"Merry Christmas Quinn."
It's not as if Quinn isn't used to waking up and seeing Rachel, but seeing her pregnant wife looming over her with a large box wrapped in shiny gift wrap is still a pretty scary sight.
Quinn falls of the bed promptly, and she gets up quickly before Rachel can start apology-rambling.
"Rachel" she groans, running a hand through her hair "It's seven in the morning. Not to mention you don't celebrate Christmas. Is this one of your weird pregnancy things?"
"Quinn" Rachel sighs, placing the box on their bed and putting her hands on her hips "Seeing as you yourself have been pregnant, I would've thought-"
"Rach" Quinn smiles, getting to her feet and silencing her wife with a kiss "I'm joking."
"The point remains Quinn."
Quinn laughs, taking her wife's hand and sitting down on the bed with her "What's in the box?"
"Well" Rachel begins, picking up the box and placing it on her stomach-the bow pratically covers it up, and Rachel's pregnant, for crying out loud. The sight makes Quinn giggle, though she shuts up under Rachel's look "I thought that considering once our little boy is born and I'm free to return to Broadway, I'll be travelling a lot. So you'll need something to remember me by."
"Rach, I could never-"
Rachel thrusts the box into Quinn's hands "Open it."
Quinn rolls her eyes but tackles the bow anyway, and by the time she's done it looks like Puck did the unwrapping. Tearing at the paper-she was never good when it came to opening presents-and uncovering the lid, she smiled once she finally got to the gift.
"So" Rachel beams "Do you like it?"
"A thousand star related objects? Rach-" Quinn breathes, turning to face her wife "I love it."
"That's wonderful" Rachel grins, clapping her hands together.
"But" Quinn continues "There is something I want more."
"Oh" Rachel frowns "I don't understand."
Quinn laughs, pressing her mouth to Rachel's "I want you, Rachel Berry-Fabray. All I want for Christmas is you."