A/N: It has been over two years since I've written and if you are still with me on this story, I thank you so much! I was not going to write again or finish this, but I've always hated when stories went unfinished, so I promised myself that I would finish this. I hope you enjoy the last chapter, and thank you so much for reading, following this story, and reviewing!

I dedicate this story, and all my past and future stories to my wonderful inspiration, Cory Monteith. I miss you, buddy.

Finn woke up to the sound of Rachel's phone vibrating like crazy.

10 missed calls and 6 text messages from Rachel's dad. Oh shit.

Seeing as it was 10 am the next morning, and judging by her dad's angry messages in all caps, Finn shook Rachel awake. She was adorable, especially when she was sleeping and he felt terrible for disturbing her peaceful sleep, but this was majorly important. Rachel jolted awake and immediately could tell something was off.

"Are you alright, Finn? You look like you've seen a ghost!" Rachel exclaimed as Finn held up her phone to show her the messages.


Finn could see the different levels of fear in Rachel's eyes as she read through each individual text message. Her fathers, and in particular his football coach, was livid.

When they got downstairs, Finn's mom greeted them with a warm smile, "Oh Rachel, honey, I called your father last night and told him you were sleeping over. Your father said to have fun and return home in the morning! It's past ten, you two slept very well!" Finn could sense his mom knew a little more than she was letting on about Rachel sleeping here last night. This did nothing to calm Rachel, as the worst anger her father had was his "calm anger". This type brews up inside of him until he ultimately explodes, leaving him red and out of breath. He was obviously pissed talking to Carol on the phone, using his fake "everything is okay" persona, but she knows when she steps through that door, Rachel will get an screamed at.

"Thank you, Mrs. Hudson, for everything. I should be getting home, though. It was a pleasure to meet you!" Rachel tried to say as cheerful as possible, but Finn could still decipher the fear and loathing in her eyes. Rachel ran out the door, with Finn following right behind her.

"Finn. My dad knows, he's going to kill you! and for that reason, you are not allowed to come with me to talk to him, I need to handle him on my own."

Finn walked up to her, gently kissing her cheek, "I'm going to be there with you."

When they walked into the door, the mood was already eerie. Hiram was sitting in his chair, with an angry frown on his face, while Leroy was whispering things to him, most likely to comfort him. Rachel looked at her two fathers and smiled. "Hi daddy's, how was your night?" Hiram stood up and snapped, "Do NOT give me that bullshit, Rachel Barbara Berry."

Finn could see Hiram looking him up and down as tears swelled in Rachel's eyes. Rachel hated when her fathers yelled at her, because all she ever wants to do is make them proud of her.

"And you, my star quarterback, dating my daughter. I thought you knew the rules, son." Hiram paused. "I thought I made them very clear." He deadpanned, but his voice was laced with a deathly anger that scared Finn more than a horror movie.

Finn spoke up, not for his sake, but for Rachel, who was full on crying now. "Sir, I am so sorry you had to find out about it like this. We wanted to tell you, I swear. I never meant to disrespect you or your family, I just met Rachel before I joined the football team and I just liked her so much, I-I don't know what else to say." Finn stuttered as his voice grew quiet at the end.

"Oh, I'm sorry, so you, Finn Hudson, thought because you met my daughter before you signed up for the team, that my rules did not apply to you?"

Finn didn't know if this was a trick question or - rhetorical? or whatever you called it, but Rachel answered for him. "Daddy, don't blame Finn for this, I know about your rule too, which is very unfair I might add. You are the one treating me like some doll that cannot be touched. You think all these football guys are gonna try to "corrupt" me or whatever, but you fail to see that, as your daughter, I demand the utmost respect from a man. Your stupid rule shows that you don't trust me, or my ability to have a good boyfriend that will treat me the way I want to be treated. It shows that you probably think I'm some slut who is going to sleep with everyone on your precious football team."

Where did all that come from? Hiram's face visibly softened and Leroy was almost in tears. "She's right, Hiram. You are too harsh on her."

Hiram looked conflicted and dissapointed, mostly in himself. He walked closer to his daughter. "Rachel, sweetheart, that is not what I meant by it. I know you are a good girl, I just know how football guys can be. They are downright barbaric and you know boys in high school, right? Hormones flaring and everything else" Hiram looked at Leroy as they nodded. "Of course I trust you, I just did not want them oggling over you. I know how it seems now, and I apologize. I don't ever want to make you feel like that because you are a very respectable, independent young woman. And..." Hiram looked over at Finn, "Out of all my players, you picked the best one. Over the past few months, I've really taken a liking to you, Finn. You're a wonderful young man. " Hiram gave Finn a smile, which he returned with his signature half-smile.

"Thank you, sir. I think you are an awesome coach. And thank you for letting me date Rachel, She's super great and I do really care about her...so thank you, for that." Finn stumbled along nervously and looked down. Rachel giggled at his embarassment. Finn was just glad to see her smile again, he hated when she was sad.

"I think this calls for a group hug!" Leroy suggested, while Hiram and Rachel groaned. Finn laughed, he was really going to like spending time with this family.

"Finn, we can go up to my room" Rachel said cheerfully.

"Don't push it, missy." Hiram gave her a look and laughed. "How about a game instead!" They all gathered around in the living room, talking, laughing, and Rachel's dads properly getting to know Finn and find out about their relationship.

Rachel leaned over and gave Finn a kiss. Finn looked at her, puzzled, "What was that for?"

"For being my favorite Quarterback."

The End