Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or its characters.

A/N: Hi, everybody. This should have been up way before Christmas, because I started writing it as I finished Taking Chances, but I had a writer's block until I finished my classes. Anyway, here it is.

For those who haven't read Taking Chances, I think I'll explain enough the situation for everybody to get it.

For those who have read it, I hope you enjoy this as well.

I hope you all have a Merry Christmas Eve and Christmas Day.

CHAPTER -1

"Hello, mom!" Beth runs towards the door and jumps to her mother's neck.

"Hi, sweetie. How are you?" Quinn asks, hugging the toddler.

"Great. Today Mark Sheppard invited me to his birthday party." She says happily. "Can I go? Can I? Pleaaase."

"Wasn't that the boy who was picking on you?"

"Yes, but it turned out he did because he likes me."

"Does he?"

"Yes, mom. He apologized and everything."

"And do you like him?" Quinn enquires.

Beth looks around and Quinn can see that her cheeks become a little pinker than usual. "He's sweet…" She finally says shyly. However, every time the little blonde wants something she is possessed by an unnatural determination. "So, can I go then?" She comes back to her, batting her eyelashes in a way that she knows everybody finds difficult to resist.

"We'll see…" Everybody except her own mother, that is…

Quinn Fabray turns around her house, leaves her bag and goes towards the brunette reading a magazine on the couch. As she sees the blonde finally approach, she takes her reading glasses off and smiles broadly.

"Hi, darling."

"Hi, sweetheart." Quinn bends down the brunette and kisses her lips slowly. "So, what do you think? Should she go?" The brunette sets a thoughtful frown.

"Pleeease?"

"I think it'll be ok." Rachel replies contently.

"Great!" Beth jumps and gets all excited. "I need to talk to Lauren." She runs to grab the telephone and disappears in her bedroom.

"She's unbelievable." Quinn rounds the couch and sits beside Rachel, who leaves her magazine aside and puts her arms around the blonde.

"You're very alike, then. You look unbelievably gorgeous."

"I'm so tired… I look like hell." Quinn blushes a little and ducks her head in Rachel's shoulder.

"You're perfect, Quinn." The blonde blushes again, but Rachel can't see her. She puts her arms around the tiny brunette and squeezes her. "How was your job search?"

"I don't know." Quinn raises her head, but leaves it still over the brunette's shoulder. "They said they'll call me. I think one of the interviews went well, but it's not exactly the position I'm looking for."

Just a couple of months ago, Quinn had finished her degree in business management. She could have finished it earlier, but then she wouldn't have had time for Beth. So, instead, she took fewer classes each year. Meanwhile, she has been able to give her little girl the best life she has been able, thanks to her friend Brittany and the job at her law firm.

"Well, I'm sure you'll find what you're looking for." The brunette states with huge determination, which makes the blonde smile. "Are you hungry?" She asks after a while.

"I'm starving!" The blonde groans.

"Great! I've prepared something special for you."

Quinn looks at her with wary eyes. "What is it?"

Rachel stands up, escaping the blonde's embrace and goes to the kitchen. She opens the oven where she has a couple of plates to keep them warm and shows them to Quinn. The blonde's mouth falls open as she sees two huge steaks on them, which look delicious.

"You… you are vegan…" Quinn says.

"Oh, thank you for the information." Rachel replies sarcastically.

The blonde arches an eyebrow. "What are you hiding exactly?"

"Me?" Rachel places the plates on the table and goes back. She gets also a bowl of mashed potatoes and a salad and puts them there too.

"You are buying me with meat."

"I… I am not." Rachel says almost convincingly.

"Spit it out." She demands.

Rachel looks down and takes a deep breath. When she looks up, she meets the blonde's eyes begging. "I talked with my dads. They seem uneasy with these sudden changes in my life and… you know Christmas is around the corner and…"

Of course, Rachel is referring to one conversation they had a couple of weeks ago, in which her daughter got the courage and informed them that not only has she left her abusive husband and got divorced but in addition she was currently living with her old high school torturer, who also was her girlfriend, and her six years old daughter.

"But this is our first Christmas together…"

"I know. And I know it might be weird that our first Christmas together is with my parents but… You know my dads are jewish. They know I have a few days off for Christmas and they have accepted to celebrate it if you come."

"What? They shouldn't bother."

"Daddy is eager to it. He converted to Judaism long ago, but he has great memories of Christmas as a child. He is already thinking on every detail: we would stay in my room and Beth would sleep the spare room."

"So you already told them we'll go?" Quinn asks with a harsher voice she intended to.

"No. I told them I had to ask you first. You don't have to say yes, Quinn." Rachel says defensively. "I know Lima brings you bad memories."

Quinn looks down on her place on the couch as she deliberates internally. Rachel waits on her spot and when the blonde has come to a decision she clears her throat. "Ok, we'll go."

"Really?" Rachel can't hide her happiness.

"I wouldn't say so otherwise, Rachel." The brunette looks at her suspiciously. "Do you want a list of reasons Rachel Berry style?"

"Do you even have one?"

"First, you clearly want to. Second, if I say no, your dads will think I'm the evil bitch that kidnapped their little girl." Rachel tries to speak, but Quinn raises her hand as she continues. "Third, as much as Lima brings me bad memories, it is where I grew up and it also brings some good ones. Forth, Noah can spend Christmas with Beth." Quinn stops to think again for a second. "Under one condition..."

"Anything." Rachel says.

"Don't leave me a moment alone."

"Quinn… my dads don't think you're the bitch that kidnapped me." Rachel explains.

"Take it or leave it." Quinn wears her serious look.

"Ok… I won't let you alone." She finally smiles and the blonde mirrors her. "Beth, sweetie, dinner's ready!" The little blonde comes running out of her room.

"Beth, this Christmas we are going to Lima."

"That's where you lived, right?"

"Yes, we are going to spend the holidays with Rachel's dads and your dad."

"Awesome!"

"Ok, then. Let's eat." The blonde occupies her place at the table and looks at Rachel. "You bought me, I hope this steak is good." She takes a bite and her face brightens, making Rachel giggle.