"So you know how I told you I've been dating?" Finn asked his mom. Carole smiled.

"Yeah, that Santana girl, right?" she said. Finn nodded.

"Yeah it's going really well," Finn said. He didn't know how to say what he wanted to.

"Have you been talking to Quinn?" she asked.

"Uh, not so much. You know that we never had sex and her kid isn't mine, right? So it's not like I've ever gotten her pregnant," Finn said. Carole nodded.

"Of course," she said.

"I know this is kind of a major shocker but," Finn paused, his throat closing up. Carole's eyes widened.

"Is Santana pregnant?" she asked.

"Yes. And the child is mine this time. She's well along too. Uh, it's twins," Finn rushed.

"Oh, Finn" Carole said.

"Mom please don't be disappointed in me," Finn pleaded.

"I could never be disappointed in you, unless you murdered anyone. Finn, what are you two going to do with the babies?" Carole asked. Finn hugged his mom, relief spreading through him.

"Santana and I decided that we are going to raise it. I'm really sorry that we're making you a grandma so young," Finn apologized. Carole actually smiled.

"I'm going to have grandkids," she said breathlessly. Finn nodded, now for the hard part of the conversation.

Finn found Santana sitting alone in the glee club. He kissed her quickly.

"Hey…I told my mom. We talked and we realized that we should live together when the kids come so…" Finn smiled and paused. He held out a key.

"Santana would you like to move in with me?" he asked. Santana's eyes widened.

"Hell yeah," she said softly. She placed her hand on his face and pulled him in.

"So…there's a big dance in a few months…anyone you want to ask? It's your choice," Rachel flirted. Finn had been spacing out until he heard this. Santana walked past and his gaze followed her.

"Uh, what?" Finn asked. Rachel snapped her fingers, getting his attention.

"Finn stop it. You and Santana are ill-matched. You are like Hermia and Demetrius in A Midsummer Night's Dream. You and I are like Helena and Demetrius. They end up together, you know," Rachel said. Finn shoved his hands in his pockets.

"You don't know what you're talking about," Finn said.

"FINN! Stop playing around! She's pregnant but that's it. She'll give birth and you'll never see the kids again, you'll be free. You and I can be like we used too," Rachel said.

"I'm not playing around! And Santana and I are keeping the kids so you don't know anything!" Finn said. Rachel stared at him in shock.

"Y-y-you're keeping them?" she stammered. Finn nodded and walked off. He found Santana and took her to his home…their home.

He liked the sound of that: Their home.