Ordinary Girl: Chapter 21 - One year later

ONE YEAR LATER...

QUINN'S POV:

I trip over something hard and noisy the second I step out of bed. "Damn it!" I curse in the darkness before sitting on the foot of my bed and cradling my foot. Rachel flicks the lamp on before sitting up, rubbing her sleepy eyes.

"What is it?" Her scratchy voice rings through my ears.

My jaw clenches. I trip over a damn toy every day of my life. "Your son left his fuckin' toys laying around in here! Again!"

My fiancée ties her hair up and puts my glasses over her eyes before stepping out of our comfy bed. "I'll clean it up." She grabs the pile of noisy toys on the floor before setting them down on our dresser. A groan escapes me as I hear Gabriel cry through the baby monitor. "I'll take care of him."

I watch Rachel leave the room before growling into my hands. It's Tuesday, it's winter and I'm exhausted. I've always known parenthood was going to be hard but I never expected it to have this big of an impact on my school life. It's my senior year now and I'm barely keeping a B average. Between work, school, and Gabriel it's a miracle me and Rachel get to spend any time together.

A lot has changed over the last year. My dad confessed to cheating on my mother to her and they've since gone to counseling. Rachel and her father have bonded; they still aren't that close but they're getting there. And Shelby got a new boyfriend and they recently started living together.

"Momma!" My son laughs, running into my room in just his diaper.

"Gabriel Elijah Fabray! Get back here and get dressed this instant!" Rachel yells chasing after him.

He giggles and wraps his arms around my neck and lifting his legs off the ground, forcing me to hold him and place him on my knee. "Why aren't you behaving for mommy?" I question him as he continues to laugh.

The mother of said child walks into our room, shaking her head with an angry look on her face. "Get your child dressed." She hisses before throwing his clothes at me and storming into the master bathroom. It's a frequent routine in the morning. Gabe hates getting dressed.

Oh, in case I forgot to mention, we've recently moved. That's right, Puck, Rachel and me... and Gabe of course moved from our tiny apartment and into a three bedroom rental house. It's nothing fancy but it has more space for us and its closer to school and my parents' house. Rachel and me got the master, Puck got the room in the attic and Gabriel got the room across the hall from us.

Money is tight sometimes but we manage. "Look what you did." I say to Gabe, who just smiles this 100 watt Rachel Berry smile at me. "Now mommy is mad at the both of us."

"Uh-oh." Gabriel says with a look on innocence in his eyes. As I watch him chew on his fingers I hear the shower start indicating that my fiancée is getting ready for school.

I smile softly in spite of myself and nod, making him stand on the ground between my legs so I can dress him. "Uh-oh is right. When mommy isn't happy, nobody is happy."

My blonde boy nods, mimicking me with his mouth open for no reason. "No happy." He shakes his head, nibbling on his fingers. He recently turned sixteen months old and he looks more like me every day, just with Rachel's skin tone and stunning smile.

Rachel and Shelby got his blonde hair cut into a fauxhawk a few days ago which makes him look even more adorable than he is and his green hazel eyes are piercing to whoever looks at them. "Fingers out your mouth, Gabe." He listens and raises his arms up in the air as I slip his brown polo on him and fixing the collar. Mr. Berry bought Gabe a lot of nice clothes for his birthday, something both Rachel and myself were thankful for. "You ready to go spend the day with Maw Maw?"

He nods, smiling wide again. He loves my mom to death because all she does is spoil him. I straighten out his khaki pants before holding them open for him to step into. "No."

I give him a look and he pouts. God, he looks just like his mother when he does that. "If you keep pouting like that I'll give you a reason to pout."

His eyes widen before getting into his pants. He knows I mean business when I threaten to spank him. He's grown extremely attached to Rachel, preferring her to anyone else, but he has his moments where he likes to cause chaos and run to me. Most of his teeth are in but he's still got three more that have yet to cut through. He hates strangers and is scared of the dark but he loves animals and music as well as all of his toys. He's starting to become his own person, with this quirky yet amazing personality. I love every second of watching him grow up.

"Baby!" I hear my girl yell from the shower.

I pick up Gabe in my arms and walk into the steamy room. "Yeah?"

"Put him in his high chair and feed him. Please?"

My jaw drops. "I just dressed him. Can't we make my mom feed him breakfast when we take him there?"

She scoffs from in the shower. "If we want to ruin his schedule then of course we could but I thought we agreed that a child needs a proper day-to-day schedule and if we allow your mother to feed him it will throw him off!"

"Uh-oh." Gabe says.

When I look at his sweet face I can't help but smile. "You're right. What was I thinking?" My eyes roll.

Rachel pokes her head out of the shower, her hair all soapy at the top of her head. She waves to our son. "Hey handsome."

Gabriel smiles big and giggles. "Hi mommy!"

My fiancée shoots me a glare. "Feed him."

"I'm going. I'm going." I sigh before stepping out of the room and heading to the kitchen.

Once I arrive in there I sit Gabriel in his high chair and put a bib on him before getting the Yogurt, pineapple pieces, and Cheerios out to feed him.

"Yum!" Puck says as he walks into the kitchen. The mohauwked boy grabs a box of apple juice out of the fridge and drinks it and I get Gabe's breakfast ready. "What's for my breakfast?"

"Whatever you decide to make." I tell him, handing Gabe a green spoon. I watch as he picks up his small Yogurt cup and starts munching away. He'll be covered in food by the time he's done.

Puck scoffs and chugs down the apple juice before throwing it away. "That's not fair. You made Gabe breakfast."

I roll my eyes, smiling. "That's because I created Gabe while fucking your sister. If my memory serves me correctly, I didn't create you while fucking your sister."

"Language!" My little diva scolds with a light smile on my face as she walks into the kitchen in simply a towel. I swallow thickly, feeling my dick twitch in my sweat pants.

"Sorry." I apologize as Puck gags at the image of me and his sister making love.

Rachel pecks my lips quickly. "Forgiven. Showers free." She informs me before she starts to pay attention to Gabriel. "You miss mommy?"

The last thing I see is Gabe nodding with his spoon in his mouth before I go to shower.

RACHEL'S POV:

"Mommy loves you, okay?" I tell Gabriel, kneeling in front of him as Quinn talks to her mom about Russell.

Gabe grins big and nods as he sucks on his paci. "Otay."

I pucker my lips and my blonde little man takes his paci out of his mouth and places a sloppy kiss on my lips before wrapping his arms around my neck tightly in a hug. I hug him back tight, ruffling his fauxhauwked hair before letting go. "I love you, Gabe."

"I laa you, mommy."

I grab his face, peppering kisses all over it, causing him to giggle before kissing his hair. "Go see Maw Maw."

He takes off running before I even stand up. I watch Quinn say goodbye to him before we leave. Once we get to school, Quinn tangles our fingers together. "So, how are you and Kurt doing with the wedding plans?"

I groan loudly as we make our way inside. No one really bothers us or taunts us anymore, probably because when they did Quinn's dad would sew them for harassment. "They would be going better if you helped at all."

She laughs softly, shaking her head. "Nope. That's the reward I get for proposing. I don't have to plan the wedding at all."

My eyes roll before letting go of her hand and opening my locker. "If I knew that's how things worked, I would of proposed."

"Oh my God, you're going to love me more than you love Quinn once I tell you this!" Kurt squeals happily as he approaches us.

My fiancée raises an eyebrow at my best gay as I get my books out of my locker. "I doubt it," I inform him. "but spill."

"How would you feel about a two week honeymoon in Paris!"

I freeze in shock while Quinn's jaw drops. "W-what?" My girlfriend asks in surprise.

Kurt laughs. "Your dad," he points to me. "and his husband set it up."

"They're paying for half the wedding already." Quinn speaks up. "And the wedding is in New York already. They're paying for the hotel everyone is staying in and they're paying for the reception at Palm house. We're not taking the honey moon." She looks at me. "We're not, baby."

I chew on my bottom lip. "It sounds nice." I shrug.

"You can't just tell them no." Kurt steps in.

"Oh, I can tell them no. Trust me."

I place a hand on my baby's shoulder to calm her down. I know she hates when people give a free hand outs. They only reason she's letting our parents split the wedding costs is because it's a tradition that everyone insisted on. "Baby, if my father already bought it-"

"No." She says firmly.

"Firstly baby, don't cut me off." I tell her, getting slightly angry myself. "Secondly, you have no say in the wedding as you point out most of the time so don't tell me what my father can and cannot pay for. You don't have the only say in this relationship."

She scoffs. "Trust me, Rachel with you there's no mistaking that I don't have the only say."

Thankfully, Kurt cuts both of us off. "Whoa there girls, I figured you would be happy."

"You'll have to excuse my future wife, Kurt." I say. "She got off on the wrong side of the bed this morning."

Quinn rolls her eyes at me. "Walk to class yourself." She mutters before storming off towards class.

Kurt watches her leave before looking at me with wide eyes. "Wow."

A secret smirk escapes me. "Want to know a secret?"

He nods, suddenly happy again. "Always."

"Quinn planned us a two week honey moon cruise to Hawaii."

His eyes light up. "Oh my gosh! That's so romantic! Wait, how do you know?"

I smile wide. "Judy told me. She couldn't keep it to herself."

He puts his hand on his hip. "So you allowed her to bitch me out, caused a fight between you two, and watched her storm off knowing why she's so upset. Why did you fight with her about it?"

I smile. "She's really hot when she's turned on."

The bell rings, causing me to shut my locker and head to class, Kurt following behind me. "Speaking of, are you two still with holding from sex?"

I nod, smiling proudly. "We are."

Kurt and I watch as Quinn storms past us, Santana smirking as she walks with her. "You're torturing the poor girl."

A scoff escapes me as we enter our class. "I resent that. It's hard for me to control my hormones as well. You have no idea how much I'd love to strip her down and take her big di-"

"Yikes!" Kurt cuts me off. "Please do not continue. Virgin ears in the room."

We take our seats right next to one another. "I apologize." I tell him, re-gathering myself. "You just have no idea how hard it is to sneak in sex when you have a baby and right when we started getting good at it, Judy made me feel all guilty and told me that to wait until after the wedding to have sex again, that way it will be special."

"She has a point."

"Shut-up."

"Miss Berry, quiet down please." The teacher says before starting the lesson.

Halfway through I feel my phone vibrate. Usually students aren't allowed to answer during class but when I see its Judy I have to answer. "Hello?" I say gently and the teacher glares at me.

"Rachel dear, you need to get Quinn and come to the emergency room now."

My teacher holds her hand out for my phone as the class looks at me. "Rachel, no phones in class."

"Is Gabe okay!" I question, already packing my things up.

Judy is crying over the phone. "Just come to the emergency room."

"Tell Gabe that I'll be there soon." I hang up and stand up. "I'm sorry, I have to go."

I'm out of the classroom before my teacher can stop me. My little boy better be okay. I don't know what I'll do if he's not...

I know it's been FOREVER since I updated and I apologize. My wife and I have been having a tough time with trying to get her pregnant. She had a miscarriage recently but she's pregnant now (with my baby :D) and everything is going good so far. I deleted the story Love Vs. Life because too much is happening for me to keep up with two stories but I refuse to give up on this one.

Tell me what you think of Judy's horrible idea of waiting to have sex until after the wedding and what you think happened to poor Gabriel. :(

I'll be updating sometime this week because I'm back at work so I'll be bored.

Review for me! :)