A/N: Totally not where I wanted to leave off on the chapter but my head is pounding right now and it's left me with a little bit of a writer's block. I figured I might as well post what I have that way there is an update and I'll finish it off tomorrow if I can.

Thank you again for your reviews. You are all awesome. I can't say it enough. But it's true. Hope you enjoy what there is in this short chapter. There's a 50/50 chance that I will be able to update tomorrow but I will try my hardest.

And a lot of you are asking...when we get to the 'time jump' we will be seeing more gleeks...as well as the return of the others. I promise. I have lots of ideas for when I get there. It's just getting there seems to be the issue at the moment. Sorry for any typos as well. Enjoy.

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"Wake up." Rachel cooed smushing Quinn's nose lightly with her finger.

"No."

She poked her fiance's nose again. "Yes."

"It's too early."

Rachel's warm chocolate eyes traced over the blonde's features as she laid on her stomach facing the diva. Rachel was curled up on her side tracing Quinn's lips with her index finger. "It's nearly eight."

The blonde let out a rough laugh with the side of her face mushed to the mattress. "Right...nearly eight...too early."

The brunette dropped her hand to trace over Quinn's fingers as her hand laid between them on the bed. "When do you normally wake up?"

"When I go to work."

Rachel bit her bottom lip as she drew light designs over the back of the blonde's hand. "And when you're not working?"

"Later."

"That was informative."

"You asked."

The diva watched intently as her finger moved slowly up the blonde's wrist to her forearm, matching the soft sensation she felt to the sight before her eyes. "The morning is lonely."

Quinn furrowed her brow but didn't open her eyes. "What?"

"It's a lonely time." Rachel explain, shifting slightly to tuck her other hand under her head so she could see as her finger moved a little higher along the top of Quinn's forearm. "No one is awake. Everything is quiet...I'm all by myself."

Slowly the blonde opened her eyes slightly and looked at Rachel closely. "Then why are you such a morning person?"

Rachel smiled lightly and ran the palm of her hand down Quinn's arm and tucked her fingers around hers. "Because when you have someone with you, it's like you are cheating the day by a few hours before everyone else comes to life. You get that little bit extra time that no one else does."

"And you think I'm the deep and insightful one." Quinn joked before she moaned as she pushed herself off the mattress and closer to Rachel. They broke their hands apart and Quinn wrapped hers around the diva's waist while Rachel cupped the blonde's cheek with hers.

"I have my moments. So, are you going to wake up now?"

The blonde shifted her eyes up to the ceiling and then back to the diva. "I thought I was awake?"

"You know what I mean."

"What do you mean?" Quinn asked teasingly. "Tell me so I'll know."

Rachel shook her head at the adorable woman. "You're a dork. A cute dork, but a dork none the less. But are you awake enough to have a serious discussion?"

"How serious?" Rachel slapped her playfully. "Yeah. I am."

"Good, because I've been thinking, and I know we haven't discussed specifics, but..."

Quinn arched an eyebrow. "But..."

"I want to have the first baby."

Silence filled the room while Quinn's expressions shifted continuously from shocked to confused to amused to panicked to pensive and back. "Okay...maybe I wasn't awake enough for that." Rachel pouted and the blonde pulled her closer in apology. "It's just...well, many things. Firstly, we haven't even set a date for the wedding. Secondly, I thought you were going to wait to have a baby because of the time it would require you to be away from the stage. You're already taking time off for the wedding and honeymoon and..."

Rachel mashed her lips between her teeth and lowered her chin.

"Oh...um...yeah, no words coming to me yet."

"It's sudden. I know." Rachel agreed. "Just seeing you with Beth and everything made me really want to have a baby. And then when you described that photo you were hoping to get of me to put on the office wall..." She shrugged sheepishly. "I just thought, why not me."

Quinn removed her hand from Rachel's waist to rub her face as she tried to force her thoughts to fit into words. "Baby, you're saying that you want to leave Broadway in two months, get married, have a honeymoon, and then get pregnant with our first child...right after?"

"I know it sounds rushed-"

"No. That is rushed."

"Then all you have to say is no!" Rachel exclaimed sitting up but Quinn caught her wrist to keep her from leaving the bed.

"Just, calm down for a minute. Relax with the dramatics and lets talk about this."

"There's nothing to talk about. You said no and that's all there is to it. I'm not going to twist your arm into doing anything you don't want to do."

Quinn lifted her eyes to the ceiling and asked God to grant her strength while the diva had her back to her. "I didn't say no. I said it was rushed. There actually is a difference. Now, please, just calm down for a minute and lets discuss this."

Rachel let out a long sigh and turned around to face the blonde. "I want a baby. It's like my biological clock just started ticking all of a sudden."

"You will have a baby. I'm just not sure this is the ideal time line for us."

"Is this you talking, or my father?"
Quinn snapped her eyes to Rachel. "A mixture." She was honest. She didn't believe they were rushing anything by getting married soon. They were both successful adults who were deeply in love and had known each other for a very long time. But there was so much more than that necessary to have a child and she could hear Elijah in the back of her mind saying the same thing. "There's just a lot to consider and I don't think we can do it thoroughly while we are also trying to plan a wedding."

Rachel looked down as she played with the edge of the sheet in her fingers. "So are you saying that the discussion is poorly timed, or having a baby within a year is poorly timed?"

Quinn sighed and ran her hands through her hair again. "Right now, the discussion is poorly timed. We aren't in the position to even consider actually having a baby yet. Can we wait until after the wedding to talk about then? You know that I want a family with you and that I want you to have at least one of our children...I just think we should wait to talk about when it all should happen."

She didn't look up and pursed her lips in thought. "Can we talk about it on our honeymoon?"

"If you want." Quinn agreed. "I just want to get through the stress of the wedding before adding more."

"I can do that." Rachel nodded her head faster as she accepted the offer. "I can wait three months."

"Three months?" The blonde asked hesitantly. "Did you just decide when we are going to get married without even asking me?"

Rachel shook her head. "I'm still open for discussion on the actual day. However, it has to be on a Saturday...in the afternoon...between four and six so that the outside reception afterward can be lit by beautiful paper lanterns as we have our first dance after the sun goes down."

"You have this whole thing already planned out in your mind, don't you?" Quinn asked as she smiled at her future wife as she beamed and nodded her head energetically. "How much is it going to cost me? Seeing as you wont be working at the time."

Rachel mashed her lips between her teeth as she thought. "Less than the ring, more than both of the cars...and some of your cameras."

Quinn nodded her head slowly as she smiled nervously. "Okay. Then you can't complain about the busy schedule that I am going to keep, trying to come up with the money for all of this. I mean, especially if you decide to have this baby right away. That is going to leave just me paying the rent, the bills, the ring payments, your medical bills, the bills for the studio, and my employees' wages."

"Good thing you only have two." Rachel jibed, earning her a little glare. "But on the plus side...you wont have to cook, or learn to. I'll be at home to play the loving wife role."

Quinn shook her head. "Or you could do some of those guest appearances on TV shows that you were talking about."

The diva gasped in shock. "Not if I'm pregnant! I refuse to work under the demands of a TV show while I am carrying our child. Besides, the roles offered are not for a pregnant woman and the first trimester always carries the highest risk for miscarriage, so I wouldn't be able to handle the stress before I started showing either."

"Have you already been researching this?"

"...no?" Quinn arched an eyebrow. "Well, maybe a little. I only went to a few websites and contacted one clinic...and a donor bank."

"Please tell me you didn't already look into donors."

"Oh, no, no, no." Rachel assured her. "I wouldn't look at them unless you and your mother were there. I was just curious as to how many options they carried. I was quite impressed."

Quinn worried her bottom lip and studied her fiance before she sighed. "You already have your heart set on this, don't you?"

Rachel leaned forward and kissed the blonde lightly, lingering in the connection. "I'm not opposed to waiting to discuss our options more thoroughly until after the wedding. The option of waiting entirely is also still up as an option as well. I may change my mind completely and let you have the first two like we originally talked about."

"Right..."

Rachel shrugged. "You never know. I could change my mind."

"Baby, when have you ever?"

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Adrianne had been awake for a while, watching Kim sleep next to her peacefully. She had debated going down to the kitchen and having breakfast ready for her when she woke up, but she didn't know if she should leave the younger woman to wake up to an empty bed. So instead she laid there with her hand tucked under her chin and brushed the assistant's hair back with the arm she was resting on. She laughed at herself silently. She felt like a teenager who tried so hard to get their crush's attention and once they got it, they didn't know what to do with it but stand there awestruck.

She smiled widely as Kim opened her eyes, freeing her from her contemplation. "Good morning."

The assistant smiled as she stretched and wiggled closer, tucking her head under Adrianne's chin. "Good morning."

"I was thinking about making us some breakfast. Did you have a preference?"

"No." Was the response she received in a tiny, sleepy voice. "Do you know what time it is?"

The apprentice flipped her wrist until her watch was facing her. "It's late. Quarter after ten." Kim pulled away slowly, bracing herself on her elbows as she looked at her girlfriend's watch in disbelief. "You slept for a long time." Adrianne explained running her free hand through Kim's hair again, gaining her a smile from the occupied brunette.

"It appears so."

There was an awkwardness that began to creep in. That feeling of 'what do we do now', but Adrianne stopped it immediately. As her fingers freed themselves from the ends of Kim's hair, she ran a soft hand over the assistant's shoulder before sitting up on her elbow to kiss it gently. Kim smiled as she looked into Adrianne's green eyes and then down at her lips when they moved in to meet hers. The awkwardness was gone. This wasn't a one time thing with morning regrets afterward. This was something that was going to continue and grow.

"I know this is probably going to kill the mood," Adrianne warned as she continued to trace light circles over her girlfriend's shoulder. "But...you didn't grow up in New York, did you?"

Kim arched an eyebrow. "And how is that question suppose to kill the mood?"

"Because I hope to never run into the people who did this to you." She explained, moving the tip of her finger to the edge of one scar. "If I did..."

The older woman pursed her lips to keep from saying what she would do. Kim knew. "You wont do me any good in prison, so I guess it's a good thing that I didn't grow up here. And before you ask, I'm not telling you where I did grow up. I don't want you 'going for a ride' one weekend and ending up in trouble."

"I just...I can't believe someone could do something like this to another human being. I know you told me about it. I guess just seeing it made it real. But!" She waved off the troublesome thoughts to her girlfriend's approval. "Breakfast is what we should be focusing on."

"Brunch."

"Right." She pecked the precise younger woman's lips before searching the pile of clothes for hers. "Brunch."

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It's nice, isn't it?" Rachel asked she entered Quinn's office and watched Elijah as he studied the pictures on the wall. He had been in there for a while, looking over each one carefully.

He nodded. "I like this one the most." He said, pointing to the one of her posing for Quinn and Beth. "I know I may have lead you to believe other wise, but I honestly love the idea of having a grandchild soon." A smile grew on the diva's face as she wrapped herself around her beaming father. "I just can't decide if I would be more thrilled to have a granddaughter or a grandson. I guess either would do."

"Well, Quinn wants at least two and I would like three...or more." He arched an eyebrow. "She gave me the same look. But all I'm saying is that there will be multiple chances to have one of each."

"Just-"

"Just don't rush into anything. Yeah, I know. She doesn't let me. I mean, I've been wanting to take some time off from the stage and I had actually made my decision a few weeks ago, but she still wont let me say it's my 'final decision' yet." Elijah dropped his arm from around her and looked at her questioningly. He was completely out of the loop on these things. "I need time off. I'm not happy there anymore. I have every intention of going back." She assured him. "I just want a little break. You know, enjoy the married life...get pregnant, or get Quinn pregnant."

Elijah laughed. "I don't think you can do that."

She shrugged. "Give me the turkey baster and I'll claim conception."

"Okay...I'm going to pretend I didn't here that, because that's just weird." Adrianne chimed in as she stood in the door way with Kim wrapped in her arms.

"When did you get here?" The diva asked, confused by the couple's sudden appearance.

"That's a funny story actually. It seems we have this nack for running into the right people at the right time. Yesterday, it was this other short cutie of a brunette and today, about two minutes ago, it was this really hot blonde and very friendly man at the door to your building."

"Hot blonde, huh?"

Adrianne shrugged. "Hot enough I'd do her." Kim elbowed her girlfriend in protest. "If, that is, I weren't so insanely happy with this woman right here." The apprentice added, nuzzling into Kim's neck and the diva laughed lightly. "I hope we aren't interrupting anything. I was just wanting to see how this actually turned out."

"No, not at all." Rachel assured her and waved the couple further into the office. "I should probably introduce you all. Dad, this is Kim, my biggest fan, newest friend, and Quinn's assistant." The two shook hands, smiled, nodded. "And this is Adrianne. She is-"

"Quinn's ex." He interrupted her as he took the woman's hand with a cold smile on his lips. "I remember you mentioning her when you and Quinn visited for Thanksgiving, right before she stormed-"

"Dad." The diva called firmly while Adrianne dropped her brow, ready to pounce on the man's remarks. "Adrianne is Quinn's apprentice and best friend." He didn't say anything in attempt to remain civil, but it only added to the tension in the air. "She has also become a friend of mine so I expect you to treat her accordingly."

"A friend?" He asked curiously, not believing what his daughter had just said, remembering how she had previously described the woman as 'a real bitch' and still completely in love with Quinn. The fact that Adrianne had just made a few jokes about doing the blonde didn't exactly leave him with warm fuzzy feelings about the woman.

Truth be told, Adrianne was kind of looking for the fight. She figured he might be a little touchy about the comments. But she was pissed about how he reacted to Quinn and Rachel's engagement announcement and the pain he caused. She was looking for a situation to develop where she could let him know exactly what her feelings were for everyone involved. The apprentice was also feeling immensely protective with Kim around. It didn't matter that she wasn't involved in the dispute.

"Yes." The apprentice answered before the diva could, wrapping her arms back around Kim's waist. The younger woman didn't like confrontation and Adrianne tried to soften it's effects on her. "I am a friend of both Quinn and Rachel's. Once who cares a great deal for their joint happiness...unlike some." The diva narrowed her eyes at the other woman slightly but had a feeling that her warning would go unnoticed. Or at least ignored. She was in protection mode and there was no snapping her out of it.

"Are you questioning if I care for my daughter's feelings?"

"Normally I wouldn't, seeing as she describes you with a great deal of affection. However, from the most recent stories I have heard, I do wonder sometimes."

"That's enough." Kim interjected softly, turning to her girlfriend. "You've said you piece and now we need to try and make it through the rest of the day and evening in a civil manner."

"I agree." Rachel added.

Adrianne was about to protest when a pale hand clamped down over her mouth and she was pulled out of the office backwards. "How late am I?" Quinn called back as she escorted their guardian protector further into the apartment and away from Elijah.

"Late enough." The diva answered as she looked at the frustration on her father's face and groaned. "Dad, she cares about us and was ecstatic about our engagement. She is just upset that you didn't share the same enthusiasm as she thought you should have as my father."

"You're all mad." He joked without it really being a joke. "I can...somewhat understand where you and Quinn can make the decision to get married this quickly. But how on earth do you expect me to believe that a woman who spent three years in love with your fiance, is happier about it than I am?"

Rachel paused for a moment, remembering that Elijah said he would stop protesting their engagement, not celebrate it with them. "Perhaps...when the time is right and there wont be a scene made, you can ask her. I'm sure she would be more than happy to explain her reasons to you and probably has a few questions of her own to ask you."