Hey guys! Know this chapter is short but uhm yeah it's just a little Finchel fluffness to close the novel:) Just wanted to say that I really enjoyed writing this fanfic, and I hope you guys loved it! Really gonna miss updating it, but you can just follow me on my new journey as I'm writing my new fanfic novel 'What's Your Number.' Thank you and enjoy!

Chapter Ten:

Epilogue

- 2 years later -

"Do you get math?"

Rachel giggled as she heard Finn's question linger through the air. The end of his pencil tapped repeatedly against the textbook, buzzing her senses.

"Finn, the teacher gave you an outline of what to do yesterday, it shows everything you need to know." She looked up, smiling as she saw Finn's quizzed expression. She sighed heavily as she closed her textbook.

"Okay, what don't you get?"

He shrugged. "Everything, its all fucking confusion." Her eyes widened at his language, and he noticed his sideslip. "Sorry."

Rachel grinned playfully, crawling on all fours towards him on her bed. She pressed her body against his, smiling as she felt him respond, his hands tracing patterns on the back of her shirt.

She braided her fingers through the ends of his hair. "I'll give you the most important answers okay?"

Finn grinned, nodding his head against her forehead. He lowered his head to the crook of her neck, kissing her skin softly. She hummed in gratitude, running her hands down his pumped chest.

"All I know is that, me, plus you, equals forever," she breathed out, her mind swirling at the sensations of his touches. He chuckled against the wetness of her flesh, his smile pressing into her neck.

"I already knew that one," Finn whispered. He gripped the back of her head securely, holding her close. She squealed as he rolled them over, laughing in surprise when he hovered over her, kissing her sweetly.

Rachel locked her arms around his neck, bringing him closer to her heated body. She ran her tongue lightly on the brim of his lower lip, sucking softly. She moaned slightly as Finn trailed his fingers on the elastic band of her shorts, teasing her lower stomach. Their kisses suddenly became rough and detached as he slipped his hand down her shorts, squeezing her gently.

"My dads are downstairs," she sighed, her breaths coming in short delays. Finn groaned as Rachel pulled back, the warmth of her lips on his replaced with the ghost of her touch.

Finn brought her head back down, their lips meeting once more. He felt her smile against his mouth, retreating back her head. "Finn, they could hear us," she giggled, her fingers playing with the end of his collar. "Remember the last time they heard us?"

He blushed at the memory. "Yeah . . ."

Rachel laughed, pecking his lips shortly. "And you should probably get back to studying, you told me, you had a test on Wednesday."

"Noo . . ." Finn whined. He leaned forward, his mouth meeting hers as he kissed her desperately, needing to taste her.

Rachel responded longingly, before pulling away, smiling playfully. "You need to study Hudson." Her small hand crawled down his molded chest, stopping at the edge of his pants line, stroking his lower abdomen. "And then we can play later."

He pouted, grabbing her working hand and pulling it away from his stomach. He pressed her palm to his lips, kissing them softly. "But I miss you."

"I miss you too, Finn, everyday."

He sighed heavily, rolling off her. He took place beside her on the comfortable mattress, laying on his side, facing her chocolate, brown eyes.

Finn reached forward, stroking his knuckles gently against the redness of her cheeks. "What are you thinking?"

She sighed heavily, moving in to the warmth of his chest. Her hands ghosted over the noticeable scar on indented in his skin, unwanted flashbacks surging through her mind.

Rachel rested her head on his chest, closing her eyes, trying to release the pain of the night they experienced together two years ago. Her mind ached as she thought about the events that occurred after their trapped night at McKinley High.

"Baby? You okay?" Finn questioned as he felt a sudden wetness pool along his shirt. He picked her head up, his heart burning as he noticed the tears that leaked down her cheeks.

Finn cradled her face gently, his thumb wiping away the wetness that trailed down her skin. "What's wrong Rach?"

She shrugged into him. "I just miss you so damn much."

Finn gulped harshly, fighting to hold back the tears that burned to fall over. How could something so beautiful, be so broken?

"A-and I'm still nervous, Finn . . . about what happens in your school, there's . . . there's a lockdown p-procedure right?"

He nodded his head reassuringly, bringing her face down to his. He leaned his forehead against hers, inhaling deeply.

"Rach you need to stop worrying alright? I'm fine; really, there's nothing to worry about. Dalton Academy is one of the safest schools in the state."

Rachel sighed heavily, her nose bumping with his in affection. "I just need to know that you'll always be safe."

"I am, and so are you, never forget that. We're alive now, that's all that matters."

She laughed bitterly. "I wouldn't exactly call home school living."

Finn kissed her wobbling lips, holding her face lightly in his molded hands. She bent her head downwards, resting on the centre of his chest.

"I've been thinking about something a lot lately, Finn."

"What is it?"

She nuzzled her cheek against his chest, looking up to lock his gaze with hers. "You know, about transferring back to McKinley, right before the end of the year, so I could graduate with my friends."

Finn smiled proudly at her, leaning down to kiss her lips softly. "I think that would be really good for you, Kurt told me they redesigned the place a little, so you would barely recognize it."

She grinned sheepishly at him, peppering his face with small kisses. "You would transfer back too though right? I mean, unless you want to stay at Dalton and – "

Rachel was cut off as Finn gripped the back of her head tightly, pulling her to the centre of his lips. She gasped softly at the sudden impact of his lips on hers, yielding like they were molded for each other. He pulled back after a couple of minutes, his breath raging, his chest heaving as his lungs burned from the amount of air loss.

"I'm going to be wherever you are okay? I'll follow you, no matter what."

She smiled widely. "So you think we should do it? You think we should go back?"

He nodded wildly, as Rachel cried out, laughing in bewilderment at the idea. She leaned forward, peppering his face with urgent and desperate kisses.

He wiggled his eyebrows as he felt her unbutton his shirt, discarding it from his body. "I thought your dads were downstairs."

She shrugged around him, grabbing them hem or her own shirt and pulling it from her head, revealing her lacy, blue bra. "They can get out, I really don't care right now."

Finn chuckled lightly, pressing his body roughly against hers. "I love you Rachel," he breathed, hovering over her shuddering frame.

"I love you too Finn," she whispered.

"And?"

She laughed against his mouth. "And because of that, anything is possible."

Aw its like their signature words lol! Well that's it for 'Trapped' be sure to check out 'What's Your Number' it has humor, romance, drama and some finchel jealousy! Love you guys and please review:) Bye!

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