A/N: This story is completely AU. And totally Finchel :) Some other characters may pop up from time to time, but if you don't like Finchel, this story probably isn't for you! Regardless, I hope you read and review! Even the silent readers out there are greatly appreciated.

And sadly, I do not own anything from the world of Glee.

Helping the Helpless: Chapter One

21 year old New Yorker Finn Hudson walked into the warm soup kitchen where he volunteered almost every evening after working at the sports agency. He wasn't a sports agent, but he was the assistant to one. Finn's job was to keep an eye on the local high schools and colleges, looking for talented individuals that his company could represent.

It was a Friday, so he knew the place would be packed with tons of people that would need food. The sad thing was, the soup kitchen was low on food, so the portions would be even smaller than usual. And they were already small to begin with.

Finn worked regularly at the soup kitchen ever since high school. He had a friend named Sam whose family lost everything and became homeless. He gave Sam some clothes and stuff, but Finn couldn't do much else about it. But Finn decided that he could help other people that were in the same situation.

So, like every other night, Finn took his spot in the food line after washing his hands. He had his serving spoon at the ready as the crowd started coming through the line.

He knew most of the people in line – they were regulars at the soup kitchen. Most of them were rather nice and there was only one guy that was kind of crazy. He barked at whoever tried to talk to him. So Finn usually served him in silence.

He scooped some of the macaroni and cheese and looked up at the next person in line. Then, his heart started pounding. He was looking at the most beautiful girl he had ever seen in his life. Her hair was dark brown and was thrown up in a ponytail. Her eyes were wide and the most chocolate brown he had ever seen. They were framed by the thickest eyelashes. Her skin was tan and gorgeous.

Finn wondered what someone like her was doing in this line of homeless people. Then, he noticed her clothes. They were a little dirty and big; she was too tiny for them to fit. She was holding a bag very closely to her body; it wasn't very large, but he knew that she must have important things inside.

"Hi," he said after a few moments. "I'm Finn."

She looked up at him shyly. "I'm Rachel," she said in a clear, beautiful voice. Finn looked down and put her serving of macaroni and cheese on the plate. "Thank you," she said with a small smile.

"Anytime," Finn said with a smirk. Rachel looked him in the eyes and smiled a little once more before moving down the line. Finn was in a daze. It took one of his regulars, Linda, three tries to get his attention. He continued scooping the macaroni, but his mind was on the girl, wondering what she was doing in a place like this.

There was no one else in line once the food was gone. The group usually ate their meals quickly before hurrying off to the shelter for the night. It was the middle of December, so it was pretty cold outside on this evening in New York. Most of the homeless had already eaten and left for the evening. Finn was surprised, and a little happy, to see that Rachel was still sitting at the table, picking at her hotdog. He decided to go over there and talk to her. It couldn't hurt, right? He wanted to know more about her and maybe even help her in some way if he could.

Finn walked over to the long table and sat across from Rachel.

"Hi," he said warmly. Rachel looked up and smiled a little.

"Hello," she replied. She then returned her attention to the hotdog and picked at the bun, ignoring the hotdog.

"Do you not like hotdogs?" he asked.

"I used to be a vegan," Rachel answered. "It's still a little hard for me to make myself eat meat."

"Oh," Finn said. "Well, you don't have to eat it if you don't want to…"

"I kind of need to," she said quietly.

"Why?" Finn asked, genuinely curious.

"Well, for one, I'm starving, so it's really in my best interest to eat it. And secondly… I'm pregnant, so I need the protein," she said this last part quickly and quietly.

"Wow," Finn said lowly. "Are you… is the father in the picture?" he asked. Rachel looked up at him and he could see anger clouding her expression.

"I'm sorry," he said quickly. "That was rude. I shouldn't have asked."

"No, it's… it's okay," she said. The anger was replaced by sadness. "I'm just still a little upset over the situation… And to answer your question, no. The father isn't in the picture. He ruined my life and then just disappeared. But I don't mean that about my baby," she said quickly. She placed her hand on her stomach and smiled down at it sweetly. "I'm happy about the baby. He just ruined everything else."

"I'm sorry," Finn said again, looking down. "How far along are you?"

"Two and a half months," she said. "I've been… on my own… for the last two weeks."

"What happened? If you don't mind me asking…"

"It's actually a long, confusing, sad story," she said.

Finn looked down at his hands that were folded on top of the table. They sat there in companionable silence as Rachel made herself eat the hotdog.

"How was it?" Finn asked with a smirk when she was finished.

"It wasn't that bad, honestly. I just feel bad for all the little pigs that had to die to make it," Rachel said quietly. Finn had to smile; she was just too adorable for words.

"How old are you, Rachel?" he asked.

"I'll be twenty one on the nineteenth," she said.

"That's in three days," Finn said.

"Is it?" Rachel asked, looking confused. "You tend to forget the date when you just sit in the park all day," she said quietly.

Finn's heart broke a little. He knew he was being forward, but he had to ask it anyway. "Do you need a place to stay?" he asked Rachel.

She looked up at him quickly and looked flabbergasted for a second. "I… I can't ask you to do that," she said.

"You didn't ask; I offered," Finn said with a smile.

"I really appreciate the offer, but I can't accept. There are so many other people out there that need a place to stay more than I do. I've only been doing it for two weeks. It wouldn't be fair…" she reasoned.

Finn didn't quite understand why she was turning him down. "But you're pregnant," he protested. "And it's cold outside. I couldn't keep that on my conscience knowing that you were sleeping outside when I have plenty of room at my place."

Rachel reached out and placed a hand on both of his. He felt warmth spread through his body at her touch. "That's really sweet of you," she said with a smile. "But I'll be okay. I'll find something to do. I really couldn't burden you."

Finn felt like arguing with her, but he decided to let it go. He could tell she was stubborn. "Okay…" he said. Then, an idea occurred to him. He reached into his pocket and pulled out one of his business cards. "But take this," he said, holding it out to her. "If you need anything, call me," Finn said firmly.

Rachel smiled widely at him and he was taken aback again.

Her smile was perfect and gorgeous. "Thank you, Finn. That means a lot," she said. She then looked up at the clock on the wall. "I really must be going. If I don't get to the park, someone will take my spot," she said, sounding a little embarrassed.

"I understand," he said. She stood and placed a hand to her stomach quickly before grabbing her tray. "I can take that up for you," he offered, standing up.

"I've got it, Finn. Thanks," she said. She grabbed her bag with her other hand and slung it over her shoulder. Finn walked up with her to the front as she dumped her tray. She placed it on the stack before turning to Finn.

"Thank you," she said again with another smile.

"No problem," Finn said, returning the smile. She surprised him by stepping forward and going on her tippy toes to kiss his cheek. He felt his cheeks redden. She stepped backwards away from him. "Stay safe," he said firmly.

"Don't worry about me, Finn. We'll be fine," she said, placing a hand on her stomach. Finn nodded, still feeling a little worried. He watched her walk away and go outside.

Finn then had to clean off the tables. The entire time, Rachel was on his mind.

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Rachel had her thickest jacket on, but it was still quite chilly outside. She had to sell most of her clothes to a second hand clothing store so that she would have enough money for the prenatal vitamins. She decided that her child was more important than having a lot of clothes. A change of clothes, the vitamins, her empty wallet and ID, and a toothbrush and toothpaste were all that she had in her bag.

She walked toward the park, which was a good five blocks away from the soup kitchen. She had Finn's card in the back pocket of her jeans. Just thinking about him made her smile.

Rachel was just passing an empty building when she felt someone tug on her arm, pulling her down the alley. She started panicking right away as she was thrown against the wall of the alleyway.

"Give me your bag," a deep voice commanded. It was dark in the alley, so she couldn't see his face very well, but some light reflected off of the knife he was holding in his hand.

"No, please!" she begged. "It's all I have!" The guy reached out and grabbed the strap. Rachel held onto it firmly and tried pulling it out of his arms. "Please! Just stop!"

"Hand it over!" he shouted, still pulling on the bag. But Rachel couldn't let go; every last thing she owned was in that bag. So, she gathered her strength and tugged back.

The man let out a frustrated groan before raising his other hand and slicing Rachel's left arm. The blade went deep and the pain caused Rachel to let go of the bag. Once the bag was free from her grasp, the man ran out of the alley and away from her.

Tears gathered in Rachel's eyes and started falling down her cheeks. Now what was she going to do? She had nothing left. And she was pretty sure she needed stitches. She pressed her other hand to the wound; she could feel the blood oozing out from between her fingers, but she continued applying pressure to it. She then started sobbing after realizing that she could have been stabbed anywhere else. She fought over that stupid bag and that man very easily could have killed her and her baby.

"I'm such an idiot," she sobbed loudly. She used her jacket sleeve to wipe the tears away before getting back to her feet. She now had no idea what to do with herself. She had no ID, so it would be hard for the hospital to help her. She had no vitamins, so she'd have to find a way to get enough sustenance for both her and the baby. She had no extra clothes and had absolutely no idea how to get some without money… Rachel was totally and completely screwed.

Then, an idea popped into her mind.

"Finn…" she said out loud to herself. She reached her bloody right hand into her back pocket and grabbed the business card out. She felt terrible about asking for help, but what other choice did she have?

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Finn had just grabbed a beer from the fridge and was about to sit and watch an old football game on TV when he heard a frantic knocking at his door. He wondered who it was. Quinn and Puck knew better than to come around here again and Kurt would have called before stopping by. Unless it was an emergency…

Finn set his beer down and practically jogged to the front door. He unlocked it quickly and opened it.

Rachel was standing outside of his apartment. Correction: A bloody Rachel was standing outside of his apartment.

"What happened?" Finn asked in a panic.

"I was mugged," Rachel said with tears in her eyes. "I was going to call, but I didn't have any money, so I just saw your address on the card and was wondering if you could help me…"

"Of course," Finn said quickly. "Come in."

Rachel smiled a little before walking into Finn's place.

"Where are you hurt?" he asked. Rachel looked up at him and grimaced before pulling up the sleeve to her bloody jacket. The cut was long and deep and looked like it needed stitches. "Come in the bathroom," he said, placing his hand on her back and leading her forward.

Rachel walked into the bathroom and Finn grabbed a rag out of the linen closet. He got it wet in the sink before holding it over Rachel's wound.

"This will probably hurt," he said with a frown.

"Just do it," she said. Finn nodded and pressed it forcefully to the wound. Rachel held in a whimper.

"Sorry," he said.

"Not your fault," Rachel managed to say between her teeth.

"We need to go to the hospital," he said. "Keep your hand on this. I'll get my coat."

Rachel nodded and took over. "But I don't have my ID," she said worriedly. "It was in my bag. He took everything."

"We'll explain that you got mugged. They'll understand," Finn said, going into his closet and grabbing his winter coat out.

"But I don't even have a permanent address for the bill!" Rachel said, still sounding worried.

"We'll use my address," Finn said quickly. "And before you complain, it's no big deal."

Rachel opened her mouth to protest, but gave up.

"But before we go, we need to clean your face up a bit. It's got a little blood on it," he said, going in the linen closet for another rag. He wet this rag in the sink like the other one. Then, he stooped down in front of Rachel so that he'd have a better view of her face. Even bloody, she was still beautiful.

He raised the rag and gently wiped the blood away. While he was concentrating on her face, Rachel was looking into his light brown eyes, mesmerized. She could see his light freckles covering his nose and cheeks. He was too handsome for words.

"There. All done," he said with a smirk.

"Thank you, Finn," Rachel said. "I didn't know where else to go."

"I'm glad you came here. I'm more than happy to help," he said with a smile. "Now, let's get you some stitches."

He led Rachel outside and they started walking side by side. It was very dark outside and Finn saw Rachel shiver out of the corner of his eye.

"Do you want my coat?" he asked. "I should have offered you one, but I forgot."

Rachel smiled up at him. "That's very kind, but I'll be fine. We're almost there. Plus, I really don't feel like getting blood over it."

Finn chuckled. "If you say so…"

Rachel had to get seven stitches when it was all said and done with. They even gave her some gauze and medical tape to keep it covered for the next two days. After a week, she could take the stitches out herself. Finn did give them his address, saying that Rachel lived with him. Rachel turned down talking to the police since she didn't see the man's face or anything.

"I can go to the store for you and get whatever you need. And you can stay at my place until you get back on your feet," Finn offered as they walked back to his place.

"Finn, I can't accept that," she said quickly. "You already took me to the hospital and everything. I owe you plenty."

"You don't owe me anything," Finn said. "I have money. More than enough for me to live on. It's really no big deal."

"Finn… you don't even know my full name… How can you offer me a place to stay if you don't even know my full name?" she said, trying to find some excuse.

"What is it?" he asked with a smile.

"Rachel Barbra Berry," she said.

"Well, I'm Finn Christopher Hudson. Nice to meet you," he said jokingly, holding his hand out. Rachel laughed and shook it.

"I still don't know, Finn…" she said a moment later.

"C'mon, Rach. I want to help you. Let me help," he said softly. Rachel looked up at him as they walked. She only saw concern on his face.

"Fine. But I'll clean your place for you. I noticed before that it wasn't the tidiest apartment. And I'll cook all the meals," she said. Her tone of voice made Finn realize that he couldn't sway her decision.

"Deal, roomie," he said with a smile, making Rachel laugh. They got back to his apartment minutes later.
"You can throw your clothes in the washer. I have my own in the room off of the kitchen. And we can go and find you some more clothes tomorrow," Finn said.

"I plan on paying you back somehow, you know," she said.

"Whatever you say," Finn said patronizingly. "Stay here."

Before Rachel could respond, Finn went into his bedroom. Huffing, Rachel took a seat on his couch, waiting for him to come back.

Moments later, he walked in with two towels and some clothes. "You can wear my stuff for pajamas. It'll probably be huge on you, but it's pajamas, so…"

"Thank you, Finn," Rachel said with a smile.

"And you can take my bed if you want," he offered.

Rachel jumped up quickly. "Nope. That's where I draw the line. I'm your guest but I'll be sleeping on the couch. I'm not taking your money, your hospitality and your bed."

Finn chuckled. "Alright," he said. "So, what all do you need from the store?"

"Do you have shampoo and things like that?" she asked.

Finn nodded. "In the hall closet, there's some girly smelling shampoo and stuff. It's my stepbrother's, but I'll buy him more if he complains," he explained.

"That's fine," she said. "I will need some prenatal vitamins though. And a toothbrush."

"Okay," Finn said.

"But the vitamins are kind of pricey. I sold most of my clothes to get them," she said quietly.

"Don't worry about it. I have a gift card to the drug store from last Christmas I still haven't used," he said, shrugging. Rachel smiled at how adorable he was. "So, I'll just run to the store. You're probably still hungry, so help yourself to anything. I haven't eaten yet, so if you want to make dinner, feel free."

"Perfect," Rachel said with a smile. "Dinner should be ready by the time you get back."

"Awesome," Finn said enthusiastically. "See you soon."

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The shampoo, conditioner, and body wash smelled incredibly good. Rachel also found some razors in the closet, so she shaved for the first time in two weeks. When she got out, she only put Finn's shirt on; it was long enough to hide everything, so she could wash her underwear and wear them tomorrow.

She even found an extra brush in the closet, so she combed through her long hair with a real brush for the first time in a while; she had just used her fingers before. She brushed her short bangs down and smiled at herself in the mirror – she looked like herself again.

She put her hand to her stomach. "Everything's okay now, baby. We're going to be fine," she said warmly. She felt a little fluttering in her stomach and got excited. Rachel couldn't wait to feel her baby actually kick for the first time.

She put her clothes in the washer before walking barefoot into the kitchen. She was glad to see that Finn had bananas on the counter and decided to make him some of her famous banana bread to show her appreciation for everything he had done for her and the baby. After looking around some more, she found ingredients for lasagna. Her stomach growled in appreciation; it had been too long since she had lasagna.
She started boiling the lasagna noodles. Once they were finished, she put the lasagna together and put it in the oven, adding extra cheese. Sure, she had been a vegan, but loved cheese now that she'd started eating animal byproducts.

She mixed the ingredients together for the banana bread and set that in the oven, too, reminding herself to get it out at 7:50. Rachel then started on the sink that was full of dishes.

Finn walked into the apartment and heard Rachel humming. The water was also running and the smell of lasagna and bananas filled the air. He walked into the kitchen with the bag and set it on the counter.

"Hey, Finn," Rachel said happily. "I didn't hear you come in."

"That's because of my ninja-like skills," he said jokingly, making Rachel giggle. "It smells really good in here…"

"That's because of my chef-like cooking skills," she said with a smile. "I'm making lasagna and my famous banana bread."

"Sounds good," Finn said with a smirk.

She finished the dishes with Finn sitting at the table. He offered to wrap up Rachel's stitches.

"Thanks," Rachel said, putting the gauze and medical tape down in front of him. "I was going to do it myself, but it's slightly difficult with only one hand."

"Don't mention it," he said with a smile. He picked up the gauze and carefully wrapped it around her wound. Every time his hand brushed her arm, he felt tingles; he wondered if she did, too.

Rachel watched Finn apply the gauze with such tenderness that her heart swelled. He really was an amazing guy. She couldn't help but be attracted to Finn, but it wasn't just because of him taking her in. He was just so sweet and kind that she found herself wanting to get to know him better.

"All done," Finn said after sticking on the last piece of medical tape.

"Perfect," she said, looking at this handiwork with a smile.

"Now, I didn't know what color you wanted, so I just kind of picked one," he said, reaching in the bag. He pulled out a pink toothbrush and handed it to Rachel.

"Pink's my favorite color," she said with a smile.

Finn laughed. "Awesome," he said. "And I had to ask for help with picking these out. I didn't know which one were the right ones…"

He grabbed them and held them out to Rachel. "They're the same ones I had," Rachel said with a smile. "Good job."

Rachel had to get up to get the banana bread out of the oven. She had to smack Finn's hand away after he tried to grab a piece.

"It's still hot!" she said with a laugh.

"Party pooper," Finn groaned.

"I'm just thinking about your taste buds. Wouldn't want them to get burned, would we?"she asked. Finn rolled his eyes.

"I'll go watch TV. Let me know when I can finally have a piece," he said, sounding like an overdramatic child. Rachel couldn't help but laugh at him.

A little while later, the lasagna was done. She let it cool while she put her clothes in the dryer and started cleaning the place up a bit. She straightened up Finn's DVDs by the television, ignoring his joking complaints that she was in the way. He had clothes all over the place, which she collected and put in a hamper in his room. His bathroom also needed straightening up, which she did quickly.

Then, she went into the kitchen and determined that the lasagna was cool enough to eat. "Finn," she called. "Dinner's ready." She went to grab the plates out of the cabinet, but they were too high for her to reach.

"I'll get 'em," Finn said with a laugh. Rachel moved out of the way and frowned at Finn.

"Don't make fun of my lack of vertical ability," she said.

"I wasn't making fun of you," Finn said with two plates in his hands. "It's kind of cute how tiny you are. I can only imagine how small the baby's gonna be."

Rachel blushed. Did he just call me cute? she wondered.

"My dads are both tall, so anything could happen. They're gay if you didn't catch on," she said, placing her hand on her stomach. She seemed sad for a moment before she continued. "And if my child is small, that could be a good thing. I was always the best at hide and seek." Finn laughed.

Rachel poured herself a glass of milk while Finn grabbed himself a beer. "You don't mind if I drink, do you?" he asked. Rachel rolled her eyes.

"This is your apartment, Finn. And you're of age. I don't mind," she said. "But I appreciate you being so considerate." Finn didn't say anything back, but he smiled.

They both ate the lasagna rather quickly; Rachel was starving and Finn always ate that way.

"That was so good," Finn said, rubbing his stomach in appreciation.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it," Rachel said. "Do you want some banana bread now?"

"Totally," Finn said with a smile.

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"How the hell did you learn to cook like this?" Finn asked after helping himself to a third piece of banana bread.

"I taught myself mostly. My fathers worked a lot at the law office, so I made the dinners most of the time," Finn noticed that she seemed sad again.

"Why didn't you go back to your dads' place?" Finn asked.

Rachel didn't really want to talk about it, but she figured that Finn deserved to know the truth after all he had done for her.

"My dads wanted me to go to law school, but I always had this dream of being on Broadway. We had this huge fight after graduation. They found out that I applied to NYADA instead of some law school and that I got in and accepted to go there. They told me that they were disappointed in me and that they wouldn't help me pay for school. They essentially kicked me out after that," Rachel said sadly.

"But that was how long ago? Have you talked to them since then?" he asked.

"I called when I found out I was pregnant. They were once again disappointed in me, saying that I wasn't financially secure enough or mature enough to be a mother. They told me to stop calling. So I did," Rachel said.

Finn reached out and grabbed her hand tightly. "I'm sorry," he said firmly.

"Don't be," Rachel said, forcing a tight smile. "I'm happy about having this baby. It's their loss if they don't want me or my baby in their lives."

"What about your mom?" Finn asked.

"My mother was a surrogate. I met her in high school, thinking that she would want a relationship with me, but she didn't," Rachel said, frowning. "I don't know why my parents want nothing to do with me, but I just know that I will never treat my child like this."

Finn smiled while still holding Rachel's hand. "I think you'll be a great mom."

"Thank you," Rachel said happily.

"Do you feel like talking about the father?" Finn asked.

"You're letting me stay here, so I think you should know…" she said quietly before clearing her throat. "So, I spent my freshman year at NYADA. I had a waitressing job and I was supporting myself and things were going great. Then, sophomore year, I met Jesse St. James. He was a Teacher's Assistant. He came onto me after class one day. I was interested and we started dating."

She took a deep breath before continuing. "He wanted to be a performer, too. He was quite demanding, though. You know, kind of a male diva. I mean, I'm a diva when it comes to performing and everything, but he just took it to a whole new level… Anyway, he was my first sexual experience. It happened junior year. I was on birth control, but I guess it failed or something. I told him that I was pregnant. I was elated, thinking that it was a miracle. He accused me of cheating on him, saying that the baby wasn't his. I was crushed…"

Rachel had to take another deep breath. Tears were starting to form in her eyes. Finn squeezed her hand even tighter. "A week later, I got a letter from the Dean's office saying that I was being considered for expulsion. I went to the meeting and Jesse was there, claiming that I seduced him to try and raise my grades," Rachel said, wiping her eyes.

"Don't tell me they believed him," Finn groaned.

Rachel nodded. "They believed him. So, I was expelled. I lived on campus, but since I was kicked out, I couldn't live there anymore. I didn't have much money since I lost my job a month before. They had to have cutbacks at the restaurant since business wasn't so great anymore.

"So, I had no furniture, no money, and nowhere to go. I couldn't call my dads and I didn't have any close friends that I could stay with. I had to sell most of my clothes and other things for money. I didn't have enough to stay in a hotel or anything for a long period of time, so I started sleeping at the park," Rachel said sadly. "So, that's it. That's my story."

Finn was speechless. He wondered what in the hell the universe had against this girl. It wasn't fair that she had to go through so much.

"I've told you enough about me. What about you?" she asked, changing her expression from one of sadness to one of interest.

"Well, my life hasn't been as hard as yours or anything," Finn said uneasily.

"That doesn't matter. Just tell me about you," she said with a smile.

"I went to high school in Lima, Ohio. Played football. I was the quarterback who dated the cheerleader… After high school, a buddy of mine got me an interview all the way out here at a sports agency. I got the job and have been working there for more than three years. I was still dating the cheerleader from high school and I found out she was pregnant earlier this year. She moved out here with me. Then, my buddy got drunk one night and confessed that the baby might be his. Her parents paid for one of those paternity tests while the baby was still in her stomach and it was his. I told them to never speak to me again and they haven't," Finn said.

Rachel sat there with tears in her eyes. "I'm sorry," she said sympathetically.

"I'm alright now," Finn said. "That was this summer, so I've had time to get over it."

"Still, that's a hard thing to go through. I can't even imagine how terrible you must have felt," Rachel said.

"It sucked, you know? I thought the baby was mine and I was all excited and everything. Then I found out it wasn't and it felt like they just snatched the kid away from me," Finn said quietly.

"Someone as sweet as you doesn't deserve something like that," Rachel said firmly. "How did your family feel about it?"

"They were upset. My mom and stepdad thought they were about to be grandparents and everything. My stepbrother never really liked the girl, Quinn, but he was upset that I was so crushed," Finn explained.

"I'm really sorry," she said again.

"We've both been through stuff, but looks at us now," Finn said.

"Yeah. I'm broke and homeless," Rachel said with a humorless laugh.

"You're not homeless anymore," Finn reminded her with a smile.

"You're right," Rachel replied, smiling back at him. "Can I ask you something?"

"Shoot," Finn said, letting go of Rachel's hand and sitting back in the chair.

"Is your stepbrother gay? That shampoo was quite girly," she said with a smile.

"Yeah. He's totally gay," Finn said, nodding. "If you saw him, you wouldn't have to ask."

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Rachel had finished her laundry and the dishes while Finn watched television. He offered to help her clean up from dinner, but she rejected his offer. Once the kitchen was cleaned, Rachel joined him in the living room.

Minutes later, she had fallen asleep while leaning on the arm of the couch. Finn smiled at her before getting up to grab a pillow and a blanket from the closet. He set the pillow on the couch before carefully lying her down on it. Then, he covered her with the blanket before shutting off the light. She looked so peaceful while sleeping. He still couldn't believe that she had been through so much. But now, she had him, and he would do whatever it took to keep her safe.

Finn bent down and kissed Rachel on the forehead before going into his bedroom.

TBC

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A/N: There's the first chapter! But I'm sorry to say that this isn't the last that little Miss Rachel Berry is going to struggle through. Her and Finn have a bumpy ride ahead of them. And will their relationship blossom or will it stay platonic? Please keep reading to find out! And reviews are always welcome :)