No Idea

chapter 8

He and Rachel are the first ones over at the Schuester residence, a whole two hours ahead of schedule, the day before Thanksgiving. Rachel immediately goes to assist Emma in the kitchen – and yeah it's totally weird calling Ms. Pillsbury (well, Mrs. Schuester) Emma now and Mr. Schue Will. He doubts he'll ever get used to it.

"People are here!" A blur darts past Finn, and Mr. Schue – Will – scoops it up.

"Hey, bud, do you remember Finn?"

The boy buries his head in Will's shoulder and shakes his head.

"Sure you do!" Will says. "You've been talking about him all week, haven't you? Finn Hudson, the football star?"

Finn feels himself blush. "Not since high school, Mr. Schue."

"Is it true you threw touchdown passes all the time?" the boy asks, eyes wide. "Even in the state championship game?"

Finn rubs the back of his neck. "Well, I mean, I guess but… I wasn't really that great."

"Don't be modest, Finn," Will says, punching him lightly on the shoulder. "You were great."

"Are you in the NFL?" the boy asks.

Finn laughs. "No, I'm not.  I'm a fireman

That's so cool

Finn smiles, glancing at Mr. Schue.

Will beams, and Finn swears he gets a little teary eyed, but Rachel comes bustling out of the kitchen then.

"Please tell me that's not daniel she says, coming to stand next to Finn. "God, he's gotten so big!"

Daniel ducks his head as Finn wraps his arm around his wife, drawing her close to him.

"How old are you now?" Rachel asks the boy.

"Five," daniel beams, holding up his hand to show her. "And Aubrey's two. She's still a baby."

Finn grins, glancing down at Rachel's stomach. She's convinced she's starting to show, but he can only make out a slight bump – like maybe she ate too much.

"Where is Aubrey?" Rachel asks Will.

"Napping," he says. "She should be up by the time everyone else gets here, though."

Rachel smiles, moving her hand to her stomach.

"Are you guys excited for your little one on the way?" Ms. Pillsbury – Mrs. Schuester – Emmaasks, coming out of the kitchen, removing her rubber gloves.

"Definitely," Finn says, smiling widely. "I'm so excited to meet him or her."

"Any preference on the gender?"

He shakes his head. "'S long as it's healthy, really."

"Ah," Will says, "the standard answer." He winks. "I'm sure Finn secretly wants a little hellion like this one he can play football with," he says, readjusting his grip on Alex.

Rachel laughs, but Finn clears his throat. "Yeah, that'd be pretty cool, I guess, but I… I mean, it'd be nice to have a little girl. You know, a little Rachel, singing and dancing and… playing dress up and stuff."

Rachel looks up at him, wide eyed, and he really hopes he didn't say anything wrong. He reallydoesn't care if they have a boy or a girl, but it's just a thought, really. "Do you really think so?" she asks quietly.

"'Course," he says, trying to shrug it off, but Rachel places both her hands on either side of his face and brings his mouth down to meet hers.

"Eww!" Alex squeals, and Finn really doesn't want to pull away, but he's aware they're in the presence of other people, so he does.

"Sorry," Rachel says. She turns to Emma. "Pregnancy hormones."

Finn doesn't think that she's telling the entire truth, but he doesn't mind, because with the look she's giving him right now, he's totally getting laid tonight.

Rachel being pregnant is totally awesome.

He shouldn't be entirely surprised that all Puck wants to talk about is whether or not pregnancy has improved their sex life, but Rachel made it clear years ago that the topic was off limits, so he mostly tries to include other people in their conversation. It doesn't work.

"But like, is she kinkier now, bro? Because I always figured that Berry would be kinky in bed, and I'm sure you would've said something if she were, right?"

Mike is staring at the ceiling, looking like he'd literally rather be anywhere else.

"How's the wedding planning coming?" Finn asks, pointedly ignoring Puck.

Mike shrugs. "Tina's doing most of it, really. Her and my mom." He laughs darkly. "Now that'sproving to be an issue." He starts talking about how Tina and his mother spent three hours arguing over which flowers to use in the arrangements, and Finn lets his eyes wander across the Schuesters' living room, spotting Rachel laughing with Mercedes. She catches his gaze and smiles a bit wider.

Apparently Mike's done talking about flowers, because he claps Finn on the back and says, "Oh, congrats by the way. Baby already, huh?"

Finn smiles and nods. "Yep."

"Kurt excited?" Mike asks.

Finn rolls his eyes. "You have no idea. He's already bought the kid so much crap, entire outfits, even. For his sake, we better have a girl, otherwise he has several exchanges to make."

Mike laughs. "I always knew you and Rachel would be the first ones to start a family," he says.

Puck scoffs. "Well, they've been going at it like rabbits since they got back together,  so it's just the odds, isn't it?"

Finn sighs. It's kind of nice to know that even though they're adults now, some things never change.