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I'm so sorry for the long wait on this update guys, but I'm finally here with the final chapter! As always, I hope that you enjoy! P.S. Firewifesara is awesome. That is all.

It had been three magical days since Finn and the rest of his band had come home for Mr. Schueseter's party. Rachel loved her former teacher, always had, but she had never been more thankful for their proximity than when her doorbell rang that Thursday morning and she opened the door to find Finn standing there. She had been ecstatic, flying forward to hug him instantly; she had no doubts whatsoever that he would catch her.

The two had spent more time on the phone than she thought possible the last week and a half that he was on the road. She was cheerfully greeted by him every morning, and wound up singing him to sleep each night. Their days were spent trading cutesy text messages or random phone calls about their day. He had realized quickly that being such a huge fan, Rachel already knew plenty about him. So he in turn asked her questions, playfully interviewing her sometimes like the people she had seen on television interview him and the band. It was funny and sweet, and he genuinely seemed interested in her answers each time. She was only increasingly more endeared to who she was certain was the love of her life with each passing day.

She hadn't outright told him that yet of course, that she loved him; or more aptly now that she was in love with him. But she knew it, she always had. He was just giving her more assurance now that he was actually a physical part of her life. Physical in that she could see him, and hear his voice in person, and go to lunch with him, and curl her fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck, like she was doing now.

Rachel's mouth opened into a silent scream as Finn's lips descended from her lips to nip at the sensitive skin of her neck. They were standing outside of the only place Puck had deemed worthy for Mr. Schuester's party that night; a small, discreet strip club nestled carefully in Lima, Ohio that Rachel never even knew existed until then. Regardless, she didn't care too much about the club itself, she cared when Finn had called her up, telling her that he missed her and he wanted to see her, now. Not needing to be told twice, Rachel had jumped into her car, written down the clubs address, and drove the short distance to it. Finn had been waiting outside for her, and swept her into his arms, pulling her to the side of the building to seal their lips in a hungry kiss that only faintly tasted of alcohol.

It wasn't all that different by this point; in the last three days he and Rachel had formed somewhat of a make out pattern. It appeared that he wanted to kiss her just as much if not more than she wanted to kiss him, and there was no way she was going to say no to him. She loved the way his large body fit over hers, the gentle way his warm hands caressed her skin almost like she was made of glass. His kiss was unlike anything she had ever known, and she was powerless to fight against the way he made her feel. Why would she want to? She knew how she felt about Finn, it's the way that she always had and it certainly seemed like he was catching up. So she couldn't bring herself to feel like things were moving too fast as Finn's body pressed hers into the brick wall of the building, his hands anchored on her hips as his mouth claimed hers.

"You okay" Finn asked, pulling back to look down at her flushed face. Rachel simply nodded at him, reaching out to take his hand and thread their fingers together.

"I'm fine. Are you?"

"I just wanted to see you" he shrugged, leaning down to place a gentle kiss on the top of her head. "I'm good now."

"So you want me to leave" she asked playfully, hands on her hips as she arched an eyebrow at him.

"Of course not" he chuckled. "Do you want to come inside? You look cold."

The wind was getting a little nippy at her exposed skin. And truth be told, she had worn the form fitting black dress and heels in hopes that she might get to join the party. She had never actually been inside a club before, and okay maybe it was bothering her a little more than she cared to admit that her boyfriend, or whatever he was to her, was at a strip club for a bachelor party.

"That sounds great" she chirped linking her arm through his as he led her back to the front of the building. She smiled when she saw Frank manning the doors, a serious look on his face until he realized it was just she and Finn emerging from the shadows.

"Miss Berry, good to see you again" he smiled, extending a large fist for her to pound. Finn chuckled from Rachel's side, she and Frank had the cutest relationship. She was so tiny compared to his huge bodyguard, and yet she always seemed at ease, facing him like he was just another kid on the playground. He knew that Frank liked that about her, he respected it, and Rachel loved the feeling of acceptance.

"It's actually good to see you this time too Frank" she answered, sticking her tongue out at him before showing her I.D to the men (thankful that it was an 18 and up club) and stepping into the club.

Finn led them over to a love seat and they sank down together. Looking across she could see her teacher, and it was more than a bit strange to see him looking slightly intoxicated with a group of women dancing all around him. But it was even stranger to see Noah Puckerman leaned forward in his seat, drool almost slipping from the corners of his mouth as he watched the gorgeous blonde woman move languidly in front of him. What made it weird was the fact that his eyes didn't seem to be roaming her body while tucking bills into her underwear, but rather they were glued to her strikingly beautiful face. Rachel smiled at them in spite of the fact that neither could see it, nor did they probably care in that moment.

Turning her attention, she noticed Sam by the bar hitting on yet another pretty bartender, but also the absence of Blaine, and turned to ask Finn about it. Apparently he had gone to the mall earlier, and struck up a friendship with someone who had recognized him, but was more concerned with the knock off scarf he had used to help cover his face. Rachel could only think of one person in Lima who that might be, and immediately started feeding Finn gossip about Kurt Hummel, another friend of hers from Glee Club. They sat like that, talking and sharing stories until a dancer finally approached their little cove. Rachel fell silent as the topless girl started to move in front of them, her hands trailing up her own body enticingly. Being completely straight, and completely in love with the man beside her, Rachel was unaffected, but she couldn't help but wonder if Finn would be.

Rachel leaned over asked the nearest hostess for a glass of water, and she returned with it only minutes later. She then offered Finn a sweet smile and leaned back in her seat to wordlessly watch the girl dance. She wasn't the only one to approach them, two more girls came by once she had finished her number, one of them a pretty blonde with the word Tessa tattooed upside down and just above her panty line. She wondered if that was ironic, or if she was just kind of ditzy. Tessa in particular seemed to be very taken by Finn, dancing for two whole numbers, and crossing the boundary line to seat herself in his lap, nudging Rachel further into the arm of the chair with her calves.

She didn't retaliate in any form though, she simply smiled and enjoyed the panicked look on Finn's face at the blatant act, giggling when he tried to gently untangle the girl from around him and wound up accidentally dumping her on her behind. Served her right!

Once she was safely removed, Rachel subtly peeked down at Finn's crotch as she had been doing every time a different dancer came by. She had been relieved to find that there were no bulges to be found in his crotch area when each girl had appeared in front of him, and was relieved again to see that even though there had been a pretty, and very aggressive girl in his lap, he hadn't stirred.

"Um, Rach. Not that it's not kind of hot and all, but is there a reason you keep staring at my junk?"

Well, she thought she had been being subtle. Her cheeks pinked and she took dainty sips from her water, as she avoided his gaze. There was no point, she couldn't lie to him. "I, umm, well I was just...I suppose, checking to see how much you were enjoying yourself" she stuttered, peeking up through her lashes timidly. To her surprise he chuckled at her, leaning closer to her in their seat.

"Enjoying myself?"

Rachel nodded, fallen to the spell his dark eyes cast over her. "Some of these girls are very pretty...and bendy."

Finn only laughed louder, so close now that she could feel the rumble of it. "So let me get this straight. You were checking to see if I was getting hard over any of them?" Rachel nodded again. "How were your findings?"

"You've been very good" Rachel grinned, reaching out and patting his knee.

"Do you know why" he asked, leaning over closer to her on the seat. "Because there's only one woman that I want like that" he whispered, so close that his lips were only centimeters from her own. "Scarlett Johansen."

Rachel burst into a giggle at his playful words, leaning forward in spite of them and attaching her lips to his. He smiled into the kiss, his arm wrapping around her waist to pull her closer into his side while his other hand cupped her cheek, angling the kiss. She was nearly breathless when they finally broke apart, and the little oxygen she was holding onto was stolen from her when she looked back down at his crotch area where there was now a slight bulge.

"Me" she breathed, looking up at his ever darkening eyes.

"Only you" he replied seriously, bringing her hand up to place a kiss to her knuckles. She itched to bring that hand down, and touch the inviting bulge in his jeans. So she looped both of her arms around his neck, pulling herself up and into his lap.

"Then what are we still doing here" she questioned, shifting her bottom so that it purposely brushed over his crotch. She smiled at his low groan, toying with the hair at the nape of his neck.

"Wha-what?" He gulped when Rachel simply looked at him expectantly, and placed a hand on her exposed knee. "Rachel, I didn't mean to intimidate you, or pressure you into anything. I really really like you, I don't want you to feel rushed into doing anything like that. I'll wait as long as you want me to" he assured her, peering up into her face.

Rachel squared her shoulders and tilted his chin up, matching his intense stare. "Finn Hudson, I've been waiting three years for you. I'd call that more than enough waiting" she told him. Looking over her shoulder she found that the men were much in the same positions as before; Puck still fawning over the beautiful blonde dancer, and Mr. Schuester looked even more drunk. She turned back to Finn and placed a quick, promising kiss to his eager lips, pulling back with a smile. "Go tell everyone goodnight, I'll be in the car."

Finn led Rachel up the path to his old house, searching through his keys until he found the one he was looking for. He quickly turned the key into the lock and ushered them both inside. Rachel had passed the Hudson residence many times over the last few years, but she had never dreamed she would actually be inside.

"This is a lovely home" she said, looking around at the wide den area. There were framed pictures of Finn from what looked middle school, high school, and band shots everywhere. Ms. Hudson was a very proud mother, everyone knew that. Noting the darkness and silence in the house, Rachel asked "Where is Ms. Hudson?"

"She was working the night shift tonight" Finn replied, taking Rachel's hand and leading her through the room. "Would you like the grand tour madam?"

Rachel giggled at his cheesy accent and linked her fingers through his. "I would, thank you kind sir."

He allowed her to look through the photos in the den, and the gorgeous little waterfall set up in the back corner of the room. He showed her the kitchen, which he claimed was always his favorite room of the house because his mom was an awesome cook; and even his old bedroom that still held his small twin sized bed and was decorated with a country western theme. She couldn't resist teasing him for that, and was still giggling when they reached his 'man cave'.

There were sports posters hanging everywhere, an over sized bean bag chair directly in front of a large television set and gaming system, a typical dart board on the far wall, and a huge pool table directly to her right. She immediately moved towards the large table, brushing the green felt with her fingertips. "You play pool?"

"Really good actually. I'm what you call a pool shark" he bragged, puffing out his chest slightly. Rachel smirked up at him, the large inviting table doing things to toy with her mind as she leaned against it.

"Well then, you'll have to show me your skills" she flirted, reaching out to grasp the bottom of his shirt to tug him towards her, hoping he caught up to her mood.

"Whenever you're ready" he answered, catching the double meaning in her words. Finn clutched her waist and touched his lips to hers, stroking the fire that was already starting to burn within her. Rachel sighed into his mouth, her body turning to goo as Finn's hips held her against the edge of the table. Her hands roamed the broad plane of his back, and it wasn't long before she reached around to bring his hands to the back of her dress. Sure hands slid the zipper down, and brushed the straps away from her shoulders. The nerves didn't start to catch up to her until the fabric slid down her, landing in a pile at their feet.

"So beautiful" Finn whispered, allowing his eyes to travel down her curves and back up to her face. He shot her a heart warming smile and leaned forward to meld his lips to hers again. Letting his approving words stroke her confidence, Rachel started to undress him as well, and soon they were standing together, bare as the day they were born, with her bottom balanced on the edge of the table.

"Are you sure about this Rach, we can stop now" Finn told her, cupping her cheek and staring down at her with concern swirling in the darkened tint of his eyes.

"I'm absolutely sure about you Finn. I kinda love you." The words spilled from her lips before she could stop them, but she wasn't embarrassed. It felt good to finally be able to really say it, especially given the circumstances.

Finn's twinkling smile made her heart soar, and she sighed in bliss when he bent down to retrieve a condom from his discarded pants. When he had put the latex on his admittedly intimidating length, Rachel leaned back slightly allowing him to align his hips with hers. She gripped his shoulders tightly and took deep breaths as he gripped her sides, steadying her. When he pushed forward, joining their bodies she cried out, her eyes snapping shut as she leaned her forehead against his shoulder.

"Are you okay? Should I stop" Finn asked, his own breathing slightly haggard as he stroked his fingertips soothingly over her back.

"No, I'm okay. Keep going" she told him, looking up at him with a watery smile.

Finn bent forward, kissing away her slight tears as he pulled back, and slowly pushed in further. He kept a slow, steady rhythm, drawing low, long whines from Rachel's throat as he worshiped her body. Her fingers dug into his shoulder blades and back, but if she was hurting him he wasn't showing it.

He was simply amazing. He made her feel like a goddess, like every single one of her nerve endings was on fire, and she was about to explode. She pulled back, releasing Finn's shoulders to brace her hands against the top of the table behind her. Following her body's instincts, she shifted her hips forward to match his thrusts, crying out at the different sensation. His pace immediately quickened, his strokes becoming even more pronounced as he held firmly to her hips on the table, unintelligible words falling from his own lips. He pushed her and coaxed her willing body until the stars burst behind her eyes and she soared into the highest levels of pleasure with Finn right by her side.

Spent, Rachel lay back on the surface of the table, allowing Finn to clean up. She closed her eyes as she held onto the afterglow feeling, and soon registered herself being lifted. Peeking up she saw the straight line of Finn's jaw, and relaxed into his embrace. He carried her into his old bedroom, and laid her down on the soft mattress. For modesty, he pulled back the sheets and covered her still naked body. "Go to sleep babe, we can take you home in the morning." Gentle lips brushed across her forehead, and she peeked again to find him walking out of the room.

"Where are you going?"

"I'll let you have my bed, I'll take the couch" he smiled, rubbing the back of his neck slightly at her frown. "I'm pretty huge, I take up a lot of space on that bed."

"Well then I guess we'll have to cuddle" she smiled, rolling onto her side and patting the space beside her. With a wide grin Finn padded forward, pulling back the sheets and turning on his side to fit onto the bed as well. He held her from behind, accepting the role as the big spoon, and nestled his face into the crook of her neck.

"Goodnight Rachel" he whispered. For the first time, he started to sing softly to her as she drifted off, the rich, low timbre of his voice easily lulling her into sleep. Right before she went under, she would swear she heard the words "I kinda love you too."

Rachel stood on the side of the stage, watching Finn pound away on his drum set. She attended every show that she possibly could, as starry eyed to this day over the gorgeous man with the most beautiful heart she had even encountered, as she was all those years ago. The beam stretched her face when he started to sing along with the song, his voice ringing clear and strong with the other three boys. She was so proud of their band, they had come so far in the business. They were scheduled to perform at the Grammy's next week, and even though Finn, Puck, Blaine, and even Sam had been freaking out tremendously over it, she wasn't surprised. She always knew how talented they were, the drummer in particular, and she was so far beyond proud of them all.

She imagined it was a feeling kin to the way Finn said that he felt the first time he watched her perform on Broadway. From the beginning of their relationship, Finn had been an avid believer in her talent, and he pushed her to reach for her dreams like he had. It wasn't easy, and she expected as much, but he was right by her side the entire way; her rock. She eventually got a chorus role, which led to a supporting role, which ultimately got her enough cred to land her the dream role of Maria on the bright stage of Broadway. In spite of his own busy schedule, Finn had managed to make it to multiple showings of her performance, sometimes even surprising her with a bouquet of flowers.

It was a tough business to maintain a relationship in; juggling busy schedules, dealing with invasive paparazzi, and resisting the drama that the media tended to stir, but through it all they managed to make it work. They had been going strong for almost two years now, and according to a very large birdie whose name rhymed with 'Crank' there was a ring in her very near future. She beamed at the thought, instinctively looking down at her empty ring finger, wondering how long it would be before Finn asked. If he had any idea that she knew what he was planning, he'd be furious with Frank, but it really wasn't his fault that he couldn't keep anything from her. (He'd adopted Rachel as sort of a sidekick bodyguard when she was around after she brought Puck to his knees once for attempting to buy Finn a hooker for his birthday) and their partnership had only blossomed since.

She shook her head of the memories and turned her attention back to the love of her life just as he stood from his drum set at the end of the show. As was tradition, he looked over to where she stood, kissed the pads of his fingers and pointed to her. It really made no sense that the act would still send the butterflies soaring through her stomach, but it did, and she wouldn't have it any other way.

When he walked off of the stage, he came directly to her, sweeping her up into a hug and kissing her forehead. "Eww, you're all sweaty" Rachel said playfully, scrunching up her nose as she patted at the damp front of his shirt.

"What? Oh you mean here" he asked, pulling her into him and rubbing his sweaty body against hers.

"Eww Finn stop" she giggled, barely fighting against him in spite of herself. He was her man after all, sweaty or not. At least he still smelled good.

"Do you have plans for the rest of the night" he chuckled, releasing her to grab the bottle of water Frank brought over.

"Well I was under the impression that I'd be spending time with my boyfriend, given he takes a shower and changes first" she teased, accepting his hand and lacing their fingers together.

"Good, cause I have some awesome plans for my beautiful girlfriend tonight" he said, his eyes twinkling at her. Her heart squeezed in her chest at the implication, and she shot a furtive glance at Frank who was smiling widely at her before turning to walk away.

"That sounds lovely" she told Finn, ignoring the sizzling of her nerves as she leaned up on her tiptoes to press her lips to his quickly. "Do you have to stay later for anything, or-"

"Nah, I talked the guys into letting me sneak out early tonight" he grinned, furthering the pounding of Rachel's heart.

"Good, let's go home."

They said their goodbyes to the crew and to Frank, then Finn led Rachel out to the car. She had no idea how she was going to keep it together long enough for him to shower and get ready for their night, and she suspected that they might not make it out of the apartment the way she was feeling. She smiled brightly at Finn's flawless chivalry when he held open the door for her, just like he always had, and he always would.

Thank you all so much for reading, your supportive reviews, and your favs/follows! I hope that you have enjoyed this crazy little fic, it's been fun! I'm also excited to tell you, that right now, I'm in the works of another project with none other than the amazingly awesome firewifesara. I can't wait until it's ready to share!