To say that life was busy was an understatement.

Life had always thrown Cory Monteith lots of lemons-some sour, some sweet-and he had prided himself in the way he had learned to manage them over the last few years. And it wasn't by making lemonade. Although he did love lemonade. Lemonade reminded him of that fruity, lime drink Lea always ordered when they went somewhere tropical...and she'd always wear one of those bikinis...

Anyway, Glee had done a lot for him. He owed it to Glee, he supposed. The show had given him his big break in his career, set him back on the right track, and given him the love of his life. Without the show he wasn't sure where he'd be. Certainly not in the living room of a comfortably large Manhattan loft, listening to a sweet little voice narrate the incorrect story from a book about princesses. Certainly not there.

"Babe, that's great." Cory mumbled as Eliza flipped the page and continued on about Barbra Streisand defeating the evil queen. She truly was her mother's daughter. Her dark brown curls and deep brown eyes mirrored Lea almost symmetrically. There were things in her personality too; like when she'd get all excited and her voice would get louder and louder until she erupted in a cute little cackle that caused her to have this tiny double chin.
The only 'Cory' things he could ever spot were the infamous Monteith smirk and her obsessive love for moose. He didn't really love moose but he loves Canada and that's where moose live! So he counted that.

He rested his chin on top of Eliza's head and glanced down at the picture of the dragon in the story book, zoning out after being informed that his name was Dorothy...
Things were weird lately. Not bad or anything, but like weird.
It felt like life was in full speed and there was no stopping it. But why should he want to stop it? Everything being thrown their way was a blessing! Lea's record deal, his producing, Bonnie Dune coming to New York, Lea's parents being so conveniently close for Eliza, the new baby doing so well...
It was just like...Cory couldn't really put his finger on it.
To much.
To busy.

The morning kisses had been replaced with a grueling sound of a morning alarm waking him to an empty bed where his wife had already left for the studio. He'd spend the morning getting Eliza ready for Marc and Edith's and a few hours later he'd be off to his own studio. He loved producing. It meant he could put in ideas and learn about television from a different point of view; he even had a small role that cropped up every few episodes in one of the network shows, just to keep his name out there. After a long day there, he'd make his way to rehearsal for the band and Lea would pick up Eliza. Their evenings at home always seemed to pass by in the blink of an eye: They'd cuddle on the couch and read a story or watch TV and then Eliza would be off to bed. Lea would either pass out on the couch minutes after, be sucked in by the Bravo channel, or go into work mode and check her emails like a madwoman. They hadn't even had sex in a good two weeks...and she's pregnant! The last time she was pregnant he couldn't keep the woman away!

"Say goodnight?"

Cory snapped back to reality and the two bright eyes that waited expectantly."What?"

"Say goodnight?"

"Oh! Yeah! Night, Cutie." He pecked the girl's cheek and smiled as Lea scooped her up in her arms. "Let's go sing a song and then Momma has to hit the hay herself..." She cooed, pecking Eliza's forehead and disappearing into the other room.

Cory sighed at the cat that sat at his feet and rested his head against the back of the sofa. "You've got it easy, Sheila."

As soon as Lea returned, Cory captured her on her way back to the bedroom, wrapping his arms around her waist. She let out a little "Oh!..." and Cory bent down to be at her level. "Whatchya doin' this Sunday?"

"Umm..." She pursed her lips in thought. "They're starting to plan all the press conference crazy for the album but..."

"But they don't need you there for that, do they? They'll let you know." He nestled his nose into her hair. "Spend the day with me." He could feel her cheek form into a smile and she tilted her head to glance at him. "What, like a day off?"

"Exactly. Just me and you. I have a surprise."

"Hmm...well I suppose I can pencil you in."

"You better, Boo." Cory mumbled. This was what he needed. What they needed. A break from the insane busy that seemed to run their lives. "I miss you."