Breakthrough

Chapter 28 - Need Her - Rachel's POV

It's the third day in the hospital which means it's time to go home. I was kind of nervous because the last time I was there, I had two babies. I'm only going home with one. I was sitting up on the hospital bed and Finn on the chair. "Are you ready to go back home?" Finn asked me. I sighed. "I guess. I just really want to get out of this place. Too many bad memories." I replied. "Are you dreading tomorrow just as much as I am?" I asked him. Tomorrow is the funeral Finn and I planned for our daughter. "I'm ready for it. I just want to get over it as quickly as possible." he said. I was with him on that. It hurt too much to think about her. I need my little girl. "I wanted to name her Barbra because Barbra Streisand is my idol and that's my middle name. But then I fell in love with the name Hope. Her name was supposed to be Hope Barbra Hudson." Tears fell down my face when I said that. "That's a lovely name babe. We'll put that on her birth certificate." he said. I packed my stuff and got ready. Since Daniel is breathing, he's allowed to go home with us. I knew I had to get my shit together to be the best mother I can for my little guy. Finn went to the car to get the car seat ready. I picked Daniel up and we both headed outside. Finn strapped him in and I put his baby bag on the backseat. I got in the passenger seat and Finn started the car. When we got to the house, Finn let me go inside first. When I opened the door I saw blue balloons and a 'It's a boy!' sign hanging on the walls. "SURPRISE!" a room full of family and friends yelled. "Wow, thank you. I wasn't expecting this." I said. I appreciated the fact that everyone came for Daniel and I, but I wasn't in much of a party mood. I went in my room while Finn stayed out in the living room with the baby. I looked out the window and just thought to myself. I heard the door open to see Mercedes and Quinn come in my room. "Hey, Rachel." said Quinn. "I'm so sorry for your lose." Mercedes said. I really hated those words. 'I'm sorry for your lose.' "Thank you." I replied. I could feel them tiptoe around what to say to me. I wouldn't know what to say to someone who lost their child either. "How are you?" Quinn asked. "I'm okay. I still miss her, but I'm okay. I just really need her."