"How's Life, Rachel?" (Finchel Fanfic)

Chapter 3: Late?!?!

Hey guys, I really wanted to post this yesterday but got caught up in somethings and was having technical difficulties. But out of my crazy week I was still able to write a new chapter, so here it is. *Disclaimer I Do Not Own Glee*

"What lies behind us, and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us."

~ Ralph Waldo Emerson

It had been six weeks since the newlyweds had come home. About two weeks ago, Finn started back at work. For Rachel, she didn't have a Broadway show to attend to. So she spent most of her time with Kurt and Santana or by herself. The newlyweds settled while in the world of marriage.

It was about seven pm, when Rachel woke up with a sickness in her stomach. She rushed to the bathroom, and made it to the toilet in time. She started to throw up kneeling into the toilet. Finn was quickly worried when he started hearing noises coming from the bathroom, when he was in the kitchen getting ready for work. When he got to the bathroom, he found Rachel hunched over the toilet throwing up. He quickly rushed to her side, grabbed her hair and started to rub her back.

After a minute or two the throwing up stopped and Finn helped Rachel to their bed.

"Are you okay, Rach? Do I need to stay home with you?", Finn asked worked that something was really wrong with Rachel.

"I just feel a little sick. I bet I just ate something bad last night at the restaurant. I'll be fine. You have to get to work.", Rachel replied standing up to head to the bathroom to clean herself up.

"Okay. If you need anything, call me.", Finn gave Rachel a kiss on the forehead and headed to work. Once he left Rachel cleaned up and then began to lie on her bed, and after while she was out.

Rachel was woken up when she heard a knocking on her door. She looked at her clock and saw that it was 12:30pm; she couldn't believe how long she slept. She kept hearing the knocking, so she quickly got up to answer the door. When she opened the door, she was greeted by Kurt and Santana with a sleeping Lucas in his car seat.

"Wow, you look like crap", Santana said walking into the apartment.

"Thanks, Santana. What are you guys doing here?", Rachel asked.

"Finn told us that you were not feeling well and he was worried. He wanted us to check up on you.", Kurt said now sitting on the couch.

"I told him I would be fine.", Rachel said pouting.

"Yeah, but he loves and worries about you all the time. Plus you don't look so good. How are you feeling?", Santana stated while putting Lucas's car seat down.

"I'm feeling.....Oh My God.", Rachel said then bolted to the bathroom to throw up once again. Rachel didn't know what was wrong with her. Kurt and Santana rushed into the bathroom, to find Rachel sitting next to the toilet wiping her face with a towel.

"Are you positive that you are fine?", Kurt asked helping Rachel up.

"I don't know what wrong with me. I keep throwing up, can't sleep, my back hurts, my...", Rachel stopped an headed to her and Finn's room. Kurt and Santana followed her. Once in the room, Rachel picked up her planner that sat on a table next to the bed.

"What are you doing, Rachel? What's going on?", Santana asked watching Rachel flip frantically through her planner, then finally stopping at a page.

"I'm late.", Rachel stated.

"You mean late, late?", Kurt asked having a feeling that he know what was happening.