Questioning Truths

Rating: R/NC-17 (PG-13 this chapter)

Epilogue

…

Three months later

"Where the hell is she," Quinn screamed as another contraction kicked in.

"We're trying, Quinn," Brittany tried to soothe the girl.

"Rachel, get your ass over here. I'm having your babies," the pregnant blonde projected to her absent mate.

"I've tried her cell again, and I've been calling her telepathically," Santana said calmly as she entered the room. "No answer. I've also called Shelby and Rachel's dads. They're on their way to the airport as we speak."

"At least some people in Rachel's gene pool know how to answer a call," Quinn growled.

"Shh," the alpha said to Quinn. "She'll be here. It'll be alright." "Rachel, where are you," she silently added to the diva.

…

The petite diva collapsed as her orgasm shook her body. The blonde boy rolled off from on top of her and into his mate's arms.

Just as Rachel's body relaxed, several voices filled her head.

"Rachel, your mate needs you now," Santana stressed.

"Honey, is everything okay? How's Quinn doing with the babies," Shelby cooed.

"Answer me, Rachel," her alpha commanded.

"I thought you would care more about the woman who is about to deliver your children any minute now," Quinn screamed.

Rachel gasped at all the intrusions and rolled over, falling off the bed and onto the floor.

Both Jesse and Sam were knocked out of their reveries by the thump, and looked over at the girl concerned.

"I have to go," Rachel explained as she quickly pulled on her clothes. "Quinn's in labor."

The boys quickly looked at each other before they pulled on their own clothes.

"We're coming with you," Jesse announced.

…

"Baby," Rachel cooed, when she got to the hospital.

"Where the hell have you been," the pregnant blonde yelled at her.

"I'm sorry."

"I've been calling you. And Santana and Brittany have been calling you. And you ignored everything."

"I didn't ignore it. I didn't hear it."

"How could you possibly not hear our voices in your head?"

"Because I wasn't me. I was acting as a surrogate. I was with Jesse and Sam."

"Great! So while I was screaming in pain, you were off…Ah," Quinn screamed, quickly grabbing and squeezing her mate's hand."

"Baby, you're hurting me."

"Contractions fucking suck. Just wait until they knock you up."

Rachel swallowed audibly.

…

"Okay," the nurse stated, ushering everyone out of the room. "We are about ready to go so let's head into the delivery room."

"Ready, baby," Rachel cooed. Quinn just nodded and grabbed her mate's hand for dear life. "I'm going to be right here, I promise." The brunette winced, but gritted her teeth and walked along as the blonde was rolled into delivery.

…

Brittany, Santana, Jesse, and Sam moved to the waiting room, as Rachel and Quinn headed for delivery.

"I still don't get why Rachel didn't respond when we were calling her," Santana stated.

"Baby, that's because she couldn't hear us," the alpha explained.

"How is that?"

"Because when she was acting as a surrogate for Jesse and Sam, she wasn't Rachel Berry, my second-in-command and Quinn's mate. She was just a wolf that was completely compatible with Jesse and Sam. Rachel disappeared until the deed was done. Once the ritual was complete, Rachel returned and got the messages that we left. I can imagine that it was rough coming back to have your head bombarded by voices."

"Why does that happen," Jesse asked. "I mean, I noticed that Rachel wasn't quite acting like herself when she was with us. And when I was with Quinn and Rachel, I didn't feel like myself either. I was just so driven, it was weird."

"I think that it's so the ritual doesn't get interrupted. If Rachel left in the middle of it then the ritual would be incomplete. If interrupted, it could potentially break the surrogate bond, and they wouldn't be able to use each other anymore. Or if Rachel did manage to conceive, the child could be half hers and half one of the boy's. It's all weird. Magic isn't an exact science."

With that, Rachel's voice filled everyone's heads. "Our son is here. Charlie Jesse."

"He gets his middle name from me," the curly haired brunette beamed.

"Well, you are responsible for this," Santana said sarcastically.

…

"Come on, Quinn," the doctor encouraged, "one last push."

With a scream, the blonde squeezed Rachel's hand as she pushed out her daughter. They were met with a loud scream from the baby.

"And here she is," the doctor smiled, showing them their little girl before a nurse took her to get cleaned up.

"And here's Beth Shelby," Rachel projected to the others, smiling.

…

"They really are beautiful," Shelby said to the dotting mothers holding their children. "May I?"

Rachel smiled and handed off her daughter to her mother.

"Oh, you are a cutie. Grandma's going to spoil you so badly."

"Don't you have your own son to spoil, mom," Rachel chided.

"She might," Elias interrupted. "But we don't." He cooed over the baby in Quinn's arms, which was being handed over to his husband.

"Cute little pups," the alpha smirked, putting her hand over her mate's stomach protectively. "Soon, we'll have our pup, too. Oh and, hopefully Jesse and Sam got Rachel pregnant and they'll be another pup."

"For an alpha that didn't want pups, you're awful excited about them now, Brit," Santana smirked.

"That's because I don't have to worry about the whole New York pack anymore. It's just us. Though the us seems to be growing. But, I'm happy. And she's happy. I can't ask for much else. Can you?"

Santana smiled, looking at most of her extended family. Jackson, Elias, and Shelby were busy fussing over the babies and taking pictures while Rachel cuddled Quinn. Jesse and Sam just stood by, watching Rachel carefully, and clearly hoping that she conceived. The Latina leaned back into her own mate, and gently kissed her. "No, I don't believe I can."