Finn sat alone on a bench. He was thinking about the night he and Santana conceived their children. At the end he had told her it didn't mean anything. It had been a lie. He had just been scared that he did feel something. At the end it was what she had asked him that shocked him. She hadn't asked how it was…she asked him how he felt. So as Finn sat on the bench, contemplating his relationship with Santana, these were the words that kept coming back to him. Rachel sat down next to him, Finn tensed, this was what Santana had been pissed about.

"Hey," Rachel said.

"What's up?" Finn asked. He saw it in her eyes, she was going to tell him that she loved him.

"Finn, are you sure that you and Santana are right for each other?" Rachel asked. Finn thought about that kiss between him and Santana and the static that had run through him.

"Yeah, I am," Finn said. Rachel pursed her lips.

"You two are complete opposites," Rachel said.

"No, we seem like opposites but we're not," Finn stressed.

"Finn, don't think about the kids, think about your heart," she said slowly. Finn felt angry.

"Rachel, I know what I want!" Finn said. Rachel looked at him sadly, like he was digging his grave.

"Obviously, Finn, you don't," Rachel said before slipping away, leaving Finn furious and needing to hit something.

Finn found the choir room empty. Thank god, he needed this time alone. The song was probably too corny for people to stand. He loved it and hated it. He was so thankful it had been writing because, god it reminded him of Santana. He had no idea what was going on in his life except that Rachel wanted him and Santana needed him and that he had two kids on the way.

She keeps her secrets
In her eyes
She wraps the truth
Inside her lies
Just when I can't say
What she's done to me
She comes to me
And leads me back to paradise

She's so hard to hold
But I can't let go

I'm a house of cards
in a hurricane
A reckless fire
In the pouring rain
She cuts me and the pain
Is all I wanna feel
She'll dance away just like a child
She drives me crazy
Drives me wild
But I'm helpless when she smiles
She smiles

Maybe I'd fight if I could
It hurts so bad
But feels so good
She opens up just like
A rose to me
When she's close to me
Anything she'd ask me to
I would

It's out of control
But I can't let go

I'm a house of cards
in a hurricane
A reckless fire
In the pouring rain
She cuts me and the pain
Is all I wanna feel
She'll dance away just like a child
She drives me crazy
Drives me wild
But I'm helpless when she smiles
She smiles

When she looks at me
I get so weak

I'm a house of cards
in a hurricane
A reckless fire
In the pouring rain
She cuts me and the pain
Is all I wanna feel
She'll dance away just like a child
She drives me crazy
Drives me wild
But I'm helpless when she smiles
She smiles

Finn ran a hand through his hair, what was he going to do? Santana walked in the room, coming over to him. Finn smiled, putting on his brave face. He saw a familiar pain and sadness in her eyes and a familiar severity that warned him that she could tear him apart. She pulled him close, so their noses were touching. Finn was fine that she wouldn't chase him, that he would chase her. She didn't lean in anymore, Finn closed the gap himself. He wished getting rid of her grief was so easy, he hated seeing her in pain. No matter how 'bad' or 'naughty' people said she was…she was more. And anyone who can stand seeing an angel sad is cruel.