Finn wasn't sure if Puck purposely "forgot" to tell Rachel that she needed to accept the fact they were never going to happen and move on or if Puck telling her that only encouraged her to not to give up on him, because she was definitely not giving up on him. In fact, less than a week after he told Puck to let Rachel know they would never be together, Rachel showed up to school wearing a sexy, low-cut black dress. And although he tried not to be distracted by how hot she looked, he was a guy and couldn't help but notice the way the dress showed off her boobs. Gosh, she sure knew how to get him to notice her. Couldn't she understand that he was having a baby with Quinn and that she needed to respect the fact that they were never going to get together? He wished she would just move on and get back together with Puck. And as much as he hated to admit it, in that low-cut black dress, she still had some sort of power over him, because otherwise he would've never agreed to go over to her house to practice the new hairography crap she wanted to go over with him.
On Friday night as he was driving over to Rachel's house, he was already feeling guilty. He knew Quinn was babysitting for Mrs. Schuester's sister's kids and she would probably never even find out about this, but he still felt like he was hiding something from her. He kept trying to tell himself that he wasn't doing anything wrong, Rachel only wanted to help him, there was nothing wrong with that, right? Besides he needed an evening away from Quinn, she had seemed extra bitchy the past few days, he assumed it was due to the pregnancy hormones, but she was getting kind of on his nerves lately. As soon as that thought entered his mind he felt really guilty because he knew Quinn couldn't help it, not only that but it was his fault she was pregnant in first place, so in a way he was kind responsible for her sudden bitchiness. By the time he pulled into Rachel's driveway he was sure of two things: 1. He loved Quinn, not Rachel, and she needed to know that and 2. If Rachel made him feel uncomfortable, he was going to have to leave because he didn't want to risk doing something he would regret with her, like what had almost happened that day in the auditorium a few months back. He knew he wouldn't risk being unfaithful to Quinn.
As he walked into Rachel's room, he was already becoming more uneasy. "Rachel," he called out when he didn't see her when he walked into her room.
"I'll just be a second," Rachel called from her bathroom.
As Rachel walked into her room wearing a black catsuit, Finn's first thought was "Oh, God, no." He had been in her room for all of two minutes and Rachel was already starting to make him feel uncomfortable. And then of course she had to suggest that they sing that song from Grease and within the first few lines of the song he realized that if he wasn't careful he'd have to start thinking about the mailman…scratch that he was already at that point.
"Wait, stop. Stop," Finn said. Rachel thankfully went over and turned off the music.
"What's wrong?" Rachel asked
"I need to be honest with you. I-I'm really uncomfortable right now." He goes on tell to her in the nicest way possible that she looks like a "sad clown hooker" and that this isn't her at all. He knows Rachel has just been trying to get his attention and get him turned on because she still has feelings for him. He could also tell she was embarrassed by her behavior. One thing was for sure, the only way out of this awkward situation would be for him to leave.
"I feel like an idiot," Rachel said.
"No, no. This is my fault. It isn't right for me to be here anyway. But I really like you, Rachel. I gotta go," Finn said as he quickly walked out of Rachel's room
As he was driving home Finn couldn't believe Rachel would try to take advantage of him like that. Would she never realize that he was going to be a dad in a few months? She needed to accept that he was having a baby with Quinn and that they were NEVER going to happen. He knew he liked Rachel, but only as a friend. "Oh crap," he said out loud as he thought to himself. "I told Rachel I really like her, but I meant only as a friend. Shit, if she doesn't realize that I only meant I like her as a friend, I might have just encouraged her even more." Crap, go figure, only he could find a way to make the situation possibly even worse than it already was. He wondered when he would ever learn. I mean, here he was trying to prove to Quinn that not only is he a good boyfriend, but that he would make a great dad, and going over to Rachel's house wouldn't earn him points towards proving either one of those things. Well, one thing was for sure, if he had his way Quinn would never know that he went over to Rachel's house tonight. He also knew that he was one hundred percent devoted to Quinn and his daughter…and always would be.
On Monday morning, Finn is heading toward his locker to grab his books, when he hears someone say, "Hey, Finn."
Finn didn't even have to turn around to know it was Rachel. God, would she ever give up, Finn thought, as he turned around to face her. At least, she was back to dressing like her normal self. "Rachel, what's up?"
"About Friday night, I'm sorry I made you feel uncomfortable, it's just that-"Rachel said trying to choke back tears, how was she ever going to get over him.
"Rachel, listen. Don't you understand that I'm having a kid? Well, I'm not having a kid, Quinn is, but she's having my kid. I'm not trying to hurt you, really I'm not, because I really like you, Rachel, as a friend, but that's all we're ever going to be, just friends. Quinn and I are having a baby together and I need you to respect that instead of trying to force yourself on me. I love Quinn and I will always love her and I'm hoping to raise our daughter together with her. So please, you need to stop doing this."
"I get it, Finn. You feel obligated to be with Quinn since she's the mother of your child."
"No, Rachel, it's much more than that. Like I said, I love Quinn. Now can you please respect that?"
"Well, I'll respect it, but that doesn't mean I have to like it, right?"
"I guess so. If it makes you feel any better, I think Puck still really likes you. Why don't you give it another shot with him?"
"Well, I don't know. I mean, I might be able to consider giving him a second chance."
"Thanks, Rachel, for understanding and everything."
"Yeah, well, friends are supposed to be understanding and everything, right?"
"Yeah, well, I'll see you later, Rachel. I need to go find Quinn and then head to class."
Quinn was furious! Actually furious didn't even begin to describe how mad she was at Puck. Gosh, why the hell had she even considered giving him a chance? I mean, this was Puck, the guy who got her drunk on wine coolers and then took advantage of the fact that she was drunk and had sex with her and got her pregnant. And to think the whole time they had been baby-sitting together Friday night and while he was saying that they could be a family together, he had been sexting Santana behind her back!!! And just a few minutes ago when she had confronted him, he had had the nerve to say he wasn't going to stop sleeping around with other girls. That he could be a good dad, but he wasn't going to stop being himself to do it because he has "needs." Well, he could continue to give into his "needs" and sleep around all he wanted because there was no way in hell he was going to have any of the rights as the father of her baby. She had given him a chance to try to prove himself and he had blown it big time. Quinn realized she had done the right thing in the first place and had chosen Finn to be the father of her baby-their baby.
Quinn stood outside the men's restroom waiting for Finn. She knew he had realized she'd been distant the past few days.
Finn walked out of the restroom. "Hi," he said as he saw Quinn standing there waiting for him.
"Hi," Quinn said as she walked closer towards him. "Can we be in love again?"she asked.
"I have to tell you something first," Finn said, knowing he had to come clean about going over to Rachel's house the other night. "I, uh, want us to be honest with each other no matter what."
"You can tell me anything."
"Cool. Uh, it's not really even that big of a deal. I mean, I didn't actually do anything, but the other night when you were babysitting, I kinda went over to Rachel's house." Just from the look in her eyes, Finn could tell she's hurt. "Nothing happened; I just was worked up about us fighting and then she put on this really weird Catwoman suit. So, I think something could have happened, but it-it didn't. Because – because I only wanna be with you."
"It's all right. Thank you for being honest with me," Quinn said, how she wished she could be honest with him, but she knew there was no reason to crush him and tell him Puck was the father of her baby. Puck had lost the chance she had given him to prove he was father material. Besides, in her mind, it had never been Puck's baby, it had always been Finn's.
"I love you, Quinn," Finn said as he bent down to hug her.
"I love you, too," Quinn said as she hugged him back. He had no idea how much she loved him.
As Finn walked her to class, Quinn realized that Puck might have ruined his chance of being the father of her baby, but Finn, on other hand, had been proving lately that he really was father material. Maybe, just maybe, she and Finn could raise their baby together.