A/N: I know! I took ages to update and I'm so sorry! It's just that college and home assignments have been driving me mad! And in my country, we also have this thing called "praxe", something that we do in college, that involves a lot of our free time but at the same time is incredibly fun! Not everyone is forced to go and not everybody likes it, but you only live college for the first time once, and this is an experience I want to take full advantage of. I love it!

Anyway, I'm sorry again for the lack of updates and my extremely long Author's Note. Hope you enjoy this chapter.

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Glee nor do I own any of its characters.


CHAPTER 3:

December 15th, 2031

Alpharetta, GA

Early Morning

Arianna woke up early that morning. She knew she and her family would be going to New York, and she needed to prepare her things. She got up at the speed of light, running to the bathroom before Uncle Kurt hogged it. Arianna didn't understand why he did that. He knew it was the children's bathroom!

She flushed the toilet, as Mama and Mommy often reminded her and Levi to do, and brushed her teeth. As she headed downstairs, she noticed her Mama was already in the kitchen making breakfast. Mommy used to say that Arianna and Mama Rae were "early birds" while Levi and Mommy preferred to stay up late. But today, Arianna knew her Mommy wasn't home because she wanted to finish her work as soon as possible.

"Hi Mama!", she said as she entered the kitchen.

"Hi sweetie!" Rachel said as she briefly cleaned her hand in her apron to hug her daughter, and kiss her good-morning.

"I'm so glad you're an early rise, Aree. If it wasn't for you, I'm sure I would spend my whole morning alone. Your brother, uncles and cousins are obviously too lazy to wake up at a normal hour."

Arianna giggled. Her Mama was "fudging funny", as she heard once her Aunt Santana say. She was sure at first that Aunt Santana had said another thing, but when Arianna made herself appear on the top of stairs, Mommy and Mama sent her their evil eyes, a look Levi and she would receive when they were naughty.

"What do you want for breakfast, my love?" Rachel asked, turning again to the fruit bowl she was preparing.

"Can I just have some milk and cereals, please?"

"Of course you can." Rachel smiled "Cheerios?"

Arianna nodded. Cheerios were her favorite cereals. When Aunt Brittany and Aunt Santana came to spend a few days with them for Arianna's 7th birthday on July 1st and for their 4th of July gathering, Aunt Brittany asked what everyone's favorite cereals were. Arianna answered right away that she loved Cheerios. Once again, Aunt Santana muttered "fudging iconic", or a word adults use Arianna had forgotten already. Something about her Mommy having once been a Cheerio…that perplexed Arianna. She didn't know one could be a cereal and then a mommy! Also, the word wasn't iconic, but it rhymed, and Arianna couldn't and wouldn't spend her time thinking about the word. She had better things to do.

As her Mama placed her bowl of cereals in front of her and helped onto one of the high chairs around the kitchen island, she started thinking about the days to come.

"Are you excited about your birthday, Mama?" Arianna asked and Rachel laughed.

"I am, though it's still a few days away."

"How many?"

"Let's see, today's the 15th, so 3 days." Rachel smiled.

"That's almost here!" The young girl screeched.

"True." Rachel agreed.

"How old are you turning?"

"I'll be 37-years-old."

"Wow…" Arianna said, awed "Is Mommy the same age as you?"

"Nuh-uh." Rachel said "Your Mommy turned 36 in October. Remember her birthday?"

Arianna nodded. She did remember. She had had lots of fun, and was hoping for another big celebration when her Mama celebrated her birthday.

"Are we going to see Grandpa and Pappy for your birthday?"

"Yes. If everything goes accordingly, tomorrow we'll all go to New York to their house and Aunt Santana and Aunt Brittany will meet us there. Even Grandma Judy will show up. Mommy convinced her."

Usually Judy spent the holidays with Quinn's sister, Frannie, her husband and 3 kids. But this year, they were going with Patrick's family in Vermont.

"Yay! I like when we're all together!" The young blonde said, happily.

"I know you do." Rachel smiled fondly at her daughter.

She loved her and Levi so much…like she never thought she could.

It was actually Quinn's idea to have a baby. She and her wife had been married for 4 years, when Quinn first mentioned having kids. Rachel had been home sick all day and Quinn was forced to go to work, even though she almost begged her boss to let her stay. Her wife was exhausted and Rachel, being the great wife she was and having been feeling a little better, made her some soup. Something she knew Quinn would appreciate when she was this tired and ready to go to bed. The blonde had flopped down on their bed and she spoke as she was already asleep, about having babies and everything changing when that happened. Rachel froze and couldn't sleep the rest of the night: had Quinn meant it, or was she already dreaming? Though that didn't really erase the words as they were stuck in Rachel's brain and the brunette just didn't know what to think.

Eventually, they did speak of having kids and Rachel explained she wasn't really keen on having them right away. Quinn agreed, saying they were still young and had their lives ahead of them. But still, the blonde woman didn't stop bringing the subject up. Rachel's answer continued to be no.

When Russell Fabray went to the hospital the first time and denied having Quinn visits, Rachel saw how brokenhearted her wife was. Her father was an ungrateful bastard but he was still Quinn's father. The blonde still referred to him as "daddy". Even though Rachel loved Quinn with all heart, she couldn't understand how her wife could still be so attached to a man that didn't approve of their marriage, their life choices and was a complete son-of-a-bitch! When Rachel spoke these words to Quinn, making the mistake of calling her "dense", it led to the biggest fight they ever had. Quinn left their house, refusing to talk to Rachel and went to Los Angeles, next to Santana and Brittany. The brunette followed her wife and begged her, apologizing and making declarations of undying love. Quinn cracked and Rachel made up her mind.

"Let's do it." She said that dawn, as they walked through the still quiet beaches of Beverly Hills.

"What?"

"A baby. Let's have a baby."

"Rae…" Quinn whispered.

"Baby, these days we've been separated…they…they were the hardest of my life. I'd never been so miserable… and I don't ever want to feel this way again. So, I want a baby. I want our baby."

Quinn had tears in her eyes. It had been almost a fight to convince Rachel, but when they laid eyes on Arianna, they were surrendered. Their baby was an angel. An absolute fallen angel given to them as bless. It was their job to make sure she was happy, to make sure she had everything she ever wanted and more.

Quinn gave birth to Arianna as her biological daughter and to Levi, Rachel's egg. Unfortunately, the brunette couldn't carry or conceive.

It was something it took the couple a while to accept, but now they had their two children and each other, and they meant everything to them.

As Rachel stared at her daughter devour her cereals, she couldn't help but to rejoice the decision she had made years ago, on that beach. And in a few days, with whole family reunited in New York, she knew it would be Heaven on Earth.


So, I'm not sure if I'm happy with this. It gave me quite a hard time to write but I hope you liked it!

A question: is it even possible to say: "having been feeling"? It doesn't sound right.

R&R, please :D

Xx, MissAMSousa