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Rachel and Abigail had bathed and were settled in bed. Rachel had let Abigail put cartoons on for a little while but about ten minutes into having them on there was shouting from Finn and Maria that had come from downstairs. She swallowed hard, guessing that they would be arguing about her and as much as she didn't want to cause more trouble for Finn she didn't want to move out either. Rachel sighed and pulled Abigail close as she tried to ignore what might or might not be going on downstairs between the man she loved and his wife.

Downstairs, after April had left, Maria had gone into the kitchen where Finn had been on his laptop and had slammed it shut before declaring that she wanted to talk to him, a discussion that had quickly become heated.

"I don't want her here, Finn, I don't know why you can't understand that and I can't imagine why you would think that I wouldn't have a problem with you moving her in behind my back."

"I tried to call you to let you know before you came back, you didn't answer your phone."

"I was away with my mum, I wasn't expecting you to move in any little tarts to my home."

"Our home, and she isn't a tart."

"Why are you defending her?"

"You're making such a huge issue about this when you don't need to. Rachel is here until she finds somewhere else and for no longer than that. I'm helping out a friend like you helped out Fiz when you let her stay here for a couple of weeks, like you would help out any of your friends if you needed to and you would not expect me to go on like you are now."

"But I didn't move a man in who was trying to get into my bed." Maria shouted.

She's not trying to, she has, Finn thought. "Oh stop it Maria, you are over-reacting."

"She's not even your friend, you've known her for two minutes."

"It's long enough, I get on well with her."

"I don't."

"So? Make more of an effort with her. You can't tell me you've given her a fair chance, as soon as you met her you made it quite plain that you didn't like her. The incident at the office in Hudson's for example, you had no right going in there and doing that."

"I am your wife Finn."

"Yes you are, but that doesn't mean that you can treat people how you want."

"She doesn't belong here."

"No, so where does she belong then?"

"On the grimy council estate she came from," Maria snapped and Finn shook his head a little. Maria had never done a hard day's work in her life and she was acting like a spoilt brat about Rachel staying with them for a couple of days and after the knowledge that he had just found out about what had happened to Rachel he found himself just wanting to go upstairs and into the room she was in to hold her.

"Don't ever say that to me ever again."

"You wouldn't be getting so angry about this situation if you didn't care about her more than you're admitting."

"I don't agree with how you're talking about her, you don't have to make it into something more," Finn snapped.

"If she doesn't move out, I am going to."

"You're being ridiculous."

"Even that won't make you get rid of her."

Finn pushed his hair back with his hand before letting out an angry sigh, shaking his head a little as he tried to get through to his wife. She made him so angry sometimes; it was like she thought the whole world revolved around her. He knew that it had when she had been a child and had lived with her parents, and for a while he did whatever she wanted, but not now. Though he hadn't told her yet there was only one person other than his son that was at the centre of his world now and it wasn't the woman standing in front of him. "No, there is no need for me to. Give it a couple of days and she'll have found somewhere else. You have clicked your fingers and you think that you should get whatever you want immediately, and until now that's happened. Well, you're going to have to wait this time. I am not asking her or telling her to go anywhere." Finn snapped.

"So you care more about her feelings than mine?"

"Right at this moment in time, yes."

The words were out before he had chance to stop them and he sighed when Maria turned around and left the kitchen, leaving Finn regretting what he had said. However, what he had said was the truth, he found himself caring more about Rachel as each second passed but he knew saying what he had to Maria had been the wrong thing for him to do. For a second Finn considered going after Maria to try and talk to her but with knowing how angry she was he decided against it. He sat down in one of the kitchen chairs at the table and sighed heavily, wondering how he was going to get out of the situation that he now found himself.

Finn wasn't sure how long he had been sitting in the kitchen just thinking about what had happened between himself and Maria, as well as what had happened in general over the past couple of days. He guessed that he must have been sitting there for a while, as it was now dark outside. Absentmindedly he thought about Maria and where she was, though he couldn't bring himself to go to try and find her. Finn sighed once more at how hard things were, but he was brought out of his thoughts when voices sounded from the hallway. He moved to stand by the door and it was seconds before he recognized the voices as Dom and Rachel.

"I just wanted to say I'm sorry for earlier . . ."

Rachel frowned, "why would you be sorry?"

"Well I would have waited for you . . . I just . . ."

Rachel nodded and interrupted him before he could finish, "I know, I know why. Don't worry about it. At least it wasn't raining . . ."

Dom smiled and hesitated for a moment before speaking again, stuttering a little as he did. It almost made Rachel laugh, coming from such a big guy it sounded mad to her. "I . . . I erm . . . I was . . . I was just wondering if I could take you out for a drink sometime."

"As a friend, or?"

Dom smiled shyly "the or . . ."

Rachel let a small smile pass her lips but before she could answer, Finn walked down the hall to the pair of them. "Dom can I have a word?" he questioned, his tone a little sharper than usual.

"Yeah, of course," he frowned, walking of to one side with him as Rachel walked through into the kitchen to get herself a drink.

"I don't pay you to flirt with the people that live here, Dom. Have you sorted out that car yet?"

He sighed, "no, it's too late to do anything now and I was only asking her for a drink. I don't think she's going to be up for it now anyway."

"Try and have that sorted for in the morning," Finn mumbled, referring to the car as he walked back up to the kitchen, closing the door to so that he and Rachel were on their own.

Rachel sat down at the kitchen table with the glass of milk that she'd jut poured herself when Finn closed the door and crossed one leg over the other as she pulled her nighty down over her legs a little further. "I take talking to Maria didn't go to well?"

Finn sat down opposite Rachel and sighed after shaking his head. "No, it didn't. She's stormed off and I've not spoken to her since."

"Is having me here really worth all of this trouble?"

Finn nodded, "and more"

Rachel smiled, "oh you charmer" she teased, hesitating for a moment before she spoke again. "I wanted to get you on your own . . ."

Finn raised his eyebrow with a smirk, "oh yeah?"

"don't get too excited, I just wanted to talk . . ."

Finn laughed quietly before nodding, "about last night?"

Rachel nodded

Finn frowned, "I thought you might . . ." he offered a supportive smile before speaking again, "what about it?"

"Do you think of me differently?"

"Why would I?" Finn wanted to tell her that he loved her more than he had done before he'd found out what she had been through but he knew that probably wasn't the best thing to say, at least not at that moment in time.

"Well, I . . . After what happened between us and everything . . . I thought you might regret it . . ."

"I didn't regret it the morning after, why would I now?"

"Well . . . I'm damaged . . ." Rachel whispered, her voice cracking with emotion as she spoke.

Finn reached over the table to take her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze, shaking his head. "Rachel you are the bravest, most beautiful person. I've ever met, all that bastard did to you does not change any of that."

"You're really special you are, do you know that?"

Finn smirked and nodded, "yeah . . ."

Rachel laughed and shook her head at him before raising her glass of milk to her lips to have a drink.

"Here, I was thinking, you know that we were talking about taking the kids to the beach for the day?" Rachel nodded, "well how do you fancy doing it at the weekend, I haven't got anything planned and I think after this week a day away might be what I need."

"I think that sounds like a plan, though I will have to check Abigail approves before a say for sure."

Finn smirked, "of course . . ."

"But I think she will . . ."

Finn smiled and nodded, "it's a date then."

"I don't know about that . . ." Rachel smiled and finished off the milk that was in her glass, getting up to put the now empty glass in the sink before speaking to Finn once more. "I think I better go up to bed, it's getting on a bit now . . ."

As she walked to the door Finn couldn't help admiring her legs. He knew that she was the one he wanted and not the woman he was married to. Before he had the chance to stop himself or talk himself out of what he was about to do, he took Rachel's hand to stop her from walking out of the kitchen and stood up. Finn pulled Rachel's hand gently so that she was standing close to him, their chests lightly touching, he moved his hands to either side of her head and Rachel's breath hitched in her throat. "What are you doing?" she whispered.

"Something that I've wanted to do since the other night . . ." he answered before letting his lips touch hers.

It was seconds before Rachel responded to Finn's kiss, stepping a little further into his embrace as his tongue found hers. She knew they shouldn't have been doing what they were, though at that moment in time it was the last thing that she was thinking about. It wasn't long before the kiss grew more passionate and Finn walked back with Rachel to the kitchen counter. He lifted her gently and placed her so that she was sitting on it, her lips never once leaving his. Finn parted Rachel's legs so that he was standing between them and her hands found his t-shirt to pull it over his head. After removing it from him she dropped it onto the floor as Finn slowly ran his hands up her thighs. Rachel gasped as his hands found their way under her nightdress and his lips fell to her throat. She rolled her head to one side a little, a sigh of approval passing her lips as he kissed and nibbled his way across her tender flesh. Finn's hand found the small of Rachel's back as he pulled her forwards on the kitchen counter so that she was sitting on the edge. Rachel ran her hand over Finn's hair gently and pulled him a little closer to her so that she could kiss him once more. However, before her lips had the chance to touch his, footsteps sounded from out in the hallway. Finn stepped back and Rachel stood up, she frowned, and turned around just waiting for the door to open as Finn pulled his shirt back on.

Dom stepped through the door in the kitchen and Rachel forced a small smile as he headed to the sink to get himself a glass of water, which she guessed was to take to bed with him. "Sorry, were you talking?"

Rachel shook her head, answering before Finn could. "No, I was just having a drink."

"Oh . . ." Dom smiled and turned around to the sink with his glass as Finn took Rachel's arm and made her take a step closer to him.

Finn dipped his head to whisper to Rachel, "don't think of him as stopping that from happening, just think of him as delaying it . . ." he let go of her arm and stood up straighter after he had finished speaking, a small smile playing on his lips as Rachel swallowed hard.

She was rendered speechless for a moment before she managed to sort herself out enough to speak, having felt like she'd just melted at Finn's words. "I think I better go back to bed, night night . . ." she wandered out of the kitchen and to the stairs, re-playing what had happened between herself and Finn over and over in her mind as she walked across the landing and into the room she was using.