Here is chapter 27! I hope you enjoy it and where the story is going. I love all of your reviews and thoughts. They mean so much to me. I love to know that people are still reading. So here it is. I would really love to hear what you think of this one. ;)
Things were going wonderfully for Rachel on stage. She had a write up in the paper about her performance and how wonderful she was. She was also nominated for a Tony! In history, no one had been nominated for a Tony after only been in their role or being well known for such a short time. She didn't think it was all her. It may have had something to do with who her husband was, but she wasn't going to question it. She knew it was an honor to even be nominated.
It was June and it was beginning to get warm outside. The kids were out of school. Finn and Rachel spent as much time with them as possible. They were still without a little Hudson baby in the oven. Things were still perfect for them. They were happy with where they were.
Rachel was making breakfast for the family. Today was the big day. She was going to the Tony awards with the best looking quarterback on her arm. She just so happened to have the privilege of calling him her husband. Rachel felt two strong arms go around her waist. Then she felt lips on her cheek. She said, "Well, good morning to you."
Finn smiled. "How you are my beautiful Tony nominated wife?"
Rachel rolled her eyes. "I'm fine. Breakfast is almost ready."
"I can't wait to see you in that dress that you and Kurt picked out. I don't understand why you won't let me see it. It isn't like it is our wedding."
"Hey. I want to see your reaction when you see it on me for the first time."
"I guess if I have to wait I can. I just can't wait to see you walk across that stage and get the award that you deserve."
"Finn, I'm not even going to win. I'm new to the stage still and the newbies don't win this."
"You are going to make history. I know you will. Babe, you are going to be bringing home an award. I just know it."
"I'm so glad you believe in me."
Rachel smiled and then she ran off to the bathroom leaving Finn confused.
He walked back to the bathroom and asked, "Are you okay, baby?"
She said, "I'm fine. It must just be a bug. I'll be out in a minute and it will be okay. Get the kids up."
"Rach, are you sure?"
"Finn, I'm fine. It's just nerves for tonight."
"Okay. I'll get the kids up. I love you."
"I love you, too."
Finn went off to get the kids up and ready for the day. They were going to be staying with Puck and Quinn while Finn and Rachel went to the awards.
Rachel only got sick once so she put it off on the nerves.
Briella came over and said, "Mommy, I don't feel so good."
Rachel felt her forehead and told her, "You are warm. Let's get you in some pjs. Then we will make you feel better. You are going to be better before you know it."
Rachel found Finn in the living room and said, "Looks like tonight is off."
He looked up at her and asked, "Why? You have to go. You could win."
"Brie is sick. I can't leave her. Puck and Quinn don't need to be around her and have it be passed to Elle. She is too tiny for that."
"We will figure out something. You are not missing your first Tony award."
"My daughter comes first."
"I'm sure Santana will watch her and Dayton. I bet he has the same thing. Let's see. Hey Day. Come here for a second."
Dayton walked over said, "Yeah dad."
"Are you feeling okay?"
"My tummy hurts."
"Let me feel your head." Finn felt his forehead. Then he looked at Rachel and said, "Yep. We have two sick ones on our hands. They really do share everything. Rach, you really have to go tonight. I'll see if I can find someone to watch them. We will come home as soon as it is over."
Rachel told him, "Okay. You win this one, Hudson."
Finn chuckled. "Good. Okay little man. Let's get you in some pjs. You are going to stay in Brie's room tonight. That will make it easier to take care of both of you."
He took him back to Briella's room. Rachel didn't know how she was going to make it through the evening not being home to take care of the kids while they are sick. It broke her heart and she felt like a terrible mother.
Kurt was helping Rachel get ready for the awards. She was stepping into the dress they had picked out. She had come to like Kurt quite a bit after everything in the beginning.
He was starting to zip her up when she said, "Thank you so much for taking care of the kids for us. I didn't want to have to call a babysitter to watch them. I don't think Santana would have been very kind to two sick kids. I owe you and Blaine greatly for giving up your evening for them."
"Rachel, you are getting a Tony award! I wasn't about to let you miss it. I know you would have given it up for them because that is how wonderful of a mother you are. They are going to be fine in our care. They are my niece and nephew. I am more than happy to watch them for you when you need me to. Rach, have you gained some weight in the last month?"
"Kurt! That is rude. Why would you ask me something like that?"
"I didn't mean to upset you. It's just I can't get the zipper up on your dress. We just got it two weeks ago."
Rachel gasped. "Oh no! What am I going to do? I guess I have been eating a little more than I used to. Oh Kurt."
"Rach, it's okay. With a little more prying we can get it up. It will be fine for tonight. Don't worry about it."
"I guess since we got married I haven't been exercising as much as I used to."
"Stop worrying Rachel."
"Oh Kurt."
"What?"
"I may be pregnant. I got sick this morning, but I put it off on nerves. Then this dress not fitting."
"That wouldn't be so bad. The two of you want it."
"That is true. Today is such a big day for me to find out."
"Then don't worry about it until tomorrow. You have a lot on your plate tonight. If you are pregnant the baby will still be there tomorrow."
Rachel laughed. "You are too much, Mr. Hummel."
"I try. Let's get you finished up. I know my brother is dying to see you. He is jealous that I know what hot dress you have and he doesn't yet."
"He will know soon enough."
The two of them finished getting Rachel ready.
Much to Rachel's surprise she had won her first Tony. Finn and Rachel were in the limo. Finn kissed Rachel and said, "I am so proud of you. Let's get you home. The kids are going to be so excited. I bet they watched it. Your speech was perfect."
Rachel smiled. "Thanks, Finny. I am so glad you were there with me."
"Are you ready to go home?"
"Can we stop at a pharmacy?"
"Do you think the kids need something?"
"We can call Kurt and see if they do, but I need something."
"What is it, babe? Are you okay?"
"I'm fine. I just think there is something that we need to see if my assumptions are correct."
"What are you talking about?"
Rachel loved how clueless he could be sometimes. It just made him all that much cuter. She said, "You'll find out."
The two of them walked into the pharmacy. She picked up a couple of suckers from each of the kids. Then she led Finn to the feminine aisle. Finn's face faltered when he saw he was in the feminine hygiene aisle. He thought she thought she was pregnant. He said, "Oh."
Rachel kept walking. Then she stopped at the pregnancy tests. Finn got a huge smile on his face. He said, "Really?"
Rachel chuckled. "You thought I needed something else, didn't you?"
"Yeah. Oh Rach. You're pregnant?"
"I don't know yet. That is why we are here getting a test, silly."
"Oh. Okay. Then get a couple and let's go home and take them. What a day this will be. You won a Tony and we may be finding out if another Hudson will be joining us."
"I'm glad you are so happy."
The two of them bought a couple of tests and were on their way. They were ready to find out if they were going to be parents to a third child.
Finn and Rachel were sitting in the bathroom. The timer on Finn's cell phone went off. Rachel stood up and held out her hand. She said, "I want you to be right there with me when I find out. I want you to see it the same time I do. I never want to have to do any of this alone ever again."
Finn stood up and wrapped his arm around her. "I wouldn't dream of leaving you to do this on your own again. Let's see what is going on."
They walked up to the sink. Rachel turned it over and got a big smile on her face. Finn knew what that plus sign meant. He was going to be a dad to a third child. He was going to have a little baby with the woman he loved in a few months. This was so much better of a situation than the first time though he wouldn't change anything about the first baby.
Rachel said, "Well, what do you think daddy?"
"I think that is the luckiest baby in the world right there." Finn put his hand on her stomach.
Rachel smiled up at him. "Any baby that has you for a dad is lucky. I'll set up an appointment for some time next week. The two of us can go and check on the baby."
"I'm going to be there as much as I possibly can. I love you so much."
"I love you, too. How and when are we going to tell the bigs that they are going to have a little brother or sister?"
"Hmm… I think we should wait until after the appointment this week so that we can tell them how much longer they have. Then we'll tell everyone else after that."
"I can't believe my dads haven't called since that day they came here."
"Don't worry about it, babe. You have all the rest of us and the baby."
"I don't need them. I wish they were involved, but I don't need them. I'm not going to go out of my way to get them to be part of our lives."
"You don't need to. Just worry about you and baby."
"I still have to worry about you, Day and Brie."
"Then just the five of us. Everyone else can take care of themselves."
Rachel kissed his cheek. "Let's go make sure that the big kids are asleep. Then I want you to hold me for the rest of the night."
Finn smiled. "I can handle that." And that was what they did. They didn't have a care in the world. They were just happy that things were happening the way that they were and when they were. The timing could be a little off, but they would figure it out when they had to. Rachel had a relatively new role and football season would be starting soon. They were too excited to be adding to their little perfect family. Things were the way they were meant to happen, just as they had imagined when they first got married.