Epilogue
It was almost three months later to the day when a haggard looking Rachel staggered into school wearing gold star pajamas, a housecoat and slippers with her hair in disarray. Puck was the first person from Glee to see her.
"Hey, Rach. You look like shit. Is everything okay?" She couldn't be bothered to glare at him for pointing out the obvious.
"No." She grabbed his arm and dragged him around the corner to a less busy hall. "I need you to find Santana and meet me in the choir room as soon as possible."
His brow furrowed in confusion. "What for?"
"Never mind that, just do it." And she was gone.
When he walked into the choir room followed by a vaguely annoyed looking Santana, it didn't take long before he spotted Rachel looking despondent and sitting on a stool.
"Okay, what's the big deal?" Santana asked, only to be interrupted by Rachel getting up and handing her a piece of white plastic. "The fuck?"
Puck's eyes widened as he recognized the home pregnancy test. "Holy shit, Rach! You're knocked up?"
Rachel couldn't speak for once in her life. She just nodded slowly, looking down at the ground.
Santana snorted and tossed the stick back to her. "So? Why am I here?"
Rachel sighed exasperatedly. "Because it's entirely possible you and or Noah is the father, Santana! Honestly!"
"Not possible." She folded her arms and glared at her. "You're on birth control."
"And no form of birth control is one hundred percent effective!"
"This is fucking great!"
They both turned to glare at the grinning young man. "What?"
"Babies! Come on, Rach! It'll be good! My pool cleaning business is doing good and I'll totally be a good dad. I don't even care if the kid is San's. Just give it a chance. Please?"
She sighed and Santana cut in. "You're not seriously considering this, are you?"
"Don't start. It's my body and future at stake here," Rachel pointed out. "I was merely informing the two of you as you are the only sexual partners I've ever had. And I had you at the same time."
"So we both could be your baby daddy?" Puck asked musingly. "Cool. Weird and freaky, but cool. Come on, San..."
She rolled her eyes but threw up her arms in exasperated surrender. "Oh fine, whatever. We can do the creepy family thing with Berry. God, the things I do for amazing sex..."
Neither girl was expecting Puck to pull both of them into a hug, but when Rachel smiled shyly at Santana, she found herself smiling back. Under her special underwear, her cock twitched slightly at the intoxicating smell of her lovers surrounding her. Maybe this whole family thing wouldn't be so bad after all.
Rachel cuddled into the arms of her lovers and sighed happily. She ignored the nagging thought about how she'd been off birth control for almost a year. Everything had gone exactly to plan.
And if there was one thing Rachel Berry was good at, it was planning.
(A/N: Hope everyone enjoyed this! On to Variation B now!)
