This is the last chapter. I hope you guys liked the whole story :)
Quinn felt paralyzed. Like she was stuck to the bed. She could easily open her eyes if she wanted to, but she cascaded them closed and let the darkness drown and wash upon her. She felt sweat carry along her eyebrows, before she bolted so her back was arched off the bed and she held her gut.
"Baby? You okay?" Quinn heard. She finally opened her eyes, and looked to her left to see Rachel with a concerned look on her face. She looked lower down to see a tiny baby being fed by Rachel's breast in the dark.
"What happened?" Quinn asked, looking around.
"What do you mean, babe?" Rachel asked. She reached out her hand to touch Quinn's shoulder.
"You, you were in a car accident and your mind, you turned into a baby, and Brittany did to, and me and Santana, we had to take care of you guys and change your diapers and and-" Quinn stopped looking scared.
"Sweetie, I think you had a bad dream," Rachel said, stroking Quinn's cheek while moving the baby to a more comftorable position.
"Yeah, yeah. I must've. It felt so real though," Quinn said before everything came back to her. Her and Rachel's realtionship in college, getting married, Rachel having baby Cara a month ago. "Here, let me burp her."
"Are you sure?" Rachel asked, eyebrows going up. "You never want to burp her in fear of her puking on you."
"Yeah, I'm sure. My dream gave me some reassurance that it's okay," Quinn said, smiling, and opening her arms to let the little blonde haired baby collect herself in her arms. She slid the burping cloth over her shoulder and patted the small of the baby's back. A tiny burp escaped the lips of the young girl.
"That's momma's litle girl," Rachel said, smiling before stroking the child's cheek.
"Everything in life happens for a reason," Quinn whispered to Rachel.
"What?" Rachel asked, taking the baby back in her arms to rock her to sleep.
"Everything in life happens for a reason. I've got to make a call, sweetie. I'll be back in five minutes," Quinn said before kissing Rachel and quickly grabbing her cell phone and climbing out of bed.
"Quinn?" Santana asked, picking up the line. "I was just about to call you. I had the strangest dream."
"Was it about Rachel and Brittany being turned into babies and us being their mothers, by any fact? And you telling me everything in life happens for a reason?" Quinn asked, smirking.
"Yes, how on earth did you know that?" Santana asked, baffled.
"I had the same dream," Quinn said. "But I woke up in time to know that everything in life really does happen for a reason. I have Rachel and Cara."
"And I have Brittany and Talia," Santana said. "I've got to get back to bed."
"Me too. We'll talk about this soon," Quinn said.
"Good plan. Night." Santana said.
"Night," Quinn repeated, turning off her cell phone.