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It's a little on the shorter side, BUT everybody's already been told that nothing will be more than about 2k words, except any sex chapters, it's kind of hard for me to write those without much detail.

Making Beautiful Music
Story 4 – We Need To Talk – Rachel's POV
Rating: K+
Word Count: 836

My feet hurt, my back hurt… everything just… hurt. Thank goodness Kylie was staying with Brittany and Santana tonight. They offered to give Quinn and I a break because neither of us had been sleeping much since she came home. A smile crossed my lips at just the mere thought of our six month old baby girl. She was my little angel… our little angel. Monday was my first day back at work, beginning new acting classes with my new students. I loved my job. It wasn't the Broadway I had always dreamed of, but plans change once you discover new things. Dreams can also change as well. In college I learned that I enjoyed helping others achieve their dreams and make their selves better. I changed to a drama major after my Freshman year and never once regretted my decision. Now, I worked as a vocal instructor for teenagers and an acting coach for all ages.

I gathered my thoughts once I pulled my car next to Quinn's SUV. It was strange for her to be home so early. Usually she's at her studio developing more pictures or planning her next photoshoot. I usually wouldn't see her until dinner time, after she picked up Kylie from the babysitters.

I took my time getting out of the car. Honestly, I didn't even bother grabbing my back out of the backseat… I just hurt that much. The only thing my mind was able to focus on, now that I was home, was a long, hot bubble bath with a book and a glass of wine.

But, the minute I walked into the house I was greeted by darkness. The curtains were drawn and there was no sign of my girlfriend. "Quinn?" I paused long enough to slip out of my shoes before venturing further into the house. "Baby? Where are you?" Finally, I turned the corner into the dining room.

"I'm right here." She spoke from her usual spot at the table.

My heart instantly leapt into my throat when I heard the tone of her voice. She only ever got that tone when something was serious. "Is everything okay?"

She let out a deep breath before finally looking up. "Come and sit… we need to talk."

I was suddenly scared. And Quinn never scared me with anything. "What's going on?"

But she didn't say anything until I sat down beside her. "How long have we been together?"

I instantly began to think the worst. Why would she ask such a thing? "Since senior year."

"But how long?"

"Seven years in May… Quinn you're scaring me some…"

A smile slowly crept to her face. Her hand reached out for mine and laced our fingers together. This definitely eased my nerves some. "Nothing's wrong Rach. Trust me." She spoke calmly, but I could feel her hand shaking.

"Why are you shaking then?"

She let out a soft sigh before continuing to talk. "It wasn't just a coincidence that Britt and San are watching Kylie tonight. I asked them to so we could do this without interruption." Before I could speak, she stood up to step in front of me. "I've wanted to do this for a while now." Quinn paused again, this time kneeling on the floor and looking straight into my eyes. In that moment, I forgot how to breathe. All I could do was stare at her with my mouth open. I knew at that moment exactly why she was shaking. "Rachel, I've been in love with you ever since sophomore year of high school, I was just never brave enough to admit it. Hell, if it hadn't have been for that silly little spin the bottle game after National's, I don't think I ever would have told you how I felt. You know what kind of family I came from. It was bad enough with my… condition… but for me to be gay too, it just wasn't acceptable… Anyway. What I'm trying to say is…" she trailed off to pull a ring case out of her pocket.

"Quinn?" I was surprised I was able to find my voice. She was just as nervous as I was, I could feel the palm of her hand sweating against mine. I could hear the shaky breaths she was taking around her words.

"You already make me so happy Rachel, will you continue to do that for the rest of our lives. Not as my girlfriend, but as my wife… Will you marry me?"

All I could do was nod. My mouth opened and closed several times as I attempted to form words, but nothing came. Quinn Fabray had just left me speechless. I just continued to nod as she slid the small diamond ring onto my finger. It wasn't much, but it was absolutely gorgeous. "Yes. A million times yes." I pulled her closer to me and in for a deep kiss.

I've been waiting for years to become Mrs. Quinn Fabray, and now I was going to.

Suggestions still welcome. Don't know when the next story will be posted. But good news is... I've started it... BETTER news is, it's Kylie's conception ;) At least that's what I'm hoping it ends up being lol.

Comments welcome.