A/N: I got all the way to the end of this chapter before it occurred to me to check what day Valentine's Day was on this year. For the purposes of this story, it's on a Saturday.

I do not own Glee.

Finn stared intently at the bowl he was stirring. He didn't know how Rachel knew what she was doing. He'd never be able to combine all these little jars and eggs and stuff to make anything that tasted good. And her cookies tasted amazing. He was glad she'd let him help her out. They were making a double batch for Mercedes and Sam to sell tomorrow, so hopefully they wouldn't have to make very many for their turn on Friday. He was humming the song that Puck sang at Glee that day.

"You think that song is right, Rach." He sang a few lyrics. "I've been thinking and here's what I've come to conclude, Sometimes the distance is more than two people can use. What if we don't really need time. What if we just need to get back together and see if it works?" He looked her way hopefully.

She counted out 4 cups of flour before looking at him. It was nearly impossible to resist him when he looked at her like that. "I don't know, Finn. I've been thinking and thinking and I still don't know what to do. I mean, I know you think you love me and you want me back. But I just can't get past the what ifs. What if you realize you do want to be with a cheerleader again. What if you want Quinn back, what if..."

"Quinn kissed me." He broke in softly. Her measuring spoons clattered to the table. "A couple of weeks ago, after the football game. I stood up for her when she quit the Cheerios. And she thanked me, and she kissed me. And she said she wished she'd never lost me." He was looking at Rachel intently. "And I'm still here, Rach. I could have had her. But I'm choosing you. What is it going to take for you to realize that?"

"I can't shut my brain off, Finn. It just goes a million miles a minute and I can only think of every worst case scenario that's going to leave me crying and alone. And even if we do make it, it won't be easy. I just need time." She wiped up the spilled sugar from the teaspoons and didn't look at him.

"Fine. I can give you til Friday. I think you think too much." He laid his hand over hers, to stop her from scrubbing the top of the counter off. "Let's make some cookies." He grinned at her and they fell back into an easy conversation about songs they should do at Regionals and which musical Finn should see next.

*Glee*

Finn got to school early on Thursday. He had a plan. He opened his locker and took down some of his guitar stickers and the couples calendar Rachel had made for him, it was out of date anyway. He had sticky putty and photos in his backpack and fifteen minutes to redecorate his locker. He wanted Rachel to know he was proud to be with her and proud of her. He hung up a photo from last years sectionals, where she was onstage alone, and a photo of the two of them Tina had taken in the few perfect seconds between walking off the stage at Regionals and everyone rushing to the hospital with Quinn. He had a photo strip of the two of them kissing in the photobooth at the mall. And, he took a deep breath and looked around, he had a yellow star that said "Finn + Rachel." He stood back and admired his handiwork. You could see the star from halfway down the hall. But most importantly, you could see it from Rachel's locker. He saw her coming down the hall.

"Hey, Rach! Can I walk you to first period?" He shouted it, so she'd have to walk to his locker to reply. She stopped in front of him and he turned, pretending to get a notebook, so she could see his locker door. He peeked at her face as she studied the pictures. Her huge smile when she got to the star was worth every bit of harassment he was going to get from Puck.

"Sure!" she said and she didn't pull away when he slid his hand through hers. Mission accomplished, he thought.

*Glee*

Sam was tired of being second best. Second string quarterback, second male lead for Glee, second place for Quinn's heart, this Second Best Sam crap was getting old, really fast. He wanted to be quarterback, Prom King, big man on campus. And who could blame him. No one went into high school thinking, wow, I want to be a loser. He'd spent the whole summer between leaving boarding school and starting McKinley planning the way things would go. He'd practiced his lines (Google was a great reference for pick up lines), he'd learned where to buy his clothes, and he'd worked out and then he'd worked out some more. And when he realized that for a gang of losers, a lot of the really cool people hung out in Glee, well, he'd joined that too. And it had all been too easy apparently. He'd joined the football team and starting dating the head cheerleader, he figured his rise to number one would be complete before spring break, and after that senior year would be a piece of cake. But he was getting blocked at every turn.

Well, he was going to make more money than Puck and Finn combined at this fund raiser. And he was going to be so awesome, Quinn would be begging him to take her back. Well, it'd be cool if things happened like that. But he had a killer plan for the fundraiser. He arranged the jars for money on his booth and ignored Quinn's angry looks as she helped Mercedes set out the cookies. People were already lining up, girls and guys, because he'd managed to get Brittany and Santana and some of their Cheerio friends to help him pass out kisses. And since Puck hadn't been shaking the A/V Club down for money lately, Jacob Ben Israel and friends had a ton of cash to blow. Plus, he was raising the price. If a kiss from Puck was worth a dollar, then a kiss from him should be worth two. Santana and Brittany were charging five for theirs.

He was pretty happy to hand Quinn a jar with $1000 in it at the end of lunch. He was even happier when she rewarded him with a pretty decent kiss. He wouldn't have been so happy if he'd known she only did it because Puck was watching her.

*Glee*

Friday morning, Finn walked into school feeling like a million bucks. Yesterday with Rachel had gone exceptionally well. She'd eaten lunch with him and let him walk her to her car. She hadn't needed help with cookies though, so she didn't let him hang out after school, but that was ok. He was wearing her down. And he had a plan for today. It was the last day of school before Valentine's Day. The Cheerios fund raiser started today and he yesterday he had bought enough carnations that she would get one delivered to her in every class today. He remembered her looking at everyone getting them last year and hinting strongly that he should get her one, but he'd had his head too far up his ass to take the hint. This year, he took the time to write "I love you" painstakingly on every card. He was glad they had first period together, so he could see her smile when she got the first one. And she hugged him before she took off for second period. His plan was so awesome.

At lunch it was his turn to run the kissing booth and Rachel was going to run the cookie table. Brittany came back to help him though, and some of the other football players, including a depressed Puck, so he spent most of his booth time teasing Rachel. He was glad he didn't have to kiss anyone else. But what he really wanted was to kiss Rachel. He was tired of waiting for her. They just needed to be a couple already. It was almost time to shut down, when he got his helpers to leave.

"Hey, Rachel, I need you to watch the booth." She looked up confused, just a minute ago he'd had five people helping him.

"But I...I don't..." She stammered.

"It's fine, Rach. I'll be right back." He put on his helpless face, it always worked with her.

"Fine, but you better get back here before Ben Israel notices I'm up here."

"I promise." He grinned. Rachel stepped behind the booth. He stepped in front, but didn't go anywhere.

"Finn, hurry up, I thought you were going..."she stopped talking when he opened his wallet and pulled out five dollars and dropped them in the jar. Her eyes got wide and she started to smile. She'd totally been had.

"Don't think about it anymore, Rachel. Just do it." He pulled her into his arms and kissed her deeply, right in front of the whole school. He didn't stop until the catcalls and whistles of their classmates got to loud and Rachel pulled away. "Please, Rachel?"

"Yes, yes, ok, yes." she laughed. But then she got serious. "But be careful with me, ok, Finn." He nodded and kissed her again. Yeah, his plan was awesome.

*Glee*

Mr. Schuester was shocked when Quinn handed him an envelope with $2300 in it at Glee practice. He was even more shocked when she told him how they got it. He really needed to pay more attention to what these kids were doing.

"Alright, guys, good job. We've got a way to get to Regionals. Now what are we going to sing?"

A/N: I can not get the image of Sam practicing Pokemon pick up lines out of my head! : )