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You can call me Satan
Shelby and Richard dropped Jackson and Beth off at Quinn's at 6PM. Rachel and Quinn were alone in the Fabray house. Brittany and Santana were out (because Santana "doesn't do kids") as was Judy, and Fran was with Eli.
"Thanks again. And don't hesitate to call if you need anything." Shelby said anxiously.
Rachel rolled her eyes. "We'll be fine!"
Shelby hurried over to kiss Beth goodbye (who was in Quinn's arms) and then hugged Rachel. Quinn watched the scene amused. When Richard and Shelby were gone, Quinn asked Rachel. "So when did that development happen?"
Rachel's eyebrows furrowed in confusion.
"She hugged you."
"Oh, I hugged her first. When she came over on Wednesday."
Quinn nodded then focused her attention on Beth. "So, how about I entertain Beth and you entertain Jackson?"
"How's that sound, buddy?" Rachel grinned at the little dark haired boy, who smiled widely and nodded at her.
"I think someone else has a crush on my girlfriend." Quinn baby-talked to Beth as she swayed the blonde on her hips.
Rachel smiled, and then squatted down eye level with Jackson. "So here's the deal. I brought over some walkie talkie's I recently used on a…stakeout." She blushed when she caught Quinn looking at her. "And I thought we could pretend that we're on a recon mission and need to gain some intelligence."
The boy stared at her wide eyed.
"Rach, he's six. He doesn't know recon or intelligence."
Rachel sighed. "We're going to take these walkie talkies and find some stuff. We might play hide and seek with them later. Got it?"
The boy nodded happily as Rachel handed him his device and he turned it on and tested it out.
"Ok, soldier. Let's go!"
And they were off. Apparently without Quinn's knowledge, Rachel hid stuff around the house and made a scavenger hunt of sorts for the boy. She watched them bemused as the boy led Rachel away in search for the first supply…food.
"I know, isn't she crazy?" Quinn was playfully talking to Beth. "But we love her anyway don't we? She's your sister you know. I don't want to think about trying to explain your family tree when all that comes up, but yeah, she's kind of amazing. You'll be lucky to have her in your life."
Rachel was running around the house with Jackson. He was gathering the necessary supplies for whatever it was Rachel had planned. Quinn could see a box of crackers, something that looked like an antenna, some batteries, a camera, and before she could make out anymore they were off again. Quinn just shook her head and continued to play with Beth.
About an hour later, Jackson and Rachel gathered around the kitchen table. Jackson happily snacking on the items they gathered (crackers, fruit, and a water) while they tried to assemble a radio/com device that Rachel was surprisingly adept at. "You never know when the world may end and zombies take over and you need to know not only first aid, but proper survival such as…"
Quinn drowned Rachel's explanation out while she watched Jackson hang on the brunette's every word. She was amazed at how much the girl could do. Even if she wasn't completely in love with the girl, the idea that she could change her own tire, and her oil, apparently clean and shoot a gun (according to her ramblings tonight), perform first aid and CPR, and create a proper communication device from scratch, was something that was good to have around. You know in case zombies did invade…
At about 8:00, Beth was properly tired. Jackson was sitting on the couch while Quinn and Rachel were singing to Beth trying to coax her to sleep. They finally got her sleeping a half hour later. Jackson looked at the girls sleepily. "Will you keep singing?"
Quinn smirked at the beaming smile on Rachel's face. Really, did someone just ask Rachel Barbara Berry to keep singing? They sang until he was asleep just after 9PM. The girls smiled to themselves at a job well done.
Rachel cleaned up after herself, while Quinn decided to help her. They spoke in whispers. "Watching you with him today, you were amazing Rach."
"Thanks. I always wished I had siblings I could dote over. I babysat a lot but it wasn't the same."
Quinn nodded thoughtfully. They were embraced in a comfortable silence for awhile, before Rachel dared to speak again.
"Quinn?"
"Yeah?"
"Would you ever want to have anymore kids?" Rachel asked it quietly and so completely out of the blue that Quinn dropped whatever was in her hands.
"Wow, Quinn I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring it up; I'm sure with you just getting to know Beth that you probably don't even want to think…"
Quinn's lips were on Rachel's, effectively taking the breath from her lungs and swallowing the words that were destined to continue to tumble out. When they pulled away breathlessly, Quinn smiled at her girlfriend. "I want it all with you, Rachel. A family, a life. Everything. Believe me; a future with you is always on my mind. I have names picked out and…"
Rachel claimed Quinn's lips in a searing kiss equal to the one Quinn just gave her. She pulled away with a smirk. "I can definitely see the appeal of shutting someone up with a kiss."
Quinn rolled her eyes. They began cleaning up some more, before they went upstairs to change for bed. They brought the baby monitor with them so they could hear if the kids woke up.
It was nearing 10PM when Santana walked through the front door. She saw the kids asleep in the living room but saw no sign of the babysitters. She rolled her eyes, before sitting on the couch. The TV was playing quietly in the background, so she surfed through the channels. The movement must have woken Jackson, because his eyes popped open and he looked at Santana strangely.
"Where's Rachel? And Quinn?"
"You don't wanna know, pipsqueak."
As soon as Rachel heard Santana's voice come over the baby monitor she attempted to hurry out of the bedroom, but was stopped by Quinn before she got out the door. "Just wait and see how it goes."
Rachel pursed her lips together in a pout, but remained unmoving. Seeing how Santana treated a kid was like waiting to see how a lion treated a fawn. It was death to the poor unsuspecting Bambi.
"You're Rachie's friend, right?" He asked as he rubbed his tired eyes.
"Rachie huh? Can I steal that name from you kiddo? I'm sure the hobbit will love it."
"What's a hobbit?"
"Rachel."
"Oooh, can I call her a hobbit then?"
Quinn tried to stifle a laugh while Rachel looked almost ready to stomp her foot and perform a diva storm out.
"I bet she'd love that!" Santana said evilly though to Jackson it just sounded playful.
He smiled happily. "So what's your name then?"
"Santana."
The boy nodded, and seemed to be trying the name out on his lips. "Satan?"
Rachel's frown disappeared as she joined Quinn in giggles.
"That is what some people call me." Santana mused. "And I guess it sort of fits."
With that, the boy crawled up on Santana's lap causing the Latina to stiffen. He made himself comfortable, collapsing against her chest as he fell back to sleep. She let out a long breath. "I hate kids."
When it is quiet for a few minutes, Quinn and Rachel make their way downstairs and saw Santana holding a sleeping Jackson.
"Ahhh, that is so adorable San." Quinn teased.
"Whatever, the bastard just fell asleep on me. Get him off of me."
Rachel snapped a quick picture with her phone.
"Berry, if you just took a picture, I swear to you I'll slaughter you while you sleep."
Quinn and Rachel giggled while Santana huffed petulantly.
Rachel reached down and grabbed Jackson off of Santana, so the Latina could crawl out from underneath him. While she was softly laying the kid back on the couch, Santana grabbed Rachel's phone out of her pocket to delete the picture.
"You already posted it on facebook, you little bitch!"
"Shhh, Santana you'll wake the kids up." Quinn reprimanded the angry Latina. "And if you do, then you'll be responsible for putting them both back to sleep."
Santana scoffed. "Please, I stole some tranquilizers from my Mom's medicine cabinet on my way out on my ass."
Quinn watched her friend knowingly. The Latina pretended that getting kicked out didn't bother her, but Quinn knew first hand how much being abandoned by your parents destroyed you. She made a mental note to talk to her Mom about it; maybe Judy could talk some since into Santana's parents.
"What no witty remark? Did Berry tame the beast?" A sculpted eyebrow rose perfectly.
Quinn grinned. "Wouldn't you like to know?"
"Actually, Santana, Quinn was the one who handcuffed me on our recent sexual adventure." Rachel spoke as she stood up and looked at the girls. Both flushed immediately.
Then there was a slight knock on the door, Quinn went to answer it. She led Shelby and Richard into the living room.
"How were they?" Richard asked happily.
"Amazing." Rachel beamed.
"Good." Shelby smiled as she picked up the sleeping Beth and gathered her belongings. "Did they go to bed well?"
"All it took was some singing." Quinn smiled.
Richard picked on Jackson, but in doing so he woke up. "Time to go, Champ."
"No, I wanna stay and play some more. Rachie still has to show me…" He yawned and fell back to sleep.
Richard got almost to the door with him when Jackson tiredly replied. "I wanna hug them goodbye."
Rachel hurried over and hugged the boy, kissing him on the top of his head. "Goodnight soldier." She said as she saluted him and he giggled.
Quinn hugged him goodnight. Then Richard started walking again.
"No! I wanna hug Satan." Jackson whined.
All eyes turned to Santana. "You've gotta be kiddin' me!" She groaned as she rolled her eyes and marched up and Jackson wrapped his arms around her tightly. She had a dopey grin on her face that disappeared as soon as she saw that Quinn and Rachel were watching her. "Whatever."
Quinn walked them the rest of the way outside. She walked back in the house in time to hear Rachel's phone chirp. Rachel took it out and glanced at it. "Oooh, Santana, Brittany commented on the picture I posted of you and Jackson."
Quinn leaned over her girlfriend's shoulder to see the comment, and then read it out loud. "I always knew San would be great with kids. Can't wait to make lady babies with her!"
"Oh fuck me." Santana muttered as she stomped up the stairs. "Both of you better sleep with one eye open tonight, because I'm coming for you!"
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As Rachel was getting ready for the New Year's Eve party the next day, Michael came in the room with another letter from Quinn.
"I thought you girls would have stopped this by now." Michael teased.
"Definitely not, some things are far easier to write about than talk about." Rachel admitted enthusiastically as she took the envelope from his hands.
"So things are going well between the two of you still?"
"Why wouldn't they be?"
"I thought I saw you coming home unset a few days ago…"
Rachel flicks her hand in the air. "That was just a misunderstanding."
Michael raised his eyebrow but said nothing as he left the room shaking his head. He never did understand girls. Thank god he was gay.
Rachel,
I also had a wonderful holiday with you! I usually hated the holidays when my dad was around, because it was a time when he would remind us how un-perfect we were and then sit in the den and watch football. Did I ever tell you I joined cheerleading so that when my dad went to the football games I could pretend he went to see me cheer? How screwed up is that? I can't imagine how different things would be if I had been myself back in freshman year instead of trying to please Daddy. What I regret most is the time that we lost. We could have been together all that time!
I know you said you didn't want to read my journal, but I wanted to share a portion with you. It's from the second day of school freshman year. "Yesterday, the jocks threw slushies on a girl named Rachel Berry. And today, she came to school with her head held high. If she'd just change a little bit. Like instead of the godawful sweaters she wears, she'd wear something normal, then they wouldn't tease her. Well, she'd also have to stop talking so much, and being so insanely bubbly all the time. She's really annoying. But if she changed a little bit, she could be accepted. But no, she insists that people like her for her and that if they don't it isn't her problem. She infuriates me! I hate her. I've never felt so strongly about anyone before and I don't understand why she has the nerve to be herself. Everyone in high school lies to make people like them more. Why doesn't she?"
I know it isn't very flattering for me to share that with you, because I come off as a superficial bitch. But the truth is, back then I was so freaking envious of you. Of the fact that you didn't let anyone change you. And the things I found infuriating are the very things I love about you now! Plus, I know back then I thought that the strong feelings I felt were hate, but I'm beginning to think that even then I was in love with you. Or the idea of you, since I have only recently been blessed enough to truly get to know you.
Anyway, I wanted to share that with you. I also wanted to say that when you made snow for me, it was a miracle in and of itself. I always thought snow was magical, but now, you swept me off my feet so completely Rachel that I don't think I'll ever come back to the ground. Nor do I want to; everything is so much more beautiful up here with you! Thank you for accepting the promise ring, I promise you that I am yours forever.
Love,
Lucy Quinn
(Because the Lucy in me is happy to find the happiness that she never thought she'd have)
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"Quinn, sweatheart, were you staying at Puck's tonight or are all you girls coming back here?"
"I actually don't know, I guess it depends on what Rachel is able to do. I don't know if her dads will let her stay overnight at Puck's."
Judy nodded then went to walk back out of Quinn's bedroom.
"Mom wait." Quinn ran to the door and shut it, then led her mom to the bed.
"Quinn, you're scaring me."
"It's nothing bad; I was just hoping that maybe you could talk to Santana's parents. You know, about accepting her."
Judy smiled. "I was talking to the Berry's and Burt Hummel about it. We are actually having dinner together on Tuesday. And the Lopezes have already said they're coming."
Quinn smirked. "You're going to railroad them. Mom that's brilliant."
"We thought it was more like an intervention."
Quinn jumped into her mom's arms and hugged her tightly. "I love you so much, right now."
"Right now?" Judy teased.
"You know what I mean."
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Rachel, Quinn, Brittany and Santana arrived at Puck's just after 9PM. The party was in full swing, but the girls went on a double date out to dinner before hand. Most of the glee kids were already on the verge on inebriation when they walked in. Mercedes was slow dancing with Sam to music that apparently only they could hear.
"Guess she made her choice." Rachel said happily as they walked toward the rest of the party goers.
Kurt and Blaine were huddled in the corner trying to play DJ but they were arguing over what music to play next. Quinn smirked when Blaine clearly said, "Only you and Rachel would ever want to hear Broadway music at a New Year's Eve party. The rest of us want to dance!"
Mike, Tina and Puck were playing Xbox. Artie was playing bartender, so that's where all the girls headed.
"Where's Sugar?" Quinn asked surprisingly.
"Oh, we were playing 7 minutes in heaven and she and Rory got partnered up but that was like 2 hours ago." Artie replied as he poured their drinks.
Quinn smirked and nodded before looking over at Rachel. "What?" The blonde asked innocently.
Rachel rolled her eyes playfully as she took a sip from her drink.
Santana and Brittany hit the dance floor as soon as Blaine won the argument and acceptable party music was playing. Quinn and Rachel joined them as soon as their drinks were gone. Soon after, most of the other glee kids joined them as well.
After dancing themselves thirsty, Quinn left to grab herself and Rachel another drink. When she did, she saw Rory and Sugar walk in the room. "Sugar?" She called over the music.
The brunette's face lit up as soon as she saw Quinn. "Quinn, I'm glad you made it. Is Rachel here?"
The blonde rolled her eyes. She smiled politely and replied. "Yes, she's dancing."
"Quinn?" Sugar dropped her voice low and it was barely heard above the music. The blonde stepped closer so she didn't have to strain to hear. "I am sorry that I was hurting your feelings by flirting with Rachel. I wanted to apologize to both of you."
"I appreciate that, Sugar. I wanted to apologize as well. I haven't been as welcoming as others have and for that I'm sorry."
Before she knew what was happening, Quinn was embraced tightly by the smaller girl. "That means a lot to me. I think Rachel was right about you, you are a good person and you make her happy."
Quinn had a lopsided smile on her face at the comment. "She thinks highly of you as well Sugar, as a friend. She considers you a good friend."
"I know."
Then Sugar released her and they joined their friends on the dance floor. When Quinn arrived with the drinks, Rachel reached out to grab hers and her ring was visible to her friends for the first time.
"Rachel Barbara Berry, is that what I think it is?" Kurt shrieked as he grabbed her hand.
"I…"
"Congratulations!" Mercedes said, hugging her friends.
"I assume I'm the maid of honor, right, Rachel." Sugar stated, not waiting for a response to finish. "I will plan the best bachelorette party. How do you feel about strippers? Oooh, and pole dancing?"
Rachel looked panicked as Quinn ran and shut off the music. "Excuse me!" She called for everyone's attention before she made her way back to Rachel and took her hand in her own. "We're not engaged."
"Yet." Rachel added, to which Quinn smiled.
"Yet." Quinn repeated. "It's meant as a promise ring until I can properly afford one of our own to propose with."
"But it's going to happen and when it does, as Rachel's best friend, I'm calling dibs on the maid of honor/best man thing. Who wears the pants in your relationship so to speak?" Kurt mused.
"I…ah." Both girls looked at each other.
"Definitely Rachel holds the whip." Puck jeered as he wiggled his eyebrows.
"Actually that's not what I heard." Santana cut in. Rachel and Quinn threw glares at their friend. The Latina simply shrugged. "Payback's a bitch."
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After dancing and playing some drinking games, in which it became quite apparent that Sugar found out the best way to get over Rachel was to get on top of Rory, it was nearing 11:30. Puck turned on the TV, so they could watch (by Rachel's insistence) the ball drop in New York City.
He no longer got the TV turned on, before Fran and Eli walked in. "So, we heard this is where the party is." Fran smirked when she saw that all the kids scrambled away from each other because she obviously interrupted something.
They counted down along with the TV and all celebrated properly. Fran became the new bartender and mixed them drinks that they had never had before. It didn't take long before she had them completely wasted. She smiled in accomplishment while she led Eli up to an empty room to celebrate the New Year properly.
"Does no one think it's weird that Fran's dating the male version of Rachel?" A very drunk Sam commented, causing everyone but Rachel to burst into laughter.
"What do you mean the male me? He's nothing like me. His fashion sense is atrocious, and he talks so much it is astounding anyone else has a chance to get a word in edgewise. He's a very nice boy, but sometimes I think he lets people walk all over him. He really must learn to stand up for himself. Plus, he's rather short. And coming from me that's saying something." Rachel finished in a huff.
Everyone in the room looked at her blankly. It was Rory who spoke. "And you still don't see it?"
Rachel huffed indignantly, stomping her foot to emphasize her annoyance. Quinn placed a comforting hand on the small of Rachel's back and the girl immediately calmed down. Their friends watched in awe.
"You've got to show me how to do that!" Santana smirked with a raised brow.
"Why so you can become better with children?" Rachel snapped.
"Yes! Did you all see the picture of San? I have it on my phone, hold on. Here. Look!" She passed it around proudly while Santana silently seethed.
"It's going to be a long year." She said under her breath.
"It's going to be a great year." Quinn smiled as she kissed her girlfriend's cheek and Rachel leaned back into her. Quinn held her tightly.
"I'm looking forward to many more spent with you Lucy Quinn Fabray." Rachel smiled as she turned around in Quinn's arms and properly (and passionately) kissed her girlfriend.
After the drinks Fran had made them, everyone decided to crash at Puck's house for the night. Rachel and Quinn found a quiet place in the corner and held each other until they fell asleep. But sleep didn't take them until after they made out for another 30 minutes and professed their undying love for each other. When they finally fell into unconsciousness, it was with Quinn's arms tightly around her brunette girlfriend. Her last thoughts were, 'I hope this coming year is even more amazing than this year as been.'
A/N: I hoped you enjoyed this chapter! It was another fun one to write.
So, next chapter is 'the intervention' with the Lopezes. Also, Shelby helps the glee club prepare for Regional's.
Only a few more chapters to go. Probably two (or three) and the epilogue. Depending on how long I make them. Thanks for reading!
