I can't believe I am 1 review away from 100 reviews! Thank you guys so much! When I first started writing this story, I wasn't sure what to expect. Thank you for giving me a chance to express myself. This has been so much fun writing. This chapter is a little short, but I was a little stuck :/ This is most likely the last chapter before the epilogue. Let me know what you guys think!

Finn woke up, surprised that he was alone and in the same clothes as last night. He was sure Rachel would have checked on him by now. He winced as he opened his eye, he could definitely feel the tenderness surrounding his eye. Great. Images of the night before swirled in his mind.

He got out of bed and walked out of his room. No sign of life anywhere. He walked down to Rachel's room and knocked on the door. "Babe, you in there?"

After a few moments of silence, he opened the door. Her bed was perfectly made and he could still the perfume she must have sprayed before she left.

He closed her door and walked back to his room. He grabbed his phone and looked through his messages. Text from Kurt, a text from Mike, a text from Sam. Sam? "I'll deal with that later." he grumbled. No text from Rachel.

He quickly opened a new message and proceeded to type a message to her.

Your boyfriend needs some TLC. Where'd you go?

He quickly pressed send and went through the rest of his messages, finally landing on Sam's.

Sorry about last night. I was pretty drunk. Tell Rachel I'm sorry too.

It's cool man. We're cool.

Was he really cool with Sam? Probably not, but it was best to squash their issues now before things got out of hand. He could tolerate Sam, he didn't have to like him.

Finn walked into the bathroom, examining his eye. It wasn't that bad, but it was definitely going to be around for the next few days. He took a quick shower and checked his phone again. Still no messages from Rachel.

Thinking nothing much of it, he texted Kurt back and made plans to meet his brother for lunch.

"So you just punched him?" Kurt said in disbelief, as Finn recapped the night's events.

"He definitely deserved it man. Now I'm stuck with this shiner." Finn shook his head, his eyes hidden behind his sunglasses.

"The two of you have always had their weird energy around each other. Maybe now that you've actually brawled it out, we can all move on from the drama that is the 'Sinn Chronicles'" Kurt shook his head.

"The what?"

"Sinn...you know, Finn plus Sam equals Sinn. Duh."

Finn stared at his brother before shaking his head. "Please don't ever say that again."

Kurt laughed. "So then, how mad is Rachel about all of this?"

Finn shrugged. "What do you mean? Why would she be mad?"

Kurt laughed. "Oh brother, you have so much to learn about girls."

"And you're the expert?" Finn smirked.

Kurt rolled his eyes. "I know more about them than you do apparently."

"Alright, so tell me. Why would she be mad?" Finn checked his phone. "Is this why I haven't heard from her at all today?"

"It's possible. She's clearly upset because she thinks this is just a game to you. And let's be honest...you've definitely shown signs in the past that you were never looking to get serious." Kurt shrugged.

Finn stared at Kurt. "There's no fucking way that's true. She knows how I feel."

"Fine. Don't believe me. What do I know? She's only been texting me all morning." Kurt nonchalantly replied.

"Are you fucking kidding me? She didn't even call me back!" He exclaimed, checking his phone one more time in case of any missed texts or calls.

Kurt shrugged and raised both of his eyebrows. Finn sighed.

"Fine, I believe you. Kurt, you out of everyone else knows how fucking hard this is for me. I told her I loved her for crying out loud! Why the hell would she think this is a game? And why wouldn't she just talk to me about it?" This whole situation baffled him.

Kurt stayed quiet.

"Are you seriously not gonna tell me anything else?" Finn stares at him.

"I can't betray her trust! She'll talk to you when she's ready. "

Finn sighed. This was just the type of drama he tried to avoid. He hated the feeling of not being in control. When it came to Rachel though...was he ever really in control? Not for a damn second. She had him wrapped around her fingers, and she didn't even know it.

"But can we talk about me for a second? And how I've been dropping hints for Blaine since we've moved in that I'm ready to get engaged and he hasn't even picked up on one clue!" Kurt snapped him out of his thoughts.

Finn chuckled and listened to his brother rant on about his love life. He kept glancing towards his phone that seemed to just not have service right now.

The day seemed to drag without hearing from her. He knew she had a show tonight so he didn't try to text her again. Clearly her phone seemed to be working just fine based on what Kurt said, so it seemed like she just didn't want to talk to him. Well she couldn't avoid him if they were face to face, so he decided to hang out in the living room until she got home. He had a few hours until then, so he laid down on the couch and started flipping through the channels.

Minutes turned into hours, and before he knew it, it was already 1 am she wasn't home. She still hadn't texted him either. Giving up, he got up from the couch and went to his room, stripping to his boxers and falling asleep on his bed almost instantly.

Somewhere in the middle of his dream, Rachel was in the process of moving his dick in and out of her mouth. Fuck. They haven't had sex in days and it was driving Finn crazy. So much so, the dream felt so real. He felt her running her tongue up and down his shaft, flicking her tongue over the tip before placing it in her mouth. She sucked hard, taking his full cock in her mouth, letting her tongue swirly around it. Rachel pulled it out slowly, sucking on the tip, before taking it all in again. She did this a few times and it was driving Finn crazy. His dick was so hard he thought he was going to explode. He felt himself reaching down and capturing some of her hair in his hands. Wait. There really was hair in his hand. His eyes fluttered open and his head shot up quickly. It was not a dream - she really was here.

Rachel looked up at him as he shot up. "Hi."

"Rach, what the fuck. Where have you been? What are you do- Ohh.." Finn was cut off by his thoughts as Rachel took him back into her mouth, this time moving his cock in and out in a faster rhythm. It was almost too much for him and he found himself exploding into her mouth.

"What. the. fuck." He gasped, after he came. He needed more of her. Fuck if she was upset right now. She sure didn't seem like she was upset. Right now, he just wanted to be inside of his girlfriend.

He grabbed her face gently, pulling her up to him and kissed her deeply. He could taste a mix of himself, but there was also a hint of alcohol. She'd been drinking.

Rachel found herself giving into his kiss. She straddled his legs, pressing her wetness against his dick. She moaned softly as it touched - it's been a long few days for her too. Finn's hand roamed over her body, cupping her breasts over her dress. He moved his hands down to the edge of her dress and pulled it up over her head.

She found herself moving back and forth on him, the pleasure rising with each movement. He removed her bra and his face was soon buried between her mounds, exploring with his tongue and hands.

Needing him inside of her, Rachel pushed her panties to the side, and let the head press against her opening. Finn moaned in frustration, wanting to be inside of her as quickly as possible. His fingers moved to her hips, trying to push her down on him, but Rachel wouldn't have it. She was doing this her way. She pulled his mouth up to hers in a deep kiss, biting on his bottom lip. She let him slip further into her as she rolled her hips, teasing the life out of him. Unable to contain herself anymore, she impaled herself down on his cock, eliciting moans from both parties.

Finn's hand moved down in front to rub her clit as she moved up and down on him. Rachel felt herself losing control quickly - she wanted to seduce him. She wanted to show him what it felt like to be her - wanting him all of the time, never a feeling of control.

"Uh uh." She said to him, grabbing his hands away from her, and instead, resting it back on her breasts. She continued moving on him slowly, taking him deeply in, clenching her walls around him, before pulling herself off him and doing it all over again. Finn was a goner at this point. "Fuck me baby." He groaned.

She needed no other convincing. She wrapped her legs around his back, holding him against her tightly, and quickened her pace. Her nails dug deeper into his back, and his thrusts were quickly meeting hers. He learned her back so now she was laying on the bed, and he was on his knees thrusting into her. She moaned loudly as he hit her spot over, and over, and over. She was about to come and Finn felt it. He pushed her over the edge and soon they were both cumming together.

"Holy Fuck." He breathed, pressing a kiss to her lips, before sliding out of her.

Rachel laid there for a second, catching her breath before sitting up. He was staring at her with a look of curiosity.

"What?" she said, almost shyly.

"I don't know...I'm trying to figure out what's gotten into you. You don't respond to my texts or calls all day, but you come home," Finn glanced at the clock. "at 3 am and fuck the shit out of me, basically."

"I was at work, Finn. I needed to clear my head and just get some space..."

"Whoa. Space? from me?"

Rachel sighed. "Yes, from you."

"What the hell did I do?"

"Finn I really just don't want to talk about this right now." She started to get off the bed, but he grabbed her hand.

"You've avoided me all day, Rachel. I at least deserve to know why. I'll give you your space if that's what you want." It definitely was not what he wanted.

"Last night, I saw a different side of you. A side of you that I may have seen when I first met you, but not one that I really care for. Seeing you with your ex-girlfriend, and then hearing you go all macho on Sam about all of these girls choosing you..." she trailed off.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. First off- she was never my girlfriend, and you know that. Everyone has a past, Rachel. My past is that I slept around with a lot of girls, and New York really isn't that big of a city, we're bound to run into some. None of those girls will ever mean anything to me. You know that right? I love you Rachel. I fucking love you more than anything in this world, and I'm pretty sure I'd do anything for you. The thing with Sam...it was just in the heat of the moment. I knew it would bother him, so I said it."

"It makes me feel like I'm just part of this big game you and Sam are playing! I'm not some stupid prize that you guys were trying to claim!"

"Sam and I aren't playing games, Rach! Honestly. So we have the same taste in girls, I've never actually tried to steal his girlfriend. He, on the other hand..."

"What about me?"

"What about you? You were never his fucking girlfriend, Rachel. If I recall correctly, even when you were considering him, it didn't take a lot to convince you otherwise. Or don't you remember?"

He was right. Rachel didn't want Sam - she used him to get to Finn and it worked. She also knew it was still a sensitive subject to him. "Well maybe I didn't give him a fair chance."

Finn shook his head, now completely livid. "Hey, if you want to go be with fucking Sam Evans, then go right ahead Rachel. I'm not stopping you."

"I don't want Sam, Finn." she said softly.

"Then what do you want Rachel?! Because right now, I have no fucking clue."

"I want you, Finn!" Her eyes started to tear up. "I want you more than anything I've ever wanted. And I'm scared that i'm going to lose you because you've changed your mind about wanting this!"

Finn sighed and pulled her closer to him. He cupped her face gently in her hands. "Don't you get it, Rachel? I feel the same way. I love you. I'm not going anywhere. I knew it the moment I saw you with my family. I can't imagine myself with anyone else, and I don't want too. I've changed in the past few months, meeting you." He rubbed his thumb gently across her cheek, the look of pure love shined in his eyes.

"I don't think I could ever go back to a life without Rachel Berry. This...you and me? We are endgame. I know that, and hopefully you know that." He pressed a kiss to her forehead, to her nose, to her cheeks, and then finally, to her lips. He could taste the saltiness from one of her tear drops that escaped.

She deepened the kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck tightly. "I love you Finn. I love you so much."