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Chapter 3

Sleep Soundly

"Finn." Rachel says. "That's… That's Puck and Quinn's daughter."

"So you know them." I say. "You know my biological parents."

Rachel nods. "Come. Sit on the couch."

She leads me to a goldish, yellow colored love seat. I take a seat, and she and Finn take a seat on a sofa, exactly the same color. Rachel then began talking.

"I knew them in high-school." she started. "I even dated your real father for a small period of time."

"And I dated your real mother." Finn added. "In fact, in the beginning of the pregnancy, your mother Quinn told me she was pregnant with my baby. I had no idea what your real mom and dad were up to, that they had conceived you, until Rachel told me. I thought you were mine, Beth." He suddenly chuckled. "I remember one time, Quinn and I were sitting in class, and I handed her a note. I had written down a baby name, and I was dead serious when it came to giving you that name."

"What was the name?" I asked.

"Drizzle." he said bashfully.

I laughed. "Drizzle?"

He nodded, laughing as well.

"Wow" I said. "So… You were suppost to be my… my dad?"

He nodded. I stood up, and walked toward the sofa.

I hugged him.

Rachel was smiling.

When I pulled away, I saw that a tear had gathered at the corner of his eye. I smiled at him. I sat back down on the love seat. Suddenly a thought struck me.

"Mrs. Rachel, can I ask you a question?"

"Sure thing, Hun."

"Why do you look like my mom? I mean, not my real mom, Quinn, but my adoptive mom." I asked.

"Well, who is your adoptive mom?" she asked me.

"Shelby Corcoran." I answered.

"Wow." she said, quietly. She chuckled. "Huh, I haven't heard that name in awhile." she said. You could tell that she was a bit in disbelief.

"I'm sorry." I say, locking eyes with the floor.

"No, it's perfectly fine." she says. "Well, um, Beth honey, Shelby is my real mom."

"What?" I say in disbelief.

"I'm… adopted too." she says quietly.

"So… Were like… Half sisters?" I ask.

"Technically." she says with a smile.

"Wow!" I say happily.

"Yeah. I found her when I was in high school. But, when we met each other, we both realized that she wanted a baby girl. Something, I no longer was, or could ever be. So, a few months later Shelby adopted a beautiful baby girl" she said, smiling.

"I was the baby girl, wasn't I." I concluded.

She nodded.

"Well, this is a lot to take in, in just one night." Finn said, breaking the momentary silence. "Not only that, but its 2:45 in the morning. Were all tired".

I nodded in agreement.

"Let her stay in the guest bedroom." Rachel said. Finn nodded.

He led me up to the bedroom. I looked inside. I felt like I had died, and gone up to gold colored furniture heaven. Finn practically read my mind.

"My wife loves the color gold. Her dad's always call her their little gold star."

"My mommy calls me that." I say a bit sadly. I missed her so much already.

"Thank you so much for letting me stay here Mr. Hudson." I say, as I lay down on the gold bed.

"No problem. Anything for Drizzle." He says with a smile. I laugh.

He sits on the end of the bed. I feel like a have a father for once in my life. "Sleep soundly, okay? I promise you that tomorrow Rachel and I will do some research and help you find your parents."

I nod.

"Thanks Mr. Hudson." I say.

"Please. Call me Finn."

"Thanks Finn." I say, correcting myself.

"Goodnight Drizzle" he says.

"Goodnight Finn." I say.

Before I know it, I'm asleep.

"Mommy, do you think you can braid my hair?" I ask.

"Of course, honey". I hear. Only the voice isn't moms. It's Rachel's. She starts braiding my hair, and then we both hear the front door click open.

I run towards the door, screaming "Daddy, daddy!"

"Angel!" I hear. It's Finn's voice. He puts his briefcase down, and opens his arms wide. I hug him.

I wake up, my upper torso shooting forward, into a sitting up position.

Beth. I think. You're here for Noah and Quinn. Not Finn and Rachel.

I quickly look at my watch, to check if it's an appropriate time to get out of bed.

9:26

I stand up, and quickly make the bed. I grab my bag off the floor, and walk into the guest bathroom. Wait a second. My bag was in the living room, next to the table with the pictures. I think to myself. Finn must have brought it up here.

I grab some toothpaste and my tooth-brush from my bag, and quickly brush my teeth. When I'm finished, I grab my brush, and quickly comb it through my tangled hair. When it's all combed out, it looks perfectly curled. Before I go downstairs, I take a second look in the mirror. I have brown hair, and blue eyes. I wonder for a minute if I look anything like my real parents. I walk down the stair into the kitchen where Finn is flipping pancakes.

"Well, hello there sunshine!" Finn exclaimed.

"Good morning sweetie." Rachel said sweetly, sitting down at the kitchen table, her hands flying through a box labeled "WILLIAM MCKINLEY HIGH GLEE CLUB 2009-2012". I noted that there was a little gold star on it.

"Well," Rachel started, pulling out a small stack of photos from the box. "It's not very much, but these are probably the only pictures of your parents I have." she said, handing me the papers, and then the 2010 yearbook, which had two sticky notes sticking out of it.

"I still say she looks more like Puck than Quinn." Finn said, facing the stove, and flipping pancakes.

"Well I beg to differ." Rachel said, still scuffling through the box.

I started flipping through the pictures. The first one was of a beautiful woman. She had perfect skin, blonde hair, and hazel eyes.

"She's beautiful." I gasped.

Rachel nodded.

I flipped to the next one. It was of a handsome man, with dark brown hair, and who had hazel eyes as well. I saw where I got my hair color from, but it was a wonder where I got my blue eyes. He had somewhat of a smirk painted across his tan face in the picture, and honestly, just looked like a downright bad ass. I chuckled, and continued to flip through the pictures. A small thud brought me back to reality. Finn had placed a plate full of strawberry pancakes in front of me.

"Thank you!" I said, devouring them down. 3 minutes later, Finn and Rachel were staring at me.

"What?" I asked, feeling a bit disturbed by the stares.

"You want more?" Rachel said, laughing hysterically.

I smiled bashfully.

"So," Rachel said, a moment later. "Are they what you expected? Be honest."

"Everything I expected and more!" I said, smiling.

But a moment later, I regretted saying that. It wasn't what I expected. I expected a happy, beautiful couple, picture perfect. What I got were two young kids that made a mistake, and had no idea what they had gotten themselves into at the time.

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