"26 days..." Kurt said, as he sat down across from Rachel at their usual table, in the cafeteria.

"What?" Rachel asked, looking at him. She had been far away in her own thoughts, she was still trying to figure out what she was gonna wear for Kurt's 18, birthday party. The party was next month, and she still had no idea. Normally she would just wear one of her old dresses from her closet, she had a huge collection of dresses. But Kurt being Kurt he had insisted she bought something new, according to him, 'something that doesn't look like she stole it from her grandmother'. She was thinking pink, she loves pink. All she needes was for Kurt to give her permission and she could go find the perfect dress.

"26 days, till Modern Family returns. 26! 26 days, why does TV show's have to have such a long pause? I don't understand it. It's torture. I really need to know if Mitchell and Cam are giving up on having a boy, I really hope not, they're such good parents to Lily."

"It's coming back on September 26?" Rachel asked, she loved Modern Family as much as Kurt did. It had been their tradition ever since the show started that everytime it was on, they would have a sleepover and watch it together.

"Yes, it's gonna be the best week ever. New episodes of Modern Family and my 18 birthday, all within the same week. Could life get any better?" Before Rachel had a chance to answer him, Quinn interrupted them sitting down next to Kurt.

"Can what get any better?" She asked, looking between Kurt and Rachel, for an answer.

"Kurt's life." Rachel answered, trying to hold back a grin.

"Modern Family's coming back on the 26th, the same week as my long awaited 18 birthday party. I've been planning it since I turned 8, and now it's finally happening. Life is gooood." He sang that last part, and Rachel couldn't help the small chuckle that escaped her mouth, as she watched her friend doing a sit down happy dance. If there was one thing she loved about Kurt it was always positive look at the world. Despite everything he'd went through, he still managed to see the best in everyone and everything.

"I know a way it could get better?" Quinn said, as Kurt came down from his almost birthday high. "Blaine Anderson..." She said, dragging out the name as long as possible, for dramatic effect. But Kurt did not look amused.

"Oh yeah, have you asked him to the part yet?" Rachel asked, pushing her tray of food away, to lean over the table.

"No, I have not. And he's not gonna come." Kurt said, stuffing a fork full of 'spaghetti' into his mouth, and frowning at his two friends.

"Well, you don't know that if you don't ask him." Rachel said, leaning even closer to Kurt, and stealing his bread.

"Yeah, what's the worst that can happen?" Quinn asked, she and Rachel knew how much Kurt liked Blaine, and had for years. Blaine is the only other openly gay kid at their school.

"He could hear me." Kurt said, throwing his hand in the air, for extra dramatic effect.

"Come on Kurt, you've been in love with him since long before I even came here. And that was 4th grade." Quinn said, as she and Rachel shared a small, they had made it their mission to get Kurt to invite Blaine to his party.

Kurt wanted to protest, and looked at Rachel for help, but instead she nodded her head, agreeing with Quinn.

"Just say it's casually you know. You guys hang out with the same people, just say he's welcome to come, you know the more the better. I promise you he won't say no. Just don't make a fancy invitation where his name pop out and you sing the words." Rachel said, remembering the huge shok she's got when she opened Kurt's invitation and her named popped out and almost hit her in the head, and his voice singing.

"It was a little to much wasn't it?" Kurt asked, with a miserable look on his face.

"I thought it was very creative." Quinn said, trying to cheer him up. It had been creative, and it must have taken him forever to make all the invitations. "But for people who don't know you like Rachel and I do, it can be a little..."

"Weird." Kurt suggested, ending Quinn's sentence for her.

"Weird is good." Rachel interrupted. "When we're little no one wants to be weird, but as we get older everyone wants to be weird. Where would the fun be if we where normal. Normal's boring. Besides, we love you, because you're just as weird as us." Rachel said, and envoloped Kurt in a hug across the table. Just as they sat back down, the bell rang.

"What are we having?" Quinn asked, groaning, as she got up.

"English." Kurt answered, as the three friends made their way towards their classroom. As they entered the hallway their English class was located at, they were met by group of people standing on either sides of two boys fighting on the floor.

As they got a little closer Rachel identified one of the boys as David Karofsky, whatever he had done to deserve the repeated punches to his face, he was getting right now, he probably deserved it. Rachel hated Karofsky and his friends, they were always tormenting her, Quinn and Kurt. Always pushing them into lockers when they walked by them in the hallway, throwing their books to the floow, throwing slushies at their faces.

Whoever Karofsky was fighting was winning, he had been pinned to floor with punches being thrown at his face for what felt like 2 minutes to Rachel, but was probably more like 30 seconds. And no one was even trying to stop the fight, it wasn't until Karofsky got in a punch, and knocked his the other boy backwards, and off of him, that Rachel understood why. The boy he was fighting was Finn Hudson. And he is not known for being a nice person, he's more known for getting into fights, and starting another fight with whoever tries to stop the old fight. And he usually wins, due to the fact that he doesn't care how much he hurts his opponent. He once broke another boys nose and four ribs, because he just kept hitting punching him until a teacher pulled him off, yeah Finn Hudson was not a nice person. He was very violent, and often knocked over chairs, lamps and tables in class.

He usually showed up for school two or three times a week, and half of those times he was either drunk or high on something, he always talked back in classes not just to the other students but to the teachers too, he had defintly spent more time at the principals office than anyone else at the school combined. He barely ever talks to anyone, and no one talks to him, people barely talk out loud in class, afriad of how he's gonna react. He's very unstable, and mostly everyone is afraid of him, Rachel's not sure why but she's never been afraid of him the same way Kurt and Quinn are. It's not like he hurts people, yes the ones he get's into fights with, but it's not like he will turn around and punch someone in the face for telling the person next to them a joke.

He's always been like that ever since they were little. He was nicer when he was little, and he had friends and played with the other kids, but he always had a temper. One time in 4th grade, he borrowed a pencil from Rachel, and when she handed it to him, their fingers touched. Yes, he never returned it, but to Rachel that never mattered, she'd spent hours replaying it over and over again. She would never admit it, cause she knew what people thought of him espicially Kurt and Quinn, but she always kind of had a crush on him.

It's wasn't her fault, the boy was stunning. He was really tall, with brown messy hair that always stood up in random directions, dark chocolate eyes, that when they were younger would light up when he smiled. There was such a warm in them, and Rachel just wanted to get lost in them, but with time they grew into this darkness. There was a distance in them that Rachel couldn't quite out her words on. His eyes gave the perfect description of Finn, dark and distance. It was clear to Rachel that something was truly wrong with this boy, and she knew what. He was bipolar, she isn't suppose to know that, just like she isn't suppose to like him. But she does. He goes to therapy at her fathers office. Her Daddy is a psychiatrist, and has his own practice, she's seen Finn there several times. She's never talked to him, she's just seen him coming or leaving.

Her father has never specifically said he was bipolar, doctor's confidentally and all. But he often talks about his patients at dinner, nameless of course. But when he starts talking about this young boy, who goes to Rachel's school who's bipolar, and apparently has so much potential, and Rachel has seen him there, plus being the daughter of a psychiatrist Rachel knows bipolar when she sees it.

"KNOCK IT OFF!" Rachel is interrupted in her thought by Mr. Schuester's yelling, and when she returns to reality she sees him pulling Finn of Karofsky. "That's enough." He says calm yet strictly, as he holds a hand on either one of the boys chest's to keep them apart.

"This isn't fucking over Hudson!" Karofsky screams, raising a finger in Finn's face. Finn get's free of Mr. Schue's grip and stumbles forward.

"Bring it on, you fucking coward." He spits back, about to throw another punch, as Mr. Schue grabs him by the collar of his shirt and slams him against the lockers. She can tell by the look on Mr. Schuester's face that this is serious.

"Any time any place Hudson. You name it and I'll be there, to kick your ass or would you rather have your daddy do it?" Karofsky says, his tone mocking, as he threw his arms up, mocking Finn to hit him.

"Walk away David." Mr. Schuester yelled at him, turning slightly to face the other boy, without loosening his grip on Finn ever a tiny bit. "Pricipals office right now!" Mr. Schue was screaming even louder now, louder than Rachel had ever heard him.

Karofsky began to slowly walking away, but not without turning around, and throwing his hands up again in that provacitive way, and Rachel wondered if he had a death wish. "Any time Hudson. And next time daddy Schuester won't be around to save you, it's just you and me freak."

"Get back here, and I'll fucking kill you." Finn screamed after him, getting free of Mr. Schue's grip enough to take a step forward and face David. "I'll fucking kill you, you got that. I don't have anything to loose."

"Finn." Mr. Schuester screamed, and there was a panic to his voice that made a shiver run down Rachel's back. He got a hold of Finn again and slammed him even harder into the lockers, the pain visiable on his face, and the sound of bones colliding with the metal echoed through the halls.

"You're fucking dead, man." Finn continued to yell at Karofsky who was now far down the halls, and heading towards the principals office.

"Finn." Mr. Schuester said in a now calm voice, as he pinned the boy against the lockers.

"Let go of me." Finn yelled, tring to get free.

"Finn." He said again, this time a little louder.

"This is fucking bullshit, let go of me right now." He screamed, right into Mr. Schuester face. But Mr. Schue only tightened his grip on him.

"Finn, relax. Calm down."

"Fuck you, you don't..."

"Either you relax right now or I'm calling Dr. Berry and getting him down here, do you understand?" Mr. Schuester interrupted him, looking him straight in the eyes, as he waited for him to calm down. Rachel could feel Quinn and Kurt's eyes on her at the sound of her father's name. To be honest she was surprised herself, but it seemed to work, cause Finn took a deep breath, trying to caml himself down. "What happened Finn?" Mr. Schue asked, once Finn was calm enough to talk, but the anger came back just as quickly.

"That fucking idiot..." Finn said, getting himself worked up again and shouting.

"Finn relax or I'm getting Dr. Berry. Is that what you want? For him to come down here, just for this?" Mr. Schue asked calmly, and Rachel could see the shame spread on Finn's face as he shook his head, and looked down. "Good. Are you okay?" Mr. Schuester asked worriedly and placed his hand on Finn's cheek. Rachel wanted to smile at the small gesture, and was pretty sure she actually did. Finn didn't answer, but nodded instead. "Good." Mr. Schue let go of Finn, and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Am I gonna tell Dr. Berry about this or are you?"

"I'll do it." Finn said, still looking at his feet. He looked so pained and hurt, like the just wanted to crawl up somewhere and die. A small part of Rachel felt sorry for him.

"Finn, what happened?" Mr. Schue tried again, and just like that the hurt look on Finn's face was replaced by his usual angry hard one. He pushed Mr. Schuester in the chest to get him away from him.

"What do you care? You don't give a fuck about me, no one does." He yelled, before walking away from them practially running, when he pushed past Rachel he looked like he was about to cry.

"Finn." Mr. Schue called after him, but decided to let it go, instead he turned to the kids still standing in the hallway, horrified by what they just witnessed. "Okay show's over go back to class."

Rachel, Kurt and Quinn entered their English classroom, and sat down at their usual desks, at the back of the room. They always sat in the back, in all of their classes, it was easier to talk without getting caught.

"I don't understand what Finn Hudson is still doing at this school. He's freaking dangerous, one of these days he's gonna get someone seriously hurt." Kurt said, a little worked up.

"Kurt, you don't know that. I'm sure there's some explanation, you of all people should know what Karofsky can be like." Quinn said.

"Yes, but I'm not the one threating to kill someone. I've said it before and I'll say it again, that kid is dangerous."

"He's bipolar." Rachel interrupted, up to this point she hadn't been paying that much attention to her friends conversation, she was thinking about Finn, and what exactly happened to him to make him this way. And she was still shocked at the mentioning of her father, even more Finn's reaction to her father's name.

"What?" Kurt and Quinn asked at the same time. Pulling Rachel out of her thoughts to find her friends staring at her, waiting for an explanation.

"He goes to therapy at my dad's. He has been for about two years." Kurt and Quinn were both compltely silence, probably still trying to absorb the information Rachel had just provided them. She knew she wasn't supposed to talk about this, which is why she had waited this long to say something.

"He's bipolar?" Quinn finally asked, shock clear on her face and voice.

"Yes." Rachel simply answered, she felt bad telling them this. It wasn't any of her buisness.

"How do you know that? Has your dad told you?" Kurt asked.

"Not directly. He's been talking about this boy from our school who's bipolar, and apparently has a lot of potential, whatever that means. And I've seen him around the office and stuff. But I'm not suppose to know, doctors confidentiality and all that, and I'm defintly not suppose to tell me friends, so you can't say anything." Kurt and Quinn but nodded, as Mrs. Stonefarm entered and started the class, interrupting their conversation.

"Bipolar that's serious right?" Kurt asked, ducking down and whispering to Rachel, hoping Mrs. Stonefarm wouldn't cacth them.

"Yeah, my dad says it's the most serious type of depression."

"Wow..." Quinn said, clearly still shocked. "I never would have guessed that, I always just thought he was a jerk."

"I don't know what happened to him, but I'm sure it's really really bad." Rachel said.

"Poor Finn." Kurt said, truthfully. "It's to bad really." Rachel and Quinn both looked at him confused. "If he wasn't such a jerk that whole tortured misunderstood bad boy image would be so hot." Quinn and Rachel both started laughing, and Kurt quickly followed their lead. Kurt kinda had a point, actually.

"Why don't you ask Rachel about that, their fingers met." Quinn said, joking letting two of her fingers touch each other, like in one of those sweet Disney moments where two people fall madly in love while their fingers gently touch. Quinn and Kurt broke into laughter.

"I'm not the one who was paired with him in science project." Rachel said joking back, this time it was her and Kurt who were laughing, remembering how mad Quinn was when she had to do the entire project herself.

"It wasn't funny. I had to do the whole project myself, and he totally took credit for it. I spent four days on that project, and he didn't even know what it was about." She said, just the though of it making her mad, as Kurt and Rachel continued laughing.

"You could have just told the teacher." Kurt said.

"I was 13, he's hot. Whatever." Quinn said, offended. But when Kurt and Rachel started laughing even more she couldn't hold back her own laugh.

"Did he ever give you that pencil back?" Kurt asked Rachel. Once they were calm enough to talk, without being so loud that Mrs. Stonefarm would cacth them.

"No."

"Seriously, that was 4th grade." Quinn said.

"And that's why I've never borrowed him anything since." Rachel said confidently, returning to her papers in front of her.

"That and he didn't ask again." Kurt said, chuckling.

"That too." Rachel said, before bursting into laughter again.

After school Rachel went by her father's practice, she needed to borrow some money, for her dress for Kurt's party. As she opened the door to the waiting room, that led to her father's office, she was greeted by his secretary Patti, sitting at her desk, looking bored.

"Rachel, how are you doing? I haven't seen you in a while?" Patti asked, calling Rachel to her desk. Rachel liked Patti, even if she talked a lot. Patti had been working for her father for as long as she could remember, she used to babysit Rachel when she was little and her Papa had to work late, she would stay at the practice and Patti would spend hours playing whatever Rachel wanted to do. Patti had to children herself, boys, and she always said Rachel was like the daughter she never had. As they got older, she would joke about having Rachel marrying one of her sons.

"I'm good Patti, busy at school. How about you?"

"You know, the usual. You father's just closing up, he should be done in a couple of minutes." Patti said, smiling to Rachel, who sat down on one of the chairs in the waiting room. She picked up a magazine and flipped through the pages, until she reached the clothes. She was so caught up in her magazine, she didn't hear the door open and someone entering.

"Hey Mr. Hudson, are you okay?" Patti asked, who ever entered the door.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I forgot my journal." The voice said, a voice that sounded very familiar to Rachel. She looked up to see Finn Hudson, Finn just threathened to kill a guy in the school hallway Hudson, he was standing in front of Patti's desk, just like she had minutes ago. He looked nervous.

"Oh, well the Dr.'s just finishing up, if you will just take a seat, I'm sure he'll be out in a minute." Patti said, in her always chipper voice.

"Thanks." Finn said. Slightly looking up from her magazine, not enough for it to obvious, but enough for her to see them, she saw Finn walking towards him. She immediatley looked down, hoping he didn't see her looking. Through the corner of her eye, she could see him sit down right beside, on the chair right next to hers. If she moved just the slightes bit, her arm would touch his that's how close he was. Rachel had never been this close to him before, and she could feel her heart beating away in her chest. Not because she was afraid of Finn, but because even after all these years, she still liked him.

Not knowing what to do and suddenly feeling nervous, she put down the magazine and pulled out her phone instead. She saw that she had a text from Kurt.

'Did your dad lent you the money? Meet me at Target and we'll find ur dress. Afterwards we can start our Modern Family marathon! :)'

She smiled at that, she loved her and Kurt's marathons. Just last week they had a Barbara Streisand marathon, but ended up seeing Funny Girl 6 times. She quickly typed out her respond, and without looking she could feel Finn looking at her, a blush quickly spread to her cheeks, it felt like they were on fire. She really hoped he couldn't tell.

'Not yet, he's working...that sounds great I'll call you once I'm done here. Love u! :)' She quickly pressed send, only to have her phone going, 'failed'. Dammit her father's office never had any connection. How so many people could call his office, was beyond her. Maybe it was because hers was a cell phone, while Patti's was directly connected to the reciever.

"Stupid phone. I've told him a million times to complain to that damn phone company. How hard can it be?" It wasn't until now she realized she was talking out loud, she slowly looked up towards Finn, to see him staring at her. She smiled at him, and held up her phone. "Bad connection." She said, hoping she hadn't just embarrased herself in front of him. But instead he nodded.

"Yeah, it sucks. You're pretty much cut of from the rest of the world, the minute you step in those doors. It probably on purpose though, you know that way you can't just pretend to be listening to him while playing on you phone. You actually have to listen." It took Rachel a few second to understand that he was talking to her, since there was only Patti and she was busy doing something on her computer, and his answered fit what she had just said, so she figured he was talking to her. Then it really hit her, he was talking to her. Finn Hudson was talking her her her Rachel Berry.

She knew that she was staring at him like he had four heads, but she just couldn't get herself to stop. He clearly picked up on it, cause he looked down immediately. A small smile spread on Rachel's face, as she finally took it all in.

"You've tried playing on your phone while he talking, haven't you?" She asked, still smiling at him. OH MY GOD she was talking to Finn Hudson, she felt like she was gonna fly of to another planet, that's how much her skin was burning. But when he looked up at her, he didn't look amused at all, and her smile dissapeared into a deep frown. What if he got mad at her, did she just mess it all up?

But just as she was expecting the worse, a weak smile appeared on his face. It was so small that if Rachel hadn't been carefully watching his face, she would have missed it. He looked down as he started nodding.

"On several occasions." Rachel could feel her smile reappaer, along with a small chuckle. "Sometimes I even pretend to be doing stuff on it, when he says things I don't like." He said, and as he looked up again his eyes met Rachel, and there was a hurt there she had only ever seen in the hallway earlier that day. Usually his eyes were dark, angry, distant, never hurt. She wondered if he could remember her, if he even saw her.

Before either of them had a chance to say something else, the door to her fathers office swung open, and he immediately spotted his daughter.

"Rachel." He said, and Rachel got up from her seat, without another word. Slightly running to her father and wrapping her arms around him, as he envoloped her in a gigant hug. Her fathers always gave the best hugs, when she was a kid and she was sad, they would both give her a bear hug, as they called it. She always felt so secure in their arms. Rachel let go of her father and separated herself from him, but before she had a chance to ask him about the money, he spotted Finn to. "Finn, I though you left. Did you need a bear hug to?" Her father joked, and put his arms out for Finn to, but Finn just shook his head and got up. Rachel stared at her father in confusion, this was the second time within the last 5 minutes someone had talked to Finn liked that. Usually people walked around eggshelfs around him, and here her father was, making jokes, and talking to him like a little boy he needed a bear hug. But most importantly Finn didn't seem to mind. For a second Rachel wondered if her dad had some kind of power over Finn, he could make jokes with him. And Mr. Schuester's threat about calling him seemed to be the only thing that got through to him. It was clear that her father had something with Finn no one else had.

"No thanks Doc. I just came for my journal, I forgot it." He said as he approached Rachel and her father.

"Oh yeah, it's on my desk, and don't worry I didn't read it, I swear." Her father said, again joking. She watched as Finn disappeared into her fathers office, and he turned his attention back to her.

"We we'rent suppose to have launch until tomorrow was we?" Her father asked, confused about her actions there.

"No, I just wanted to know if I can borrow some money?" She asked, she didn't usually get a no when asking about money, her father made a lot from his practice, so it wasn't really a problem. But she felt a little weird doing it in front of Finn.

"Money, for what?" Her father asked, and she could see appear in the door behind him, making his way around them. .

"Did you get your book?" Her father asked Finn, who was now standing facing Rachel and her fathers sides, as they faced each other. Instead of answering Finn just held up the book, to say he did. Her dad turned his attention back to Rachel. "Money for what sweetheart?"

"Uhm...Kurt's 18 birthday party next month, you know Kurt it's not exactly casual and I really wanted a new dress to wear." She felt really weird asking for money like this, Finn was still looking at them, even though he got his book, and it made her really nervous.

"So you came all the way over here to visit your very busy dad at work, and comepletely saving his day by thinking you were here to cheer him, up about his stressfull job, but really you just came to collect the price of my hard work." Rachel knew her father was joking, as he helf up his hand on his chest, pretending to be in pain. Usually she loved when her father joked like this but with Finn still looking, it defintly wasn't funny.

"Daddy." She said, using her 'I can't believe you just did that to me' voice. It wasn't until afterwards she realized she had just said Daddy, in front of Finn. This was so not going well, it only got worse when he father started laughing, and she heard Finn let out a small chuckle as well. She turned to look at him, giving him a death stare. It was a reflec really, she hadn't meant to do it. And she could tell by the look in his face, that it scared him. He looked like a puppy who just got caught doing something wrong.

He started walking towards the door, as both Rachel and her father looked at him. When he reached the door, and had it half open her father stopped him.

"Goodbye Finn." He said, smiling to the young boy, who looked back at him. He gave her father a small smile, not a fully complete smile but bigger than the one she got earlier, this time you could see it was a smile. Just then it hit Rachel she hadn't seen him smile in years.

"Bye Doc." He said, before walking out the door. He had this really childish voice as he did so, and the look on his face reflected a small shy child. When he closed the door behind him, her father started chuckling gently, this time he was laughing at Finn and not Rachel. He out an arm over Rachel's shoulder pulling her closer to him.

"I freaking love that boy." He said, still chuckling. "Oh right, let me go get your money. I'm sure Kurt's waiting for you." He said, dissapearing into his office, leaving Rachel staring at the door Finn had just disappeared through. She might just have spent 4 minutes with him, but for some reason she had a new look on him. She had seen a side of him with her father she had never seen before, and she really liked what she was seeing. It made her curious about him and her father.

She spent the rest of the day telling Kurt about the events from that afternoon. They didn't get to see a single Modern Family episode, and when they came to school th enxt day she retold the story again, even though she had told Quinn that night. It was like it couldn't be told enough times, and Kurt and Quinn both agreed there was more to Finn than they thought.

"Hey Kurt, how many days till Modern Family returns?" Quinn asked, sarcastically, as they ate their launch at their usual table in the cafeteria. Quinn and Rachel was sitting on one side, and Kurt was sitting on the other. They were all alone, one of the perks of not being popular lots of elbowspace.

"25 days." Kurt replied.

"Is it 25? Because I could have sworn you just said 27, two minutes ago. You know it's hard to remember when you say it so rarely." Quinn said, the sarcasm thick in her tone, as she and Rachel started laughing. Kurt had told them about 40 times now that today there was 25 days till Modern Family returned, and they were only halfway through the day.

"Hey." A voice from behind Rachel says, making her jump from surprise. She turned to see Finn sitting on the bench next to her. A leg on either side of the bench, and about 20 cm from her. There was a look on his face she couldn't quite identify, she knew what the look on her face was, surprise.

"Hi." She said, she could hear the surprise in her own voice.

"So you're Dr. Berry's daughter?" He asked.

"Yeah." Rachel said, smiling as she nodded repeatedly. She wasn't sure why, but she couldn't stop. Finn made a grimace of pressing his lips together and blowing up his cheeks with air.

"Cool." He said, before getting up and leaving, without another word. Rachel turned to face Kurt and Quinn who looked just as surprised as she was.

"What just happened?" She asked, still not getting a word. Kurt bursted into a huge smile.

"Holy Streisand, he likes you." Kurt was practically jumping from happiness.

"He does not." Rachel defended. She would love for nothing more than for Finn to like her, but she knew that wasn't possible. She wasn't as pretty as the other girls, boys just didn't like her. Especially not boys who looked like Finn, and she didn't wanna get her hopes up until to have them crushed by reality. It was better this way, just watching him fron distance, keeping her true feeling to herself, and Mr. Teddy Bear of course.

"I think he does." Quinn said.

"Can we just drop this?" She asked, Kurt and Quinn must have picked up on her sudden change of mood, cause they dropped the subject. They knew her enough to know what was going through her mind right this second.

When Rachel pulled up the parking lot of her fathers practice, she was so hungry she could hear her stomach screaming for food. As she entered the waiting room, she saw that there was two people waiting for her dad. She knew they were both patients, she'd seen them around before. But her father never had two patients at the same time, he was always very carefull not over booking, he said it took away some of the confidence to open up, if people knew there was people on the other side of the door waiting for them to finish.

She sat down in one of the waiting room chair, but she didn't even get to lean beack before the door to her fathers office opened, and out stepped Finn. Rachel still wasn't over their weird conversation in the cafeteria, she couldn't figure out what his angle was. Maybe it was to hurt her dad, but he seemed like he really liked her dad. As her dad sais his goodbyes to Finn she approached him.

"Rachel sweetheart listen, I know we where gonna have launch today, but an emergency came up. And I'm afraid I have to cancel." Rachel knew what he meant when he said 'emergency' it was the reason there was two patients waiting. It happened sometimes, so bookie had a break down and needed an extra session here and now. If only she wasn't so damn hungry. "But uhm, why don't you go pick up dinner and you can buy whatever you want. I so sorry sweety."

"It's okay, I understand." She said, she really did understand her dad loved his job. He was one of the few people Rachel knew, who actually liked that they were doing for a living. Rachel was about to leave, when her dad looked between her and Finn. He had a look in his eyes, that Rachel did not like.

"Hey Finn, what are you having for dinner?" He asked.

"I don't know." Finn said, looking down at his feet. Call it her sixth sense, but something gave Rachel the impression he wasn't sure if he was having dinner at all.

"Why don't you have dinner with us then?" Her father asked. Finn looked up and looked right into Rachel's eyes, she gave him a reassuring smile. God, she couldn't believe this was happening. She might have had a weird experience with Finn at launch, but she was still so curious about him. It was Finn, the boy she'd been in love with since she was 7, did she just say in love?

"I don't know." Finn said, and Rachel felt her smile turn into a deep frown.

"Come on. I know you don't have anything better to do, one of the perks of not having a girlfriend." Her father jokes, gently pushing Finn's arm with his elbow. Finn smiled one of his small smiles, as he bounced back and forth due to her fathers repeated pushes. She couldn't believe her father was able to do that, to him. "Finn, come on. I promise you won't be home to late. I can call your mom if you want, so she knows where you are. Come on Finn, the worst that can happen is that you don't like the food. No actually that can't even happen, cause you can go shopping with Rachel, and you guys can pick out whatever you want."

Finn looked up at Rachel, and she could feel her cheeks burn as she smiled at him. "Okay." He said, and Rachel could barely believe her own ears. Finn Hudson was having dinner at her house, and he was going shopping with her.

"Great. You kids have fun, and don't use all of my money." Her father said, smiling at both of them, before calling in his next patient. Finn and Rachel stayed in their positions in front of each other.

"So, I'm guessing you drove here. We can just meet at the store." She said, not sure what else to say.

"Okay." He said nodding his head, and following her out to their cars. Neither of them say another word, during the walk or when they separate in each direction.

Rachel can tell people are looking, as she walks through the store, carrying the shopping bag with Finn Hudson on her side. He hasn't said a word yet, and it's starting to freak Rachel out.

"So..." Rachel says, waiting for him to say something, as she turns to look at him, he doesn't he just stares at his feet. "What do you want for dinner?" He immediately looks up at her with confusion, like she just said they were Japan.

"What?"

He hesitates for a minute, before looking back down at his feet.

"What?" She asks, slightly chuckling. God this kis is quiet, the more Rachel comes to think of it, he's always been this way. If someone asks him something he gives this rude answer, but he never starts a conversation himself. At least he's answering normally, that's progress right?

"Nothing." He says, never looking away from his feet.

"No, come on what? Is that your first time being asked what you want for dinner?" Rachel asked joking.

"Actually yes." He replies, and Rachel's mouth drop open. No one's ever asked him what he wanted for dinner, his mom never asked him that? His dad? He looks very uncomfortable, so she doesn't ask any questions.

"Well, since this is your first dinner with the menu singlely being choosen by you, what do you want?" She asks, hoping this was the right answer. He looks up from his shoes, but she can't tell if it was the right answer. He shrugs.

"I don't know, whatever you want?" He says, looking back down.

"No come on, we can have anything you want? What's your favorite food?" She asks, if this is the first time he's deciding what he wants for dinner, then she's making sure it's something he really wants.

"I don't know. Lasagne?" He asks, looking at her in a way, that makes him look like a child being asked a question in class, and waiting to her the teachers rulement, if they were right or wrong.

"Lasagne it is." She says, turning around, heading towards the meat section. He follows behind her, and it isnt' until they actually reach the meat section that he talks.

"It must really annoying with your dad, him working late and stuff." He asks. She can tell he's as nervous as she is, if not more, if that's even possible.

"It is sometimes, it drives my Papa crazy. You know when he's made dinner, and then he calls 5 minutes before we eat, and says he's not coming." She says, chuckling at the memory. She picks out a meat box and puts it in the bag, heading for the next item on the list, to make lasagne. Finn follows closely behind her. "But you know he loves it, not that many people can say that about their job, and I think it's pretty you know. The way he helps people." She says smiling at him, he nods back. She chooses the words for her next question carefully, she knows she's walking on a thin line even thinking about asking this, but she has to. "How often do you...go there? With him?" She looks up at him, expecting him get mad, but he remains surprisngly calm.

"Every day." He replies, and Rachel is a little taken back by that, she knew it was often but every day. He must have picked up on her surprise, cause he elaborates. "When I first started I went once a week, but with time...I guess your dad just felt like I needed it every day." Rachel nods, still watching him. They've stopped walking, and she's standing in front of him. "It's diffrent times, we don't always talk. Sometimes I just say I don't wanna talk and we talk about movies or baseball, or I say I'm fine and I get to leave. So it's not like I'm therapy an hour every day." He says chuckling, nervously. Rachel smiles at him, trying to make him more comfortable. When he doesn't continue, she knows he's waiting for her to change the subject, so she does.

"Well I got all we need for lasagne, so let's just go pay." She says, and they move towards the counter. While waiting in line, Rachel sees her favorite magazine, on the news stand next to them, she takes it and flips through the pages.

"Do you want any?" She asks Finn, looking at the huge amount of magazines on the newsstand. There's some car magazines and those disgusting ones with half naked girls on the cover.

"No thanks." Finn says. "I'm not a big fan of magazines like that." He says, catching Rachel's curiousity.

"Why not?"

"I just don't like the idea?" He says, Rachel still not understanding shaked her head in confusion. "It's like one person, have the ability to dominate a bunch of peoples opinions, you know?" Rachel nods her head, finally getting where he was going. She can't deny the fact that he's right, or the fact that that's the most he's said since their phone joke. "Like, did you see the new Bourne movie?" She shakes her head again. "I thought it was really great, there was a lot of action, you were constantly on your seat waiting for the next thing. And there were awesome fight scenes, and mystery, and all in all it was a good action movie. And Jeremy Renner was great, but since it was the Bourne movies, with you know Matt Damon. And people were mad that it wasn't Matt Damon or they thought Jeremy Renner had taken over the role, which he hadn't it was a completely diffrent story with diffrent characters. I read this one review in the newspaper, and he was talking about how bad it was. When in reality if it had been a separate movie, then people probably would have loved it. And because of his review, there's like a bunch of people who won't go watch it, and they'll miss out on a great movie, thanks to one fucking guys stupid opinion. I just don't think that's fair." He looked at Rachel who stared at him in confusion. She had never, in her entire life heard his say that much. And the dept of it, was really surprising her.

"You're right." She said, turning to the desk clerk who was bipping in the groceries. "You're absolutely right, but that's the world we live in. It controled by the media."

"It's a fucking joke." He said a little to loud, causing a few people to stare at them, and Rachel couldn't but laugh a little.

"Have you seen it?" He asked, looking at her, and catching her by surprise.

"No, I don't really watch movies like that." She admitted, paying the young boy sitting at the cash register, and starting to pack their groceries into her shopping bag.

"What time does you guys eat?" He asked.

"6 o'clock."

"So you're done at like 7, 6.45?" He asked, and Rachel was surprised at where this was heading.

"Actually more like 6.15 both of my dads just swallow their food. I've told them a million times they have to atleast taste but, I guess it's lost on them." Finn let out another chuckle and even though it lasted 1/4 of a second, Rachel could feel her cheeks burn, just at the though of being able to do that to him.

"So if we go see the movie at 8, I guess it's save to say we'll make it there in time." Rachel was completely taken aback by this, was he asking her out.

"You you wanna go see the movie, with me?" For the first time in her life she felt like she was completely lost in words.

"Yeah, I mean if you want to. It stupid forget it." He said, looking back down at his feet, the insecurity thick in his voice.

"No, I I want to." She said, giving him a reasuring smile, hoping he didn't back out completely.

"Cool. So uhm, I have to go get tickets and tell my mom I won't be home for dinner, but I'll be at your house at 5.45 is that okay? You said you eat at 6?" Stumbling over his words, as he made his was past her and stopping at the end of the checkout.

"Yeah, that's fine." She said, her smile so big, she though her face might crack open.

"Okay, I'll see you then." He said, before walking towards the door. Rachel couldn't wait to get to her car, and practically threw the groceries into the backseat, some of it falling out of the bag and landing on the floor. She quickly pulled out her phone and found Kurt in previous calls, eagerly waiting for him to pick up. Was she just going to the movies with Finn Hudson? She was wasn't she? And he was having dinner at her house? What would she wear? She she dress casually or? She should, she should defintly shover. Did she have a date?

"Hello?" Kurt picked up, and Rachel immediately interrupted him before he had a chance to say anything , talking so fast she though she might pass out from the lack of oxygen, and filling him in on every detail that happened over the past 30 minutes.

A/N: I know, I know I'm awful. I'm far behind on my other stories, and I'm starting a new one, but this has been in my head a really long time, I figured this way I might get it out of my system. There should be a new chapter up in The Broadway Girl And The Criminal tomorrow, so hang tight. Please let me know what you thought of this story, and if I should continue it! :)

I know this chapter is reaaalllllyyyyy long, but my fingers just kept hitting the buttons. Also there's probably a lot of typing mistakes and stuff like that, but it's 4.45 in the morning and I'm to tired to read it through. Please gie me your thoughs! ;-D