Well hello there! I didn't expect to find the time to write this but here we are with the first chapter!
I know there was quite a lot of support for 'A Very Faberry Christmas' and its because of you that I'm writing the sequel!
I'm writing for the first time with a beta too, so due to our busy schedules updates may take their time, but we like waiting don't we?
I live with my beta, so I'll kick her ass if she's taking too long. ;)
As for progression, I need YOUR suggestions.
What do you want to see happen?
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I will say one thing... I can't write smut and I will profoundly apologise for that!
Anyway, I shall leave you for now.
I hope this is what you wanted!
All the best,
Klaine2314. [I really want to change my PenName too! If I do, you'll be the first to know. ;)]
The Morning After The Night Before:
"My fiancée." The blonde mumbled as she wrapped an arm around the brunette's shoulder basking in the wintry sunlight that was starting to enter their bedroom slowly but visibly.
"I am going to love waking up and hearing that." The diva mumbled back, startling Quinn who was unaware that Rachel was awake.
"Sorry I didn't mean to wake you, baby."
"Nonsense. Any time we spend awake alone is time wasted." She said as she turned towards Quinn and lightly kissing her.
"Can we just lie here a bit longer? I'm too comfortable to try and move."
"I suppose so." The diva chuckled as she snuggled into Quinn. "Not for too long though, we have a lot to do today, which includes telling my Dads when they get here!" She squeaked enthusiastically.
"How do you think they'll take it?" Quinn asked knowing exactly how Hiram and Leroy would take it.
"I'm not sure; I think they'll notice my ring straight away and then demand why you didn't ask for their permission."
"I did ask their permission. They just didn't know when I was going to do it." She admitted.
"You are soooo sneaky." Rachel laughed as she cuddled closer to the blonde.
"I knew you'd want everything done properly, so I ensured I had their permission before I even decided on when I was proposing to you."
"So we'll just let them figure it out then." Rachel chuckled. "What about your parents?" She added hesitantly.
"Well, I haven't thought that far ahead. I have no idea where my father is anymore but Mom's still in Lima, I could send a card? It would get torn up and thrown away but at least she'd know. Either that or she hears on the grapevine because your Dads can't keep anything quiet! I wouldn't expect them to keep it quiet though, their little girl is getting married!" She smirked.
"I think you definitely need to let someone from your family know. You're getting married, Quinn."
"Really? I didn't know that. I thought you were getting married." Quinn mocked hoping to digress from the topic. "How about we handle your Dads first and then we can speak about my family when they've gone. I need the time to think about it and I don't want to snap and shut you out."
"I can respect that but let me know when you've decided how you want to approach it." Rachel concluded knowing that any further discussion could end disastrously.
"I still can't believe you proposed last night and I'm waking up in your arms not as your girlfriend but as your fiancée. I've never felt this good in my life." She added, twirling the ring on her ring finger slowly. It glistened in the wintry sunlight, all 18ct white gold diamond of it. As soon as Quinn laid eyes on it, she knew it was the one. It complimented Rachel's skin tone tremendously.
"Wait until we wake up together for the first time as wives." Quinn sighed smiling at the thought but also relieved that Rachel had changed topic.
"I wish we could start planning but it's probably a bit inappropriate to plan a wedding whilst my Dads are here and we're supposed to be entertaining them. Right now, I'm happy to just be lying here with my fiancée."
"There are some moments that I wish I could capture with words but I simply can't. This is one of them. I don't remember ever being so content."
"You always have the right thing to say, don't worry that you can't express this because I know one day you will."
"Rachel, are you mocking me?" The blonde laughed at the diva who was beginning to babble.
"No why?" She asked perplexed.
"Oh nothing, it just seemed like you were trying to speak more eloquently than you usually do, it was so Rachel like and not so Rachel like at the same time." Quinn explained.
"Now who's babbling?" Rachel chuckled.
"Well you tried to steal my words. That's not exactly fair!"
"All is fair in love and war baby." Rachel joked.
Quinn picked up Rachel's hand and twirled the ring on her finger. "This is not just a commitment to you Rachel, it's a symbol of my love and the promise I give to you that I will always love you. I will always be there for you, to protect you and to honour you."
"There's my wordsmith." Rachel blushed.
"I thank you for returning my words to me. I am lost without them. I am even more lost without you."
"Ok, you can stop now. Save it for the next novel." Rachel joked, her cheeks blushing.
"Don't blush baby, if you're blushing now imagine what you're going to be like when I read you the vows I've written for you."
"I'm going to struggle to hold it together aren't I?" She laughed.
"I'm probably going to struggle finding the perfect thing to say to you. I'm an author and words are expected to come easily to me but when I'm with you I find myself struggling. I can write for hours and hours when I'm alone with just my thoughts for company but when I try and work with you in the apartment I can't. You just...argh! I can't explain it." Quinn explained as she held Rachel in her arms. Once she'd finished, they both just laid there. A silence filled the room as they dozed off once again.
-#-
A ringing noise rang through the apartment causing Quinn's eyes to spring open. Carefully she removed Rachel's arms and gently hopped out of bed picking some clothes up off the floor as she went in search of the phone that had so rudely interrupted her from her sleep. She found it on the coffee table and groaned when she checked the ID.
"Morning Lindsay." She answered flatly.
"Good morning Quinn. How are we this morning?" Her editor, Lindsay, replied cheerfully.
"Well, I was sleeping because I had a pretty late night."
"Oh yes, it was the big Christmas party wasn't it? So sorry I couldn't make it but my brother, Zach, showed up in town and I couldn't really just leave him."
"No problem, last night and this morning have all kinda merged into one anyway. I can't remember what happened last night and what happened this morning. All I remember is Rachel saying 'yes', everything else is one giant blur."
"Woah, track back! Rachel said 'yes'? You proposed last night?" The editor exclaimed.
"I certainly did." Quinn replied nonchalantly.
"Screw the nonchalance Fabray! I know how happy you must be right now! Did she like the book?"
"I am happy, but not when I get woken up and you digress away from why you really called. So get to the point?" She joked. "Oh and she loved the book, when she finally opened it!" She added.
"Quinn Fabray, be nice!" Rachel called from the bedroom.
"Did you just get told off?" Lindsay mocked.
"How on earth did you hear that?" Quinn jibed.
"She's pretty loud." Lindsay replied.
"I hear everything." Rachel responded at the same time. Quinn smiled to herself and forced the laughter to the back of her throat as she knew the validity in both of the women's statements.
"Anyway I've totally forgotten what I wanted to talk to you about so go celebrate with your fiancée and I'll speak to you soon Quinn. Congratulations."
"Thanks Lindsay. I'm sure there'll be a novel on its way soon. I'm marrying my inspiration, surely I could write for the rest of my life."
"I probably intended on calling to discuss another novel with you but enjoy your holidays and I'll be in touch after the New Year. Bye Quinn" She stated.
"Bye Lindsay, all the best." Quinn replied.
Quinn hung up the phone and set it down on the coffee table. Slowly she made her way back to the bedroom where Rachel was beginning to get ready for her Dads' arrival.
"Aw you got up." Quinn whined.
"I did, it's almost lunchtime and we have nothing ready for Dad and Daddy's arrival. We've still got to get the guest bedroom set up, the lounge and kitchen tidied from last night and we need to go shopping for food since we're all out." The diva explained.
"What time do your Dads get in?"
"4."
"So we have five hours to get everything done?" Quinn asked raising her eyebrow.
"Get that thought out of your mind, we do actually have to get these jobs done." Rachel laughed as she continued to tidy the clothes up off their bedroom floor.
"Can I just add that you didn't say anything about after we've finished." Quinn muttered as she turned towards the bed to make it.
"That might be an incentive for you to help and get the job done quicker then."
"Oh trust me, it is." Quinn laughed and dove onto the bed.
"I thought you were going to help?"
"I am helping." Quinn stated.
"Do explain dear." Rachel replied.
"Well by lying here and keeping out of your way is certainly conducive to the situation as I'm not doing anything constructive however if I did try and help you'd only distract me by being so breathtakingly beautiful that I wouldn't be able to focus on what I was supposed to be doing. I decided that if I just laid here and watched you then we'd both benefit. You'd get all of your jobs done and I'd be completely out of the way just staring at you."
"How about you get off your skinny ass and go tidy the lounge? That way I won't be distracting you in here and you'd be doing something constructive?" The diva argued lightly, a small smile forming on her face as she instructed her fiancée.
"Being engaged isn't going to change the dynamic of this relationship is it?" Quinn joked.
"I don't know what you mean." Rachel chuckled.
"I'm still going to be super whipped, doing everything that you command."
"It's proved to be a winning tactic so far, let's keep it that way. Now hop to it." Rachel ordered clapping her hands together in an attempt to make the blonde move.
-#-
"Next major decision, do we want our adoring public to know?" Rachel asked as they drove to the airport.
"Well if we don't want them to know you're not doing a good job at hiding it. Your ring is on display." Quinn laughed as she pointed to the ring on the diva's hand.
"I take it you don't want people to know just yet then?"
"I want our family and friends to know first. The rest of the world can wait." The blonde admitted.
"There's a space." Rachel said pointing to an open space in the airport car park.
They bolted out of the car and Quinn immediately grabbed Rachel's left hand and covered the ring from the view of the paparazzi who were bound to show up.
"I like holding this hand even more now. I love the feel of metal." Quinn confessed.
"Me too, I can feel it there and it makes me feel protected."
"That's exactly how I want you to feel." Quinn said as she held the door open for her fiancée.
They stood in a corner away from the public as they waited for Hiram and Leroy to come through the revolving doors. They kept seeing fingers being pointed their way but people respected their privacy and remained away. Quinn was used to Rachel having such a huge fan base but was struggling to understand why people still wanted to have their photo taken with her. She wrote under a disguise, she was the wordsmith content with standing and blending into the background. Rachel was the showy one. "They should be here any minute." Rachel said trying to keep her eyes diverted from the fans that were starting to gather.
"RACHEL!" Leroy bellowed as he rushed through the revolving door.
"Daddy!" Rachel squealed as she rushed towards them, dropping Quinn's hand in the process. Hiram struggled to get out of the door with the two suitcases so Quinn rushed to his aid chuckling to herself.
"Hey Quinn." He said pulling her into a hug once they'd got through the door and their luggage put to one side. "It's good to see you! You've made Rachel's Hanukkah-Christmas by coming up here." She admitted.
"I highly doubt that...judging by the sparkling rock on her finger I think you've just made her Hanukkah-Christmas or perhaps her entire year."
"How did you notice that? You haven't even spoken to her yet!"
"I'm her father Quinn; I was bound to notice as soon as I saw her. She has a different glint in her eyes. A glimmer of happiness."
"I hope it's more than just a glimmer. I intend on making her happier than she's ever dreamed."
"I know." He replied honestly. "That's why I never hesitated in saying 'yes' when you asked for our permission."
"Let's go interrupt their beautiful moment and see how long it takes Leroy to notice."
"He'll notice shortly, once the glistening catches his eye. It's not too flashy though which I'm impressed with."
"I figured if we wanted to keep it low key for now then a big ring would easily give it away. This one is still very Rachel but can be easily hidden."
"Well thought through Quinn. You know she's going to want a bigger one when you get married, right?"
"Oh yeah, I'm saving up already!" She laughed.
"Good. Any idea of whe-" Hiram was cut off by a loud squealing as they approached the car.
"HIRAM HAVE YOU SEEN THIS?" His husband shouted.
"Seen what, honey?" Hiram replied playing along.
"This rock on our daughter's hand."
"What rock?"
"This one." He said grabbing Rachel's hand and thrusting it in his husband's face.
"Fancy explaining this one, Rachel?" Hiram said pretending to scold his daughter.
"It's self explanatory. Quinn proposed last night." She blushed wrapping an arm around her fiancée.
"Group hug?" Quinn suggested lightly.
"Group hug? How about family hug? Welcome to the madness Quinn!" Leroy joked.
"We're starting to draw attention to ourselves, let's get in the car and get back to ours." Rachel instructed. "Quinn, you can drive."
"Yes boss." Quinn chuckled getting into the car.
Rachel chatted animatedly with her fathers as Quinn drove them back to the house, completely oblivious to the conversation, lost in her own little world. Everytime Rachel's ring caught her eye she smiled. She smiled knowing the diva was happy and that one day they'd be married. They'd be married and would be their own family. A family they'd chosen, not one they were born into.
Fear not, I have started Chapter Two!
R+R!