A/N: Well let me know! This story might be going on hiatus, I'm not sure though yet.

They walked in silence, Rachel following behind him quietly, knowing how angry he was. When she couldn't take it anymore, she spoke up. "Finn?" Rachel said quietly from behind him as they headed down the sidewalk.

He stopped and turned towards her, his face instantly softening at the sight of her upset face.

"Oh God…your face…" she said quietly, looking up at him. The side of his lip was bleeding and it looked like he would wake up the next morning with a black eye, his temple a deep shade of purple.

Finn shook his head. "It's fine, don't worry." He took a deep breath. "I'm so sorry." He said.

Rachel shook her head. "It's okay. I mean, you didn't exactly have to do what you did. I could've handled it."

Finn looked at her. "I know you could've but when I heard him call you a bitch I just got so angry…" his hands turned to fists once more.

Rachel smiled lightly, resting both of her hands on his fists, wanting him to calm down. "I've been called a bitch before…" she said quietly.

Finn shook his head, looking back down at her. "Not around me."

Rachel smiled again. "But I was being a bitch to him…" she said before laughing.

He smiled as they began to walk once more. "I don't care if you were or weren't, he shouldn't be hitting on my girl anyway." he said, wrapping his arm around her tiny shoulders.

She smiled, bringing her hand up to the one around her shoulder, lacing her fingers between his as they walked. "Your girl?" she asked curiously.

Finn nodded. "Well…yeah." He confessed.

Rachel smiled looking down at the sidewalk as they approached the truck.

000

When they got back to Rachel's, he parked his truck, turning off the engine.

"Come inside, I'll get you some ice." She said quietly, opening her door.

"I'll be okay." He said, looking over at her.

"Please? What's it going to hurt?" she asked. "Just come in." she pleaded. She wasn't going to take no for an answer.

He nodded, opening his door as well, Rachel smiling to herself contently.

"Nobody's home apparently." She said, turning on a light when they walked inside the door. She threw her shoes off almost instantly, losing about two inches of height as she made her way to the kitchen, grabbing an ice cube tray out of the freezer.

She took a few ice cubes and put them in a plastic bag, before wrapping a towel around the bag. Finn had taken a seat on a stool near the counter, and she turned away from the sink approaching him.

She moved his hand, putting the ice up to his temple. "Here's this." She said gently, before walking over to grab another towel, wetting it slightly walking back up to him. "And this one…" she said quietly, putting the cloth up to his lip, removing the now dry blood slowly.

"Does that hurt?" she asked.

He shook his head, looking at her.

"Why'd you do it?" she then asked, her voice still a gentle tone.

"What? Hit that asshole?" Finn asked. "I told you, I heard him call you a bitch."

Rachel looked at him unimpressed. "And, why else?" she asked.

Finn smiled, his large hand wrapping around her forearm as the cloth reached his lip once more. "You know why." He said quietly.

She shook her head. "I don't think I do." She said, even though she did have an idea.

"I like you." He said quietly. "And you do know that you just want to hear me say it." He added.

Rachel smiled. "Guilty." She said, pulling away from him once more. "Well, you sort of scared me." She turned away from him, heading back towards the sink with the rag.

He reached for her hand, causing her to stop and turn back. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean too. I don't normally go around beating people up, I can tell you that."

Rachel smiled, about to speak before Finn stood, cutting her off. "This is freezing." He said, changing the subject, removing the ice pack from his temple.

She set the cloth on the table, before walking back up to him, wrapping her tiny arms around his lower back.

"Promise me something." She whispered, looking up at him.

He nodded.

"Don't ever beat someone up over me, no matter how much you like me."

He laughed lightly. "I can't promise you that I won't get mad though."

"Fair enough." She said.

Just then his phone started going off. He pulled it out of his pocket, looking down at it. "Shit, it's Jeremy." He said.

Rachel smiled before walking back to the sink, turning on the water to rinse out the cloth in her hand.

"Hello?" he said, looking over at her. "Yeah, I know dude. I know. I know." He said, instantly sounding annoyed. "I don't care; I wasn't going to do nothing about it. No dude, I don't care. I know, I'm sorry." He said.

Rachel found it extremely difficult to not eavesdrop. She turned and looked up at him as he raised his eyebrows towards her, trying not to smile.

He sighed once more. "Dude, look, I know. Let me call you tomorrow. We can talk then. Yeah, I know. I'm sort of busy. No, not that. Yes. I'll talk to you tomorrow." He said, hanging up.

Rachel smiled. "Sounds like that went well."

Finn nodded. "Saying they're all pissed is sort of an understatement right now." He said, knowing that statement would pretty much sum up the entire conversation.

"I'm sorry." She said quietly.

Finn laughed. "Why are you sorry? You of all people, have nothing to be sorry about." He said as he walked over to her, slipping his arms around her once more.

"Do you think you're going to have a black eye tomorrow?" she asked quietly, as their bodies pressed together, her arms making their way around his neck as she stood on the very tip of her toes.

Finn nodded. "I know I'm going to have a black eye tomorrow." He confirmed.

Rachel looked him in the eyes before closing her own, planting a rough but slow kiss on his lips, putting her everything into the kiss, forgetting about her nerves.

Finn reciprocated the kiss, his hands instantly moving to her lower back, his heart beating quickly as his mind tried to wrap around what was happening.

Rachel moved her hands slowly, towards his hair as she ran a quick hand through it, her tongue finding a way to his, as they made out slowly. She didn't care about moving slow any longer, she didn't want to move slow.

Finn smiled, pulling away briefly as he tried to catch his breath. He leaned down, kissing her once more, lifting her up to in the process. She smiled, wrapping her arms around his neck once more just as they heard the door unlock, Quinn and Puck soon visible in the doorway. As Finn set Rachel down, she moved away from him quickly. "Hey!" she said enthusiastically, blushing as they looked over at them, speechless.

"Dude." Puck said, ignoring Rachel. "What the hell happened to your face?"

Rachel looked over at them as she tried to catch her breath, and then up at Finn. "Fight." He said simply, shrugging it off as it was nothing.

"A fight? Why?" Puck asked, Quinn taking off her shoes, hanging her purse, approaching the duo as well.

"Just some idiot." Finn said. He really didn't feel like explaining it all.

Quinn looked over at Rachel who looked down towards the ground, wanting to avoid her questionable expressions.

"That's all you're going to say?" Quinn then said, looking up at Finn.

"Because of me." Rachel chimed in, still looking at the ground.

They all looked at her as she looked up. "Some asshole, that's all. It's not a big deal." She said, grabbing Finn's hand.

Finn nodded. "Yeah, it's cool." He added, feeling awkward as they all stood there.

They talked about it briefly once more, before they dropped the subject, walking out of the room.

Rachel looked up at Finn and began to laugh. "Oh my god." She said quietly. "That was awkward."

This made Finn laugh as well.

"Look, I should probably go…" Finn began once they calmed down.

"You don't have too." Rachel said then seriously, looking up at him.

Finn smiled. "Rachel, don't do this to me…" he said quietly as she pulled him down to her, kissing him lightly.

"Please?" she whispered back.

He shook his head. "You're impossible."

"And you like me." She said, kissing him once more.

Finn nodded. "A lot."

"Then stay." She said.

Finn shook his head. "Rachel…" he began, cut off once more by one of her kisses. He sighed, knowing how badly he had wanted to stay there just like the few days previous. She grabbed his hand as they walked into her room. She closed the door behind her, looking up at him. "That looks even worse." She said pointing to the side of his head.

"He did get a few good punches in, I'll give him that." Finn said, walking over to her mirror to look at himself.

Rachel walked up next to him, smiling at their height difference in the mirror as he inspected his lip and face.

"Hey, Finn?" she asked then.

He looked down at her in the mirror, his hand on the side of his face. "Yes?"

"What was that song you were going to cover?" she asked.

He smiled. "Well, that's a random question."

"I just remembered it." She said, sitting down on the edge of her bed once more, watching him.

He turned towards her. "I still can't tell you."

"Why? Weren't you supposed to play it tonight?" she asked.

Finn nodded. "I was but…" he stopped. "I just can't tell you, alright?"

"Why?" she asked again, crossing her arms.

He shrugged. "Maybe it's for you alright?" he said honestly, his eyes shying away from hers.

Her eyebrows rose. "Really?"

Finn smiled. "Maybe."

"When do I get to hear it?" she asked.

"The day will come." He said. "It would've been tonight but…well…you know."

Rachel laughed. "I'm curious now."

He walked over to her, sitting next to her on the bed. "Someday, alright? Don't worry about it." He said as he brought his hand to the side of her face. "Rach?" he said quietly.

Her heart fluttered at the sound of being called Rach. "Hmm?"

"You're beautiful." He said quietly, his thumb making its way to the side of her lips.

She smiled. "Oh stop." She said, looking down, blushing.

"No." he said simply. "You deserve to be told that."

"I've only known you for a week!" Rachel said then, pulling away.

"And? It's long enough for me to deduct something like that." Finn said defensively. "Hell, someone could figure that out within two minutes of meeting you."

Rachel shrugged. "No."

"Yes." He said. "You're one of those girls but I don't understand why."

"I'm not." She said stubbornly. "I just…I think this is moving too quickly."

Finn shook his head. "How? I think it's moving at an appropriate pace." He then replied. "Rachel…" Finn said quietly. "Why are you afraid?"

She looked in his eyes. "I'm not afraid."

"You're lying to me."

"I'm not."

Finn's eyebrows rose. He didn't need to know for years, he already knew her well enough. "Alright." He said, knowing she would come around. He stood. "Just know that I'm not going to hurt you." He added quietly before heading towards the door.

"Where are you going?" She said loudly, looking over at him.

He shrugged. "Calm down. I'll be back."

He returned a few moments later, his iPod in hand. "Alright, here." He said, jumping in the bed next to her, his back and head lying against the headboard.

She looked over at him curiously.

"I'm sure you know of this song, but here, this is the cover I've been working on with the guys." He said quickly, handing her the iPod. "Maybe It'll prove something to you."

"Prove what?" She asked as she put the headphones in her ear.

"You'll see." Was all he said, looking around the room as she began to listen.

Rachel smiled almost instantly as she looked over at him.