Where Dreams Take You

Chapter 6

Finn POV

Finn couldn't believe that Quinn was pregnant again. Sure this time was a bit different, Puck and Quinn were married now and no one was going to blame him for it. They hadn't even been near a hot tub together, unless you counted the hotel hot tub but that was just him and Puck and that was just gross. Finn was happy for them, it was weird…a kid. Sure Beth was cool and all, but they were always on the road. What the hell were they going to do with a baby on the way now? Was Puck going to have to take a break from the band to spend time with the baby? Was Quinn just going to stay home and take care of a baby while Puck played around with the band? He really didn't envy them at all right now.

He looked over at Rachel and smiled. "Well, I'm not saying shit until Quinn tells him. As much as I want to see his face when he finds out, I also don't want to deal with Quinn if I accidentally let it slip before she says something." Rachel laughed.

"Still afraid of her are you?" Finn grabbed her around the waist. "I'm not afraid of her; just don't like listening to her whine." He wrapped his arms around her to keep her from getting away from him. "Besides, I think you should just keep me occupied so I don't screw up and let the secret slip….." He raised his eyebrow as he looked down at her. "I'm sure she'll have told him by morning…..don't see any reason for me to leave my room." He squeezed her tighter and she stared at him.

"Don't you have a show tonight?"

Finn winked. "Cancelled." He felt her hand on his chest as she sighed in appreciation of his news. "And I know something I've been dying to do since I saw you."

Rachel giggled. "Get dinner?" Finn leaned over and captured her lips with his. His heart pounded in his chest. It didn't matter how long he had been married, kissing his wife left him breathless and wanting more. "It's been a while." He said softly against her cheek as he brushed his lips toward her neck. He heard the soft squeal from her mouth as his tongue pressed against the spot under her ear that always got her worked up.

"Then what are you waiting for?" she moaned loudly and her fingers fisted in his shirt tightly. He didn't waste time as he swept her into his arms and carried her toward the bed. He laid her back against the pillows, cradling her head in his hand as their lips met once again. He had missed his wife, missed the way she smelled, the way her body seemed to arch to his touch. He missed the sounds she made in his ear as his hands would trail down to her body, his hand brushing against her bundle of nerves as his fingers slid slowly inside of her and the way her body would come off the bed the moment he entered her. Everything about Rachel had become his, every sound, every movement, every thrust was something he had memorized and longed for on the nights he was away from her. His mother always said that absence made the heart grow fonder, but he never truly understood what she meant until he started touring. The nights that he would lie in bed, stroking himself as he touched the glass on her picture frame, willing the picture inside to come to life. Everything they had been through in their past had been difficult, but nothing prepared him for the hell he would face being separated from her for so long. Having her here, under him, in his arms as he connected their bodies made all of the past few days dwindle away in his mind. He was no longer thinking about the crowds or the loud noises, or the sweat that would build on his brow during meet and greet. All that mattered was Rachel and Finn, in this moment. Home.

Their fingers intertwined as their lips met, her tongue pressing into his mouth as he swallowed the groan she was making and his pace increased inside of her as her legs wrapped tightly around him, her feet pressing his back side toward her as he moved deeper inside of her. "Oh God yes, Finn." She yelled out and he smirked. He loved making his wife fall apart, loved that no other man had ever heard those sounds coming from her. With a final thrust he released inside of her, squeezing her hand in his as she fell over the edge in a sea of noise that filled the room. He leaned his forehead against hers, feeling the sweat dripping from his neck, causing him to shiver as her fingers brushed down his back. "I missed you." She whispered.

"I missed you more." He cooed into her ear as he rolled to his side and pulled her against his chest. "I can't believe you're actually here." Rachel leaned up and touched her lips to his and he closed his eyes lightly as he returned the soft sentiment. He pulled back and looked at her. "Don't move, I just want to memorize your face again." He brushed his fingers against her cheeks, sliding them to the tip of her nose and across her mouth, touching each part of her skin as he lightly brushed them over her eyelids. Every part of her flesh he touched felt like satin under his hardened fingertips. He leaned down and placed a soft kiss against her forehead.

"So how's work going? I can't believe they got you to leave the play." He pushed back and looked down at her as his eyebrow rose. "What are they blackmailing you with?"

She laughed and her head fell back against the pillow and it sounded like music to his ears as it filled the room. "No blackmail required. I just thought that a hot sexy drummer shouldn't be all by himself for this long without a little T.L.C." She tapped her fingers against his bicep as she slowly sounded out each letter at the end of her sentence.

"Well you were right." He grinned as he kissed her again, sweeping her into his arms and rolling on top of her. "And we have lots of time to make up for." He said with a growl as he nipped at her earlobe.

"But how the hell did that even happen? I'm never fucking home."

Finn and Rachel looked toward the hotel door as the sounds of arguing were coming from the other side.

"Are you trying to say I cheated on you, because I'm not afraid to kick your ass Noah Puckerman."

Finn and Rachel looked at each other and Finn's head slumped forward as he let out a frustrated groan. Rachel's hand was on his shoulder as she pushed him off of her and climbed out of bed, grabbing for clothes on the floor and tugging them on. Finn rolled over in the bed and stared up at the ceiling. Of course Quinn and Puck would try and take away his groove.

"Are you coming?" He looked up and saw Rachel staring at him.

"Yes I'm coming. But it's not really our business to be…" He saw the look on Rachel's face and stopped speaking. "I'm coming." Rachel walked to the door and opened it and stepped into the hallway as Finn looked around for his clothes. He gave up and grabbed the bed sheet, wrapping it around his waist and reluctantly heading to the door as he swung it open and stepped into the hall. Rachel was standing in the middle of Puck and Quinn in his t-shirt and his boxers yanked up to her chest. If he wasn't annoyed at all of the yelling, he would have taken the time to appreciate the scene but with Puck yelling over Rachel's head toward Quinn who looked madder than he'd ever seen her, he knew now wasn't the time to savor the memory.

"Could everyone stop yelling for like two minutes?" Finn said loudly as the three of them all stopped talking and looked at him in the doorway. Quinn stared at him and then looked down at his sheet, rolling her eyes and turning back toward Puck.

"How can you question that this baby is yours."

Puck put his hands in the air. "I never said it wasn't mine, I just said when the fuck did you have time to grow a fucking baby? We haven't seen each other in months." Finn cringed as he knew that Quinn would react badly to anything he was saying right now because even he thought it sounded pretty stupid.

"That's the same fucking thing Puckerman." She screamed.

"Oh so now you're a cursing sailor." He shot back.

"Fuck you." She said as she lunged toward him and Finn reached forward to grab her and pull her away from Puck and Rachel.

"Ok enough yelling. And no more cursing from you." He looked down at Quinn who was struggling against his arms. "Can we all calm down and act like adults please?"

Rachel walked over and touched Finn's arm, reaching down and grabbing his sheet and pulling it tighter around his waist as it slowly slipped down his body. He released Quinn from his arms and grabbed the sheet. "You both need to calm down and talk to each other. Quinn is having a baby and while the situation isn't exactly ideal there is no reason to be screaming." Rachel crossed her arms in front of her chest and Finn noticed for the first time that he could see her nipples through her shirt. He reached out and pulled her against his body and she looked up at him confused.

"Rachel's right, there's no need to scream. Go to your room and talk it out."

Puck glared at him. "Sure thing dad." He said sarcastically.

Rachel moved away from Finn and took Quinn's arm, pulling her toward their room. Finn rolled his eyes and his head fell backwards with a groan. "What are we…." He tried to complain but she shook her head in Puck's direction and walked Quinn into their room. Fuck…why was Quinn always ruining things for him. He turned back to Puck. "You happy now?"

Puck leaned against the wall and heaved out a large breath. "Fuck."

Finn sighed and walked toward him, leaning against the wall next to him. "Look, I don't get the problem. You love Quinn. You know she wasn't cheating on you."

Puck was silent for a moment; Finn knew Quinn wasn't cheating on Puck. The two had practically been inseparable before the tour started. It was like they were back in high school. Sure they fought but that's what Quinn and Puck did. They were always bickering over something but they always made up and then they went at it like rabbits. Finn wasn't surprised at all that she was pregnant with as often as they did it. He was more surprised they didn't already have enough kids to start their own football team by now.

"You're right, I mean I know that. I just…..a baby. Fuck."

Finn shook his head. He completely understood. He would be in shock if it had been him. But Puck already had a kid with Quinn. They spent a lot of time with Beth.

"I'm gonna be a dad again." He said softly.

Finn nodded. "Yup. Hard to believe huh?"

Suddenly Finn felt himself being wrapped up into Puck's arms as he hugged him tightly. "Holy shit, we're having a baby." Finn looked up to see an elderly couple walking toward them. He pushed Puck off of him and yanked his sheet tighter around his waist as the couple passed them, staring down at Finn's attire.

"What kind of hotel did you say we were staying at, Ethel?" The man said to the woman beside him and the woman glared back at them. "Dirty, dirty things going on in this hotel, Stanley."

"Dude, can we go in the room before anyone else starts talking about us."

They walked toward the room and knocked and Rachel came to the door and let them in. Quinn was sitting on the chair by the bed.

"Jesus what the fuck did you guys do in this room." Puck said staring at the clothes on the floor and the bed sheets all around the room. He bent over and picked something off the floor, swinging it around his finger. "Sexy, Sexy Mrs. Hudson." Rachel stormed across the room and grabbed her bra from his hand. "Nice nipples!" Rachel's mouth dropped open as she looked down at her shirt and then wrapped her arms around herself. Finn grabbed a blanket and walked toward his wife, wrapping it around her.

"Stop being a dick, Puckerman." Finn made eye contact with him and he smirked before turning toward his wife who was standing up.

"Come on." She said as she started to leave the room.

"Baby, where are we going? I was having fun." He whined with a laugh as Quinn stared back at him.

"Sorry you two, we'll leave you to each other." She grabbed Puck by his shirt. "And you." He threw his hands in the air. "Why are you always such an ass? If I wasn't in love with you I would…."

Puck grabbed her and pulled her into his arms, kissing her. Rachel made a cooing sound beside him and gripped his arm. "Yeah this is all nice and lovely but I'd really like to not watch you guys make twins in my room." Rachel slapped his arm as Puck extended his middle finger behind his back. "Yeah yeah, nice maturity man, now get out." Finn pushed Pucks back and he and Quinn walked to the door.

"Hey man, thanks for…" Finn pushed his door shut in Puck's face and turned toward Rachel.

"And now where were we?" Rachel giggled as Finn walked back toward her.

"Don't you think that was rude?" She said with a wicked smile. "Shutting the door in his face like that."

Finn wrapped his arms around her waist, letting the sheet fall to the ground. "He'll get over it." He said with a smirk as he kissed her neck.

"They're going to be alright, aren't they?" She murmured against his chest.

"They'll be fine." He said impatiently as he pulled at the hem of her shirt, tugging it up her body.

"Do you think we should check on them before…" Finn put his finger to her lips.

"Mrs. Hudson, that will be enough talking." He replaced his finger with his lips and she leaned into him, a soft sound leaving her mouth.

"Mmm alright, Mr. Hudson, you win." She said as if she had a choice as Finn pulled her by both hands toward the bed.