A/N: I still don't own anything.
A YEAR AND A HALF LATER
Rachel was practically screaming. Finn was totally freaking out. But, like the dutiful boyfriend he was, Finn held Rachel's hand as they waited for the new little life to come into the world.
"You can do it, Barbra!" Rachel shouted.
"Babe, you're gonna scare her if you keep screaming at her," Finn chuckled. Rachel quickly glared at him before turning her attention back to her mare. The horse was lying on the ground, her breathing accelerated as she went through labor. The father of the foal was Finn's horse, Travis, and Rachel hoped that the baby horse looked like its mother. Finn was rooting for a little Travis Jr.
They had been in the stables for over three hours when Barbra finally pushed the foal out.
"There she is!" Rachel squealed excitedly, clapping her hands.
"You mean there he is," Finn corrected with a wide smile.
"Finn, that is a girl. I know it," Rachel said firmly. Finn chuckled before they turned their attention back to Barbra and the new little horse.
It was brown like Barbra with white spots like Travis and was so cute that Rachel found herself crying. Finn wrapped an arm around her shoulder and pulled her closely into his side. This wasn't his first time witnessing a horse giving birth, but Rachel had never seen it before.
He was surprised when she started sobbing when the horse took its first steps later that night.
"My baby had a baby," she murmured, wiping her eyes.
"So that makes you a grandma," Finn joked. Rachel laughed before elbowing him playfully in the ribs.
"I can't wait until we have our own," Rachel murmured, fondly looking down at Barbra with her little foal.
"Horses?" Finn asked confusedly. "We already have some."
"No, Finn," Rachel said patiently. "Children."
"Oh, yeah," Finn replied, sounding embarrassed. "Me neither." He smiled and kissed her on top of the head. He could totally see Rachel giving birth to their kids.
Well, it wouldn't be in a barn or anything, but he could see it. They already agreed that they wanted a couple of kids to make their own little family.
"What do we do now?" Rachel asked a little while later. He knew that it was really early in the morning and Finn had something he wanted to do before they had to start on chores for the day.
"Barbra's got it under control," Finn said. He grabbed her hand and tugged on it gently, trying to pull her away.
"But it needs a name!" Rachel said quickly.
"Right," Finn murmured. He waited until the tiny horse walked by and looked for a certain… indicator… that would tell them if the foal was a boy or a girl.
"You were right," Finn said, sounding a little bummed. "It's a girl." Rachel squealed and clapped her hands excitedly again.
"I knew it!" she said happily. "Then it has to be Fannie!"
"But Rach," Finn murmured. "Why would you name a horse after someone's ass?" Rachel smacked his arm again.
"Fannie after Fannie Brice," she explained. "Barbra Streisand's best role, remember?"
"Oh. Right," Finn muttered.
"You hate it," Rachel said with a frown.
"I don't hate it," Finn said quickly. "I know how much the… human and horse Barbras mean to you, so it's a good name." Rachel smiled before reaching up on her tippy toes to plant a kiss on Finn's cheek.
He then convinced her to take a walk around the ranch. His watch said that it was four in the morning and it wouldn't make much sense to try and sleep for an hour.
Finn felt nervous as they walked. He'd never really done anything like this before and didn't know what to say or how to say it or anything.
He thought about putting it off another day, like he already had a handful of times before, but he wanted to do this. He was just worried about how Rachel would react.
She always surprised him.
"What are you thinking about?" Rachel asked curiously as they walked with their fingers intertwined. Finn abruptly stopped walking and dropped her hand before turning to face her.
"I need to ask you something," he said. His tone made Rachel curious and a little nervous.
"Go ahead," she said with a nod.
"First, I need you to promise me that you won't say anything until I ask you to," he said. "I mean, I know that's hard for you, but I need you to promise me."
"Okay. I promise," Rachel said, her curiosity piqued. Finn took a deep breath and reached his hand into his pocket.
"I never thought I could fall in love…" he began. "I knew everyone in this town and I tried to picture myself with each girl, trying to figure out which one could fall in love with me… But it didn't work because you didn't live here yet." Rachel smiled at him but didn't interrupt.
"And then when you showed up, I thought you were beautiful, but I didn't think that someone like you could fall for a country boy like me. I didn't see it coming. Mom swears she did, but anyway…" Finn laughed. "The fact is, I did fall in love with you and you fell in love with me. No matter how crazy that looks or sounds to others, I know it's right. That we're right together."
He pulled his hand out of his pocket. Rachel's eyes grew wide as he opened the tiny box the same time that be bent down on one knee.
"So, Rachel Berry, will you marry me?" he asked.
Finn totally expected her to jump up and down like she did earlier. He thought she was going to lift him up by the front of his shirt and pepper his face with kisses.
He knows her, knows everything about her, but she still manages to surprise him.
Instead of doing what he expected, she leaned forward and kissed him gently on his lips. She pulled away slowly and looked into his eyes.
"Yes," she whispered, her smile lighting up her face. Finn jumped up and pulled her into his arms, hugging her tightly. She hugged him back, whispering "I love you" over and over again into his ear.
"I love you, too," he replied, happy tears threatening to fall from his eyes.
Rachel pulled back and kissed him again; he could feel her tears hit his cheeks. When his lips separated from hers, he looked deep into her eyes.
The way she answered him surprised him, but not the answer itself.
Another thing that didn't surprise him was the amount of love and happiness he saw on her face. He was pretty sure it was obvious on his face, too.
A/N: I am so sad this story is over, but I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Thank you all for sticking with it and for leaving all of your kind comments! Thank you!
Until next time! :)