When Rachel got home she got Tony out of the back seat, where he was strapped in securely, and took him upstairs, stopping only to explain to her dad what had happened with Tony sneaking into her bag. He had woken up twice during the day but took another nap once they got to her car. She placed him gently on top of her bed and started on her homework. He roused when the bed shifted when Rachel shuffled through her bag.

The golden puppy walked over to her and curled up in her lap. "Hey there, boy. Have a good nap?" He nuzzled into her and took in her scent, noting that the smell of her shampoo had faded from his fur. Rachel scratched his back for a bit before returning to her work, finding a way to continue with disturbing him.

Tony watched the movement of her hands intently. He decided that whatever she was writing looked very pretty, even though he had no idea what it was or what it said. His tailed started to wag back and forth. Tony couldn't image having a more perfect mama… well there was Quinn, but he was hoping to have her as a second mommy.

Elsewhere…

"Come on San, feed the duck," Brittany requested of her girlfriend. Santana sighed as she broke off another piece of bread before dropping it into the mouth of the duck that was currently sitting in the blonde cheerleader's lap. She glared at it. Santana hated this duck, just like she hated the five or so ducks that had sat on her girlfriend's lap prior.

And to make matters worse, people were starting to stare. Frankly, she was a bit glad that they were just observing their odd behavior as opposed to judging them on their sexual orientation, but that didn't help the unease she felt at their leering eyes.

"San," Brittany's sing-songy voice said. The Latina broke off another piece of bread, preparing to place it in the duck's mouth before her girlfriend stopped her. "Uh uh," she said, shaking her head before opening her mouth. Santana grunted in frustration and tossed the small piece of bread in Brittany's mouth. She was about to give another piece to the duck but caught sight of Brittany's eyes watching her expectantly. Knowing what she had to do, Santana ate the bread and continued to repeat the whole process.

This sucked. No, it really sucked. There was absolutely nothing cute, sweet, romantic, or sexy about feeding her girlfriend, and these girlfriend stealing ducks, breadcrumbs. "Stupid Berry. Dumb Q. That little… cute… fucking dog," she muttered under her breath.

Back at Rachel's…

Tony began to plot. Frankly, due to his young age, his ideas weren't very complex. All he knew was that he had to make the giant look bad (which honestly wasn't very hard) and make sure that Rachel and Quinn spent time together. His eyes started to roam throughout Rachel's room, finally landing at a picture frame on her bedside table.

*whine*

Rachel stopped, lying her notebook down on her bed, and brought her attention to Tony. "What's wrong boy?" she asked. Tony got off her lap and slowly went for the picture frame. Rachel eased up onto her knees and followed her puppy. She grasped on the photo with one hand and Tony with the other. She settled Tony back onto her lap, holding the Glee Club portrait in front of them. Tony pawed at the Quinn in the photo while letting out a sad whine. He tilted his head back, looking at Rachel with big brown eyes. "Aw, you miss her boy?"

*whine*

"Don't worry, we'll see her soon," she assured. "And I'm sure she misses you too." A thought passed through her mind after she said those words. She wondered, briefly, how much Quinn did miss Tony. The pair had gotten along better than she could have hoped for, given her puppy's hesitancy around people.

It hadn't dawned on Rachel until now, how much she had hoped that Quinn would get along with him. Of course she wanted all of her friends to accept Tony, but Quinn's opinion on the matter had been especially important. But Quinn's thoughts and opinions had always been important to Rachel, even if the brunette was sometimes too stubborn to listen to her.

She moved the picture slightly so that Tony's paw was no longer covering Quinn. It was a sophomore year picture; their first Glee Club photo together. As such, their more recent additions, such as Blaine and Sam, were not present.

They weren't friends back then; she and Quinn, but one probably couldn't tell that from the photo, especially after one considered the fact that it was Quinn who got them the yearbook photo that only Rachel really wanted. It took a while for Quinn to make that bit of information known. Well it actually took a bit of detective work from Rachel, realizing that the Cheerios were missing one of their pages, and then a good chunk of pestering to Quinn (after they were friends) to find out the truth.

They were standing next to each other, Quinn's baby bump hidden behind Mercedes. It was a request the blonde had made prior to taking the photo; an unnecessary action in Rachel's mind. Quinn was beautiful and breath-taking, pregnancy or no pregnancy.

Quinn would make a good mom one day, Rachel thought. She could see it already. Quinn would have a few kids; two girls and one boy in Rachel's mind. The middle child was the splitting image of her mother, sharing her blonde hair with her baby brother. But the eldest only retained her mother's hazel eyes and instead had cascading locks of brown hair that would be put into a side braid, just like her mother used to wear it when her hair had been longer.

It was a nice thought, although Rachel couldn't bring herself to imagine a man in the picture. It felt wrong for some reason, and she wasn't very fond of the idea of having to share Quinn's attention (aside from, of course, potential future children) with someone else. The two of them had been inseparable since they became friends.

Rachel was brought out of her musings when her dads called her down for dinner. She quickly arranged her things and scooped up Tony. Once downstairs she placed him in front of his bowl, making a mental note to get a new with his name on it as well as a leash and collar. The brunette went and poured him a good amount of the non-vegetarian dog food, knowing that he already had a good intake of fruit today.

He quickly dug in and Rachel went over to the dining table to have dinner with her dads. Tony was quite happy with Rachel's choice of food for him. He enjoyed the other food well enough and he loved the strawberries, but nothing could quite compare to a nice serving of meat. He finished quickly; the Berry family was only about halfway through with their own meal, and decided to roam around the first floor.

In his short time here, he had spent most of his time in his mama's room and hadn't been able to fully explore his new home. He made his way into the living room. Inside he found a lot pretty things. There was a large sofa with floral print. It looked to be soft and comfy, but it too high up for him to get on top of it, especially since one of his hind legs was injured.

He continued on and passed by a shelf full of movies and books, stopping at a glass case once he noticed a picture of Rachel in it. He paused and lied flat on the soft rug, observing the photo on the bottom-most shelf. There were other pictures scattered throughout the case along with ribbons and these shiny looking objects.

The shiny objects were really pretty, Tony thought, almost as pretty as Rachel. But he had no idea what they were. He stared at them intently, partly hypnotized and partly trying to figure out what they were. There were tons, and he could only assume that they were associated with his mama. But how, and why?

Rachel finished her dinner and turned to find that Tony's bowl was already empty and that her puppy was gone. She stopped herself from panicking; what had happened earlier had really scared her, and got up to search for him. She reminded herself that he couldn't escape their house, and was glad to find him lying on his belly in the living room.

She went over and sat next to him. "I see you found my trophy case, boy." She lifted him up and scooted over to where he was sitting while placing him in her lap. "There are a few here from dance competitions," she said. "But most are for singing." Tony's head snapped up to her, and his tail wagged excitedly.

*needy bark*

"Oh, I've haven't sang to you since you got here, have I boy?" He frowned up at her. "Well, we'll have to fix that. Won't we?" She checked the nearby clock. It wasn't very late for her, but Tony needed his rest. The singer carried him, first to the laundry room to get her clothes as well as her duffle (which she had hand washed) and then, after slinging her bag over her shoulder, upstairs while thinking of a song to sing him. They got to her room and she lied him down on the bed, slightly off center and tossed her duffle to the floor.

He looked so happy and content. She decided to lay down with him. It wouldn't be the best position to sing, but right now Rachel wasn't too worried about being perfect. She smiled warmly at Tony and kissed him on the tip of the head before starting.

She sang Savage Garden's 'I Knew I Love You' simply because it seemed to fit so well. As the melodious sound of her voice reached Tony's ears, his brown eyes grew wide, in awe of his mama's beautiful voice. The words she sang hit him right in the heart, filling him with warmth and pride. He had never felt as loved as he did in this singular moment.

Rachel's love for him shown in every action she took. The way her eyes glistened when she looked at him, or how fingers or lips would linger on him for just a second longer before leaving his fur. And the way she hugged him; he could just feel the love radiating off of her when their bodies were in such close perimeter.

Tony hadn't felt loved very often in his short life, but he could tell that Rachel's love was a different kind of love; a special one. He couldn't understand why anyone would ever let her go, but was kind of glad that other people had. Now her love could be shared between himself and hopefully Quinn.

He scooted closer to the brunette, wanting just to be closer to his mama. He hoped that his plan would succeed soon; Tony didn't like the idea of Quinn missing out on the kind of love that he'd experienced in past few days. It felt so good that Tony kind of wished that everyone could know how good it felt to be loved by Rachel Berry… okay not really, but it felt pretty damn good.

As the song came to a close, his eyelids started feeling heavy. The fell close, and he buried himself deeper into Rachel's chest. He felt his mama's arms wrap themselves securely around his small frame and another kiss on the top of his head before hearing her whisper, "Good night Tony. I love you."

The following morning Rachel got up the same time she usually did. But instead of being roused by her alarm, she was woken up by a wetness on her cheek. She blinked a few times before opening her eyes fully to see Tony hovering over her, licking her face. "Morning boy." She sat up and stretched a bit before heading off to her bathroom to get ready for the day.

While she was gone, Tony hoped off the bed, and went in search of Rachel's duffle bag. It had to be here somewhere; he clearly remembered her getting it yesterday. He started searching around the room for it. There was no sign of it on the floor, not even under the bed. He started to get worried; how would he be able to go to school with his mama if he couldn't find her bag?

He continued his mission, this time looking a bit higher off the ground. Sadly, he wouldn't be able to get inside if it wasn't on the floor but if he was lucky he at least be able to reach the strap. If that were the case, he might be able to bite on it and pull it down from wherever it was, though he soon found that that would be an option.

Rachel had strategically placed her duffle on her window seat, completely out of reach. Tony plopped down on his bottom. Everything was ruined just because he couldn't get inside that bag. He kept his eyes fixed on the duffle, which would have a fresh set of Rachel's clothes for him to lie in. When Rachel came back she saw Tony looking sadly up at her duffle. She sat down next to him and rubbed his back comfortingly.

*whine*

"I'm sorry boy, but you can't go to school with me." Tony whimpered and turned towards Rachel, but not at her. Rachel scooted back to get a better look at what had caught her puppy's eye. His nose was pointed straight at the picture they had looked at the previous night. "I know you miss Quinn, but you have to stay here."

*whine*

"Tony I mean it."

Later…

"Shh, Tony you have to quiet or I could get in trouble. Okay I see Quinn over there."