The next morning I woke up before Finn. I checked on Allen and fed him when I saw he was awake. I went downstairs and started making breakfast. Finn came down when I was flipping the eggs onto the plates. "Morning," he said. "Morning," I replied, leaning in to kiss him. "I have rehearsal in an hour," I told him. After breakfast I went upstairs and put makeup on and got dressed. When I got to work, everyone was already stretching. Mr. Campion, the director came up to me and gave me hug, "how are you doing, Rachel?" He asked. "Well, actually, umm, believe it or not, Finn isn't dead. He uhh got off the plane and went to Ohio for a few days," I chuckled. He didn't seemed amused. "Anyways, let's get rehearsing," he said, eagerly. "Well, actually, I kinda have to tell you something," I said nervously. "What is it now, Rachel?" He said impatiently. "Well, uhh-" "just say it, Rachel," he interrupted. "I'm kinda, sort of, well, pregnant," I said. There was silence for what seemed like forever. "Say something, please," I begged. "You're fired. Effective immediately," he called over the casting director, and told her to call the understudy and tell her she's Fanny Brice. I was stunned. "You should go, Rachel," he said walking away.
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A Part of Something Special
FanfictionFinn and Rachel are happily married with a son, when suddenly Finn is called to travel half way across the world and leave his family. Does he leave his wife and new born or will he stay and live in regret? Both options seem to tear apart the famil...
