Chapter Nineteen: A Man Child Would Be Born

Author's Note: We're getting into the home stretch of the story! This chapter is the birth of baby Chris, so yay for that. As always, I don't own Glee or any of its characters. The chapter title comes from Zion by Lauryn Hill. The song lyrics used in the chapter are from Faithfully.

"God, Finn, it hurts so bad. I don't think it's supposed to hurt this bad." Rachel said, walking around her hospital room. "Damn you and your mutant giant genes. I swear to God, if we have a girl she better not inherit your tallness. Ow!" Rachel said, doubling over from the pain.

"Come on, Berry. Drop an f-bomb. We all know you want to." Puck said.

Rachel looked up at Finn. "Get him out of here."

"No way. I'm not missing the birth of my godson for anything." Puck said, leaning back and stretching out on the couch set up in the room.

"Actually, Puck, that's something I need to talk to you about. You see, uh…you're—"

"Oh for God's sake, Finn. Noah, you aren't the godfather. Kurt is. Finn and I both agree that he's the better choice because he won't encourage Chris to have sex with every woman in New York." Rachel hissed as her eyes narrowed. "Now get out of here before I summon whatever strength I have left and kick you out of the room."

Puck gaped at Rachel for a few minutes. When he realized she wasn't joking, he grabbed his jacket off the couch and walked out of the room. "I have patients I have to see anyway. The reception not happening was the best thing that could have happened to me."

Finn watched his friend walk out of the room. "That's why I didn't tell Puck he wasn't the godfather. Now he's all crushed and I hate seeing Puck like that."

Rachel glared at him. "Do you hate seeing me like this?"

"Well, yeah, of course I do. You're my wife and I'd do anything to take away your pain."

"Then get me the fucking drugs!" Rachel growled.

"She said it!" Puck said from the hallway. "I fucking knew she'd drop one at some point."

"Shut the hell up, Noah!" Rachel yelled. "Please, Finn. You want to do something to help me. I need you to find Dr. Potter so she can give me the drugs so I can feel better."

Finn started to nod. "I can try to do that."

"Trying isn't good enough, Finn. I need you to find her so I can be put out of my misery." Rachel looked up at him with broken eyes. "Because it just hurts so bad."

"There's two of my favorite residents." Schuester said as he came into Rachel's hospital room. "How are you feeling, Rachel?"

"I want the fucking drugs and Noah won't leave me alone about say the word fuck and it just really hurts." Rachel's eyes lit up. "Are you here to give me the drugs?"

Schuester looked taken aback. "I'm sorry, Rachel, I can't do that."

"But..you're the chief of surgery. You can do anything you want to."

"Rachel, I—"

"Okay, Rachel, let's get you back into the bed and see how you're doing." Dr. Potter said, coming into the room.

"Dr. Potter, it's wonderful to see you." Rachel said sweetly as she walked over to the bed.

"Why are you being nice to her but mean to everyone else?" Finn asked.

"Because, Finn, Dr. Potter has the drugs and she can give them to me. So I'm going to be as nice as possible because I want the drugs."

Dr. Potter smiled and looked at Rachel. "Well, my dear, it's time for you to get the drugs. You're ten centimeters and ready to go." She turned to Chief Schuester. "And, with all due respect, sir, I'm going to have you to leave the room now."

"Of course. I just wanted to say congratulations to Finn and Rachel." He smiled at the two of them and walked out of the room.

"Oh my God, I can't believe this is finally going to happen." Rachel said as one of the nurses gave her the epidural. "We get to meet our son, Finn."

"Yeah. Our son." Just saying that made his heart swell with pride.

Also, he was proud of the fact that he was getting a son before Puck was.

"Come on, Rachel, one more push." Dr. Potter said.

"No, I can't do it anymore. Why can't I just be like Kourtney Kardashian and just pull my kid out of me?" Rachel said, tears streaming down her face. "I can't do it."

"Rachel, you need to push. Don't you want to meet your son?" Dr. Potter asked.

"Dr. Potter, I know what to do." Finn said, moving closer to Rachel. He knelt down next to Rachel and started singing. "Highway run, into the midnight sun. Wheels go round and round you're on my mind."

Rachel smiled and took a deep breath. "Thank you, Finn."

He pushed the sweaty hair strands off of Rachel's face and kissed her forehead. "Now, you should do the last few pushes so we can meet our son."

She nodded and scrunched her face in concentration. With a final push and a loud scream, a piercing cry filled the room.

Baby Chris was here.

"Finn, he's perfect." Rachel said when she was back in her hospital room. She gazed down at a sleeping Chris.

"What do you think, should we let some of the people in the waiting room come see him?" Finn asked.

Rachel looked up at Finn and smiled. "I think you should hold your son first. Then we bring in the parents and family. Then we bring in the coworkers."

Finn looked down at Rachel and Chris and took a deep breath. "Okay. And I can't wait for Zoey to meet her little brother."

She smiled up at Finn. "She's going to be a perfect big sister." She handed Chris over to Finn and laid back against the pillows on the bed. "I can't wait her to meet him." She shut her eyes and promptly fell asleep.

"Oh, Rachel, he's such a beautiful baby." Carole said, holding him a few days after Chris was born.

Rachel and Chris had been discharged from the hospital the day before and spent Finn and Rachel had spent the last few hours entertaining guests at their house (which now only included Finn, Rachel, Zoey, and Chris as Puck and Quinn got their own apartment and Tina decided to go to Columbia for her residency and got an apartment closer to the hospital).

"We think he's a keeper." Finn said, standing behind Rachel with his arms wrapped around her waist.

"Well, if you didn't want to keep him, I would gladly take him." Carole said, stroking the side of Chris's face. "He looks like you did as a baby, Finn."

"I'm just so glad he has Finn's nose and not mine." Rachel said. "No child should have to deal with a nose like mine."

Finn kissed Rachel's cheek. "I love your nose." he whispered. Rachel rolled her eyes in response.

"Have your parents' been by to see this beautiful baby boy?"

"Every day." Rachel said. "I'm surprised my dads haven't been by yet. Usually they've been here by noon, and it's already one thirty. I wonder what's holding them up?"

"Momma!" Zoey said, running into the living room. "Can I hold bubba?"

"Remember you have to sit down sweet girl." Rachel said, following Zoey over to the couch. Carole walked behind them and gently placed Chris into his big sister's waiting arms.

"Well, I have to head back to work anyway. I skipped my lunch break to come see the baby." Carole said, walking over to the chair to get her purse off of it.

At the mention of lunch, Finn's stomach started growling. "Well, I need lunch, too. How about I make some sandwiches before you have to head back?"

"I'll have to take mine to go, but thank you, Finn. I knew I raised a good boy."Carole said, winking at Rachel.

"I'll try and make sure your well raised boy raises a well raised boy." Rachel said.

"I'm sure he will, honey. I'm sure he will."

Rachel and Carole sat in comfortable silence while they waited for Finn to come back with the sandwiches.

"Here you go, Mom. A true triple decker, turkey, roast beef, and ham. And I put some mustard on there too. Just the way you like it."

Carole got up and gave Finn a hug. "Thank you, honey. Now I have to get back to work. Thank you for the sandwich. And as much as it pains me to say goodbye to my beautiful grandchild, I guess I have to. I'll see you both later. And Rachel, congratulations once again." She walked back over to where the three of them were sitting. She gave Rachel a hug and a kiss on the cheek, and did the same with Zoey. She kissed the top of Chris's head, smiled at the little family, and left.

"You know," Finn said, walking over to the couch with a sandwich on a plate. "We have quite the cute little family here."

Rachel looked over at Finn and smiled. "Yes. We most definitely do."