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The following morning Rachel dropped Abigail off at nursery after checking out of the hotel. After getting herself an appointment to find out what places were up for rent she went into the coffee shop she had been to previously with Finn and sat down in the corner with a drink, the bags of her and her daughter's belonging's that she was carrying were under the table. Rachel had taken Abigail to nursery later than normal to avoid Finn and it seemed that it had worked, she wasn't sure she could deal with him on top of everything else that was going on but when he walked through into the shop it didn't seem that she would have much choice. Rachel knew that she couldn't get out without having to walk past him. She had a large mouthful of coffee when he walked over to her table with his, though she couldn't help but wish that she were drinking something stronger.

Finn put his coffee down on the table and sat opposite Rachel, he was also worried about the situation and he was unsure of how long that he could go without talking to her in general and about what had happened. He decided against asking if she minded that he had joined her, given that it would just give Rachel an excuse to walk away from what they needed to talk about and at that moment in time he guessed she would use any excuse she could get. When Rachel made no effort to speak, Finn decided that he should.

"You were late taking Abigail to nursery?"

Rachel nodded "yeah, my alarm didn't go off . . ." she lied.

"Is this about what happened . . . The other night?"

Rachel scoffed, though her voice came out much harsher than intended. "Oh don't flatter yourself . . ."

Finn sat back in his chair before raising his cup to have a drink of coffee, his shoulders were slumped a little and Rachel felt a sharp pang of guilt.

"I didn't mean that . . ." she mumbled and Finn nodded in understanding.

"I know, this is . . . Difficult . . ."

"That's an understatement if ever there was one . . ."

Finn let a small smile tug at the corners of his lips and it was seconds before Rachel's expression matched his.

"So if it's not about that, what is it about?"

"That?" Rachel raised her eyebrow.

Finn smirked "stop changing the subject . . . What's going on?"

Rachel sighed and shook her head a little; she didn't want to acknowledge what had happened even though she knew that she needed to. "Me and Abigail . . . We've been kicked out of the house . . ."

Finn frowned and leant forward so that his arms were on the table, his brow creasing in concern. "What do you mean? I thought you had to be given notice before you were evicted?"

"Oh like they care about that"

"Where did you go last night?"

"We stayed in a B&B"

Finn sighed and shook his head "why didn't you call me?"

"I just . . ."

Before Rachel could answer Finn interrupted "don't even answer that I know why . . ."

Rachel bit down on her bottom lip and hesitated for a moment before speaking again, though this time her voice was considerably quieter than it had been. "I know this is a bit rich but do I still have a job?"

Finn tilted his head to one side a little before answering her "of course you do, did you really have to ask and as for finding somewhere to live, don't worry about any of it . . ."

Rachel frowned "that might be a little easier said than done . . ."

Finn shook his head a little with a smile "no, you're coming to stay with me."

"I don't think that's a good idea, do you?"

"It's not up for discussion."

"I'm sure your wife might want to discuss it."

"She's not back until tomorrow, just leave her to me."

"I don't know whether it's such a good idea . . ."

"Where else are you going to go?"

Rachel shrugged before letting a defeated sigh pass her lips.

"Is that you backing down and finally getting that I am right once again . . ."

Rachel laughed "I think if I answer that you're ego might explode it's so big."

Finn smiled. "Come on, let's get your things to take back to mine, yeah?"

"Shall we finish our coffee's first?"

He nodded and smiled before raising the cup to his lips. Rachel did the same; to hide the smile that was still upon her expression and on doing so had a drink in sync with Finn.

On getting back to the house Finn had taken Rachel up to the bedroom that Abigail had used when they had stayed after the party. He had carried her bags up to the room and set them down upon getting inside, though had refused to let Rachel unpack them as she had offered, insisting that April would do it for her. Finn had also offered to give Abigail a room of her own but Rachel had told him that there wasn't any need and that he was being more than helpful to them by giving them one to share. The size of the room was far too big for two people as it was in Rachel's opinion, though she guessed Finn was used to the grand house.

After she had been upstairs with Finn, Rachel now found herself in the kitchen with him, sitting at the large table opposite him with yet another cup of coffee in front of her. She wasn't sure why but she began to feel a little awkward at now being alone with him after April had gone up the stairs once they had come down. Of course she had been alone with Finn in the coffee shop, but there had been other people around so she had known that particular topics of conversation were off limits, whereas at that moment in time, they weren't. Finn spoke up as Rachel thought he would and as he did it became apparent to her that the conversation was about to be what she hadn't wanted it to, and that was due to her being terrified that he wouldn't say what she wanted him to.

"So, about the other night . . ."

Rachel had a slurp of her coffee to distract herself from his comment, though it was pointless, it was all she could think about. "What about it?"

"I just thought we could talk about it while we're on our own, before the kids get back . . ."

"Oh . . . Right . . ."

"That bad was it?"

Rachel shook her head "no, it was good . . . I mean . . ." she hesitated for a moment before speaking again. "I don't think I am going to be able to say anything without it sounding . . . Suggestive."

Finn laughed quietly and then answered "I know but I don't think ignoring it is going to do either of us any good is it?"

"I'm not sure acknowledging it will either . . ." Rachel mumbled.

"How do you feel about it?"

Rachel swallowed hard, her fear was that Finn would let her know just how big a mistake what had happened was though she felt quite the opposite. The worry of him doing that was one thing but she wasn't sure that she could deal with him finding the words to say it, so, she got in their first. He was married after all and she couldn't imagine him suddenly wanting to turn their relationship into something more after one night, when he had been with Maria for a number of years. "I know what you're going to say . . . It was a mistake."

"Was I?"

"Finn, you're married."

Finn swallowed, yes he was married but after what had happened with Rachel he knew that he didn't love Maria or want to be with her. He guessed that deep down he had known it for a little while but had got on with things for his son, but now Rachel was around the way he felt about the situation was different, so much different. He wanted to tell her that he wanted to be with her and that he would walk away from his marriage, and even though he didn't think Rachel meant what she had said it was enough to make him bottle out of confessing his true feelings to her. "I know . . ." he paused, unsure of what he was supposed to say. One thing he was worried about was upsetting Rachel, not being with her how he wanted to be was one thing but losing her friendship altogether was another. "I just didn't want there to be any hard feeling's, you know . . . If Maria comes back and you're standing here . . ."

Rachel nodded, having another sip of her coffee as her heart sank at his words, "don't worry, I'm not going to jump you."

Finn would have laughed if the situation he now found himself in wasn't so far from what he really wanted to be happening. "Are you still comfortable staying here?"

Rachel frowned "what do you mean?"

"Well . . . After this?"

Rachel sighed quietly "well I guess we had to talk about it sooner or later . . ."

"Yeah, yeah I guess we did . . ."

Rachel forced a small smile before finishing what was left of her coffee. She then placed the cup down gently on the table and spoke to Finn once more. "I think it's time we went to pick up the babies . . ."

Finn nodded in agreement "yeah, yeah I think it is."

Rachel got up and picked up her coat, she knew that if she had been alone in her room then she wouldn't have done so well at keeping her emotions under control, but she knew that breaking down in front of Finn wouldn't help the situation in the slightest. As Finn walked around the table he reached out and wrapped his arm around Rachel's shoulders. She smiled, and decided in that moment that even though they might not be able to be together how she wanted, she would rather have him in her life as her friend rather than not at all. Finn squeezed her to him gently and Rachel spoke up as they stepped out of the house. "Oh, I think I better let you know . . . I promised Abigail she could make cakes today . . ."

Finn smiled "well who am I to make you break your promise," Rachel smiled and then laughed when Finn next spoke. "But, on a scale of one to ten, how messy will she be?"

" Erm, probably about fifteen . . ."

Finn raised his eyebrow a little

"I'm not even exaggerating . . ."

"So I might have to out my hand in my pocket to pay April for a bit of over-time?"

Rachel smirked and nodded, causing Finn to laugh.

On getting into the car, Dom didn't ask where they were going, as he knew. Rachel got in one side and Finn got to the other, they both sat down and put their seat belts on before turning to share a small smile. As they settled into the back of the car, Rachel felt her knee touch Finn's and neither of them made an effort to move.