I'm not too pleased with this chapter, but tell me what you think. I should be writing more now as my family have decided to stay in Europe for an extra month :) Reviews and thoughts please.

When Friday morning arrived Rachel dropped Abigail off at nursery before going into town. Finn had let her take the day off and with the share of her wages he had given her early, she decided to get both herself and Abigail something new to wear to the party that Finn had invited them to. She wondered whether it was such a good idea to go given that she wouldn't really know anyone and as it was Finn's party, he probably wouldn't be there for her to talk to. The thought made her sigh and ending up like a spare part wasn't something that she wanted. However, she had told Finn that she would go and she didn't want to go back on it now. Having been living in the area for not very long, Rachel hoped that there would be people there that she could talk to and maybe even become friends with, but after how things had gone at the factory, she wasn't sure that would be the case.

Once Abigail was back from nursery Rachel had gotten a shower and given her a bath before changing into a new black dress she'd bought herself. The dress went too halfway down her thighs, had a square neck and chiffon sleeves. She slipped her feet into a pair of nude colored stilettos and softly curled her hair before doing her make-up. She had no idea what she was supposed to wear and just hoped what she had chosen wouldn't make her stand out like a sore thumb. Once Rachel was ready she picked Abigail up and put her onto the bed before changing her into a little white dress and a pair of cute pink shoes. After dressing her, Rachel placed a little bow clip into her mane of black curls before picking her up.

"There we are, beautiful"

"You pretty mama"

Rachel smiled "so are you princess"

"We go party now?"

Rachel nodded "are you excited"

"Yeah, I play with Finn"

"Yeah of course. Did you play with him at nursery today?"

Abigail nodded "we had two cakes not one . . ."

"Were you only supposed to have one?"

Abigail nodded "we hungry"

Rachel bit back a laugh "did your teacher know?"

"No we hid"

"Don't do that again . . ."

"They taste nice"

"I'm sure they did but if your teacher tells you just to have one, you only have one"

Abigail hesitated for a moment before nodding "we make cakes mama?"

Rachel nodded "yeah we might make some one day if you want to."

"Morrow?"

"Maybe, if you're not too tired."

Abigail rested her head gently against Rachel's shoulder and Rachel turned to kiss the side of her hair. After picking her bag up she wrapped one of her cardigans around Abigail and left the house, locking the door before she turned to get into a taxi. Rachel turned to the side when Abigail spoke and gave a small smile.

"Dummy mama?"

Rachel picked up the pink dummy that was in her bag and passed it to Abigail who put it into her mouth immediately. Rachel knew that she was tired and though she had wanted her to have a nap she hadn't had time after getting her back from nursery to then get the both of them ready and be at Finn's for the time she had told him she would be.

On arriving at Finn's Rachel paid the taxi driver before wandering up to the door and knocking. When Rachel had knocked, Abigail leant forward in her arms and did the same as April opened the door. "Hello Miss, come through"

Rachel stepped into the hall "call me Rachel please . . ."

April smiled "Finn is through here Rachel . . ."

Rachel was lead through the house and out into the huge garden where Finn had had a marquee put up. Rachel gasped quietly at the size of it and dreamt of things that she might like to do if she had as much money as he had. She silently wondered how he had gotten it all given that he was still so young but she was pulled from her thoughts when Finn reached her. He was dressed in a pair of dark jeans and a smart white shirt, his hair was gelled a little and once again he smelt delicious. "Hey . . ." she smiled, adjusting a wriggling Abigail in her arms.

Finn was quiet for a moment, rendered speechless at her beauty, "I'm glad you came . . ." he stated quietly.

"Thank you for inviting me . . ."

"You're welcome" Finn smiled before reaching out to Abigail to hold her hand gently. "Hey you, what's wrong? Don't you want to be at my party?" Finn pouted.

Abigail giggled "you silly . . ."

Finn gasped in mock shock "I'm not silly"

"You is"

Rachel smirked "you won't win this argument Finn, let me tell you. Is baby Finn in the playroom?"

Finn laughed and nodded "do you want me to get you a drink for when you get back?"

Rachel nodded "please . . ." She then turned on her heel and walked through the kitchen and out into the hallway before turning right and stepping inside the room that Abigail usually found herself in when they were at Finn's. "Hey mate" Rachel smiled when she walked through the door and found Finn playing with a big truck. She put Abigail down who ran over to him and picked up another of the trucks that was on the floor. "Have fun you two . . ." Rachel smiled before turning to leave, but was stopped when Abigail spoke.

"You play mama?"

"urr . . ."

"You have dis one?" Finn asked, holding a yellow truck up to Rachel as he spoke and she found herself unable to decline the offer.

"Thank you" she smiled and sat down on the floor with them "so, what's this game we play then?"

"We race" Finn grinned

"Like dis vroom vroom" Abigail added and Rachel laughed.

"One . . . Two . . . Free" Finn counted and on getting to three he and Abigail pushed their trucks forwards so that they rolled ahead and onto a mat. Rachel did the same and laughed once more when Finn cheered after his truck arrived in the mat first.

"I win"

"Race again" Abigail announced before running to get the trucks from the mat.

Rachel was passed the truck she had been using by Abigail and Finn counted them in once more before racing and this time Rachel won. She cheered playfully but came to a sharp stop when Finn spoke up from behind her. "Having fun are you?"

Rachel turned around quickly and blushed, shaking her head a little before she stood up. "I was just . . . Getting down with the kids"

He smirked "in here Ryan mate . . ." Rachel frowned in confusion for a moment until a boy of around five with a mop of dark hair walked into the room. "You know where your mum is if you want her don't you?" He nodded and Finn turned to walk out of the room, waiting for Rachel.

Rachel kissed Abigail once more and told her to be good before leaving her to play, following Finn out of the room. "Who was that little boy?"

"He's my nephew"

"Oh right . . ." she smiled

"I'm glad you came tonight . . . Thank you"

"Like I said before, thank you for inviting me . . ."

"You're more than welcome," on getting outside Finn lead her through into the marquee and she swallowed hard. There was a dance floor at the bottom of it and tables all up one side with food on, with tables up the other for people to sit at. Really it was just a big tent and the thought that all of this could fit inside it made Rachel want to laugh, though she wasn't sure why. For a girl from a council estate, a single mum that had very little, she felt so out of her depth being where she was. In the house where Rachel lived she didn't have a garden, but a yard and she would have struggled to fit a table and chairs in it, let alone a posh tent for a party. "I've got you a drink . . ." Finn smiled, and Rachel was pulled from her thoughts.

She took the glass of champagne from him and gave a small smile "thank you"

Finn nodded and then smiled at someone over her shoulder, which caused Rachel to turn around. "Rachel I'd like you to meet my sister, Santana. Santana this is Rachel, Rachel Santana" he smiled.

Rachel gave a small nod and smiled in acknowledgement to what Finn had said. She could tell they were related and the warm smile that she was given from the woman who she guessed was around the same age as her made her feel a little easier about the situation that she was in.

"Where's Puck?" Finn questioned, "he is coming isn't he?"

Santana nodded "yeah, he's over there with Puck"

"Have fun ladies" Finn grinned before walking across the floor and over to where a group of men were sitting.

"Do you want to sit down love?" Santana asked.

Rachel nodded and on sitting down beside Santana she found that they clicked immediately. "Finn said that you've just started working for him?"

"Yeah, in the office in Underworld, I needed a job and he needed someone there so . . ." she shrugged "it helped out both of us."

"Are you enjoying it?"

Rachel nodded "I think so yeah, it's taking a little getting used to."

Santana smiled "I'm sure you're fine, he wouldn't have you in there if you weren't."

"What is it that you do?"

"I have a salon"

When Santana answered Rachel remembered the first conversation she'd had with Finn when he had told her that he owned the salon that his sister ran. She smiled, she could imagine her working there. Her hair was immaculate. "Oh I imagine that's a nice job."

"It can be" she smiled. "Finn said you had a little one?"

"Yeah, I do. Abigail, she's two"

"The terrible two's hey?"

Rachel laughed and nodded "yes, she can throw world class tantrums when she wants to."

"Sounds like Ryan"

"Oh, you have a son?"

She nodded "yeah, he's 5."

Rachel smiled, remember the little boy who had walked into the playroom who Finn had told her was his nephew. However, before she could answer what Santana had said a blonde woman walked over to them with a smile. "Do you mind if I join you?"

Santana shook her head and the woman took a seat. "Brittany this is Rachel, Rachel this is Brittany."

"Hi" Brittany smiled, as she pulled out a chair to sit down.

"Hello . . ."

"We were just talking about kids . . ." Santana told her.

Brittany laughed, "oh I know all about that"

"She has a son too," Santana stated

"Well, he's a step-son technically but we're trying to find out how I go about adopting him."

Rachel smiled "oh, how old is he?"

"He's 9, just."

"Is he here?"

Brittany nodded "yeah, he's playing, Sam's mum and dad were going to babysit but it turns out they were going out too."

"Oh right, well it's not like he'll have a lack of things to play with in here."

"I know what you mean, when Simon comes back from here he's always after something else."

Rachel laughed before having some more of her drink, feeling a little more relaxed about things now that she had people to talk to. She was beginning to enjoy herself and she was glad that she'd made the effort to come rather than backing out at the last minute.

"Well" Santana began, a mischievous smile forming over her features, "as the kids are sorted what do you girls say to having some more champagne and maybe a dance later on?"

Rachel nodded a small smile playing on her lips as she spoke, "I think it'd be rude not to . . ."

They smiled once more before clinking glasses, going back to their conversation.

Finn now found himself on a table sitting with a group of his friends who he'd invited. They lived around the area and he went to the pub with them regularly, when they'd first met they thought that given all of the money he had he would think himself better than they were but were pleasantly surprised when they found out he was quite the opposite and shared a similar sense of humor to all of them. The group included Sam Evans, Puck, Just Puck, Jake Puckerman and Kurt Hummel. Sam had just told them a story about something that had happened with his ex Mercedes and the table had roared in laughter. As the laughter died down Sam nodded in gesture to where Rachel was sitting and spoke up. "er, Who's that Finn?"

Finn smirked and shook his head at something Puck had said before he answered Sam. "Who?"

"The dark haired bird sat over there with your Santana and Brittany."

"Rachel . . ."

"Oh, Rachel is it . . ." Kurt raised his eyebrow suggestively and Finn shook his head, immediately picking up on what he was trying to suggest.

"Yes, Rachel who is managing the office at Underworld."

"Is that all?"

Puck laughed "something you want to tell us mate?"

Finn shook his head "no, there isn't."

"She is gorgeous mate . . ." Sam added

Finn smirked "oh I'll tell Brit that shall i?"

"Now there'll be no need for that."

"I hadn't even noticed," Finn lied.

"Yeah right" Jake scoffed.

"I tell you what, I think I'll go and get us some more drinks" Finn stated, before getting up from the table to go and get another round of drinks even though he hadn't needed not wanting to admit it, deep down he knew that he'd got up, as the conversation at the able was a little too close for comfort for him. He knew he felt more for Rachel than he should have as a married man and it seemed that regardless of what he did his thoughts always lead back to her and he found himself wanting to spend as much time with her as he could.