A/N: I had this chapter written, but then I decided to treat everyone to a little M scene for my birthday gift! That's right, today is my birthday so it'd be super awesome to receive some reviews as gifts for my amazing readers *hinty hint*
Apologises for any mistakes, the end of this chapter was written and the rest proofread by a very exhausted me, so no promises that it flows or makes sense!
Chapter Thirteen: 13 Weeks
An hour later and Quinn was absolutely smitten by her three nephews, Toby, Ben and Max. Toby and Ben were four year old identical twins who looked exactly like Fran and Quinn, with Fran's bright blue eyes, Max was two, and the splitting-image of his Dad, Chris, except for the green eyes which matched his Aunty Quinn's.
"Aunty Quinn, look at this!" Toby exclaimed, trying to move as close to Quinn as he could, though Max was firmly on the blonde's lap, thumb in mouth as he snuggled into his Aunty sleepily.
"Wow, did you draw that?" Quinn asked, looking at the boy's picture of what looked to be a dragon. "Are those flames?"
"Yeah! He's a flame breathing dragon!"
"I made a tiger!" Ben appeared on Quinn's other side, showing off his picture too. "Look at his stripes!"
Quinn was surprised by the twins' energy, both boys were talkative and energetic, but not in a naughty way, they were just so eager to show Quinn everything they could do, from singing their ABCs, to counting to twenty, from eating all their dinner to spelling their names. She was exhausted from just an hour with them, but the little boy snuggled up on her lap, falling asleep, made her remember that for every loud and crazy moment they would have with their babies, there would be a sweet and gentle moment to go with it. As Quinn watched her sister and brother-in-law interact with the three boys, Quinn felt herself growing more and more excited to meet their own babies.
"You alright there, Princess?" Puck asked, sitting down behind Quinn, settling his legs either side of her own, looking over her shoulder at the mess of brown hair that rested against her.
"Never been better," Quinn confessed, and Puck could see from the sparkle in her eyes that she was beyond doubt happy to have her family in her life.
"I'm glad," Puck pressed a soft kiss to Quinn's neck, stretching his arms down to rest on Quinn's thighs.
Before long Max was asleep on Quinn's lap and Ben and Toby had curled up together on the couch and drifted off to sleep too.
"We better get them home to bed," Fran told Quinn. "Grammy said she will be here around 10am so I'll arrive at 9.30 if that's okay with you?"
Quinn nodded, holding Max carefully in one arm she managed to get herself to a standing position.
"I'll carry him out if you like?" She offered, not quite ready to give up the sleeping toddler just yet. She shot Santana a soft smile, seeing the way the brunette was watching her carrying her nephew so easily in her arms.
Fran and Chris scooped up the twins, carrying them out to the car while Quinn followed with Max, placing him in his car seat and buckling him in before turning to Fran and being swept up in a tight hug.
"Are you sure you're okay? It's been a huge day for you, Lulu," Fran worried, though she had never seen her sister looking happier, they had just lost both of their parents in a single afternoon.
"Honestly Frankie? I stopped loving them years ago, I was just barely hanging on when I was living with them, and the last two months have been the happiest of my life. I'm just so thankful that I will never have to worry about having either of them around my babies. I have an amazing boyfriend and an amazing girlfriend, and the best support from their parents, and I get to have my big sister and my gorgeous nephews back in my life too, I'm okay with it all, honestly," Quinn explained, watching Fran nod, having seen Quinn's new life with her own eyes that night she could see that everything her sister said was true.
"That's why I could never come back," Fran admitted. "Once I'd had the twins, there was no way in the world I was ever going to let either of them lay their eyes let alone their hands on the two most precious things I had."
Quinn could understand her sister's point, and she didn't hold her absence against the older blonde, she was just glad she never would have to hide her babies away from their family in order to protect them.
"Alright, Puck and Santana are probably wondering where you got to," Fran smiled. "Call me if you need me okay?"
Quinn squeezed her sister tightly once more before letting herself be wrapped in a hug from Chris as well, he had been quiet all night, letting the sisters reconnect, but he had heard so much over the years about Quinn that he couldn't help but give her a goodbye hug.
"Good night, Chris," Quinn smiled as she watched the pair get into their car and drive off. Still smiling Quinn turned around and headed inside where everyone else still sat in the living room.
"Hey Princess," Puck smiled, having moved to the couch with Santana, who was cuddled into his side.
"Thank you for all being so kind to my sister and her family tonight," Quinn told the group. "It means a lot to me that we get a second chance at being a family."
"Your family is welcome here anytime, Mija," Maribel reminded the blonde. "This is your house, and we are your family."
"Thank you," Quinn smiled, stepping forward to brush a kiss against Maribel's cheek and then another across Carlos' cheek. "You're the kind of parents I always dreamt of having."
Quinn crossed the room to brush another kiss against Ruth's cheek. "I was never lucky enough to have a Mom that cared for me, but now I'm so blessed to have two Moms."
"What about me!" Hannah exclaimed from her spot on the floor and Quinn couldn't help but laugh lightly.
"You're the little sister I never had, Han," Quinn promised the little girl.
"You're the big sister I always wished Noah was," Hannah teased, squealing as Puck threw a cushion at her.
"Glad I could be of service," Quinn laughed as she settled down on the couch, placing herself on Santana's lap with her legs draped over Puck's lap.
"You're meant to be telling her I'm the best big brother she could ever ask for, Princess," Puck grumbled, poking Quinn's thigh.
"Why do you always call her Princess?" Hannah wondered out loud and Puck shrugged.
"I call them both Princess," he responded. "I'm not really sure why."
"Santana was never into princesses when she was growing up," Maribel told the group. "Except for Pocahontas, she watched that movie every day for years."
"She had a crush on Rapunzel though," Carlos reminded his wife. "Do you remember when Santana insisted she was going to marry Rapunzel?"
"Quinn looks like Rapunzel cause she has pretty blonde hair and green eyes," Hannah pointed out. "Santana if you marry Quinn then your wish will come true!"
Everyone chuckled at the young girl's innocent view of the world and Santana kissed Quinn on the cheek.
"My very own Princess," she smiled.
"She's my Princess," Puck argued. "She's your Kitten."
"I just realised you two have named me like a 5 year old would name their pet," Quinn commented. "I'm not sure if I'm flattered or offended."
"Maybe you shouldn't nuzzle into me like a kitten then," Santana teased and Quinn poked her tongue out at the brunette. "Real mature, Kitten."
"Alright, I think we better get you home to bed, Hannah," Ruth announced as she glanced over at the clock. "You have school tomorrow."
"Goodnight!" Hannah told the room, skipping over to throw her arms around Quinn. "I'm sorry about your Mom and Dad, Quinn, but we'll look after you, won't we Noah?"
Quinn felt tears welling up in her eyes at the girl's sweet words, and she hugged Hannah back tightly before releasing her.
"Thank you, Hannah. Have a good day at school tomorrow," Quinn said quietly.
"Are you staying here tonight, Noah?" Ruth asked her son, and Puck looked between his Mom and Santana's parents.
"Is that okay?" He asked, knowing it was a Thursday and he was usually only allowed to stay on the weekends.
"Special circumstances," Ruth smiled, leaning down to hug Quinn and place a kiss on the top of Santana's hair before shifting over to do the same to her son.
"Thanks, Ma," Puck smiled, glad he wouldn't have to say goodbye to Quinn after the day she had had. "I love you."
Once the Puckerman ladies had left, Maribel turned her attention to Quinn.
"Do you want anyone here with you tomorrow?" She asked the blonde. "Or do you want some time with your family and we can meet them tomorrow night or over the weekend."
"I'd love some time with my family, if that's okay," Quinn decided, knowing she had a lot to catch her Grandmother up on in her life before she introduced her to Santana and Puck.
"That's fine, sweetheart," Maribel smiled. "Let us know if you change your mind or need me to come home at any point, okay?"
"Thank you," Quinn replied, stifling a yawn. "I'm so tired."
"You've had a busy day, and you have a busy weekend ahead of you, and Santana and Noah you have school tomorrow, the three of you should head to bed soon," Carlos told the teenagers, watching Santana roll her eyes at his words.
"Yes, Papi," Santana sung, nudging Quinn's hip. "Let's get you to bed, eh?"
The three teenagers said goodnight to Santana's parents, both of the girls kissing them on the cheek as they left the room together and slowly made their way upstairs.
"I'm just going to shower," Quinn announced as they entered the bedroom. "My stomach still feels all gross from the ultrasound gel."
Once Quinn had gone into the bathroom, Santana flopped down onto the bed, slowly moving her body around until she was laying with her head on the pillows, her eyes closed.
"I'm so exhausted," she said softly. "I don't know how Quinn is functioning right now, I want to crawl into bed for a week and I didn't lose both my parents today."
Puck climbed onto the bed, sliding up behind Santana and letting her settle back against him comfortably.
"I think your Mom is right though," Puck replied. "It's not so much a loss to Quinn as a gain of freedom, you're thinking about this as a person who has received nothing but love and acceptance from your parents your whole life, Quinn has never had that, not until she moved in with you."
"Everyone keeps saying that, and it's true," Santana agreed. "I guess I'm just worried she is going to explode or break down at any minute, and that worries me because I hate seeing her hurting."
"You're kinda sometimes amazing, did you know that? Puck said quietly, tightening his grip on Santana, sensing that she needed his comfort just as much, if not more than Quinn did at that time.
"You're not too bad yourself," Santana teased back lightly. "That song you sung this morning in Glee was really nice, by the way."
"God was that only this morning?" Puck felt like that moment was a week earlier, not just a few short hours ago. "And I thought you said it was cheesy."
"Cheesy but really nice," Santana corrected him. "You should sing more often, you're not half-bad."
"I'll sing to you later, but first, there was something I wanted to do to you this morning in the choir room after I sung to you," Puck pulled Santana to lay on her back, leaning over to place a soft, unhurried kiss upon her lips.
When Quinn returned from her shower she was met with the half naked bodies of Puck and Santana tangled together on the bed.
"Reminder to self, no more long showers," Quinn teased.
"We were waiting for you, baby," Puck promised, beckoning to Quinn to join them. "But then Santana got all handsy and you know I have zero self control."
"I know you both have zero self control," Quinn laughed as she climbed onto the bed, laying down next to Santana. "Lucky I wasn't much longer otherwise I would have missed out."
Both Puck and Santana laughed at Quinn's pout, and Santana rolled her body over Quinn's, letting Puck scoot over until the blonde was sandwiched between the pair.
"We would never let you miss out, Kitten," Santana whispered as she dropped her mouth down towards Quinn's ear, skimming her lips over the shell before nibbling gently on the lobe, making Quinn gasp out.
Puck quickly claimed Quinn's mouth, letting his tongue tangle with Quinn's as she moaned into his mouth as Santana's lips moved to suck gently on Quinn's collarbone.
After Santana had left a trail of little hickeys across Quinn's collarbone, she moved her attention to ridding her girlfriend of the clothes she was wearing, eager for the blonde to be matching her and Puck who were only in their underwear.
Quinn broke the kiss with Puck as Santana tugged her white tank over her head, the cool air of the room making her nipples pucker instantly.
"Fuck, Quinn," Santana groaned, torn between wanting to kiss Quinn and wanting to take a puckered bud into her mouth and hear the blonde's moans, but as Santana was still considering her options Puck bend down, wrapping his lips around Quinn's right nipple and sucking gently.
Santana crashed her lips to Quinn's, almost knocking the blonde onto her back with the force of the kiss, but Quinn managed to stay sitting, tugging Santana to move until the brunette was straddling one of her thighs.
As they kissed, Quinn expertly removed Santana's bra, her hand coming up to cup one of Santana's breasts, kneading it gently before taking a nipple between her thumb and finger and tugging, just the way Puck was doing to her own with his teeth.
Santana couldn't keep her lips on Quinn anymore, she threw her head back and she groaned, rocking her hips as she ground against Quinn's thigh, her underwear already wet with how turned on she was.
Puck pulled away from Quinn and both his and Quinn's attention turned to Santana who was moving her hips faster and faster against Quinn.
Santana was distracted enough for Quinn to flip their bodies, and the brunette cried out at the loss of contact. It only took a few seconds before Quinn had moved off Santana, removing her girlfriend's underwear and then her own as Puck stood to remove his as well. Puck settled back down between Santana's legs and as he slowly slipped his length into the brunette he watched her face, though she was busy watching Quinn's reaction to the pair's movements.
As Puck set a quick pace he used one hand to grip one of Santana's hips as the brunette wrapped her legs around Puck's waist and with his other hand he pulled Quinn towards him, kissing her passionately.
Santana wanted so badly to close her eyes and give into the pleasures sweeping over her body but she couldn't bring herself to tear her gaze away from Quinn and Puck's kiss. She watched as Quinn tangled her fingers in Puck's hair, and Santana's eyes quickly darted down to where Puck's hand was sliding down Quinn's side and then across her stomach, dipping down between her thighs to gently push two fingers into her.
At the sound of Quinn's gasp and the look of pleasure across the blonde's face, Santana couldn't hold back anymore and her orgasm crashed through her body, making her cry out as she felt the waves pulse through her body. Quinn brought her hand down to halt Puck's movements, wanting to concentrate on her girlfriend's orgasm and the way the brunette's body arched and quivered in ecstasy.
When Santana's body was able to receive signals from her brain again, she pulled her legs tighter around Puck's waist, drawing his attention to her.
"Quinn's turn," Santana declared, and Puck smirked, he always loved the times he got to feel both of his girlfriend's bodies around him in one session.
But as Santana sat up and moved out of the way so Quinn could lay down, the blonde ducked down, licking up one side of Puck's hardened length before taking him into her mouth, cleaning Santana's cum off of him.
"Holy fuck," Puck panted, tangling his fingers in Quinn's hair to pull the locks back from her face so he could watch her better as she expertly worked him over, drawing him closer and closer to the edge.
"You're such a naughty kitten," Santana scolded Quinn playfully, noticing that Puck was struggling to hold himself back, but Santana wanted to see him fuck Quinn first. Santana tugged on Quinn, making her release Puck from her mouth and as Quinn caught her breath, Santana used the opportunity to push her back against the bed, kissing Quinn passionately, loving the taste of herself on the blonde's tongue.
Puck took a breather for a few seconds, knowing he wouldn't last a minute if he entered Quinn straight away, and after watching his girlfriend's fight for dominance over the kiss he needed to feel Quinn around him, no matter how long he was going to last.
Quinn cried out into Santana's mouth as Puck entered her, his pace slow for a few pumps before it increased in speed and depth, her hips desperately raising up to meet his every thrust.
Santana pulled her mouth away from Quinn's, kissing down her jaw, along the line of hickeys and down further until she could take a hardened nipple into her mouth, flicking her tongue across the nub quickly, something she knew drove Quinn crazy. Santana snaked her hand down until she reached Quinn's clit, her thumb rubbing the bundle of nerves at the same speed her tongue was working.
Puck clenched his teeth as he watched Santana's hand working Quinn, brushing against him on every stroke, sending him dangerously close again, but when he saw Quinn's hand reach between Santana's legs and three petite fingers curl up inside the brunette, Puck couldn't hold back any longer, he grunted as he pushed impossibly deep into Quinn, feeling her own muscles starting to clench around him as the new depth sent her tumbling over the edge with him.
Santana knew she was only a few thrusts away from her second orgasm, she was always so sensitive and quick to come a second time, and as she watched Puck and Quinn's bodies react to their own orgasms she quickly joined them, their cries and moans filling the room before they collapsed back down onto the bed, Puck doing his best to keep his weight off Quinn as Santana curled her body up against the blonde, feeling her body still quaking lightly.
The three teenagers managed to move just enough to get under the blankets, nobody having the energy to retrieve and put on any clothing before they fell into a peaceful slumber, the events of the day forgotten about, the only thing filling their dreams was the love that they shared.