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Rachel woke up the following morning snuggled up to Quinn. She carefully turned around in the blonde's arms and watched the girl sleep for a moment. Rachel touched Quinn's cheek and kissed her softly, trying to gently rouse the blonde up. She beamed when hazel eyes fluttered open and focused on her.
Hi! My name is Rachel Berry. Whoops, that's my maiden name. My name is actually Rachel Fabray. A month ago, I married the most amazing person in the entire world! Well, before I tell you about that, I'll tell you something about myself first. I'm 22 years old, currently teaching at William McKinley High School here in Ohio.
"Hey," Rachel whispered.
"Morning," Quinn greeted with a yawn.
"Good morning," Rachel chirped and gave Quinn another chaste kiss before sitting up.
I'm actually from New York City. I was raised there by my two dads, Hiram and Leroy. I simply decided to stay here in Ohio for the remainder of my wife's high school days because I don't think I can handle being away from her for so long. I haven't even lasted a day without her since we met! It was a fairly easy decision to make, I took a break from my Broadway life and followed my wife here. At first, I just wanted to be a housewife (boring, right?), and cater to my wife's every need. But, Quinn said that she doesn't want nor need me to do that and I probably wouldn't like it because I lived an active lifestyle in New York. So, her parents suggested I teach at McKinley since they were the biggest sponsors of the school and getting me in wouldn't be a problem.
Quinn watched Rachel stretch and couldn't contain the smile on her face. She has the most amazing wife ever.
"You should go get ready, I'm gonna start on breakfast." Quinn suddenly announced, getting out of bed.
I have two best friends in New York, Kurt Hummel and Mercedes Jones. We all met in this fancy arts school, NYADA. At first, the three of us were rivals but something happened that made us the best of friends. Now, that's a story for another time. Whilst, Kurt enjoyed NYADA,he discovered that he likes fashion more and he is now currently working as a fashion designer for famous people. Mercedes is a pop star. And I can tell you, that woman can sing. I'd even go as far to say that she's almost as good as me. Almost.
"Aww, I was planning on making breakfast this morning," Rachel said, walking up to Quinn. Quinn instantly wrapped her arms around Rachel's waist while Rachel's hands automatically went to Quinn's neck.
"You already made dinner last night, let me do breakfast." Quinn said, looking at Rachel's eyes deeply. "Plus, I wouldn't want to ruin your morning routine."
Rachel finally relented when Quinn started pouting. "Okay, okay, now stop being so adorable." She said, getting out of Quinn's embrace.
So, my wife, Quinn Fabray, she's the most amazing person in the world. She's sweet and very romantic. She's done a lot of things for me in the course of our relationship. Like, for our first date, she decided to take me to a Broadway show just because she knows I love them. And she made an effort to get to know my family and friends just because. And when she proposed…
"Okay, I'm going down now! I better hear the whirring of that elliptical on my way out!" Quinn said, running downstairs to the kitchen, but not before giving Rachel a kiss on the cheek and shouting an "I love you" on her way out.
All I can say is that that was the very first time someonehas left me speechless.
"I love you, too!" Rachel called out just as Quinn turned the corner.
Rachel quickly got her things ready and changed to her workout clothes before hopping into her elliptical.
Quinn is a lot of things. Like, she is definitely the better cook out of the two of us, so I wonder why I keep fighting her on these things. Maybe because I don't want to turn in a cow. –laugh-
"Morning, mom!" Quinn greeted when she saw her mom making coffee.
"Good morning, dear." Judy greeted back, sitting down on one of the bar stools on the kitchen island, watching her daughter go about the kitchen, preparing ingredients for breakfast. Quinn finally got all the ingredients out when her mom spoke again, "Where's your wife?" Judy asked, sipping on her coffee.
"Upstairs, getting ready." Quinn answered, not even bothering to look at her mom.
Judy nodded and took another sip of her coffee. She observed her daughter. Normally, Quinn wouldn't be this active at this time in the morning. Normally, Quinn would be scowling while sitting at the dining table, waiting to be served breakfast. Normally, Quinn wouldn't be making breakfast. Normally, Quinn wouldn't even be downstairs at this time, much less the kitchen. But, the Quinn Judy has raised and grown accustomed to was her daughter Quinn, not Rachel's wife Quinn.
Quinn has changed for the better since Rachel came. Now, Quinn wakes up earlier than her usual time to prepare breakfast for her wife. Now, Quinn actually has a reason to wake up every morning. Now, Quinn is happier. Judy let out a sigh at that last thought. She did try her best to make Quinn happy for the past eighteen years whilst she was still living with her and her husband. But, with a heavy heart, she admitted that she has never seen Quinn this happy before. But, she can honestly say that she likes this Quinn better and she was grateful for Rachel.
Judy was brought back to reality when Quinn put a plate of pancakes in front of her.
"Is everything okay, mom? You seem deep in thought." The younger blonde inquired, sitting beside the older woman.
"It's nothing to worry about, dear." Judy answered, eating a slice of her pancake to try to distract her daughter. Judy moaned at the taste. "This is really good, you are definitely my daughter." Judy commented proudly.
"Thanks, mom" Quinn replied with a blush.
"Are you okay, dear?" Judy commented when she noticed that Quinn was not touching her food and was simply looking at her.
"Yeah, mom." Quinn answered, "Just waiting for my wife." She said nonchalantly.
Judy had to bite her tongue to avoid letting out an 'aww' at the sweetness. Quinn was definitely glowing and the smile on her daughter's face just makes her heart fill with happiness. Yep, she definitely likes this Quinn better.
"She's just so perfect, mom." Quinn gushed after a minute of silence, "I know we've only been married a month but, mom," Quinn looked in her mom's eyes. Judy was taken aback by the emotions, mainly love, running in her daughter's eyes. Her daughter has found something a lot of people has waited their whole lives for. "I'm so happy that it'll be like this forever. With her."
Luckily for Judy, she was interrupted from saying something when a certain brunette came in the kitchen.
"G'morning, mom!"Rachel greeted happily, still wearing her workout clothes, taking a seat beside Quinn.
"Good morning, indeed."
"That was quick. Are you sure you worked out?" Quinn teased Rachel as the older girl sat beside her.
"For your information, I did work out." Rachel faked an offended tone as Quinn pushed a plate of pancakes in front of her.
Quinn's phone chimed at that moment and the younger blonde's face fell a little at the message.
"What's wrong, hon?" Rachel asked while pouring syrup on her pancakes.
"I have to get ready, coach wants me at school in half an hour." Quinn said, already getting up.
"But, you haven't even touched your breakfast yet." Rachel said worriedly.
"I'll grab something on the way," Quinn said, jogging out of the room.
"But, Quinn!" Rachel called. She huffed when all she got for a response was fading footsteps. She looked at her mother-in-law helplessly, "Are you not going to do anything about that?"
"You'll get used to it." Judy answered, finishing the last of her pancakes. "Plus, you're the wife" Judy added with a chuckle, "If she didn't listen to you, do you really think there's a chance that she would listen to me?"
Rachel watched as Quinn's car sped off the street. She sighed and sat down beside her mother-in-law on the couch in the living room.
"Rachel, she's the captain of the track team, she has responsibilities at school, you know." Judy said, flipping through a magazine.
"I know, but that doesn't mean it's okay for her to just go without breakfast."
"You gave her something to eat on her way out." Judy said quickly, interrupting what she knows is a speech on how important eating breakfast is. Believe it or not, she has been on the receiving end on one of the diva's rants. Maybe more.
Rachel let out another sigh. It's true, though. While Quinn was taking a shower, Rachel made her a sandwich to eat on the way.
Judy subtly looked up at the brunette who was suddenly very quiet. Realizing how this is actually troubling her daughter-in-law, she dropped her magazine down.
"Rachel, Quinn will be all right." Judy started.
"I know that, but," Rachel straightened up in her seat, wondering if she should tell Judy what was actually bothering her.
Judy examined the brunette for a while, "Would you tell me what's wrong?"
"I was just used to eating breakfast with her every single day," Rachel finally said, "Actually, I'm used to spending every second of the day with her." She stressed out, pulling her legs up and burying her head in them.
"And now that school's back, that vacation's over, you guys have to face the real world where it won't be all unicorns and rainbows." Judy said, finally getting it.
Rachel frowned, wondering if Judy actually said 'unicorns and rainbows'.
"I know how that feels."
Rachel peeked at her mother-in-law, wondering just how serious she is.
"When Russell and I were newly married, we were the center of each other's worlds for a month before we needed to get back to the real world." Judy said, "And when it happened, things were different. We weren't the only two people in the world; we had friends, our families, and our jobs." Judy let out a humorless chuckle at the memory. "At first, it put a strain in our relationship. We didn't know how to balance our lives when we were faced with all of this things. It was quite…" Judy thought for the perfect word and finally settled on "overwhelming."
"How'd you guys work it out?"
"Well, we talked it out and came to the conclusion that I'm not the only person in Russell's life as he's not the only one in mine." Judy said wisely. When she realized that Rachel didn't like that based on her facial expression, she added, "But I know that I'm the one that matters the most in his life and that he matters the most in mine." And in a softer voice, said, "And that's all that matters. That's all that should matter."
Rachel thought that over and nodded her headed. "You're right. Thanks, mom." Rachel gave Judy a hug and Judy happily returned it.
"Now, shouldn't you be taking a shower? Don't wanna be late, do you?" Judy said, pushing Rachel in the direction of the stairs.
"Aww, my mother-in-law's trying to get rid of me." Rachel joked. "Don't you like me, Mrs. Fabray?"
"Are you talking to yourself, young lady?" Judy said in a playful tone.
Rachel entered the faculty room and easily navigated her way to her table.
"Hey, Rachel," Holly Holiday, one of the teachers called, "Some of the faculty members are going out Friday night, we were planning on doing Karaoke and we were wondering if you'd, maybe, wanna join?"
Rachel's eyes widened and she grinned at the mention of karaoke. "Sure, I'd love to!" She agreed. Seeing as Friday night was 'Best Friend Night' for her and Quinn, (When they were still in New York, she would go out with Kurt and Mercedes while Quinn would hang with Santana and Brittany) she thought this might be a perfect substitute.
"Great!" Holly exclaimed happily, clapping a hand on Rachel's back, "We're gonna get along just fine, Berry." She said, before walking out of the classroom.
Rachel smiled and quickly organized her things. Looking around the room, she realized that she was the only one left and the bell would ring in less than five minutes. Hurrying, she quickly took what she needed for her first class of the day before dashing out of the room.
Rachel was busy putting down paper bags in the kitchen when her cellphone rang. Beaming at the caller ID, she easily tapped on the answer button.
"Kurt!" Rachel shouted into the receiver of her phone.
A chuckle greeted her as a response, "Well, I missed you, too, Rachel. How are things?"
"Same old, same old." Rachel responded, "How about there? Anything new?"
"Oh, nothing much…" Rachel frowned, that's Kurt's nonchalant voice.
"You're hiding something~" Rachel sing-songed, not wanting to be kept out of the dark.
"Brody Weston just hired me to design his clothes for his latest movie's premiere!" Kurt finally said.
"Oh my Gosh, Kurt! That's so amazing!" Rachel congratulated, literally bouncing in her place.
"What's so amazing?" Quinn said as she entered the kitchen. Quickly going to the shopping bags, looking at all the things her wife bought. "And who's on the phone?"
"It's Kurt, he just got hired by Brody Weston." Rachel gushed.
"Ooh nice," Quinn said, opening a pack of yogurt and started eating it with a spoon. "Congrats, man!" she shouted in Rachel's direction.
Kurt simply chuckled again, "Well, I'm sure you're just dying to spend some time with your wife. Tell her thanks and I'll call you later. Love you, Rachel, bye." He said in one breath.
"Bye Kurt, love you, too!" Rachel said before hanging up the phone.
"So, your dads' are going to be watching us tonight?" Quinn said warily. And at Rachel's nod, she pouted. She has nothing against her fathers-in-law, it's just they still scare her.
Rachel chuckled and walked towards her wife. "Do you maybe just wanna order take out tonight? I don't feel like cooking and I'm sure you're tired from your training."
"That sounds great, actually." Quinn responded, kissing her wife softly.
"Mmkay…" Rachel said dreamily with her eyes closed. "I guess I'll call that pizza place now…"
Quinn gave her another kiss. "Mmhm.. You do that." And another one. Until they're full on making out in the kitchen.
"Quinn Fabray!" A loud voice boomed and Quinn quickly pulled away from the kiss and backed away from Rachel.
"Hey, Mr. Berry, sir." Quinn said, looking guilty even though she did nothing wrong.
"Daddy, stop scaring her." Rachel said sternly, walking out of the kitchen with Quinn in tow. "We're ordering pizza tonight!" Rachel announced to her fathers before bringing out her phone and dialling the number.
Hiram watched them go up the stairs wearily before dropping down beside his husband with a sigh.
A/N: I'm quite surprised at the attention this fic has gotten. I know nothing much has happened this chapter, I'm still just warming up the story (If that even makes sense). But, for the next one, it'll be a flashback chapter so, you guys will finally find out something about their pre-married life. And there will be quite a number of flashbacks in this fic so, don't worry, guys, all your questions will be answered sooner or later. And sorry if there are any grammatical errors, English isn't my mother tongue so, yeah. Oh, and I'll try to do weekly updates. I can't promise anything after the 21st, though. School will start again, then. So, what did you guys think? Was it bad? Good? Something?