Layette

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25 weeks pregnant

"Kurt, it doesn't matter how much you ask, we are not telling the name!" Finn said and I laughed. My belly is pretty big, not huge, but really really noticeable, impossible to hide.

"Why not? I'm the uncle!" Kurt said and we laughed.

"And we are the parents and we wanna wait until he is born to tell everyone." Finn said.

"You just want to torture us!" Teddy said.

"Oh yeah definitely, all our decisions were made thinking about you guys." I said ironically rubbing my belly and they all laughed.

Well let me update you all about everything. We still have no idea of who tried to kill Finn but the police is still investigating. That makes me a little tense, just to think of someone trying to hurt our Ben...That drives me crazy and I can't go crazy cause Ben can't born premature, he has to stay here for the 40 weeks. Anyway, let's stop thinking about bad stuff and think about the good. I can feel him moving in my stomach, at first Finn weren't able to feel but now he can. It's magical.

"Oh you guys can admit that you named him Sam. I know you did." Sam said and we all laughed.

"Oh shut up, you know the name is Noah Puck Hudson." Puck said and we laughed.

"I bet it's Teddy, it's an unissex name." Teddy said and I chuckled.

"Our son wasn't named after any of you." Finn said.

"But when you guys have a girl, it's going to be Santana." Santana said.

"Never, Quinn!" Quinn said.

"Let's focus on the first child." Finn said and I nodded agreeing.

"And the layette, when you guys are doing it?" Blaine asked.

"Really soon." Finn said.

"Can we go with you?" Kurt asked with begging eyes and we chuckled.

"I don't see why not." Finn answered.

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"This one?" Finn asked showing me an onesie and my heart almost explode in cuteness. We hired a professional to guide us to buy all the important stuff that we NEED to have, like the necessary. And the stuff we don't have any idea about, like proper dummies, how many clothes and colors we must have, lotions and all. We did all of that yesterday, now we're getting the extra, that is all we want.

"Cute." I said with a smile. "I can't believe that his feet are going to fit this, is so tiny." I said looking to a pair of tiny shoes.

"Everything is so cute and so tiny. When I get pregnant we are going to be poor." Teddy said and Puck's eyes widened and we laughed.

"Let's wait a few years." Puck said and both laughed softly.

"I wanna meet the little one already." Santana said and I smiled.

"Me too, but I'm scared." I said.

"Don't be, you're going to be an awesome mom." Finn said and kissed my cheek and I chuckled a little. "This?" He asked showing me a tiny shirt and I shook my head as no.

"I didn't like it." I said and he chuckled. "Gosh this is exhausting." I said and everyone laughed.

"At least you're not the one who is carring the bags." Puck said.

"But I'm the one carrying the baby. Have you met his father? He is going to born 6 feet tall." I said and everyone laughed.

"She does have a point." Teddy said. We rushed to finish buying because everyone is exhausted. Everyone goes to their respective houses and finally Finn and I get home.

"Home sweet home." I said relieved and Finn laughed softly as he locks the door.

"Ben is already making me tired and he wasn't even born yet." Finn joked and I laughed. "But he is making me tired in a good way."

"In an amazing way." I said heading to the bathroom and he place the shopping bags on the floor.

"Definitely." He said. Then we both take a shower and do all the night routine and finally are on bed extremely tired.

"Gosh, the past two days were tiring." I said and he chuckled a little.

"Wanna know what makes it easier?" He asked.

"Yeah." I answered.

"Think about who is the reason for us be doing all of that, makes it easier." He said and I small smiled a little.

"Yeah, makes it easier." I said small smiling and Finn cuddled with me and wrap his arms around my belly. "Good night, Finn."

"Good night Rach and Ben." He said and I chuckled softly and we fell in a deep sleep.

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