OK here it is the epilogue that I promised. It's not what I intended to write at all but then this story was intended to be only 3 parts to begin with so it kind of got away from me a little. I'm still up in the air about all of what's happening on the show, I've been reading way to many spoilers and such and it's messing with my writing mojo all around.

Hope you you've enjoyed this story, I think I've left the story in a place where if I want I can revisit it at a future date. As always I own nothing, so don't sue me. No copyright infringement intended.

Read and Review. :)

The Big Show - Chapter Nine (Epilogue)

Rachel's POV

"Finn!" I whine, like a petulant child. We've been carrying boxes up three flights of stairs all day. I'm sitting on the floor trying to figure out how to hook up the stereo.

"Yeah Babe?" he asks, adding another heavy box to the massive pile in the living room of our apartment.

"I'm so tired." I say, rubbing my sore shoulders. Finn and Burt have done the majority of the heavy lifting, while Kurt and I have been carrying the smaller, lighter boxes and items.

We left Lima yesterday morning, breaking up the long trip into two parts. We drove the moving truck and Kurt's SUV to Danville, Pennsylvania a full day of driving which in itself was exhausting, and a further three hours into New York early this morning.

"Me too." He says falling onto the secondhand sofa, groaning.

"Well, kids, this is the last of it." Burt says as he and Kurt come through the door.

"Finally!" Kurt exclaims. "How do we have so much stuff? I swear there wasn't this much stuff in the house."

"There wasn't, you're forgetting about the stuff that Hiram and Leroy loaded three days ago from their house." Finn mumbles into the cushions.

"I'm never moving again." I exclaim. "Kurt you're stuck with me."

"Oh god help me." He says smiling pulling a diet soda from the fridge, popping the top, and taking a long drink.

"So do we have any ideas for dinner?" Burt asks. "I need to get the truck back to the depot by eight so how about we drop if off and then find somewhere to eat. Then I'll drop you all back here and head for the hotel."

"I'm so hungry I could eat anything." Finn says pushing himself up from the sofa.

"Honey, you're always hungry." I say plugging in the last wire into the back of the stereo and shoving in into the cabinet. I stand up and wipe my hands on my jeans, proud of my accomplishment.

"Come on, let's get a move on it's already 6:30. Let's get the moving truck back and go find a pizza joint." Kurt says looking at his watch.

We lock up and head down to the SUV, Kurt follows Burt easily through the busy New York streets. Forty-five minutes later we're crammed into a booth at a pizza place a couple of blocks from the apartment.

"Ohmygod!" Finn moans around a slice of pepperoni and mushroom. I laugh at him, sipping my iced tea. I pick at the veggies on my own slice, I'm too tired to really enjoy dinner. I just want to go home and fall into bed, that was my first priority once Finn and Burt hauled the mattresses up was to get our bed into sleeping condition. I rest my head on Finn's shoulder and close my eyes.

"Looks like it's time to get sleeping beauty home." Kurt says smiling across the table at me.

"Mmm Hmm" I say fighting off a yawn. "I don't think I've ever been this tired. It's going to take days to sort out the apartment."

"At least we have a week to get settled, before we have to worry about school." Finn says cheerfully.

"Thank god." Kurt says dramatically. "So Dad when are you taking off?" he asks Burt.

"I'm going to leave early tomorrow and drive straight through. I don't like leaving Carole alone, and I need to get back to the shop." He says. "They're coming to set up the phone tomorrow right?"

"Yeah, they said sometime between eight and four, but we should have phones, internet and television by the time you get home." Kurt replies.

"Good, I'll give you a call when I get back to Ohio, and if I can't get you at the apartment I'll try you're cell." Burt supplies.

"Are we done here?" Burt asks.

"Yeah." We all reply tiredly.

Finn takes my hand as we exit the pizza place and walk down the street to where we are parked. It's going to be strange not having a car, but we live a block from the subway, and really driving in New York is not possible. We get home a few minutes later, after saying our good-byes to Burt telling him we'll talk to him soon, relaying messages for Carole and my Dad's, Finn drags me up the stairs behind him. Kurt closes and locks the door behind him, and just like that we're on our own. I look around at the chaos and groan. There is stuff everywhere, boxes in the kitchen and the living room. I can see boxes stacked outside the bathroom, and I know there are more boxes in our room, and suitcases too. Kurt's room on the opposite side of the apartment is the same.

"OK, I can't look at this mess anymore today. I'm going to bed. Night Kurt." I say waving at him as I cross the room. "Coming Hun?" I ask throwing a look over my shoulder, swaying my hips a little.

"Night Little Brother." Finn says grinning at Kurt, pushing away from the kitchen island and hurrying to follow me into our room slamming the door.

I giggle as his arms slip around my waist pulling me to him. My back collides with his hard chest, I snake an arm up behind his head, looking up I pull his lips down to mine.

"So are you really tired?" he asks his eyes sparkling, as he breaks the kiss.

"I'm never too tired for you." I say turning in his arms.

"Good, because I plan to christen our new much bigger bed tonight." He leers down at me, walking me backwards towards the king-sized bed. We have the larger bedroom and Kurt the smaller but still good sized room.

I pull his shirt over his head tossing it to the floor, before moving onto his jeans. I push the denim over his hips, his erection springing free as I drop to my knees in front of him. I lift one foot removing his sneaker, pulling his foot free, repeating my actions with his other foot. I look up and see him staring down at me, his desire for me burning clearly in his brown depths. I raise up, kissing my way up his thigh, my hands sliding over his skin, my fingers brush against his erection, I feel it twitch under my feather light touch. My lips move over his hipbone, my teeth nipping at bone under the toned skin. I move away breathing heavily, I feel moisture pool between my thighs as I trace the throbbing vein that runs up the length of his shaft with the tip of my tongue. He groans, his left hand moving to thread his fingers into my hair as my lips find the tip of his cock. I open my mouth and slide down over him, taking him deep into my throat. He gasps, as I move over him, I feel him tremble as he fights to control himself. I move away wanting him to come inside me, I kiss my way up his toned stomach over his strong chest, and finally his lips. His tongue slides into my mouth and his hands grip my waist roughly, he pulls away from the kiss we're both gasping for air.

"Rach, you're wearing way too many clothes." He says reaching to pull my sweater over my head. He quickly strips me of all my clothing, I jump up wrapping my legs around his waist. He holds me to him as he lowers us to the mattress. His own lips burn a trail over my skin, his calloused hands caressing my breasts, my hips rock against him.

"Finn, I need you." I whimper as his teeth gently bite down on one of my peaked nipples.

"Too bad Mrs. Hudson, this is our first night in our new home and I intend on making you scream." He says and I can feel him grin against the skin of my stomach.

It's my turn to growl as he continues his journey south. He pushes up and kneels back on his feet. His large hands grip one of my feet, his strong fingers massaging the arch I moan, before he slides his nimble finger up to my calf continuing to massage. He kisses my knee before trailing his lips up the inside of my thigh, his fingers rubbing small circles as they trail towards my center. I whimper, as I feel his tongue dart out to lap at my clit, my hips pushing up off the mattress. He traces, his thumb over my dripping wet folds slowly before joining his tongue at my clit.

"Finn!" I cry, needing more. He slides one long finger into me, curling it to stroke that spot deep inside that makes me quiver. I buck against him, my breath becoming shallow, as he continues to plunge his finger into my core, his thumb and tongue playing with my clit. His teeth graze my clit and I cry out with the pleasure the sensation brings, edging me closer to orgasm. Just when I'm about to fall over the edge, he stops pulling me back from the brink. He moves over me, I open my thighs, his hips settle against mine, I can feel him at my entrance. His lips capture mine in a tender kiss, as he rocks his hips and slides into me. I rock against him, meeting him thrust for thrust in a practiced rhythm. He speeds up, pushing me deeper into the bed. I cling to him as I fall over the edge calling out his name loudly. He follows me finding his own release only seconds after me. He collapses on top of me for a moment before rolling onto his side.

"Wow!" I pant, smiling at him, running a hand up his chest.

"Yeah, it's been a while since we've been free to be that loud. Not that it wasn't great back home but this is our house and we can do what we want, when we want. I love you Rach."

"I love you too Finn. This is really happening, we're all going to be living our dreams." I say, yawning.

Finn moves from the bed, turning the lights out. I slide under the covers as he comes back pulling me close to his chest. Tomorrow is going to be a long day of unpacking, we need all the sleep we can get. I close my eyes, a tiny smile on my face, I am asleep in seconds.

THE END