Here is my new Finchel story which is based off the movie The Game Plan! I've been wanting to do this for a while now and I really just typed this first chapter on a whim because I wanted it started and posted on the site as soon as I could.

I'm sorry if it's a short first chapter as well but I hope you all like what I have so far! Enjoy!

I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING EXCEPT: BRIELLE AND SOPHIE!


"Dude, you can't go to that party. If the paparazzi see you-"

"Puck they won't, I'll be fine. Plus I need to relax," Finn said, cutting him off. Finn Hudson was a famous actor and was certainly living the good life. He had everything that he could've ever dreamed of. An amazing career as an actor, rich, going to parties, and winning awards.

Noah Puckerman was his agent and always wanted what was best for his best friend. Ever since they graduated, Finn knew he wanted to become an actor while Puck had no idea what he wanted to do. So, he decided to move to California with Finn and help him with is acting career by becoming his agent.

Puck sighed on his end of the phone, "Fine, but it will be your head if people see you leaving a party, drunk."

"Don't worry man. Thanks," said Finn as he hung up the phone. He placed his cell phone back in his pocket, grabbed his coat, and walked out the door ready to enjoy his Saturday night. He chuckled at the thought of how Puck was spending his Saturday night. Sure he thought about getting married abnd starting a family but he absolutely loved his life the way it was.

Puck knew he wasn't going to win the battle with Finn and quite frankly, it wasn't worth it. Ever since Finn became an actor, LA and Hollywod got the best of him. Puck knew that would never happen to him because his girls always kept him grounded.

He quietly listened to Quinn outside of the room as she told their three year old daughter, Sophie, a bedtime story. Tonight it was Goldilocks and the Three Bears. He smiled at Sophie's giggles and gasps during the story. Puck slowly entered the room when he knew Quinn finished. "Mind if I come in?" Puck asked.

"Daddy!" Sophie exclaimed.

"Just in time," Quinn added, giving him a peck on the cheek.

"Ready for bed Soph?"

Sophie nodded, "Wait I needs to say night night to baby Hunter!" Sophie stood up from her bed and got closer to Quinn. She was seven months pregnant and was expecting a boy. Placing a quick kiss on Quinn's large belly, she said loud enough for Hunter to "hear", "NIGHT NIGHT HUNTER! I WUV YOU!"

Puck and Quinn both chuckled, "I think he definitely heard you Soph."

Sophie smiled now pleased with herself. She quickly got under the covers as Quinn and Puck both placed a kiss on both sides of her cheeks. "Night Sophie," said Puck. "We love you," Quinn added.

"I love you too mommy and daddy," said Sophie. Puck walked across the room to turn on her butterfly nightlight as Quinn waited for him at the door. Sophie snuggled under the covers and slowly closed her eyes. Puck and Quinn left the door partially open and headed towards their room for the night.

"What's wrong?" Quinn asked as they entered their room.

"It's Finn again. He's out at a party right now and I told him not to go but he did anyways."

"I think that he's lost right now honey. I mean, I know he's great at his job but I think ever since him and Rachel split, he has never been the same," said Quinn, slipping under the covers.

Puck did the same thing, "Yeah I have been thinking the same thing."

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Finn woke up the next morning with the biggest head ache. Maybe Puck was right, maybe he shouldn't have gone out and got drunk at the party. He rubbed his eyes and headed towards his bathroom, opening the medicine cabinet, and taking some Advil to relieve the head ache. Luckily he had the day off before he had to promote his new movie the next day.

Soon his cell phone rang. He saw that it was Puck and he answered, "Hey man what's up?"

"Hey man, guess what? I just got a call saying that the paparazzi got pictures of you leaving that party last night, DRUNK!"

"Shit!"

"Shit is right Finn! You have a new movie coming out and this isn't a good image for you!"

"Puck it's going to be fine," said Finn before being interruppted by the door bell ringing.

"Someone is at the door, can I call you back Puck?"

Puck breathed out heavily, annoyed with his best friend, "Sure, bye."

"Bye," said Finn as he ended the call. The door bell rang again and Finn jogged towards the door.

"I'm coming!" he shouted while opening the door. But when he opened the door, to Finn, there was no one to be found.

"Hello?"

He looked around his front yard and driveway to see no one in sight. "Whatever," he said shaking his head.

Before he closed the door he heard a small voice in front of him, "Hey! Down here!"

Finn opened the door again and looked down. He saw a little girl with dark brown hair that ended at the middle of her back. She also had a bright pink headband placed carefully on the top of her head. She blinked her big brown eyes up and him and flashed a bright smile too. "Oh I didn't know it was Girl Scout cookie season," said Finn.

The little girl was confused, "I'm not selling Girl Scout cookies."

"Oh you must be a fan. I'm pretty impressed that a girl of your age found out where I lived. Wait here, I'll be right back with an autograph," said Finn as he left his place at the front door.

"But I'm not here for an autograph!"

Finn stopped in his tracks and walked back towards the little girl, "Then what do you want? Where are your parents anyways? Is your mom or dad here with you?"

"Well my dad is..."

"Then where is he?"

"He's looking at me," said the girl. Finn was now confused at what she was trying to say.

The little girl continued, "You were married to my mom Rachel, Rachel Berry. My name is Brielle, I'm your daughter."


So was it good or bad? Should I continue it? Please let me know in the reviews! Thanks!

Oh and the name Brielle is from my best Finchel friend on here FinchelFanGleek! Love you girlie and I hope I live up to your name for this story! Lol!

Again, reviews keep me writing so PLEASE REVIEW! Thanks!