a split second and then kindly bowed to Finn for exacting a better insult than he did. Everyone laughed and Rachel and Finn joined them and danced and laughed the rest of the night away.
As they got settled for bed and after all their houseguests were given appropriate sleeping arrangements, Rachel snuggled up to Finn in bed.
He kissed her head and sighed, "I can't thank you enough for this, Rach. It means more than you know."
She smiled and rubbed his thigh, "I wanted to do something for you. You've been so wonderful throughout this whole ordeal and I just… I wanted to make something about you for a change."
He looked down at her, her brown and blonde tresses covering her tan skin. Not only had college changed her physically, it had matured her too. She really had left the selfish sophomore behind and became a loving and beautiful woman.
"You're the best, you know that?" He kissed her, hinting at something more.
She giggled, "I don't know Finn, I'm kind of tired."
He deflated, "Alright, baby. I understand." He rolled onto his side and turned out the lights. He felt Rachel moving around, not knowing what the hell she was doing until she straddled him, completely naked.
"You didn't really think I'd let your birthday pass without birthday sex, would I?" He put his hands on either side of her hips and pulled her down closer to him, "God, I hoped you wouldn't."
Rachel had a made a point of it over the next few weeks to put the focus back onto them, without so much stress about the baby. After all, they had just found their way back to each other. They went on dates, had picnics, he went to see all of her performances and she would watch him in his acting classes. She really couldn't believe how well their relationship was progressing in New York and wondered why they ever thought it wouldn't work in the first place. That was until their first major fight.
"I am not naming my son, Axl." She stood with her arms crossed in the kitchen as the pot behind her boiled.
"Oh, okay because that's so much worse than Pippin!" He roared.
"PIPPIN IS A WELL THOUGHT OUT AND CULTURED NAME." She proclaimed.
"IT'S STUPID." He spat. She looked at him, eyes wide and sent the wooden spoon in her hand flying at his face. He swatted it out of the way and screamed, "STUPID, STUPID, STUPID, STUPID. WHY DON'T WE NAME HIM KINKY BOOTS, RACHEL. HUH?!"
She was practically steaming out of her ears. Or at least that's what it looked like to Finn because the pot was overflowing with boiling water behind her.
She pointed an accusatory finger at him, "This is about the talk we had the other day isn't it!"
He looked to his side, "No." He lied.
"Finn, why can't you understand that if I die, I want him to go to a loving home with two parents?!" She cried.
"Two dads." He corrected. She scowled at him.
"I resent that, Finn." He heard Kurt scream from his bedroom.
"You don't trust me as a parent!" He exclaimed.
"I do trust you as a parent! Finn, if I die then you'll have to do this all alone and we are barely making it together. I want you to be able to build a life for yourself first!" She was desperately trying to explain, she felt guilty from her toes to her head.
"Rachel, you and the baby are my life now. If something happened to you I couldn't possibly let him go." Rachel left her fort in the kitchen and wrapped her arms around his broad frame, "I love you, I just want what's best for you." He kissed the top of her head, "You're such a mom already." He smiled crookedly and she looked up at him, beaming. He led her to the couch and he ran to turn off the stove before the apartment went ablaze (again) and then sat next to her.
She leaned her head against his shoulder, "So I was actually thinking of a name that both of us could like." She suggested.
He looked down at her intrigued, "Oh really, and what's that?"
She blushed, "I was thinking maybe we could name him Chance." Finn pondered for a moment. It was a bit odd, a bit out of the ordinary, but he kept on saying the name over and over again in his head, Chance Hudson, Chance Hudson, Chance Hudson. It had a ring to it. And he was such a chance, such a wonderful and extraordinary chance.
"I love it." He pulled her close to him and she yelped into his chest, "You do?!"
He laughed and scooped her up into his arms as he made way towards their bedroom.
"I think I'm just going to have to show you how much I love it." He said with a raised eye brow.
"Finn!" She giggled, "If you insist."
It was particularly rainy Friday night and although Finn and Rachel had dinner plans, once the couple found out that Kurt and Santana would be gone the whole night they thought differently.
Rachel was putting on her pearl earrings as Santana came into her room wearing well, practically nothing.
"Do I look hot, Berry?" Rachel's eyes scanned her body.
"Santana, you're smoking." She laughed and put her hand on her shoulder.
"Who would've thought we'd get along so well?" With an extra pep in her step she traipsed out of Rachel and Finn's room and slid on her shoes and made her way to the club.
Kurt had gone to Finn for advice.
"So I'm thinking of wearing this but tell me honestly as a straight man, does this ooze gay?" Finn stumbled over his words, not knowing exactly how to answer that question.
"Um… uh… it looks very, you?" He shrugged.
Kurt grunted, "UGH!" And ran out of the room back into his own and then in two seconds flat returned to Finn in what he was pretty sure were his clothes.
"Hey where did you get that?" Finn pointed to the plaid shirt that Kurt was now wearing.
"Never mind that. Do I look more straight?" He stood hands on hips, waiting for an answer.
"I guess... why do you want to look straight, Kurt?" Kurt grimaced.
"I'm meeting with friends at a known hang out of a major movie director and I really, really want the lead role. I was thinking if I can pretend I'm straight for a whole night and then reveal to him at the end that I'm gay, voila! I am the best actor and he'll have to give me the part!" He giggled in excitement.
Finn just really wanted the apartment to him and Rachel and exclaimed, "Knock em' dead, Brother!" He gave Kurt a reassuring punch to the shoulder and practically pushed him out of the door.
Rachel ran from their room to face Finn, "Take out and sex?" Rachel asked frantically.
Finn nodded furiously and they both threw their shoes against the wall and raced to the bedroom.
As they laid in bed, eating vegan take out and pizza (for Finn), while watching Rocky Horror Picture Show, Finn wasn't sure if life got much better than this. Then, it happened.
Rachel gasped and put a shaky hand to her stomach, and burst out crying. She reached out for Finn's hand and placed it to her little belly and that's when he felt him kick. He pulled Rachel in close and kissed her and then got down to talk to the baby.
"Hey there, Chance. It's me, Daddy." The baby kicked in response and Rachel was in awe of her two boys.
Finn grinned at the reaction and continued, "Me and your Mommy are so glad that you're healthy and strong, and that you're saying hello! We love you so much, Buddy." He reached his hand over her abdomen and kissed her.
He got back up to Rachel's eye level and enveloped her mouth with his in a lengthy and hot kiss, "I can't thank you enough. For this." He said as he put his hand protectively over her stomach.
She grinned, "This definitely wasn't what I had planned for my life but I honestly don't think I would change a thing. All thanks to this little guy, and you."
"You make me so damn happy, Rach." And for the third time that night they ended up making love.