The wind could be heard swirling dangerously outside as heavy droplets of rain pattered loudly against the large glass windows lining one side of Bridget's expensive apartment. The excited chatter filled the classy room as Bridget casually sipped a glass of champagne on the sofa accompanied by Kurt, Rachel, Santanna, Brittany and a still growing tiny grey and white kitten.

Kurt was perched next to Bridget leaning in enthusiastically listen to Rachel's rushed chatter who was sitting on the edge of the coffee table. Santanna was standing behind the sofa sipping her champagne every time Rachel launched into a new chapter of her ever-changing life. Unconsciously Santanna's finger's found a strand of Bridget's long silky hair and began teasingly tracing it along the top of the sofa for Gracie to chase.

At the small tug of her hair Bridget looked up and playfully pouted at Santanna's grinning face.

Quinn was standing by the island on the other side of the room happily chatting to Mike and Tina who were both seemingly enjoying the gathering Bridget and Quinn had planned for their announcement. Blaine was sat on the floor searching through Bridget's wide array of CD's with little Maddie sat comfortably in his crossed legs. It made Kurt slightly more eager to start a family of their own one day.

The long modern dining table was set tastefully to the left of the large open space right next to the gorgeous windows overlooking the buzzing city and occasional spot of greenery. The glass covered fire was roaring furiously in the centre of the spacious living area warming the apartment with the smoky, wintery scent of pine wood as everyone dug their toes into the soft fur rug and sipped on glasses of expensive champagne or red wine.

"You guy's ready to tell them?" Bridget muttered under her breath as she approached Quinn, Mike and Tina in the dark wooden kitchen area. Wrapping her arms around the blonde and smiling as Quinn leaned back into her she reached over and placed her glass on the central island. The strong scent of Quinn's freshly shampooed hair caught Bridget's attention as the blonde swirled round in her arms and wrapped her own arms around Bridget's neck.

"I'm ready." Quinn smiled, gently pecking Bridget's red lips as she tugged her girlfriend's hand towards the prepared table.

"You sure?" Mike murmured, running his free hand through his hair as he followed Quinn over to the table hand in hand with Tina.

He wanted everyone to know their news, the fact that the four of them were coming together in a way he never could have anticipated, but he had a small worry that their friends may not understand and with Rachel's new boyfriend added to the mix as well as Olivia, Serena and Alex he felt even more nervous.

"I'm sure Mike. I really want our friends to know. They've become like family to me now and I want them to know that soon there'll be another little edition to this dysfunctional but pretty perfect family." She smiled so brightly Mike was caught off guard for a second as happiness radiated of her.

Perhaps the drunken night in San Francisco wasn't such a bad idea after all.

"Right everyone, I apologise in advance for my cooking!" Bridget grinned, standing behind the sofa and gesturing for everyone to join Quinn, Mike, Tina and Blaine at the table. Little Maddie came running towards her, arms outstretched as she abandoned the kitten in favour of her Aunt B. Scoping the adorable girl into her arms Bridget pressed a kiss to her forehead and carried her towards the table placing her daintily between her and Quinn who immediately helped the little girl get comfortable.

"It all smells great." Blaine enthused, rubbing his hands together as he sat opposite Maddie, his back to the massive windows. She immediately giggled at Blaine and poked her tongue out, giggling louder when he tormented her back playfully.

"She's gorgeous." Bridget smiled to Rachel who just beamed back in response sitting to what would be Bridget's right.

"It really does!" Brittany grinned, happily sitting with Santanna and entwining their hands under the table.

"Bridget followed the recipe religiously." Quinn chuckled to the guests who all laughed in response. They could vision the brunette stressing over every detail and then at the last minute deciding she didn't care anymore and shoving it in the oven.

The chatter continued as everyone settled into their seats, the happy atmosphere filling the room as Bridget and Olivia retrieved the large platters of food and placed them neatly onto the table.

"Wow Bridget." Quinn chuckled as the model placed a couple more smaller dishes onto the table and thanked Olivia before graciously returning to her seat. "It all looks incredible baby."

"Thank you." Bridget whispered smiling into a gentle kiss.

Turning to face everyone, a massive smile across Quinn's face as she watched everyone tuck into the delicious food layed out in front of them, she shared a knowing smile with Bridget and Mike before tucking in to the array of food herself.

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Time passed rapidly as if not enough time could ever be granted as the newly formed, dysfunctional family happily got lost in intriguing conversations during their unusually civilised evening. Bridget and Quinn had thanked everyone for coming and Maddie had even attempted to deliver her own incredibly cute speech stating out much she loved all her new Aunties and Uncles. She was now sitting on Bridget's lap, her head resting peacefully against Bridget's chest as her long eyelashes flittered open and closed signalling her defeat for the evening as Bridget swayed gently to smooth the young girl into a deep sleep.

"You never told us what all this was for?" Santanna inquired placing her glass down and glancing round the table.

"Well actually we do have something to say." Quinn grinned shyly, suddenly apprehensive as she stood and Mike followed on cue. Bridget smiled up at her from her seat and reached out to squeeze her hand supportively, a happy smile creeping across both of their faces.

"What is it?" Brittany clapped excitedly sensing their excitement. Unable to contain her own as she took in the four smiling faces.

"Shhh." Bridget chuckled softly, looking down to check that Maddie hadn't stirred.

"Do you want to say it?" Quinn smiled to Mike, her eyes warming as he nodded and smiled back at her.

"Okay." His smile broadened as he took in all the eager waiting faces staring at him in suspense. It was then that both Santanna and Kurt gasped putting the pieces together.

"Oh my god!" Santanna yelled before clamping her hands over her mouth.

"I think Santanna may have figured it out." Mike laughed softly gesturing to the shocked Latina who was desperately trying not to give it away. "Same with Kurt." He gestured to the elaborate man whose eyes were wide with a mixture of surprise and happiness.

"It's true." Quinn confirmed, laughing happily unable to keep the suspense going any longer as Santanna ran towards her and hugged her tightly followed by Kurt who then attempted a manly celebratory hug with Mike.

"Oh my gosh!" Rachel suddenly shrieked officially awakening Maddie who snuggled deeper into Bridget's warm arms.

"I'm going to go and put Maddie to bed." Bridget chuckled over the noise to Quinn, carefully rising from her seat with the tiny girl wrapped in her arms and manoeuvring them carefully though the sudden mess of screaming, excited adults.

Content with their reactions Bridget smiled warmly, chuckling to herself lightly as she reached the bedroom with Maddie clinging onto her tightly, adorably wiping sleep from her eyes as her dishevelled brown curls bounced and her eyes adjusted to the light.

"Shh it's okay baby girl." Bridget whispered into her hair, rubbing her back soothingly as the young girl buried her head back into the crook of her neck. "Bedtime."

Not wanting to awaken the girl any further by attempting to brush her pearl white teeth or change Maddie into pyjamas she gently layed the girl down onto the spare bed and brushed a few stray curls from her face, kissing her cheek softly before pulling the duvet over her tiny frame and turning on the bedside lamp.

"She's beautiful." Quinn's soft whisper tickled Bridget's neck as she crept behind her and gently took Bridget's hand in her own.

"She really is." Bridget sighed, watching a Quinn knelt beside the bed and smiled at the sleeping girl's flushed pink cheeks and pretty curls. The delightful little girl reminded her so much of how she imagined Bridget to be when she was young and just being there watching the girl drift peacefully into dreams whilst she held Bridget's hand made Quinn even more desperate for their own little one to arrive.

She stood up and rested her head on Bridget's shoulder, revelling in the silence surrounding them as the celebration continued down the hall. "Do you think this little one will be a girl?" Quinn whispered, running her hand over a slightly exposed bump which was still relatively unnoticeable.

"Whether we have a boy or a girl I know they'll be absolutely gorgeous." Bridget smiled wrapping her arm around Quinn's waist and pulling her closer. "I hope the baby will have your green eyes. I love them."

"Just like your eyes." Quinn's hushed voice was filled with love as she smiled down at Maddie picturing their own little son or daughter in her place, holding onto her thumb as they stared up at them through big bold eyes and smiled an adorable toothless smile.

"Hmm."

"I suppose we should get back out there. Champagne won't drink itself and by the way you're going you're drinking for both of us tonight." Quinn chuckled tapping Bridget's ass playfully.

"Sounds like you're trying to get me drunk Quinn Fabray." Bridget winked in the ridiculously sexy way that never failed to arouse Quinn, pulling her towards the door and switching of the light.

"Sure thing sexy!"

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"How are those hangovers coming along?" Olivia smirked wiping down the bar that Santanna and Bridget were currently lounging on, groaning any time they were required to move a muscle.

The bar had been closed for the first time in three years the previous night yet somehow Bridget and Santanna were the ones paying for it and Olivia had left the apartment that morning with no trace of a hangover at all much to the other girls' annoyance!

"Kill me now." Bridget groaned in response, lifting one side of the chilled flannel from her brow. Even with her hair tied in a messy bun, a loose yellow top that hung just above her toned stomach which hung of off one shoulder, and short shorts that she'd normally sleep in she still looked totally bang-able in Santanna's opinion.

"Me too." Santanna moaned, slowly dragging her legs over the bar and removing the flannel from her brow as she sat up. "I know I'm a light weight but what happened to you last night B?"

"God knows. I didn't even feel that drunk." Bridget sighed, readjusting the flannel as Olivia chuckled at the two girls. Bridget had never suffered from a hangover since she'd known her and although Santanna was the light weight out of the girl's she only ever seen the Latina with a hangover once.

"Wine does that." Olivia smirked, smiling at the zombie figures each leaning against the beams on the bar.

"Clearly." Bridget groaned, pouting when she felt the small, playful smack of a cloth against her thigh. "Is the bar seriously open tonight?"

"Course girlies. Think I'd lose out on two nights of money in a row and let down my regulars? No."

"Damn you." Santanna growled earning a rough chuckle as Olivia prepared two shots. Neither girl bothered arguing and didn't question the sound of clinking around them until the pretty older blonde slammed the shots onto the bar and smirked.

"Drink up ladies."

"Really? You going to get me drunk again? Really Olivia… I thought you had more taste than that." Santanna scolded jokily, pointing at the girl with her compromised vision and flinching when she moved to suddenly as her head spun.

"No girl's this will help." Olivia grinned, pushing the shots closer to each girl and challenging them to down the contents.

"Worth a try." Bridget shrugged, removing the flannel and sitting up to receive the shot. "Get it down you." She smirked to Santanna who still seemed repulsed by the strong scent of alcohol.

"Damn you Britain." Santanna growled, grabbing the shot glass and connecting their eyes in friendly rivalry as they each lifted the shot to their lips.

"One… Two…Three."

"Arghh, so bloody strong!" Santanna groaned wiping her lips before a grin broke out across her full lips. "I've just remembered something by the way."

"Oh yeah?" Bridget answered robotically, lying back against the beam and placing the flannel back across her dark eyes.

"Yes, I have a business proposition for you Britain."

"Oh do you now baby? If it's about the studio I'm one step ahead."

"Damn!"