Disclaimer… I don't own glee or its characters.
Description: Quinn is a single mom raising her daughter Beth with the help of her nanny Rachel. Somehow things change between the two and they start having feelings for each other.
Author's notes: All mistakes are my own. The reviews seemed good from the last chapter, I'm glad this story caught some attention, and hopefully I can keep you all interested… you know, no pressure. I really want this to be a longer story, but I make no guarantees.
Late Morning Lullaby
It never stopped ticking, the clock in Quinn's dreams, it always seemed to be slowly counting down to zero.
This then would lead to her tossing and turning as she tried to will her dream to something else, but as much as she willed it, the clock always stayed. Always ticking.
Two minutes and thirteen seconds, she could see it in her mind, the numbers flashing in bright red. She knew that in two minutes and thirteen seconds she would be ripped from her slumber and forced to acknowledge the new day. And even if Quinn knew that she was going to have to get up, she never opened her eyes before her alarm actually went off. Instead, she would lie in her oversized bed and count down with the clock.
It always puzzled her, why she never dreamt of anything else, why didn't she have dreams of falling or flying? Why did she always have to have this dream? Was she really so fixated on time that even as she slept time had to be present, did the clock represents her fears of losing time, or was it just to internalize her anxieties. She didn't know. What she did know was that in ten seconds time would run out.
She rolls over on her side, anticipating the alarm, her eyes still closed, 3…2…1. Then that shrill buzzing erupted from her phone, her eyes then immediately opened. She swings her arm hitting the phone that was currently wailing at her to get up.
Quinn successfully makes sure it is off, but still doesn't get out of bed. Instead, she lays there, waiting for something more important that was about to happen, something she'd become dependent on before starting her day.
Not more than two minutes later her phone chimes again. She grabs the phone and looks at the screen, and at the message she'd just received. It was from Rachel.
-You better be up.
The text reads. It was as if Rachel had just pounded on her bedroom door to make sure she was up. Even though Rachel was across town just waking up herself.
Quinn couldn't help but smile slightly. She didn't know why she waited or needed to get that message in the morning, but for whatever reason it motivated her to get out of bed.
It all started a few months after Rachel had started working for her. Quinn was still waking up late for work, not because she didn't set an alarm, but because she would hit the snooze button too many times. Rachel would arrive then to a frantic Quinn running around the house trying to get ready, and stressing because she was running late. After that, Rachel had suggested she could text or call her to get her up since she was up at that time anyway.
Evidently Rachel had a pretty rigorous morning routine that she woke up for, it involved a thirty minute workout on the elliptical, and a well implemented hygiene regiment afterwards. So she was up at the same time as Quinn. The only thing that was different now was before she worked out she would send a text to Quinn to make sure she was up too, and if she didn't get a reply she would call. And for the most part it worked. Quinn didn't oversleep or hit the snooze button on her phone anymore.
Quinn quickly texts a message back, making sure Rachel knew she was up and moving. She then sat up in bed, letting the comforter fall off of her. She takes a moment to stretch before slipping her legs over the side of the bed. She hesitates placing her feet on the floor, knowing that the wood floor was going to be cold on her feet, but does it anyway as she stands. She can't help but shiver slightly.
She then lets out a yawn as she makes her way into the ensuite bathroom, turning on the lights as she went.
She briefly looks at the bathroom mirror, taking in her appearance, her blonde hair was beyond messy "Ug… good morning Bedhead." She attempts to get her hair under control, then she turns on the shower to let the water warm up.
If there was one thing she hated in the mornings, it was a cold shower. She then unbuttons her silk pajama top and lets it pool on the floor at her feet, which was soon followed by the rest of her clothing. She then waits for the steam in the shower to build before opening the glass door and stepping inside, and letting the warmth of the water take a hold of her.
Morning showers, there was just something about them that seemed to relax her. Even if it was only for fifteen minutes. These fifteen minutes were phenomenal. She then stepped out of the shower, clean and wide awake, wrapping herself in a big white towel. From there, Quinn's routine was pretty much the same as it was every day. She toweled dried her hair before using a blow dryer, brushed her teeth, then picked up her discarded clothes and put them in her hamper. Next she went to her closet, her towel still pulled tightly around her.
She decided on wearing a simple black pencil skirt with a slightly ruffled white blouse. She then pulled out a simple single buttoned overcoat and a pair of black pumps.
After she got dressed, she would do her hair and makeup, which wasn't something she over stressed about. The only thing she took her time with was her eye makeup. She always thought of her eyes as her best feature.
By the time she was finished it was six am, she had a half hour before she had to leave, so she quickly cleaned up her room, making sure she made her bed before moving into the rest of the sleeping house. Before going down stairs, she quickly stuck her head in Beth's room. The girl was still sleeping, she could see that she was still tightly snuggled into her pillow, but had kicked most of the blankets off of her.
"What a goof." Quinn whispered to herself, she then quietly shut the girls' door before making her way downstairs. She dropped her shoes at the front entryway. Then proceeded to disarm the security system Rachel had set before she'd left last night. Quinn then unlocked both locks and opened the door to retrieve the morning paper.
The morning air was still chilly, but there wasn't a cloud in the sky, it was going to be a beautiful day. Too bad she would be spending most of her day indoors.
After grabbing the morning paper she walked back into the kitchen, the pot of coffee was already percolating, it was set on a timer, so she didn't have to worry about making it in the morning. She instead makes her way towards the toaster and pops in two pieces of multigrain bread. She waited patiently for her coffee and toast to get done.
She pours two cups of coffee, one black the other with cream. Then she sat down at the breakfast bar and dug into her delicious toast, while she read the morning paper.
"Huh… they're searching for old civil war planes… I didn't know they had planes in the civil war…" she can't help but giggle at the article.
She hears the front door open. She knew it was Rachel, arriving well before she had to. She listened to the muffled noises coming from the front entry as Rachel slipped off her shoes and placed her keys on the entry table. She then listens to the light footsteps making their way into the kitchen.
"Good morning." She gives Rachel a warm smile.
Rachel was dressed like always, her style was clean yet fashionable. She wore a simple blue blouse with a pair of skinny jeans.
"Good morning to you too." She says with a cheerful voice. Rachel was a morning person, that much Quinn knew, but on the other hand, she dreamed she could sleep in until noon.
"That was never going to happen…," she thinks out loud.
"What?" Rachel obviously heard her.
"Nothing… Your coffee's by the coffee pot." Rachel quickly makes her way over to the pot and grabs the now perfect temperature coffee. She takes a small sip before walking back over to the breakfast table and sitting down next to Quinn.
A peaceful silence envelopes the kitchen while they both enjoyed their perfectly brewed cup of coffee. Quinn skimmed one side of the newspaper as Rachel skimmed the other side.
"So, how did you sleep last night?" Rachel asks as Quinn flipped the page of the paper.
"Um… I don't know. Okay, I guess, but I'm still having that damn clock dream." She says looking up from the paper.
"The one where you count down with the clock?" Rachel asks, they've talked about it before.
"Yeah, it's so infuriating. It's like when I do dream, it's about that damn clock." She scoffs, she hated that damn clock. "What about you, anything good in your dreams?" Quinn enjoyed hearing about the girl's dreams, at least they tended to change, unlike her own.
Rachel thinks about it for a moment. She had a hard time remembering everything she dreamt about.
"Well, I think there was one that I was accepting some sort of award… I don't really know what, but I distinctly remember flashing lights from a camera's, and me up in front of the crowed." She has to stop and think about what happened next. "You know, I don't really remember what happened next, I just remember it was weird. I might have been naked…" she trails off. Quinn doesn't seem fazed, she actually envied the girl's dreams.
"See, why can't I have a weird dream?" Quinn pouts as she takes another sip of her coffee.
"Well the fact that you're still having the same dream is a little weird."
Quinn doesn't seem convinced.
"Yeah…" she lets out some frustration. "Well, I guess since you're here means it's about time for me to go." She hated the fact that she now had to get on with her day. She goes to stand up, but Rachel stops her.
"You still have plenty of time… I got here early. So sit back down and finish your coffee."
Quinn does just that. Not a moment later, Beth walks into the kitchen. The sleepy girl was rubbing her eyes.
"Mama?" Beth's voice sounded like she was still asleep.
"Well, look who's up." Quinn smiles, usually Beth slept in now that she didn't have to go to Grandma's in the morning. "What are you doing up so early baby?"
The young girl lets out a small yawn.
"I wanted to see you before you left for work." She mumbles.
"You did… aw, come here" Quinn opens up her arms, and Beth slowly steps into them. Quinn lifts her onto her lap and holds her close, moving some of the messed up hair from her face. She couldn't help noticing how similar they looked when they woke up, both always had massive bed hair. "So do you want some coffee?" She asks the sleepy girl as a joke, ruffling Beth's hair as she offers her the coffee cup.
"No…" the girl pushes it away.
"What, no coffee?" Quinn tries again.
"No mama, coffee is yucky." She makes a face of disgust.
"Oh well, I guess you can have something else… I'm sure Rachel is going to make you an amazing breakfast." Rachel smiles and nods. She can help but find the interaction between the two to be anything but adorable. "Sooo… guess what you get to do today?" She pokes the girl side lightly causing her to squirm in Quinn's arms.
"Stop mama!" The girl starts to giggle uncontrollably as Quinn continues to tickle her sides.
"Rachel is going to bring you to my office for lunch today." Beth's face lights up with excitement. She was always asking about her mom's work.
"And we're going to visit the park to feed the ducks," Rachel adds. Making the girl even more excited.
"Does that sound like a plan?"
"Yes!" The young girl says with a little too much excitement for the morning.
"Well good," Quinn looks at the stove clock, it was now six thirty, and she had to leave for work. "But now I have to go to work." She hugs Beth tightly before placing her back on the ground and getting up from the breakfast bar. "I'll text you once I get to the office, okay?" She says to Rachel who nods. "And you Missy, be good for Rachel, and I'll see you in a couple of hours." She kisses the sleepy girls head. Before waving bye to Rachel and making her way towards the front door gathering up her essentials before slipping on her heels and walking out the front door.
In the kitchen, Rachel just finished her coffee when she notices Quinn phone sitting by the coffee pot. She quickly gets up and grabs the phone before running to the door to catch Quinn before she left.
"Wait!" Rachel yells as she waves the phone at the Audi backing up the driveway. Quinn must have noticed her, because her car stopped. Rachel walks up to the driver side window that was now rolling down. Quinn looks at her questioningly, as Rachel hands her the phone, shaking her head at the blonde.
"It's gonna be kind of hard to text me without this." She says.
"Thanks Rachel…" she gives her a half smile, "I'll see you in a few hours." She waved one last time to the nanny.
Rachel goes back inside once Quinn's car can no longer be seen. Beth was standing in the front window, she'd been watching them. Rachel shakes her head at the young blonde.
"Your mama. I swear she would lose her head if it wasn't attached to her body." Beth laughs, because it was true. Even though Rachel seemed to have helped organize Quinn's morning routine the blonde was still kind of forgetful. "Now, we have a lot to do today, so now that you're up we might as well start the day, don't you think?" Rachel says. "So why don't we start by brushing those teeth of yours?"
"But…" the girl was about to argue.
"Then as soon as you're finished you can watch some Scooby Doo while I make you breakfast."
"Really…"
"Absolutely… so what are you hungry for?"
"Spooky-o's" Beth says with some excitement.
"Spooky-o's again?" The little girl nods, "okay… but after you brush those little pearly whites of yours."
Rachel follows Beth upstairs, she helps the girl squeeze the toothpaste onto her lime green toothbrush.
As Beth brushed her teeth, Rachel goes to pick her out an outfit for the day. She pulls out a pair of blue jeans along with a yellow Hoodie that had flower prints lining the hood. She was about to go and check on Beth when the girl screamed.
"RACHEL!" Rachel runs into the bathroom and notices Beth holding her mouth.
"What happened? Are you okay?" She pulls the girl's hand away from her mouth. The first thing she notices was the blood. "Oh honey, what happened?"
"My tooth was loose, and then it fell out. Now my mouth is bleeding." The girl is almost in tears. Rachel quickly grabs a Kleenex and dabs it in the running sink water.
"Okay, open up, and let's see." Beth opens her mouth slowly, and sure enough she'd lost her first tooth. All that was there now was a space. Rachel wipes off the blood, then places the Kleenex in the space. "Okay, now bite down a little." She instructs the girl.
"Rachel, am I gonna die?" The girl mumbles through closed teeth.
"What… no sweetie, you'll be fine trust me. You just lost a tooth, but you'll grow another one." She reassures the girl.
"But I don't want to lose my teeth." Beth mumbles.
"Aw Beth, its normal to lose your baby teeth, that just means you're growing up. "
This then turned into a very lengthy discussion about who the tooth fairy was, and why she took your teeth. In the end, Beth seemed to be excited that she would be visited by the tooth fairy.
Meanwhile, Quinn was busy at work. The day was going by faster than usual; she'd already cleared her schedule for lunch and was currently skimming through yesterday's unfinished work. She had gotten a text from Rachel saying that Beth had something to show her when they got there. However, she wouldn't say what it was. Only that it wasn't bad.
Her assistant had just brought her a new cup of coffee along with her mail. She quickly skimmed through it, and was just about to excuse her assistant when the door to her office swung open.
"What's up lovelies?"
"Santana", Quinn didn't need to say anything more, her co-worker slash best friend was always slacking off, especially on Fridays. It was nothing new. Santana shamelessly eyes up Quinn's assistant before turning her attention back to Quinn. "You can go Ashley… remember when Rachel and Beth get here, send them right in okay?" The assistant nods, and then quickly exits the office. "I really wish you'd stop doing that." Quinn was slightly irritated.
"Doing what?" Her friend asked with way too sweet a voice.
"I mean it Santana… no more sleeping with my assistants. I can't afford to train a new one every month, because of you. Can't you hire your own to sleep with, because I actually need mine to do my job."
"Damn girl, settle down. Plus, I'm not sleeping with your assistant…" Santana sits down on Quinn's office couch. She crosses her legs before adding "yet." Quinn groans in frustration.
"Santana…"
"Fine, but if she comes on to me, it's fair game."
"Whatever… why are you even here?" She rubs her forehead before going back to work. Santana shrugs.
"No reason," she says while inspecting her fingernails, "I was just bored. Why, you got someplace to be?" Santana knew full well she didn't have anywhere else to be, but enjoyed seeing Quinn's frustration. It was like her own private reality show, and she couldn't get enough of it. Quinn rolls her eyes. They'd already had their morning meeting so now it was just a waiting game. She just wanted it to be lunch, so she could get some quality bonding time with her daughter before the weekend started. It didn't seem right that she really only got two full days out of the week to spend time together. That was going to have to be brought up at her next one on one with her boss.
"No, I don't have anywhere to be, I just… Beth is coming here today, and I'm a little impatient." She shrugs.
"Beth is coming here… how? She can't be old enough to drive yet… didn't you just have her?" Santana says smugly.
"She's five Santana… so no, I didn't just have her. Rachel is bringing her into the city to visit the park. Then they're coming here to have lunch with me."
"Wait, whose Rachel again- wait, are you dating a chick?"
"Rachel… you know my nanny. I've told you about her. Shit, she's been working for me for like five months now."
"Rrright… sounds vaguely familiar." Santana thinks about it for a moment. "Wait, she's the young brunette, right?" Quinn nods. "Huh… I thought that was just some weird fantasy you were telling me about… now it makes a lot more sense. Is she hot?" She asks with all seriousness. "Because I have this image in my head about her wearing this weird ass French maid outfit… do you make her wear a French maid outfit?"
"Santana… she's a nanny, not a maid, and she is also off limits to you. What is with you trying to get into the pants of everyone that works underneath me?"
"Underneath? Huh.., I didn't take you for a top…" Santana says with a smug smile.
"Okay, that's it, leave please…" Quinn points to the door. Santana laughs as she leaves the room.
"I'll see you at lunch," Santana adds as she slams the office door with a little too much force.
Quinn tries her best to focus on her work. She wanted to get most of her work done before lunch so she could leave early. It was Friday after all.
She got a text from Rachel around ten saying they'd just got to the park. She could only imagine Beth running around like a wild child, chasing the birds and squirrels.
As noon rolled around Quinn started pacing in her office. In some ways her office seemed more like a cage.
She got a text from Rachel at twelve fifteen saying they were just leaving the park. 'Finally,' she thinks, but her thoughts were interrupted when the door to her office opened. She was half expecting Beth and Rachel, but it was just Santana.
"Are you even trying to work?" Quinn ignores her, but Santana does seem concerned "Are you okay, because I was watching you for like the last fifteen minutes pace around your office like you're a caged lion."
"I'm fine, I just got the Friday afternoon jitters."
"Yeah, you and me both. So what do you and the squirt have planned for this weekend?" Santana sits down on the couch again.
"Same thing we do every weekend, watch movies and eat pizza, then lounge around on Saturday, followed by the weekly Sunday night dinner at my moms. What about you?"
"Same thing, minus the movie night, and dinner with my parents."
"So you're just going to lounge around all weekend."
"No, I'm going to get drunk tonight and hopefully get laid, then I'll lounge around on Saturday while trying to nurse any possible hangovers, maybe get laid again, and then cook some sort of meal for Sunday if I'm hungry. You want to join?" Santana asks wiggling her eyebrows at Quinn. Quinn just smirked. Santana's life style just wasn't that appealing to her; she would take Beth any day. At least she didn't wake up with random people and splitting headaches.
"I think I'll just stick to my usual weekend routine."
"There you go mama."
"Don't say that like I'm old." Quinn pouts.
"You are old, you're like twe-" Santana can't finish. The two are interrupted by Quinn's phone.
Quinn hits the speaker button to answer it.
"Miss Fabray, Beth, and a Rachel Berry are here to see you." Quinn smiles, finally they were here.
"Yeah, send them up." She hit the end button. "They're here." Quinn says with some excitement, she couldn't even remember the last time she'd eaten lunch with her daughter during the weekday. "Are you really planning on joining us Santana?" She looks at her friend who is still sitting on the couch.
"No… I'll give you your bonding time. I just want to see this mystery nanny of yours."
Quinn gets excited when she sees her assistant escorting Rachel and Beth towards her office. Beth was holding onto Rachel's hand while eagerly taking in her surroundings. That was until Beth saw her mom in the office ahead of her and started to pull Rachel. She practically ran into the glass door, but as soon as she opened, she ran into her mom's awaiting arms.
"Hey there baby." She picks Beth up holding her in the hug.
"Mama… look." She pulls back to show Quinn the space in her teeth. Smiling brightly as she does.
"Wow… look at that, you lost a tooth." She tickles the blonde girl causing her to squirm in her arms. That must have been the surprise Rachel had texted her about.
"No… no tickling…" the girl laughs out. Quinn puts her back on her feet.
"So how was the park?" She looks at Rachel then back to Beth, who looked like she'd had a blast. "Tell me everything you did."
"Fun, Rachel and I fed the ducks… and then we swung on the swings… and… and we went on the monkey bars. Well, I did the monkey bars, but Rachel was there to help me just in case, but I made it all the way across." Beth explains in a hurry, but she was saying so much it was hard to follow everything that was being said.
"We had a lot of fun, didn't we." Rachel finishes. Beth was just trying to catch her breath after talking so fast.
"Yup, I can't wait to go back, maybe next time you can come with us? Then we could play tag, cuz you can't play tag with two people..." Beth looks so hopeful.
"Yeah, sounds like fun." Santana then clears her throat. "Oh, right, sorry. Um, you remember Santana… right Beth?" Beth turns to Santana taking in her appearance. She nods slowly.
"Yeah, you're always at my birthday parties. Last year you brought that weird lady that smelled like soup." Santana blushes slightly.
"Okay… I think I liked her more when she didn't talk." She says standing up from the couch.
"And Santana this is Rachel Berry, our nanny. Rachel this is Santana Lopez, my… um co-worker… she's also a family friend." Santana raises her eyebrow at Quinn before turning to shake the nanny's hand. She gives Rachel a quick once over too.
"It's nice to meet you." Rachel says.
"Damn Quinn, you said you got a nanny, but… how old are you?"
"Rachel is 22…"
"So why… how… what made you want to become a nanny?" Santana couldn't believe the girl in front of her was a nanny. Rachel didn't seem fazed.
"Um… well, I like working with kids so it sort of just happened."
"Yeah, but shouldn't you be in college?"
"I was, but I dropped out my sophomore year…"
"But, why?" Santana can't believe what she's hearing, college was the best years of her life. Even though most of what she remembered was hazy.
"Um, Santana don't you have somewhere else to be?" Quinn could tell Rachel was becoming uncomfortable.
"Um… no."
"Can you go anyway…?"
"Right… sure… wait one last question… would there be a way to get your services for one night?"
"Oh… you mean like to babysit?" Rachel asks in some confusion.
"Sure, is that what the twenty two year olds are calling it these days?" Santana says with a smug smile.
"Santana you don't have kids…" Quinn says.
Rachel realizes what she meant and blushes.
"Oh… um" Quinn starts to push Santana towards the door.
"Just ignore Santana… please go before I have to get a restraining order for you"
"Wait one last question..." She fights against Quinn.
"No more questions." She practically has to push the Latina out the door. "Jesus…" she turns back around to see Beth sitting in her chair going through her paperwork and Rachel standing in the same place she'd been since she'd entered her office. "I'm so sorry about that Rachel… she just really… um friendly. I hope she didn't offend you in any way."
"No its fine… so… are we ready to eat… Beth here helped make our lunch today, so I'm sure it's going to be amazing. Right Beth.
"Yup… I put on the chicken, cheese, and bacon bits on them." She says while spinning in Quinn's office chair.
"We're having chicken bacon wraps?" She says with a hopeful smile.
"Yup… well you two are, and I'm having an avocado and tomato wrap."
They sit down on Quinn's couch and enjoy their meal. She couldn't help but smile every time Beth smiled since there as a big space. She looked so adorable. Rachel explained that she took some pictures of her at home of Beth eating cereal.
By the time they were finished it was two o'clock, well past lunchtime.
Quinn really didn't want them to go, but knew that if she wanted to get done somewhat on time she would have to get back to work.
"I had a lot of fun eating lunch with you today Bethy." She hugs the girl. She notices Santana is hanging off to the side trying to get Rachel's attention as she said goodbye to her daughter.
"I had a lot of fun too." Beth says, while smile and showing off her missing tooth yet again.
"Yeah? Maybe we can figure out way to have lunch more often together does that sound good?" Beth nods in excitement "So are we still on for movies and pizza for tonight?" She asks just to make sure the young girl hadn't forgotten.
"Yeah!"
"Okay, good… I'll get the pizza and you pick the movie."
She hugs Beth one more time before looking at Rachel, l who was now talking to Santana a few feet away. Santana seemed to be flirting from what she could tell, she noticed the girls blushed face as Santana handed her a card. No doubt it had her cell number on it.
She walks Beth over to them, clearing her throat to get their attention. Rachel immediately jumps a little when she notices Quinn.
"Make sure you drive back safely."
"Of course Miss Fabray" Rachel says in a hurry, her face was still flushed. Quinn doesn't correct her this time, but she does notice the slight eyebrow lift from Santana.
"And make sure you text me when you get back so I know you made it."
"Of course."
"And I'll see you tonight," she taps Beth on the nose. She waves as the two of them leave, and then turns to Santana, who was also watching them leave. Well, she was watching Rachel's ass leave. Quinn slaps her arm.
"Ow, what was that for?" She asks as she rubs her arm.
"I don't know, maybe for trying to hook up with my nanny…" Quinn says letting her anger take over.
"Come on Quinn, have you seen her, do you have eyes? The girl is hot. You can't expect me not to hit on her, it goes against my nature."
"Whatever… just…" she can't even finish, instead she walks back towards her office.
"Oh please don't act so innocent. What was with that Miss Fabray crap?"
"It's my name." Quinn adds dryly.
"Yeah, but you liked it, the way she said your name. Don't act like you didn't… because I saw that weird ass gleam thing. You like her don't you." It was a statement not a question, but Quinn chooses to ignore it.
"No, I don't, I just don't want to have to get another nanny because you can't seem to leave my employees alone." She walks back into her office. This was certainly not a conversation she wanted to be having in the middle of an office building. Santana follows her in.
"You can't possibly think you can lie to me, I know that look. It's the same look you use to give girls when we were dating in college. You know 'the back the hell off my girlfriend before I cut you' look."
It was true Santana and her dated in college; it only lasted a month before they realized they made better friends than girlfriends. Then Quinn met Puck, Beth's father.
They dated off and on for two years until she graduated from college, and gotten pregnant shortly after. That's when Puck split, leaving her alone to raise their child. She never actually got mad when Puck left, sure it was hard, but if she was honest with herself she never genuinely loved him. And she ended up getting an amazing daughter from it. Sure Beth wasn't planned, but she never regretted having her. After that, she just gave up on dating. It was hard enough being a single mom and raising a child, she didn't think dating would be a good idea.
"Look Santana… we're not going to talk about this… just please leave it alone." She says.
The rest of the day goes by relatively fast. She actually gets most of her stuff done before seven p.m. She even had time to call and order pizza for movie night. She ordered one large cheese pizza, which was Beth's and her favorite. With extra cheese and one vegan friendly veggie pizza for Rachel. She didn't know why she did that. Usually on Fridays, Rachel left right after she got home. But for some reason she bought two pizzas instead of just one. In the end she decided to blame Santana, because it seemed easier to blame her. She quickly escapes the confines of the building with her pizzas in hand.
She relaxes instantly as she pulls into her driveway. The drive had been a blur again, but at least she didn't have to think about work for another two days. She all but falls out of her car when she opens her door and tries to exit too quickly. Grabbing the pizza before making her way towards the front door.
This time when she opened the door, she was practically tackled by Beth, who'd heard her car come down the driveway. The girl slid into her on the wooden floor before wrapping her arms around Quinn's leg.
"PIZZA!"
"Well, good to see you too."
Rachel walks into the entryway.
"Two pizzas, someone must be hungry. Did we not make you enough food for lunch?"
"Well, actually one of them is for you. I thought that maybe if you didn't have plans you would like to stick around for some pizza and a movie. I know usually you have plans, and I probably should have asked before buying the pizza, but… Anyways, if you are busy, then Beth is going to be eating a lot of pizza for the next two days." She says with some sarcasm.
"Even for breakfast?" Beth actually looks excited to have pizza for breakfast.
"Yup… breakfast too. So pizza…. It's vegan friendly." She adds as she opens the top box to show Rachel the delicious looking pizza inside.
"Well, since you went through the trouble in getting vegan friendly pizza how can I say no, plus I don't actually have any plans for tonight."
"Yea Rachel's going to stay." That was a first.
"Why don't I help you with that?" Rachel grabs the pizza and walks towards the kitchen, followed by Beth, who was talking about how much she was going to eat. Quinn quickly disappears upstairs to get out of her work clothes. By the time she comes back down, both Rachel and Beth are sitting on the couch with their pizza on a plate and Netflix loading on the TV screen.
"You'd better have saved some of that pizza for me…" She teases Beth when she noticed two very big slices on her plate. She knew the young girl would only be able to eat one, but she couldn't help but tease. She quickly goes into the kitchen and dishes up a plate for herself. She grabs two Bud Lights from the fridge before going back into the living room.
She hands a bottle to Rachel, who eyes it suspiciously, Rachel wasn't a big drinker.
"Trust me, pizza and beer go together, plus it's Friday."
"Well, I guess one won't hurt. Can you help—" she hands the bottle back because she couldn't twist off the top. Quinn sets down her plate, then help Rachel with her bottle. Beth had a cup of milk she was nursing; she even had a wicked milk mustache going on.
"So what did we decide on for a movie?"
"Gnomeo and Juliet!" Beth gleams as she pushes play on the remote.
"Gnomeo? You mean Romeo."
"Unfortunately, no. Even if I think it's a great play, this is a remake in a slightly less conventional format."
"Huh?"
"They're gnomes… instead of people," Rachel clarifies.
"Oh…"
As far as movies go, this one wasn't too bad. Quinn was used to watching cartoon movies with Beth, and frankly, she enjoyed them. By the time the movie was over Beth had fallen to sleep in-between Quinn and Rachel on the large leather couch.
"That was cute… even though they all lived in the end."
"Yeah, I'm sure Shakespeare is rolling in his grave… well, I should put this girl to bed…"
She quickly scoops up sleeping Beth, and carries her upstairs into her room. She manages to get the girl into pajamas before tucking her in for the night. By the time, she got back downstairs the living room was cleaned up. Rachel had put away the rest of the food and picked up the two empty beer bottles.
"Today was really great… lunch… and everything…."
"Yeah, it was wasn't it… she was so excited to see where you worked today… I glad we were able to do that."
"Me too… maybe we can figure out a way to do that more often…. I could raise your pay or something."
"Quinn… you already pay me too much… not that I'm complaining, but you do not need to give me any more raises." The room goes quiet. Quinn then opens up the fridge and grabs another two bottles of beer. She opens both and hands one to Rachel.
"I really shouldn't… I still need to be able to drive home."
"Just one more… we could even watch a movie with actual people in it… I can't even remember the last time that happened." Rachel laughs.
"Fine… one more movie, then I have to go."
They go back into the living room. It takes a while for them to find a movie that looks appealing and after a lengthy discussion, they settle for a horror movie. It wasn't too scary, in fact, it was kind of predictable, but it was a pleasant break from talking animals.
"I'm sorry about today…" Quinn says as the movie hit an uninteresting part. She takes a sip of her beer before looking over at Rachel, who still had her eyes trained on the TV screen.
"Huh? What do you mean?" She was actually into the movie for the most part.
"Santana she's kind of… um… persistent. And I'm sorry if she came on too strong that's just how she is."
The room goes silent as the movie starts to get intense again. Quinn knew that at any moment something was going to jump out at the actress on the screen that was sneaking around the haunted house. They both jump when the monster in the movie pops out and attacks the helpless victim. It looked extremely fake, but it still scared them.
"She seems friendly…" Rachel says as he movie died down again.
"She's um, something else that's for sure. I've had to replace six assistants in the last year because of her… " That grabs Rachel's attention.
"Six? Wow…"
"She's kind of a player… but she's a good friend."
Rachel nods before turning back to the TV. She finished off the rest of her beer. They didn't talk the rest of the movie… Quinn eventually became way too interested in the movie that she'd almost forgotten Rachel was still there. By the time the credits rolled it was eleven thirty.
"Well that was different." The ending of the movie was crazy, there was no happily ever after for those people. She looks over at Rachel who was now sleeping. "Must not have been that great of a movie." She says to herself. Quinn gets up from the couch and collects the empty beer bottles. She contemplates waking up the sleeping girl. In the end she does since she didn't know if Rachel needed to be home or what. She lightly shakes the girl's shoulder as she tried to wake her. "Hey Rachel…" Nothing. " Come on…" she tries again, this time Rachel stirs slightly.
"Huh, no I'm sleepy…" Rachel mumbles, she sounded like Beth when she didn't want to wake up.
"Are you sure you can stay over… do you need to send a text to your dads?"
"No… its fine, they don't care…" She says still half asleep.
"Okay…" and with that, Quinn starts to clean up the living room once more. She almost wanted to ask if Rachel wanted to sleep in one of the guest rooms, but she couldn't find it in herself to wake the sleeping girl back up. Instead, she turns off the TV, grabs a throw blanket, and drapes it over the sleeping girl.
She looked so peaceful, Quinn can't help but move some of Rachel's hair from the girls sleeping face. She drags her fingers as lightly as possible across the girl's forehead… but pulls away as soon as Rachel stirs, the last thing she wanted to do was to try and explain why she was watching the girl sleep. Instead, she whispers a Goodnight to the sleeping nanny before going back upstairs to sleep in her own bed.
What she didn't hear was Rachel wishing her a good night as well.
End for now
I hope you liked it, and hopefully I get just as many reviews as last time, I'm trying to update as quickly as possible, but college is a bitch right now. I'm also trying to update my other stories as well so if there's a long break between updates blame it on the three vastly different stories I have open right now. Anyway, tell me what you think, and for those who are wondering how old Quinn is, she's twenty nine-ish… and Rachel is going to be 22 so that's about seven years age difference. So there's kind of an age gap, but it makes it more interesting to write.