Hello, everyone, it's funsizedforever! I know that this is a lot of new content, and I promise I won't abandon any of my stories, but I've had lots of inspiration and new ideas lately. This story is based off of the Season Four episode 'Naked.' There's a LOT of what-if's in that episode and I wanted to write about what would happen if Rachel had done the scene. So, without further ado, enjoy Innocence!

RACHEL•BERRY

"You see him, you want him... And drop the robe!" As soon as Electra's words come out of her mouth, Rachel's robe is on the ground like it was never really supposed to be there in the first place.

Shooting goes fast after that, and before she knows it, Electra is hugging her, thanking her again for all her hard work.

"Of course, Electra, it's no problem." And OK, maybe she shouldn't have done the scene. But she did. Her body is beautiful, why should she be ashamed of herself? That's what Brody always tells her. While they were dating, Finn always told her she was sexy and beautiful.

These are the excuses she uses when her friends find out she did the nude scene.

"OK, you want to bring Gigantor into this? Then let's really bring Gigantor into this. I'll call him up right now, and we will just see how much he likes this nude scene of yours." With that, Santana storms out of the kitchen, leaving Quinn and Kurt with Rachel.

"Look, Rachel, I can't control what you do. You're a big girl now and you have to make your decisions. I hope you at least remembered the 2-2-2 rule before you did the scene. Now, if you'll just excuse me, I have some shopping to do." Quinn picks up her purse and her coat, slides open the door, and is gone.

"I agree with what both Quinn and Santana said, I'm not going to lie. But, Rachel, I just hope you do feel happy about yourself, even when you're looking like Slutty Barbie and hanging out with Misogynistic Ken." Kurt walks over to Rachel and gives her a hug. She hugs him back, glad that he supports her. When they hug ends, she beams at him and they go to watch Funny Girl in the living room, already forgetting about the scene.

FINN•HUDSON

Finn Hudson is a kickass teacher, if he does say so himself. He loves the kids, even though he knew half of them already, and Tina's idea for the 'Men of McKinley Calendar?' Sheer. Genius. He even stood up to Sue.

So why in the world does he still get nervous when Santana freakin' Lopez calls him? They have a great relationship, they've moved past the awkward sex, and he's even forgiven her for ruining his first real, happy relationship. Sometimes he feels like people forget that Rachel and him dated for two years. Eight months the first time, and a year and four months (if you count the summer when he was in Georgia, which he does) the second time.

However, Finn always finds a way to summon up all his courage and answer. He's not only a kickass teacher, but a brave man.

"Santana?" That was weak.

"Pyramid Nipples! How have you been?" Santana's cut-throat comments are sharp as ever, and they aren't even thirty seconds into their conversation.

"I'm fine, how abo-wait. Santana, why are you calling me?"

"Can't a friend just call a friend every once in awhile?"

"Not if the friend almost always has ulterior motives and is a cunning bitch ninety percent of the time."

"Alright, Jolly Green Giant! Way to bring the claws out! Anyway, to answer your question, it's about Yentl."

"Rachel? What's wrong? Is she OK? Did something happen to her?"

"Aw, Finn, the T-Rex still loves the Jew! And she's fine. Physically. Maybe not emotionally, since she's still hanging out with that douche, Brody. For now. But she did do something that I'm sure she'll regret sooner rather than later."

"Santana, is Rachel pregnant?"

"No, no, no! I don't know about Rachel's sex life, and even if I did, I wouldn't repeat what I know. Even so, I will calm your deep fear, Finnocence. I not only have a spot-on gaydar, but also a spot-on laidar. That means I can tell when people have been laid. And, from what I can tell, Rachel hasn't been laid since the night we won Nationals senior year."

"Thanks for that. But if Rachel isn't pregnant, what else could she have done?"

"Look, Finn, this is actually really serious. I know I make jokes about people and insult them, but Rachel actually needs help."

"Santana, will you just tell me what's going on before you go all deep on me?"

"OK. I guess I'll just spit it out. Finn, Rachel did a topless scene in a student's senior thesis film at NYADA. And it's being shown in her film class soon. I'm not sure when, but it's too close to change anything."

"Wait, let me get this straight. Rachel did a NUDE scene? Rachel, the girl who planned to lose her virginity at age twenty-five at the earliest?"

"Yes, Frankenteen. And she honestly believes she did the right thing."

"OK. So Rachel did a nude scene. Why should I care again?"

"Listen, Double-Stuffed, Fatty, Gassy, McGravy Pants, I know you still love Rachel, and you know it too. And even if you didn't, but you do, you would still care about her feelings."

"Santana, I do care. But I can't do anything about it. One, I'm in Lima, Ohio, in case you've forgotten. Two, I have an actual job teaching Glee Club, and I'm pretty sure they don't have a backup for the backup."

"Orca, can't you get Holly Holliday to come in? Or April Rhodes? Or my man, David Martinez? Or anyone who knows anything about music, like Male Rachel Berry or the Wanky Dentist or Wanky Old Vocal Adrenaline Coach who isn't the mother or Dwarf and Beth?*

"Santana, what would I do in New York? Rachel doesn't want me there. I'll just see her at Will and Emma's wedding in a few weeks."

"I guess that's true. Besides, according to the 2-2-2 rule, she should still be feeling pretty good about herself, so I shouldn't worry until about the two month range. But, if something does happen, can I call you to let you know?"

"Sure, Santana. But how will you know what's going on?"

"Well, contrary to popular belief, I dropped out of University of Louisville, and I really like New York. I think I'll just stay here for a while, see how things play out between Slutty Barbie and Misogynistic Ken."

"Who the hell are Slutty Barbie and Misogynistic Ken?"

"Hobbit and Pablo Escobar, duh."

"Rachel and who… ?"

"Mr. Plastic."

"Oh, Brody. You do realize that Pablo Escobar was a drug lord, right?"

"Wow, Lumps, you actually know something about history. What a shocker! And, yes, I know Pablo Escobar was a drug lord."

"Are you telling me you think that Brody is a drug dealer?"

"That's one option out of many. I still haven't ruled out robot, genetically modified sperm donor to produce perfect babies, and my least favorite option, a gigolo."

"Alright, Santana, thanks for calling. Keep me posted on Rachel and Pablo Escobar."

"Aw, Squishy Tits, you're jealous! And you used my extra fabulous nickname! I'm slightly honored and slightly more horrified. Please never do that again. And, don't worry, I will. Whatever shady things I find on him, you'll be the first to know."

"Bye, Santana."

"Adios, Gassy Infant!" Finn has to laugh when Santana hangs up. Being in Glee Club didn't change her personality, but it changed the way she treated people, that much was true.

The things Santana told Finn is a lot to take in. Rachel doing a nude scene... It just doesn't seem like Rachel. Nonetheless, he is going to stay true to his word and wait until he sees her at the wedding three weeks from now. Besides, everyone hooks up at weddings, so Rachel and he will hook up (she already RSVP'd Mr. Schue saying she wasn't bringing a date and he told Finn for some reason) and they can talk then. Perfect plan, perfect night, perfect girl, and no Pablo Escobar!

AUTHOR'S•NOTE

CAN I JUST SAY HOW EXCITED I AM ABOUT THIS!? I feel like this is going to be the best thing since sliced bread for some reason. Anyway... I hope you enjoyed. Don't forget to review and give criticism! It means so much to me.