She felt movement beside her, which caused her to turn her head slightly.
She turned to see, Rachel rolling around slightly in her sleep.
A smile played on Quinn's lips, before she leaned forward and poked her wife with her index finger.
Rachel groaned, and rolled back over.
Quinn let a small giggle escape her lips as she bent over and kissed Rachel's forehead.
Quinn swore she saw a smile on Rachel's lips, as the brunette dug her head farther into her pillow. "Just five more minutes daddy" she whimpered.
The blond had to bite her lip even harder to contain her laughter.
She shook the brunette again to cause her wife the further embarrassment of anymore name calling.
No movement.
Fine.
Quinn put her middle and index finger together, and shoved them into Rachel's rib cage, tasering the girl awake.
The diva was jolted out of her dreams, and screamed.
She was pretty sure if she wasn't all tangled in the cashmere sheets she would have went tumbling off the bed.
The brunette sat up in bed, and shot daggers at her wife. "Quinn that was incredibly rude" she said.
Quinn leaned in to kiss her nose, but Rachel turned away resulting her to kiss the diva's ear.
Quinn huffed, and crossed her arms over her chest. "Well I was GOING to let you sleep, but I decided to wake you after you called me daddy" Quinn winked.
Rachel blushed and looked down at the sheets.
"Sorry sweetie" she whispered.
Quinn leaned forward this time, capturing Rachel's lips with her own, before the diva could pull away.
She pulled away and smiled."It's alright babe, but you better get up soon or were going to miss out flight" she informed her wife.
The tips of Rachel's lips rose slightly before a huge grin broke out on her face.
"Honeymoon?" she whispered.
Quinn nodded in amusement, as the look on her wife's face was as if she was a 5 year old waking up on Christmas.
A muffled version of 'Defying Gravity' blared from somewhere to the right of the girls.
Rachel reached under her pillow and pulled out her cell phone.
The diva picked up the phone and sighed.
"Hello?" she groaned.
"Jew-babe!" a male voice pounded through the other end.
Rachel rolled her eyes. "Hello Noah" she greeted him, earning a questioning look from Quinn.
She smiled at Quinn, and pulled the phone away from her ear so she could press the speakerphone button.
"What are you lovely ladies doing this fine morning? Did I interrupt some lady time?" he asked, and even though they couldn't see him, Quinn and Rachel both knew very well he was wiggling his eyebrows.
Rachel took a deep breath, preparing for her story.
" Well, I was having this fabulous dream about where I sang a breathtaking performance of 'Don t cry for me Argentina' on stage which resulted in a standing ovation but I was awoken by Quinn stabbing my ribs with her fingers, causing me to almost pee myself, and why you might ask? All because I called her daddy" she finished.
Quinn's mouth fell open at how sexual all of that sounded.
"Kinky" was the reply she got from Puck.
"So Jew-babe, you and baby mama mind giving the Puckasaurus some company today?" he asked.
Rachel's eyes went wide. "Noah Puckerman, did we not have this discussion last night?" she yelled and Quinn face-palmed at the boy.
"Huh?" he asked, dumbfounded.
Gosh, Rachel though. Brittany and Puck could make some sort of 'I don't know what is going on in my head right now" group.
Rachel shut her eyes tight. "NOAH! I had this talk with you for about an hour at the wedding last night, about how Quinn and I are leaving today" she yelled, frustrated.
"I don't remember" he admitted.
"Of course he doesn't" Quinn whispered, and took the Phone off the bed.
"Puck were you drunk at my wedding?" she yelled.
"Oh hey baby mama, didn't know you were there, and yeah but by the end of the night so were half of the guests, including your little diva princess" he announced with amusement in his voice.
Quinn's mouth gaped open, and she looked at Rachel who was biting her lip.
"You were drunk at our wedding?" she asked, and put the phone back on the bed.
Rachel rolled her eyes. "Oh please, I only had about 1 and a half glasses of wine, besides don't act all innocent her, I saw you and Kurt in the corner, sharing swigs of wine" she scoffed.
Quinn's face went red. "you saw that?" she whispered.
Rachel nodded and kissed her nose. "Its fine, angel we can make up for it tonight" she said winking.
Hearing Rachel call her angle, made her all bubbly inside. Quinn grinned at her. "Nice save, but I do like the sound of that" she purred.
"Carry on as you will, but before you get completely naked I just thought I'd let you know, I am still present" a low voice came from the phone that was on the bed.
Rachel's face turned scarlet and Quinn groaned.
"Goodbye Puckerman, we will talk to you in two weeks" she yelled and hung up.
Rachel grinned, and pulled Quinn on top of her, kissing her lightly.
Quinn let herself ease into the kiss, and brought her hand up to Rachel's face, cupping her cheek.
Rachel moaned into Quinn's mouth, and pressed their bodies together tightly.
Quinn pulled away and raised an eyebrow at Rachel. "Baby, as much as I'd like to be doing this right now, our flight is in an hour and a half" Quinn announced.
Rachel narrowed her eyes and whispered something so light that Quinn didn't hear.
The brunette stood up and Quinn smiled. "Sorry didn't quite hear that, what did you say?" she asked, innocently.
Rachel turned around. "Cockblock" she yelled.
Quinn let a giggle slip out of her mouth. "You're a boy now? Well I guess I have to go get a new wife, I don't like boys" she whispered.
Rachel smacked her arm. "Fine go marry another girl then" she huffed.
Quinn grabbed Rachel's arm and pulled her into a hug, squeezing harder when the diva tried to squirm away.
"I love you" she whispered into Rachel's ear.
Rachel sighed in defeat, and smiled lovingly at her wife.
"I love you too, now come shower with me" she demanded, smacking the blond's butt playfully.
Once they finished showering, Rachel left the bathroom where Quinn got ready.
She decided to pack their bags, just to prove to Quinn that they would of have had enough time for sex.
The blond came out of the bathroom wearing her bra and underwear, her hair was curled and she had on all of her makeup.
She raised an eyebrow when she noticed Rachel sitting on her bag, zipping it up.
"Rach, is that my shirt?" she asked.
The brunette had on, black underwear and Quinn's favourite blue nightshirt.
Rachel turned around and smiled. "Yes sorry, I needed to throw something on while I packed our bags" she explained.
Quinn beamed. "You packed my bag?" she asked, and Rachel nodded.
"Baby you didn't need to do that, but since you did" she whispered and pushed her wife backwards onto the floor.
Rachel internally cheered in victory, as Quinn straddled her hips.
A soft smile played on the brunette's face. "You changed your mind?" she asked.
Quinn shrugged. "Maybe".
Rachel bit her lip and licked her lips.
Quinn couldn't take it any longer, she attached their lips, kissing the diva deeply.
She slid her hands up Rachel's shirt, scraping her nails down the brunette's back.
The diva groaned, and trailed her fingers up Quinn's thigh, making the blond flutter her eyes shut.
The blond became hungry with lust, as she pulled the shirt over Rachel's head and eagerly tossed it aside.
The diva trailed her tongue along Quinn's bottom lip, waiting for the blond to give her an entrance.
The blond teased her a few moments, before she opened her mouth and let their tongues swirl together.
Quinn couldn't help the moan that escaped her lips at the warm contact of their tongues.
" I need you" the brunette whimpered.
Rachel's breath hitched in her throat as Quinn played with the hem of her underwear, and just as she was about to discard them, a loud knock on the door broke them apart.
Quinn looked at Rachel's flushed face and laughed.
The diva looked as if she was going to kill someone.
"Why does this always happen to me?" she yelled.
Quinn rolled her eyes and threw on a t-shirt and shorts, making her way to the front door.
The blond opened the door, to see Santana and Brittany, smiling widely at her.
The Latina had her black hair tied back in a pony tail, and the white tank top she wore showed off her olive skin perfectly. Brittany on the other hand, let her blond hair fall wavily down her shoulders, which you didn't see often, and she had on a cute yellow dress.
Quinn bit her lip and stepped out of the way, allowing the girls to walk in the room.
She counted down in her head.
3...
2...
1...
Rachel came barrelling into the room.
A look of anger on her face.
Santana flinched. "Holy shit Muppet, what crawled up your ass while you were sleeping last night? Did Quinn not give you any again, because I swear to god if you stick your cr-" she was cut off, by the Diva's eyes piercing into her.
"Okay, I admit I am a little scared at the moment, I have never seen Berry like this before and she looks like she is about to go attack the town like freaking Godzilla" the Latina yelled.
Brittany smiled at her girlfriend affectionately.
"San don't be silly, we interrupted their diddly" she announced.
All three girls eye's nearly shot out of their eyes.
Quinn and Rachel exchanged a nervous glance, before they looked at the Latina who was blushing slightly.
The blond was the one to ask her the question.
"Santana, what does she mean by diddly?" she asked.
The taller brunette shrugged, and her blush rose.
"Britt doesn't like the word sex, so she kind of came up with a name for it, she changed it about 18 times before she settled with diddly" Santana explained.
Quinn and Rachel stared at each other for a good two minutes, until Rachel felt her lower lip tremble, not being able to contain her laughter any longer.
The two broke out into laughter, and Quinn had to clutch her sides.
Brittany frowned and the Latina glared at them.
"If you laugh at my girlfriend ever again, I will make sure I interrupt your diddly everyday for a year" she barked.
Both girls bit their lips, and tried to hold in their laughter, but hearing Santana's use of the word set them both off again.
Rachel walked over to the frowning Brittany and pulled the girl into a hug.
"I'm sorry Brittany, I promise I'll go visit the ducks with you when we get back from our trip, to make up for it, just don't be made at me" she said frowning.
Brittany tried to act mad but she couldn't anymore, not when there was ducks involved.
She beamed and hugged Rachel back.
"Yes, Rachey I love duckies, besides I could never stay made at you" she yelled, which made all 3 girls smile in awe.
Santana cleared her throat. "Now go get your shit, were taking you to the airport".
When they arrived at the airport, they were surprised at how busy it was.
Quinn groaned and pushed her way through the crowd of people, not letting go of her wife s hand.
They all stopped in front of the boarding gate.
Santana broke the silence.
"So where are you guys headed again?" she asked.
Rachel was the one to reply. "Chiclayo, Peru" she answered.
The Latina furrowed her brows. "I don't even know how you found that place, but alright" she said.
Rachel huffed. "The internet is a great way to find things Santana, you should try it sometime".
Before the two could start fighting, both of their blond's stood in between them.
Brittany spoke up. "San and I have something to tell you" she whispered.
Rachel and Quinn both looked confused. "What is it?" Quinn asked, concerned.
Brittany turned to Santana as if she was going to answer, but the Latina just smiled at her girlfriend, informing her that she could break the news.
The blue eyed girl beamed.
"Okay so you know how San and I opened up that little restaurant in Lima?" she asked.
Quinn and Rachel both nodded, waiting for the point to the conversation.
"Well we got a call about 2 weeks before the wedding and we have been informed that they want to open a restaurant here in New York" she announced.
Quinn smiled at Brittany, feeling somewhat dissapointed, she was hoping they were going to announce they won the lottery or something.
"B, S that's great" she informed them.
Santana smiled back.
"She hasn't told you the rest" she replied.
Brittany's smile got wider.
"They want to open a restaurant in New York, With San and me as the managers" she whispered.
Rachel and Quinn sat silent for a minute, before realization dawned on them.
Rachel's eyes shot out of her head, and she was the one who caught on first.
"YOU'RE MOVING TO NEW YORK?" she yelled.
Santana couldn't fight the giant smile that came upon her face, at seeing how excited Rachel got.
"Yes Berry, were coming to New York" she replied.
Rachel ran and pulled Santana into a huge hug.
"San, this is amazing oh my god, although I do have to tell you, I'm not a Berry anymore" she whispered.
Santana rolled her eyes, and hugged Rachel back.
"Sorry small fry, but the name sticks, just think of it as like an actually Berry or something instead of a last name" she announced.
Rachel sighed. "San, I'm really happy that your moving to New York, you've been a great friend this year and I'm so glad that I have gotten to know this other side of you, I didn't get to properly thank you for the speech last night, but I forgive you Santana, I knew you were just doing what popular kids do, Quinn too and I have also gained a best friend through all of this" she announced.
Santana pulled away and looked Rachel in the eyes.
"I'm going to make everything up to you" she informed her.
The look in Santana's eyes were sincere.
"I believe you".
Once they got onto the plane, both girls took their places.
Quinn sat on the window side as always, because although Rachel didn't admit it, she was terrified of looking outside.
Rachel smiled, and intertwined her fingers with Quinn's.
"I love you" she whispered.
Quinn turned her attention from her book, and locked eyes with her wife.
"I love you too Rachel Barbra Fabray" she said smiling.
Rachel sighed in happiness. "Never gets old hearing that" she announced.
Quinn laughed. "good, because you're going to be hearing it for a while" she announced.
Rachel bit her lip and frowned. "Quinn I have to tell you something later" she whispered.
Concern filled Quinn's eyes. "Okay" she replied.
Rachel squeezed her hand. "Don't worry it's nothing bad, but I'll explain as soon as we get settled.
Quinn raised her hand and lightly stroked Rachel's cheek.
She leaned in and kissed the brunette passionately, ignoring the disgusted looks they were receiving from the old couple beside them.