Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or the movie this fic is based off of, Definitely, Maybe.

Author's Note: Eight reviews on the last chapter! Yay! Think we can get ten this time? I will update after I get at least seven. I would love to know who you think Ava's dad is. So, review! ~Jackie

When Ava came home that night, I was exhausted. After my long day, I wanted nothing more than to fall into bed and sleep for hours. But Ava refused.

"Why won't you let Mommy sleep?" I asked her as we sat on her bed. I was brushing her hair and Ava was holding Dreamer against her chest.

"Because you were just getting to the good part." She answered. "Dreamer and I want to hear what Finn had to say to you!"

I laughed. "Well, I couldn't let dreamer down could I? Now, hold onto your pigtails Miss Ava, because you will not believe what happened next!"

Ava grinned. "Go on, Mom."

"I have something really important to say to you. It couldn't wait." Finn explained nervously. "I know you're so upset about me joining the army and…I just want you to know that I love you and I want to be with you. I want us to be together forever, I feel like we're almost…two halves of the same person." I giggled and he smiled. "Cheesy, I know. So, Rachel Berry, will you…will you marry me?"

"What?" Ava gasped. "He asked you to marry him?"

I nodded. "Yes. Yes he did."

"Then does that mean Finn is my dad? You and my dad were married weren't you?"

"We were."

"So then is Finn my dad?" My daughter asked, I could hear the excitement in her voice.

"Is that your final answer?" I questioned. "You still have two more candidates to go."

"Err, no." Ava admitted. "Keep going? I'll try not to interrupt this time."

In that moment, Finn standing before me and asking me to spend the rest of my life with him, our hands intertwined, I could practically hear my heart beating. I wanted to scream "yes" at the top of my lungs, I knew this might be my last chance to become Mrs. Finn Hudson. But then I thought of Sam, and our night together, and I knew…I knew what had to be done.

"No," I said, my voice shaking. "I can't."

"No!"

I looked at my daughter, for had turned around so she was looking right at me with her wide eyes. "I thought you said you weren't going to interrupt me!"

"But you told him no!" Ava said. "I thought you loved him! How could you have no you wouldn't marry him if you wanted to?"

"Because," I replied. "Because…well, I'll tell you why."

Finn's face fell. "What?"

I knew I had just crushed him. He had told me how he felt, how much he loved me, and I had shot him down.

"I want to," I explained. "You know I would love to marry you, Finn. I love you, I always have."

"Is this because of how young we are?" He asked. "Because I will wait for you. I'd wait a thousand years to marry you if I could."

"No," I said. "It's because…because I cheated on you."

"What? With who?"

Tears were streaming down my face. "Sam Evans."

Finn went pale. "Why?" He asked.

"Why what?" I choked on my words.

"Why would you do this to me?"

"I don't know." I sobbed.

"No, I think you do know." Finn said coldly. "Why did you do this?"

I thought for a second. "Because I was afraid of losing you. I was so scared, Finn. That you would go to the army and never come back. Sam was there, he offered and I accepted." I wiped at my eyes. "I can't marry you, because I know you deserve better than me. And if I really love you, I'll let you go."

"But I don't want you to let me go." He responded, his voice much softer than it had been a moment ago, childlike.

"Let. Me. Go." I said, enunciating so that it sounded like each word was a different sentence. "That's an order. Go. "

For once, Finn did exactly as he was told. All he left behind him was the engagement ring, which fell to the floor with a clatter. And then I just let tears overcome me.

"Mommy," Ava said. "That's so sad." Her eyes were glistening.

"Honey, don't cry." I rubbed her eyes. "I hate it when you cry,"

"I don't like it when you cry either." Ava answered, twirling her hair. "Can you keep going, if we promise not to cry?"

I nodded. "Of course."

I went to the auditorium. I sat on the stage, where Finn and I had kissed for the first time. I tried to stop my tears, but I just couldn't. The emotions I was feeling were so complicated, sadness, anger, love, regret…I felt like a wreck.

"Are you crying?"

I looked up. Standing there was Puck, Finn's best friend who had told me he was looking for me earlier.

"Get lost, Noah." I hissed as he sat down next to me.

"Why are you crying?" Puck just asked.

"It's nothing,"

"You and I went out," Puck stated. "I know when you're upset,"

"Finn asked me to marry him," I confessed.

Puck's eyes practically bulged right out of his head and his mouth was so wide, it was like he could use it to catch flies.

"He didn't tell you?"

Puck shook his head. "No."

I held my face in my hands. "Puck, I had sex with Sam."

"Oh." Puck sighed. "You and Trouty Mouth. Didn't see that one coming. Was Finn pissed?"

I half-laughed, half-cried. "Yes. I told him he deserved better than me."

"Don't you love him?"

"Yeah."

"Then go get him back."

I stood up. "I can't do that."

Puck shrugged. "I guess you're right. You know what they say. 'If you love someone, set them free. If they come back, they're yours. If they don't, they were never yours to begin with'."

"I have a question," Ava said.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Is Puck one of the four?"

"…Yes."

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