Canon point: AU (post season 4)
Paring: Finn Hudson/Rachel Berry
Warnings: Finn is alive
Word count: 563
Summary: "Forgive you for what?," Finn asked, trying to maintain his cool, despite the fact that his girlfriend's line of questioning was reminding him of Quinn and having and losing Drizzle and singing to sonograms and his heart being smashed to pieces thanks to his best friend sleeping with his girlfriend. "'s mine, right?," he asked, becoming momentarily quite interested in his lap.
"I'm pregnant," Rachel whispered quietly, so softly that Finn had doubted that he'd heard her right, which was weird, because he loved that Rachel was never ever quiet. "I'm sorry, Finn," she continued, as she hugged a throw pillow to her chest. "Will you ever forgive me?"
"Forgive you for what?," Finn asked, trying to maintain his cool, despite the fact that his girlfriend's line of questioning was reminding him of Quinn and having and losing Drizzle and singing to sonograms and his heart being smashed to pieces thanks to his best friend sleeping with his girlfriend. "'s mine, right?," he asked, becoming momentarily quite interested in his lap. He ached to reach out and touch her, but he had to know.
"For getting pregnant now," Rachel explained, and he exhaled loudly, as he gazed into her eyes, noticing the tears in them. Shit, he thought to himself, suspecting they were because of him. "Of course it's yours," she continued, wringing her hands together. "Why on --" She trailed off, and redirected her course of thought. "I'm sorry, Finn," she whispered, hands enveloping his. "Yes, we're having a baby together. I just didn't want you to be mad because we weren't expecting the baby."
Finn reached out and wrapped his arm around his girlfriend, no, his pregnant girlfriend, and he effectively cut off her frantic rambling with a kiss.
"'s alright," he told her, grinning widely as she settled her head in the crook of his arm, curling her entire self against him. "I forgive you."
He kissed her again. "We'll make it work," he promised, resting his chin on her head. "You okay?"
"You're happy, aren't you?," Rachel asked, nodding slightly in response to his question, the sad look in her eyes having abated somewhat. "...are you really happy?"
"We're having a baby," Finn said simply, shifting slightly so they could be more comfortable. "Of course I'm happy."
She let out a content sigh, and he carded his fingers through her hair, enjoying the comfortable silence.
"Can I say hi?," he asked, unable to help the hopeful edge to his voice. "I know it's real little, but can I say hi?"
He felt her nod against his chest, her hand reaching up to guide his, and he grinned even wider than before, pressing his palm firmly against her abdomen, where their baby was.
"You feel okay?," he asked, her warm skin smooth against his hand, even though he couldn't feel anything yet.
"Just a little tired," Rachel told him. "'m glad you're happy, Finn," she whispered softly, as she covered his hand with hers. "'m happy too."
Finn Hudson had decided in the three minute period of time that he'd known about their baby that he really loved it He really, really, really, really, loved the baby. He loved Rachel and he wanted to marry her someday -- he’d wanted to marry her since they were in high school, for crying out loud -- so of course when she told him she's pregnant he automatically fell in love.
She's awesome, he thought. She thought he's awesome. So it stood to realize that Finn Christopher Hudson and Rachel Barbra Berry having a baby together was the most awesome thing on the planet. At least, that was true in Finn’s opinion.
“‘s real awesome,” Finn assured her, practically wriggling with excitement. “‘s real awesome, babe, I promise.”