Let the light guide you trough
AU Finchel. She heard it like they all had. They boys were coming home, within the next few hours she'd be able to hold Finn again. Or so she thought. After a mission goes terribly wrong, Rachel is left wondering if she'll ever see him again. And then the she sees the white car approaching. Her heart shattering into a million pieces.
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Chapter 2:
She remembered the first time she'd found out about Cory, her now teenage son. She and Finn weren't together back then, they'd broken it off about a year before. Then came Mr. Shue's wedding and everything changed. She was a mother 28 weeks later. Her sweet boy was a reminder of how much she loved her Finn , she had to struggle to come to terms with telling everyone about Cory, Kurt and Santana, her best friends, and of course, Brody, her boyfriend at the time, the one she had cheated on. Yet, she did not tell her dads or Finn's parents, not until she had told him.
She remembered opening the door and finding him there. In New York.
"Is it true?" Was the first words to leave his mouth. Finn, his ever now 19 year old self seemed more like a man than the boy she'd left back on the train and yet at the wedding. The boy who was meant to be in Georgia. was in New York.
"Finn" Finn looked down at her stomach. She wasn't showing much just yet.
"Puck told me." Noah and Mike had joined him into the army right after he'd enlisted, Sam following closely the year after, she swore those boys did everything together since they were little kids. It was no wonder they'd follow Finn's stupid lead.
Not that she thought it was stupid, at least not for Finn. He'd done it to make things right for his dad, the dad he barely had a relationship because things had been so tense between them since Finn had been a child, and yet, this boy had given up everything to make his father happy.
"Tell me the truth." He begged.
"How did Puck find out?"
"Does it matter?"
"It does to me." She answered shakily.
"Is it mine?" There was a bit of concern in his voice. After all, she had cheated on Brody.
"Yes." Rachel's voice broke. She began to lose vision from her tears. Then she felt his strong arms around her.
"Mom?" A voice called her back to the mess in front of her. Her then fragile sweet boy, was now a man, a good one at that, so much like his dad. "Are you sure you want to go?" Cory asked worriedly. Blaine and Rachel's new play was opening on Broadway that night. As partners and producers, she needed to be there, and so her ever chivalrous son had offered to be her date for the night. Carole had offered to babysit.
She had not noticed the tears coming from her eyes. She'd have to redo her makeup.
"I'm almost ready honey." She informed him sniffing away the sadness.
"Umm okay." Cory said kindly. "I'll just wait outside then." And with that he'd left the room.
"What's the hold up?" Kurt asked. "We're going to be late!"
"Hold your panties Hummel!" Santana snapped."I'll take care of this.." And so they all stood there. In the Hudson messy living room. Santana and Quinn, Puck's wife had come for moral support.
"No wonder we'll be late." Santana said entering the room. Rachel sat in front of her mirror redoing her makeup. "Speak up Berry, what's up?"
Rachel stared at her best friend. She didn't know what was wrong with her to be honest, maybe it was a rush of hormones from having the baby or the fact that she was 33 years old and a mother of seven. Right now, a single mother of seven whose husband had not been able to call for a week.
"Ay Dios mío!" Santana hated seeing Rachel so helpless. "Okay enough! Today is a big day for you and Mr. Bow ties." She said referring to Blaine. "It's not a time for whipping and moping, it's a time for you to celebrate the big bucks you'll be making. God knows you need them." Rachel smiled softy, glancing once more at the picture on the nightstand.
She actually managed to have a good time, in spite of the knowing looks people tended to give her. She'd heard what people said about her. About Finn and their children. They'd call Finn and a hero one moment and the next an irresponsible baby maker. Yes, it was not common for people to have these many children in so short time, and yet, she'd managed to love every single one of them.
"Mom?" Her son's gaze fell upon her as they sat down. Cory, her short to be 16 year old reminded her so much of Finn, his kind amber eyes looking at her reassuringly. "Are you okay?"
"Yes. I'm fine." She said squeezing her child's hand. Cory seemed settled.
"Are you as nervous as I am?" Blaine whispered on the other side of Rachel's. She nodded quietly. From her days of being Fanny Brice on Broadway to being Maria, to her uncanny sudden success in business with Blaine, Rachel wondered if she deserved all of this, specially if Finn wasn't there to celebrate it with her.
"So why on earth haven't I received an invitation to your party yet?" Hayley, a friend of Cory's asked a few days before the actual event.
"Because there won't be any." He said swinging his bag over his shoulder.
"Why not?" She asked curiously. Cory shrugged. "Cory."
"My mom is not..., she's really messed up this time okay?"
Haley had been friends with Cory since middle school, when he had begged his parents to let him go to a normal school. Having been homeschooled until the age of ten, Cory's shy persona seemed to be complemented by that one of his best friend.
"Did something happen?"
"I don't know Haley. It might have. Dad hasn't called. Again."
"Sometimes it takes him longer right? I'm sure he'll call soon." Cory smiled. And yet the call had not come.
But Cory's 16 birthday arrived. It was a late August night as the Hudson clan made It's way into Chris's restaurant. Since leaving the army, the eldest Hudson had found himself being very good at business, an assessment to that were both his restaurants, one in their hometown of Lima and now in the heart of New York.
"There is the birthday boy!" Carole wrapped his eldest grandchild into a hug. "Oh my god, you're almost as tall as your dad."
"Or so I've heard." Cory gave her a crooked smile.
"Here honey, let me help you." Rachel, followed by her kids and friends entered the restaurant.
"A drink little diva?" Kurt asked as they sat down. She wouldn't deny a glass of wine, if she was ever to be allowed to as she was still breast feeding.
"I thought you'd never ask." She said shyly toting Wyatt in her arms as Micah slept in his stroller. Rachel glanced over at Cory whose smile was wide as he spoke to his grandparents.
"I'd like to propose a toast." Chris rose from his chair later that night. "To my grandson and the reason we are all here. Happy birthday Cory."
"Shhh..." A sudden shudder pulled Rachel away from taking a picture with her phone as the kids huddled around Cory to blow the candles.
"Guys... Shh.. It might be Finn." The table went silence cold. Hello?" Cory held his breath.
"Why isn't there a party?" A familiar voice said from Rachel's phone. "Where's my birthday boy?"
"Babe." Rachel was so glad to hear his voice. "You're on speaker phone with everyone."
"Hello everyone!" He snipped. "Happy birthday Cor, I'm sorry I'm not there with you, just make sure Jack eats a extra slice of cake for me okay?"
"Already on it dad!" He heard Jack add in.
"Not if Matt beats him to eat then!" Finn heard Blaine said.
"Good, send me a picture later okay?"
"Daddy, do you miss us?" Hannah asked sweetly.
"Of course I do, I'm miserable here without my princess." Finn sighed. "Hey Han,"
"Yeah daddy?"
"Just make sure you give mommy the biggest hug from me? So she doesn't cry anymore."
"I'm not crying!" Rachel quickly defended herself.
"I'm sure she's not." A voice said behind Finn. It was Noah. "Berry, I do hope you keep telling Quinn I called!"
"Of course."
"In fact, everyone here wants to wish baby Huddy a happy birthday." The moment they boys from Finn's unit began to sing on the phone, Rachel could picture the boys trying to tune and it made her smile.
"Hello?" Jack Hudson answered the phone over silence over a normal Sunday night at the Hudson home. Where everyone, including him was meant to be in bed.
"may I speak with Mrs. Hudson please?"
"That's my mom. She's sleeping right now."
"Who's this?"
"My name is Jack, what's yours?" There was whispering on the other line. The young boy frowned.
"Jack, is your mom home?, I'm afraid it's important." The voice on the phone softened. "I really need you to get her for me, can you do that?"
"Okay."
Rachel was wrapping the remains of last night's cake when her son came dashing trough the kitchen with the phone up.
"Jack Hudson, what in the world see you doing out of bed?"
"Mom, someone is at the phone," Rachel cleaned her hands. A frown on her face. It was really late for any kind of call. She told her son off to bed and took the phone. Her hands were suddenly shaking.
"Hello?"
"Mrs. Hudson? I'm sorry to call so late but... I'm afraid there's been an accident."
Cory was sleeping soundly when his brother came rushing on the stairs to wake him.
That's when Cory found his mother, collapsed one the kitchen floor. Her hands clutching on to the phone. Jack stood behind his brother.
"Mom?"
"Finn... No... Finn please.." Cory knelt down to take the phone from her hand. Her small body, clung into that of her son. Finn Hudson was lost in action.
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