Hey Guys, It's finally here. I hope it doesn't disappoint. Thanks for showing some positivity towards this sequel. It was definitely the motivation I needed to start it. Once again, thank you to iluvsarasidle for giving birth to the prompt that started it all.

No beta, so all inconsistencies, inaccuracies and grammatical errors are mine.

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee.

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Chapter 1

10 Months later

"Rach, is this the last of it?"

"Yup."

"So, we're actually done?"

"Yes we are, finally. Do you know what happens now?" Sexy times!

"I get to have a meal for the first time for the day?" replies a hopeful Quinn.

"Baby! You haven't eaten yet?"

"I didn't get the time."

"Why didn't you say?"

"Because we were on a mission."

Rachel goes over to where the blonde is standing and hugs her "Baby I promise now that we're finally living together, I'll take good care of you."

"You mean like the way you took care of that dead ficus over there, from your apartment."

The diva turns her attention to the plant sitting in a sea of boxes in their new apartment. Crap. That does not look good on my relationship resume.

"Uh… I was mostly bunking at your apartment for the last few weeks, Fred the ficus had to suffer for it."

"Oh… Well I'm sorry for all the hot sex we've been having, that managed to keep you away from Fred the ficus in your old apartment. "

"Not my fault I'm a hot fuck, baby."

"That you are, love." Quinn smiles at the thought of all the nights they spent together in her apartment.

More than a year into their relationship, Rachel and Quinn realized they couldn't go a night without being in each other's arms. The decision was made to move in together in a much bigger apartment which was situated a floor up in Quinn's building. The larger size allowed them to have a master bedroom, a guest room, 2 small offices for each of the women, 3 bathrooms and a large kitchen. It was enough space for them both, and had the potential to be called home.

"Speaking of me being a hot fuck, we need to make this apartment ours, if you know what I mean… " the brunette wiggles her left eyebrow to give Quinn the not so subtle hint for her request of sex.

"Can I be fed before the mating ritual marathon begins?"

Ooops, I forgot she was hungry. I should try to prioritize her needs underneath all my layers of horny… but her ass is so juicy and plump... I just wanna bite it and spank it an-

"Rach, I'm the hungry one, not you. Please stop looking at me like that." The blonde arches her eyebrow. "Oh dear God, something tells me I'm gonna end up like Fred the ficus, if I have to rely on you for food."

The brunette gasps at the thought. "Baby, I would never… I'm fighting my arousal as we speak, so I can plan your dinner…" Oh shit. I said that out loud.

"Bahahahahahahaha… Horndog…" Quinn pokes her tongue out at the diva and begins to walk around the apartment taking inventory of all their things, while Rachel prepares ingredients for vegan lasagna, since the kitchen is the only room that's completely unpacked.

An hour into the process, Quinn pops her head out and calls from the living room. "Rach, where's Binky?"

"In the living room."

"Uh, no he's not. I'm in here and I think I would notice a giant unicorn in the midst of all our stuff."

"Quinn, I swear he's in the living room."

"I'm my old living room or our new living room?"

Rachel drops the knife she was using to cut the lasagna, and widened her eyes in horror.

Quinn comes into the kitchen slightly amused but plays along. "Ok, don't panic. We can just go back and get him. It's a floor down from here."

"Quinn, a single mom with a 4 year old is moving into your old place."

"Fuck. Me." the blonde replies in mock seriousness.

"Definitely later, but right now I have a binky to save."

Quinn smiled. She didn't care too much for the toy, because she won the real prize of being with the girl of her dreams. She decided to go play along with it just to see what lengths her girlfriend would go to get her stuffed animal back. I mean, this is Rachel Berry. She wouldn't give Binky up without a battle. Quinn smirked at the thought and followed Rachel out of the apartment, both headed to the blonde's old place.

The reach the door, knocked and waited. It opened to reveal a shy four year old girl. Both women hear what they assume to be her mother calling out further away. "Lola, who's at the door?"

The door open a little further and Rachel and Quinn see Lola clutching Binky with her other hand which was hidden in the beginning.

Lola's mom get to the door "Can I help you ladies- Oh Quinn, how are you?"

"Hey Maxine, Rach and I just wanted to get our stuffed toy back."

Lola stomps her foot and gave a pout that could have given four year old Rachel a run for her money. The lounge owner smiled fondly at the similarity and was content to let the mini-me version of her girlfriend keep Binky, even though It was practically way bigger than Lola's body.

Maxine looks on at her pouting kid "Lola honey, give Quinn back her toy."

The girl pouted further and Rachel was becoming impatient. The diva interrupted the pouting "Would you just excuse us for a second?" She pulled Quinn by the sleeve a little distance away and spun around to face her girlfriend when they were a little out of earshot from Lola and Maxine.

"Quinn, we need a new game plan. You distract Lola while I grab Binky and run to the elevator."

"Baby, you're scheming against a four year old."

"And your point is…?"

"And I'm not taking Binky from her. I have you and you're more than enough for me."

Rachel leans in for a peck and whispers "I still want my toy back, and later we can pull out our other toys and play a little."

"Horny and determined is never a good combination of emotions for you."

"Well, 'determined' is winning at the moment and 'horny' can come out to play later on." Rachel winks at her girlfriend.

"Ok new game plan. I'm going back upstairs because I have food that's waiting to be eaten. Do your thing, and please don't make Lola cry." Quinn turns her body to address the woman and her daughter standing at their apartment door. "Max, I'm out. Later Lola."

Quinn heads back to their place and Rachel is left face to face with Lola, the mini Rachel. The diva timidly raises a hand to grab Binky but Lola swiftly pulls away. This kid has cat like reflexes for a four year old.

Maxine looks on at the two with interest. Rachel starts to get hungry and doesn't want to miss out on meal time with Quinn, so she decides to cut this short. She kneels down to be eye level with Lola and whispers into her ear. The girl gives a shy grin and nods eagerly, and hands over Binky to Rachel.

Back at the apartment, Quinn is stuffing her face seated at the kitchen table and looks at a smug Rachel walk in with Binky in her hands and does a fist pump in triumph.

Quinn smirks "That took shorter than expected."

"Because I'm awesome."

"What did you promise her?" the blonde asked knowingly.

"Don't you have faith that I did it with just my talented way with kids?"

"I'm calling Max…"

"Ok fine, I promised Lola something."

"Spill it."

Rachel ducks her head shyly and mumbles "An iPad."

Quinn lets her fork fall limply in her hand in shock. "You did not."

"I did. The latest version, to be exact."

"Couldn't you promise her a board game?"

"Quinn, in this era, even I wouldn't want a board game."

"You love Scrabble." the blonde replies, pointing her fork knowingly at her girlfriend.

"I love smutty scrabble, it's so much sexier."

"Trust the ever verbose Rachel Berry to like the wordy version of foreplay."

"You didn't complain when we played strip poker."

"If I recalled correctly, you didn't even want to learn how to play. You took off all your clothes and threw it on the table before the game even started, so you could forfeit and we could have sex."

Best round of poker I ever played.

Quinn fixes a plate for Rachel and sets her food in front her, while standing behind the shorter woman circling her arms around her girlfriend.

Rachel digs in "Quinn, I love this, us being like this, not having to worry about getting back home to our separate places…"

"To feed a semi-dead ficus…"

"Interacting with the neighbors…"

"Bribing children with overpriced gadgets…"

"I'm glad we did this… took this step in our relationship."

"I'm glad we did too. I love you Rach." Quinn kisses her shoulder and takes Binky back to the living room.