Author's Note: You are all truly amazing. Thank you so much for the wonderful reviews! This chapter title is from the song "I'll Be There For You" by The Rembrandts.

Here's another fun fact for everyone! My wonderful friend, firecracker1990, has designated me her personal Finchel Fluff Bitch (No lie. That's my new name, apparently). That means I'll be cranking out some long one-shots. She should bake me cookies, or something.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything.

Rachel jumped as Santana slapped her hand down on the kitchen counter. "Santana, what was that for? You scared me!"

"Sorry, Berry," Santana stated in an unapologetic voice. "I just had to get your attention."

"Yes, Santana. You have my attention. Now what do you want?"

"Kurt has a boyfriend."

Rachel's mouth dropped and her eyes went wide. "What?" she exclaimed. "Really? This is so exciting!"

Santana shook her head. "Berry, you're totally missing the point here. Yes, it's all well and good that Kurt is in a new relationship, but we obviously have to kick his ass for keeping it from us."

Rachel laughed. "Do we really need to do that? I think we need to let Kurt tell us on his own time."

"Wrong. Do you remember the last time he had a boyfriend? That Chandler dude? He was a douchebag, Rachel. We can't let that happen to Kurt again. So you and I are going to go spy on them—"

Okay, yes. It may not have been the greatest idea, but it sure sounded exciting. "I'm not going to lie to you. That sounds like fun."

"—I know. And then we're going to kick Kurt's ass since he didn't tell us about his new boyfriend."

"I don't think beating Kurt is required, Santana. But we definitely need to look up his new man."

Santana patted Rachel's shoulder. "Oh, Berry. Just know that if you had a secret boyfriend, I would kick your ass for not telling me, too."

Rachel winced when Santana's back was turned. To cover it up, she jumped up and grabbed her jacket and purse. "What are we waiting for, then? Let's go find Kurt's new boyfriend!"

"Hello?"

"Hey, baby! How are you?"

Rachel smiled as she heard Finn's voice on the other end of the line. Santana had gone to get them some coffee, so it was Rachel's job to watch out for the new boyfriend. "I'm fantastic!"

"Oh really?" Finn sounded amused by Rachel's enthusiasm. "Is there any reason for that?"

"Funny you should ask, actually. We're currently checking up on your brother's new boyfriend."

"Wait. Kurt has a new boyfriend?"

Apparently, Kurt was keeping his new boyfriend a secret from everyone. "Santana found him, yes."

"And you're stalking him?"

"We're not stalking him!" Rachel defended. "We're just checking up on him. We have to make sure that this is an acceptable guy for Kurt."

"I can't believe you're stalking Kurt's new boyfriend. And I can't believe he was giving me crap about not having a girlfriend!"

"Hey!"

"You know what I mean. He told my mom on me. Wait until I tell her that he's been hiding a secret boyfriend. Maybe that will get her off my case for a while…"

"Finn. Can we focus? Oh my gosh! There he is!"

"Wait," Finn interrupted. "How do you even know what this guy looks like?"

"Oh, Santana showed me a picture," Rachel said pleasantly.

"How does she even… Never mind. I don't even want to know. What does he look like?"

Rachel tilted her head as she studied the man. "He's a little on the shorter side. He has curly black hair, and… Aw, look! He's wearing a bow tie. He's kind of cute."

"Well, that's great," Finn grumbled. "But I can't make a judgment based on how he looks alone. I remember the last guy Kurt dated. He was a real asshole."

"That's really cute!" Rachel gushed.

"What is?" Finn asked. "The fact that Kurt's ex-boyfriend was an asshole?"

"No, the fact that you're so protective. It's really sweet."

"Oh." Just by the tone of his voice, Rachel could tell that she had caused Finn to blush. "Well, he is my little brother, after all."

"It's sweet," Rachel repeated with a smile.

"So what's your plan?" Finn asked. "Are you going to talk to him, or are you just going to sit there and stalk him?"

"We're not stalking him! And… I don't really know if we have a plan or not. Santana and I normally never plan these things out."

"This is going to end badly," Finn stated.

"It is not! Why do you have so little faith in me?"

"Kurt has told me stories. Didn't you do the same thing to his boyfriend your sophomore year of college? You scared the guy away, or something."

"It was Santana that scared him away, not me! And he wasn't right for Kurt, anyway! It's kind of a rule: if our significant others can't handle Santana, then they can't be in a relationship with us."

"I guess it's a good thing that I can handle Santana, then," Finn said.

Rachel's smile grew even wider. "It really is." And right after that, Rachel caught sight of Santana coming back. "Speaking of, Santana is coming back right now, so I have to go. But call me when you get off your shift tomorrow, okay?"

"I will. Bye, baby."

Rachel smiled at the term of endearment. "Bye, Finn."

Rachel hung up just as Santana reached the table. She put the coffee cups down and narrowed her eyes at Rachel.

"What are you smiling about, Berry?" Santana demanded.

Rachel was very impressed with the excuse she came up with right on the spot. "Kurt's new boyfriend is right over there. He's cute."

Santana seemed to accept this as an excuse. She turned inspect the dark-haired man with gelled hair. After a moment of intense scrutiny, she declared, "He looks like a hobbit."

"Santana!"

"What? I'm just saying."

"Look at his little bow tie!"

"Exactly. Who wears bow ties anymore?"

"We can't judge him on how he dresses."

"I used to judge you based on how you dressed like a preschooler. And then I judged the extreme change you made. Seriously, Berry. I don't know why you insisted on caking so much eyeliner on your face. Now you actually dress like a real person. So I forgive you for all previous transgressions."

"Okay! Thank you, Santana." Rachel held her hands up. "We need to stop arguing about this. What's the next step?"

Santana held up her coffee cup. "I'm going to casually walk by him and then pretend to trip so I end up spilling my entire coffee all over him. Viola! Instant conversation."

Rachel shook her head. "No. That's a horrible idea. Besides, his clothes look too nice to spill coffee on it. Be nice."

Santana rolled her eyes and grabbed Rachel's hand. "Fine. Let's get closer, then." The pair of friends quickly moved to another table much closer to Kurt's new boyfriend's. They both turned their chairs towards him but tried to remain as nonchalant as possible.

"Should we say hello?" Rachel questioned. "He looks like he might be interested in music."

"How do you know that?" Santana demanded. "You just assume that everyone likes music."

Rachel pointed to the table. "He has sheet music with him."

"Oh. Right."

"What's his name, anyway?" Rachel asked.

Santana scrolled through her phone until she found a picture and showed it to Rachel. "Blaine Anderson."

Rachel looked at the picture before she looked up at Santana with wide eyes. "Tana, how in the world did you get this picture?"

Santana just gave her an evil little smile. "I have my ways. I—" She stopped speaking when a shadow fell over their table. Santana and Rachel looked at each other before they looked up at the newcomer.

Somehow, Blaine Anderson had gotten up without either Santana or Rachel noticing. He was standing over them with his arms crossed and an amused smile on his face.

"Hello, Santana Lopez and Rachel Berry," he said.

"Hola," Santana said immediately.

Before Santana could say anything further, Rachel cut in. "Hello, Blaine Anderson. How are you?"

He gave her a kind smile. "Well, I couldn't help but notice that you and Santana were talking about me. So I thought that I would come over and introduce myself."

"You're handling this very well," Santana noted. "Do you have two extremely hot women following you around all the time?"

Blaine laughed. "No, it doesn't happen often. But I did recognize the two of you from the pictures Kurt has shown me."

"We care about Kurt," Rachel explained. "We just wanted to see what you were like."

"I completely understand," Blaine said. "And don't worry, I won't tell Kurt about this."

Santana narrowed her eyes at him. "Are you trying to butter us up, Hobbit?"

Blaine blinked at the new nickname, but he took it in stride. "Is it working?"

Santana and Rachel looked at each other and turned back to Blaine. "Yes," they said in unison.

"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU STALKED MY BOYFRIEND!"

"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU DIDN'T TELL US ABOUT YOUR NEW BOYFRIEND!"

"I DIDN'T TELL YOU BECAUSE I KNEW YOU WOULD STALK HIM!"

"WE DIDN'T STALK HIM! AND YOU SHOULD HAVE TOLD US!"

Rachel could barely hear her phone ringing over Santana and Kurt's shouting. But she noticed the screen light up, and she grabbed it and retreated into the bathroom in order to block the excess noise out. She smiled when she saw that it was her papa calling.

"Hi, Papa!" she said as she answered.

"Hello, little star!" Leroy Berry greeted cheerfully.

Hiram Berry's voice joined his husband's. "I'm here too, Rachela!"

"Daddy!" Rachel was glad that she was able to talk to both of her fathers on the phone at the same time. "Is there a reason that I'm being treated to a call from both of you?"

"We just wanted to check in on you," Leroy said. "How are you?"

Rachel smiled, even though her fathers couldn't see her. "I'm great, Papa. Fantastic, even."

"Oh! Why are you in such a fabulous mood? Did you get another part? Did the director finally recognize the talent that you have?" Hiram exclaimed. It was easy to see where Rachel got her rambling from.

Rachel laughed. The director of West Side Story, William Schuester, knew exactly how talented Rachel was. She was just out of college and she had already landed a part in a show that was on Broadway, even if it was only in the chorus (And really, Rachel knew that it wouldn't be very long until she was getting a leading role. She was already on Broadway, so a starring role wasn't very far behind).

"No, Daddy. Not yet. I've just been in a really good mood lately."

"Oh, is there any reason for that?" Hiram asked.

Leroy continued. "A boy, perhaps?"

Never doubt the insight of a parent. Rachel had barely been on the phone with her fathers for five minutes, and they already knew that she was in a relationship. Rachel had to tread very carefully with this.

"What are you talking about, Papa? You would know if I was in a relationship." Rachel added a laugh just for extra effect, but it did nothing to convince her fathers.

"We do know, Rachel," Hiram said. "We're your fathers. We can tell."

"So tell us who he is," Leroy added.

"Or we could guess!"

"Let's guess."

Rachel groaned. "Daddy! Papa!"

But they ignored their daughter and continued with their guessing game. "It wouldn't be anyone that Rachel dated in college," Hiram said knowingly. "None of them was good enough for our little star."

"Not at all," Leroy agreed. "But I think that it's someone that she knows."

"Someone from her past."

"Yes. Now who could it possibly be?"

Rachel let out a huff. They knew. Her fathers totally knew. "Alright, alright. How long have the two of you known?"

Hiram chuckled. "Oh, little star. We've known that you've had a crush on Finn Hudson for quite some time."

"When did he finally suck it up and ask you out?" Leroy asked. "We have to have the two of you over for dinner. We've already given Finn a questioning, but now we get to do it again. We have to make a whole new list of questions for him."

Deciding that she really couldn't hide it, Rachel said, "We started seeing each other a little under a month ago."

"This will be interesting," Leroy muttered.

"Why would it be interesting?" Hiram asked. "I'm so happy for the two of them!"

"Oh, Hiram," Leroy said. "Have you forgotten that Finn is Quinn's ex-boyfriend?"

"Oh. I see. But I'm not sure why it's such a big deal..."

"Which is exactly why Finn and I are keeping this relationship quiet for now," Rachel interrupted. She pretended as if her daddy hadn't spoken. They were in too deep to change their decision now. "We're waiting until after the wedding. So please don't say anything."

"Don't worry, Rachel," Hiram said. He sighed, but he had to trust his little girl. "We won't tell a soul."

Honestly, Rachel was glad that her fathers were busy with work. There would be less of a chance that they would do something embarrassing. Rachel chatted with her daddy and papa for a few more minutes before she said goodbye.

Rachel sent a quick text message off to Finn, and he called her a few moments later. "Hey, Rachel! I had a few free minutes. What did you need to talk to me about?"

"My fathers know," Rachel said immediately.

"Know?" Finn sounded confused. "Know about what?"

Rachel smiled. "My fathers know that we're together."

"Oh shit," Finn said. "Really? Do they still hate me? They hate me, don't they?"

"Finn, my fathers never hated you!" Rachel was trying hard not to laugh, but she couldn't help it. "They're actually very happy for us."

"Are you sure about that?" Finn asked. "Are you sure that your fathers aren't just plotting to kill me? Because you have two fathers. Plus a stepfather! That's three fathers, Rachel! Three!"

"Finn, you need to relax," Rachel soothed. Now she was the one trying to calm Finn down. "Everything will be fine. You have nothing to worry about."

"Okay," Finn said. "Okay. So Tina knows, I'm going to tell Sam and Mercedes, and your fathers know. We're not doing a very good job of keeping this a secret, are we?"

Finn and Rachel had talked earlier about the two friends that they had told. They had both agreed that it would be nice to tell someone. But Rachel certainly hadn't counted on her fathers finding out within the first five minutes of their conversation.

"We're fine," Rachel said. "It's going to be fine, and everything is going to be okay."

She could practically hear Finn's smile. "I really wish I could see you right now," he muttered.

"I do too, Finn. But I'll see you tomorrow, right?"

"You will. I'll talk to you later, baby. Bye."

"Bye, Finn!" And Rachel hung up feeling much better, as she always did after she talked to Finn. But she could still hear Santana and Kurt yelling at each other. Taking a deep breath, Rachel opened the bathroom door and went out into the fray. But she didn't mind, because she was in such a fantastic mood.

Author's Note: Aha, so people have already started to figure it out! Rachel's fathers are the first people on the list who (officially) know about Finn and Rachel's relationship. So it begins!

Anyway, there were a lot of phone calls in this chapter, but they were very important. Thanks for reading, and I hope that you all liked it!