Doubts: Prologue

Futurefic: Finn is thrown for a loop when he encounters a familiar face during his bachelor party in NYC. I stole the concept from Let's Start Again, a fanfic by Thepurpleipod, with permission of course.

Disclaimer: I claim no ownership of glee, blah blah blah.

"You love Marcy… you love Marcy… you love Marcy" Finn thought to himself as he tried for the fourth time to put on the red silk bowtie he never would have picked out. "She's beautiful, she smart, she's sweet, she's everything you've ever wanted in a woman. And last night, it was just a mistake. It was a mistake that she never has to know about. It was mistake that you have the rest of your life to make up to her." Once again one side of the tie came out bigger than the other. In frustration he tore off the necktie, punched the mirror and sank to the floor, his face buried in his hands.

"Finn." said a familiar voice.

"I was going to wear my dad's tie." Finn said without looking up. "She said it didn't fit the color scheme."

Burt came up to Finn and put a hand on his shoulder

"Tell me what's wrong, son. I know it isn't the tie."

"It's nothing, it's just… cold feet I guess."

"Look, I know I'm just your step-father, but I like to think that you and I have gotten pretty close these past few years, and you know you can tell me anything."

Finn looked up at Burt. Even with his eyes blurred and teary he could see that all-too familiar "I love you no matter what" look in his eyes, the look that never ceased to get his guard down.

"I cheated on Marcy."

"What?" Burt said, clearly shocked. "When?"

"Yesterday, after the bachelor party."

"That's not like you Finn, you're a good kid. How could you even think of doing something like that?"

"I don't know."

"I don't know?" He repeated. How is that an explanation? Please tell me you were drunk."

"No."

"Then what the hell was going through your head, Finn? And this better be good."

"I don't know. I mean, four years together and I hadn't once thought about being with someone else and then I go out of town never expecting to see her and all of a sudden she's there and all of these feelings just come rushing back like they'd never left and… Oh god, I'm a bastard aren't I?"

"Yes," Burt answered coldly. "Who's 'her.'"

"Her." Finn said.