AN: Hey everybody, sorry for the delay. I tried to revive one of my forgotten works with less than stellar results. Maybe a better summary will bring people it? Anyway, here's some fluff. Since I don't want to wait, I'll probably write the a Halloween chapter next and then the chapter about Rachel's birthday, unless I can get ideas (or you can give me ideas) that will last until December.

Lying on the bed, Rachel idly traced patterns on her sleeping girlfriend's stomach. Due to her small stature Rachel was often the small spoon, but sometimes Quinn wanted to be held onto during the night. As much as Rachel loved being held in Quinn's arms, she also loved holding Quinn in her own. They spent almost every other night together; their parents were okay with the idea so long as they made sure to inform them of where they would be staying for the night.

The two of them had even gotten off lucky as neither set of parents had requested an open door policy, but that was most likely due to the fact that they were aware of the fact that Quinn and Rachel were still virgins. They weren't exactly sure if they were ready for that step of their relationship, but they weren't going to push it. Rachel and Quinn had agreed to wait. For how long, they weren't sure, but when it felt right they would know.

For now they were content with things, more than content to be honest. They had even started to displays signs of affection at school. That part had not been discussed. It just happened. And despite how dull most of the student body was, it didn't take long for them to start spreading rumors. Had it happened earlier in their relationship, the two of them might have become distraught. But they had already gone through the worst of it.

They didn't care what anyone else thought, and Quinn would threaten to personally castrate any boy who would either a) hit on either one of them or b) suggest a threesome. It didn't take long for those idiots to leave them be. Rachel had been so proud, and a bit turned on. An authoritative Quinn was a hot Quinn. It was moments like that when Rachel appreciated that the two of them did fool around sometimes; they were always fully or partially clothed, but that didn't matter. They were still young.

The silence in her room was broken by the ringing of Quinn's phone. Quinn tossed and turned, groaning as she was woken up. Rachel reached over her to shut the phone off, but Quinn beat her to it. She pulled it up to her ear to answer and Rachel decided to feign sleep. "Who is this?" Quinn grumbled. "Do you know what time it is?"

"I do. This is payback."

"You're an ass." Frannie blew a raspberry in response. "And you're lucky you didn't wake Rachel. You know how much she loves her beauty sleep." She shifted to check on her girlfriend, and was fairly convinced that she was still in a deep sleep. "So why exactly did you decide to call me? Or were you just trying to annoy me?"

"Oh there's a reason," Frannie informed, but she made no move to elaborate.

"And?" Quinn was getting frustrated, but she kept her voice down. If this was about what she hoped it was about then she'd rather not let her girlfriend find out about it. If there was one thing that Quinn had learned about Rachel in their time dating one another than it would be her affinity for anniversaries.

The two of them had plenty of anniversaries; first kiss, first date, second first date, first sleepover as an official couple, and so on. They had even celebrated the day they had received baby Barbra, although Quinn was unsure if they would continue to do so. At times it was hard to keep track of everything, but they appreciated the romance, and the planning that took place beforehand was always fun. And Quinn enjoyed spoiling Rachel, even if that was the last thing she should ever do.

"Don't worry sis, I order that thing for you." Quinn let out a sound of content.

"Oh, that's good."

"But exactly did I have to buy it?"

"Because." Again Quinn was frustrated. She gave herself a moment to lower her voice. "If I ordered it, then Rachel might have found out," she explained. "Besides, I'm not completely sure about this," she added in admittance while chewing on her lower lip. "You got next day delivery right? I want to give it to her tomorrow."

"Yes, Quinn. I did."

"All right, okay…"

At her girlfriend's worried tone, Rachel opened her eyes a peek. Quinn was getting her something, but why? The two of them occasionally bought things for each other on a whim, but it was obvious that this was planned and thus, important. Rachel couldn't shake the feeling that she had forgotten some sort of special occasion. Oh, that would be awful. Quinn would be so upset and Rachel would look like such an inconsiderate girlfriend. And just when she thought that things were starting to get perfect.

Needless to say, Rachel didn't get any sleep that night. The moment she was certain Quinn was back to sleep, Rachel slipped out of bed. Immediately Quinn started to toss and turn. Normally, Rachel would take a moment to watch as her girlfriend desperately sought out her warmth, but she had work to do. She grabbed her childhood teddy bear and snuggly placed him in Quinn's arms. Quinn hugged him close with a hum of contentment.

A flurry of ideas came to Rachel, but all of them would not be able to work on such short notice. She would have to go with her old standby. She ventured over to the kitchen and checked the shelves. Luckily, she had everything she would need for her world famous "I'm Sorry" cookies. For a moment, Rachel considered making a batch of "Happy Anniversary" cookies, but decided against it.

Quinn loved her cookies so Rachel made sure to bake several batches, just to be safe. And if need be, she was prepared to grovel for forgiveness. She finished well before morning broke, but she was too nervous to go back upstairs and snuggle so spent extra time to make sure that she baked goods were exceptionally delectable and that they were decorated just right.

It was all that she could do. Rachel prepared a nice plateful of her treats and brought them upstairs. Quinn was already awake. She looked a bit sad, and confused, and also happy to see cookies. She eagerly grabbed one and took a bite, eliciting a sound of utter bliss. "Rachel, you know I shouldn't be having cookies for breakfast," she lightly chastised with her mouth half full. "But thanks any…" She trailed off once she noticed what was written on her treats. Quinn swallowed the contents of her mouth. "Why are you giving me a batch of 'I'm Sorry' cookies?"

Rachel meekly dropped her head in shame. "Because I forgot our anniversary."

"Our anniversary? Which one?"

"I don't know," Rachel half-sobbed. "I forgot." Quinn took the plate away from her and placed it on the bed. She then wrapped Rachel in her arms. "Are you mad at me?"

"Oh… of course not. I'm not even sure what you're talking about," she admitted.

"But… you're getting me something," Rachel pointed out. "Something's getting delivered later today," she added once she saw the confused look on her girlfriend's face.

Surprise overtook Quinn's face. She huffed, mumbling things like, "supposed to be a surprise," and "stupid Frannie, calling me that early." She grumbled for a bit and Rachel took the opportunity to sit beside her girlfriend with her plate of cookies right on her lap. She still felt bad. "Wait… that wasn't about an anniversary." Rachel perked up at the words.

"It wasn't?" She had to be sure.

"Well, not exactly." Rachel frowned once more. "Stop that, you didn't forget about an anniversary Rachel." Rachel forced on a smile, and while it wasn't what Quinn wanted she was content with it for the time being. "I don't want to ruin it for you, but know that you don't have to worry about a thing. Just wait until we get the package, okay?" Rachel nodded her agreement. "Until then, can I eat my cookies?"

Hours later, they received Quinn's package. The box was thin and fairly small. Rachel handled it with carefully curiosity. She shook it lightly, the way kids would shake presents when they were trying to figure out what was inside. The small thuds gave her no good clue. Quinn wouldn't tell her, so she meticulously opened it up. She took her time as she continued to guess what the contents were, but she came up with nothing.

A moment later, Quinn asked, "So do you like it? Rachel?" The next thing she knew, Quinn was pinned down on the bed with Rachel placing kisses along her face.

"Quinn, I love it! It's so cute!" she squealed. "But why do we two sets of calendars?"

"Oh, the other one is a puppy calendar. I know you wanted matching kitten calendars, but I wanted puppy ones so I ordered both." Rachel let out an aww and chastely kissed her girlfriend. "You make a really cute puppy, Rach."

"And you make a cute kitten, Lion Quinn." Quinn giggled and imitated a roar.

AN: Ideas have been kind of slow to come to me. So I'm sorry for that, but I want to make it up to you, if I can.