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Thank you all once again for the reviews. To those who have reviewed more than once you guys rock, to those who are first time reviewers, I'm glad you like the story so far. I had a hard time writing this chapter so bear with me as I struggle through it.
As always all mistakes are my own
Late Morning Lullaby
"Holy shit… Quinn." Quinn's mouth hangs open as she takes in the one person she never expected to be standing on her front door step… holding a tool box none the less.
"Puck?" it takes her a moment to pull herself out of the strange denial her brain was trying to push through. 'What in the world. This isn't happening, this can't be real. The man in front of me is not who I think it is.' She shakes her head. "What the hell are you doing here." sure it probably wasn't the best choice of words for this situation, but what else was she supposed to say… 'hey Puck nice to see you, what brings you to these parts, oh and by the way where have you been the last five years. I don't know if you remember, but I was pregnant when you left so… oh but it's so nice to see you.' yeah, that wasn't going to work, not when she was trying so hard not to punch I'm in his smug little face. 'Breathe Quinn, focus on breathing and not the overwhelming urge to smash his junk with your knee.' Quinn lets out her breath, she can't help but notice Puck seems just as surprised to see her. Stunned even. "Well!" She makes Puck jump.
"Oh… I'm here to fix your downstairs basement." That sounded a little suggestive.
"Excuse me?" Quinn takes a step forward, right into Puck's personal space.
Puck pulls out a sheet of paper from his pocket. "The invoice says you're looking to remodel your basement bathroom… I'm supposed to give you an estimate." Puck says quietly… which is so not like Puck, or at least the Puck Quinn remembered. "I can't believe this is happening, the invoice says Rachel Berry, I swear." He shows her the paper, and sure enough Rachel's name was printed on the bottom of the paper.
"Hey Quinn, does Santana need some help with Beth!" Rachel calls from the kitchen.
"You named her Beth?"
"Puck you can't be here… you need to go." Quinn tries to push him off the front step.
"Wait can't we talk about this."
"What's there to talk about other than you're a class A jerk that walked out on me when you knocked me up. I think I've heard that story one too many times. You made your decision to leave Puck… don't expect me to welcome you back into my life after five years."
"That's not what I… look I know whatever I say isn't going to change anything, but I should at least get a chance to explain." Puck tries only to be cut off by Quinn.
"I don't care… I don't need or even want your explanations!" Quinn practically yells in his face.
"Quinn is everything all right out here?" Rachel walks into the foyer expecting to see Santana and Quinn, but instead she sees a tall man dressed in what looked like a plumber's uniform. At first glance the guy looks like your run of the mill handy man. 'He looks familiar, though… like I've seen him somewhere.' She thinks. That's when it hits her. The man standing on their stoop was Noah Puckerman, Beth's father and Quinn ex. "Oh… I um… thought it was… never mind, I'll just… I'm going to be in…" she trails off as she turns around and walks back into the kitchen.
"I see your new girl knows who I am. She's cute… I mean I'm glad you found a girl…."
"Puck… please… I need you to leave now. I can't do this with you." she tries to shut the door on him but is blocked.
"Wait, please Quinn, I realize this is a shock. I really wasn't expecting to show up here on your doorstep, not that it's a bad thing, but please can't we talk… or something… maybe." He tries again.
"Look Puck I don't know what you could possibly want to talk about."
"You know exactly what I want to talk about…" Quinn then sees a black Volkswagen pulling into her driveway, no doubt it was Santana dropping off Beth. Puck turns when he notices the car too. "Is that Santana… wow, I never thought I would see her again. Wait… is that…" you could just barely see Beth's ragged blonde hair from the car window.
Santana notices the man straight away. "Shit, Beth I'll be right back. Here play with aunt Sanny's iPhone… just don't call anyone." she says as she exits the car. "What the hell is he doing here!"
"He was just leaving… weren't you Puck." Quinn says, trying to get Puck to move towards the plumber's van parked on the street. The sight of the angry Latina could make any sane man leave.
"You're damn right he was just leaving." Santana sneers making Puck inch away in the process.
"Wait here… take my card, just in case you change your mind and want to talk." Puck hands Quinn his business card only to be snatched away from Santana and crumpled.
"She's good, but thanks… now leave before I's ends you." Puck throws his hands up in surrender and backs away from the overly protective Latina, and Quinn.
"Good riddance." They watch Puck drive away in his plumber's van. "Now that the dramas over… go get your demonic spawn out of Rachel's car, and there better be some sort of breakfast ready inside, because I'm starving." Quinn isn't surprised, she could only imagine what she went through last night while babysitting… Beth could be a hand full.
Inside the car Beth quietly played with Santana's phone, Quinn had to knock on the window just to get the girls attention from the wicked game of angry birds the five year old was playing. Beth however, was so excited to see her mom that she drops the phone on the floor.
"Whoa there…" Quinn opens the door. "Some one's excited to see me." She picks up Santana's phone and puts it in her pocket, before unbuckling the excited five year old from her car seat.
"MAAAMA!" Beth practically jumps in her arms as soon as she's free from the confines of the seat.
"Good morning baby… how was your night at Santana's?"
She rolls her eyes. "Santana is Cray Cray."
"Excuse me? Please tell me I did not just hear you say Cray Cray… what else did Santana say while you were staying with her."
Beth shrugs. " We just talked about misses Pierce mostly. Can we go inside, it's freezing out here… and I wantz to get my grub on."
'Great, now my kid has been corrupted by Santana. No more sleepovers.' Quinn thinks as she quickly caries Beth inside. Sure the morning had started off rocky, compared to last night it was utter emotional chaos, but fortunately for Quinn, she could at least still enjoy some nice blueberry pancakes for breakfast. 'Pancakes are exactly what I need right now.' When they walk into the kitchen they see Santana is already helping herself to a plate full of pancakes and bacon… 'wait when did she make bacon.'
"Took you long enough… damn these pancakes are the bomb. Seriously Q whoever taught that girl how to cook should be given a medal of some sort. Hey, you know what we should do, we should enroll her on iron chef or something… it could be the midget against Bobby Flay or Cat Cora… that would be insanity."
"Whoa, I've never seen you say so many words this early in the morning. Speaking of Rachel…"
"Oh right… well she pretty much said that she already ate so she was going to go down stairs or something… she said some other things too… all I remember was 'help yourself to the food' and then I pretty much stopped listening to her after that." Quinn sits Beth down in her chair and dishes her some pancakes with syrup. "So… what was all of that about this morning with the you know who." Santana asks in between bites.
"I really don't think now's the best time to talk about that." Quinn mumbles as she serves herself while sadly eyeing her daughter who seemed oblivious to the conversation happening around her.
"Well... I think we should talk about it... but you're the boss." Santana drops the subject, at least for now.
"So how was your class yesterday, did you learn anything cool?" Quinn asks Beth, who was busy munching down on her food.
"Our teacher says we need to learn more discipline, since Bradley challenged Junior to a fight, and then she pulled his hair. Sensei says there is no hair pulling in Karate, even though she won, and made Bradley cry."
"Man that's just like a girl... pulling someone's hair..." Santana smirks into her coffee.
"I'm sure your fighting style is similar, Santana."
"I don't think so Quinn, since my mom taught me how to fight."
"Let me guess, that's the whole razor blades in the hair thing." Quinn gives Santana a smirk.
"Damn right... and I've never lost."
"So what else did you guys do last night." Quinn asks curiously.
"Well other than finding out your child is the reincarnation of the devil?"
"I'm pretty sure that position has already been filled." Quinn says with a smirk.
"It's not funny Quinn your child is insane."
"Oh come on she can't be that bad."
Flashback.
Slowly the creature makes its way through the unfamiliar jungle, seeking out the evil Soup lady that thought it was okay to put mushrooms on the pizza last night. Surely everyone knows the only good pizza is pepperoni... or extra cheese, but the Soup lady insisted that the fungus wasn't going to kill the little lion. She was wrong, and now the wild creature was going to get its revenge. Quietly I sneak towards it slumbering chamber and am met with a horrible snoring sound as it nestled deep in its nest. Creep closer. The monster has no idea I'm here. Now is the time to attack. "BANZAI!"
"What the Fuck!"
Present
"She said a bad word mommy."
"Santana please tell me you didn't swear in front of my child."
"Quinn, she jumped on my head... out of nowhere! Like I was a freaking Gazelle or something... I have the bite marks to prove it." Santana tries to justify.
"Beth please tell me you did not bite Santana."
"She had to be punished... mushrooms should not be on pizza."
"Oh my god... pick them off! Yo, you know what I'm done with this crazy! I will see you at the office, Quinn." Santana gets up from the table and storms towards the front door. "And don't think I'm done talking about what happened this morning... And I'm taking your Car since mine is still at the office!" with that the front door closes.
"Mama... are you mad that I bit Aunty San?" Beth asks.
"Well... no honey, I'm not mad... but don't bite her anymore." She tries not to laugh.
"Fine... I won't."
"Are you all done eating sweetie?"
"Yup, I couldn't eat another bite if I tried. Can I go upstairs to play now?"
"Of course sweetie... I'll be right up after I put the leftovers away."
"Hey mommy, where's Rachel?"
"She's in her room."
"Why?"
"Well..." 'I have no idea.' "I'm not entirely sure sweetie, but it's her day off so why don't we let her have some space."
"Okay... but later I need to tell her all about karate class."
"We'll see sweetie." Quinn quickly puts the remainder of the food away. After which she stands at the top of the stairs wanting nothing more than to go downstairs and see what Rachel was up to. She decides against it in the end. 'Surely Rachel needed space for some reason.' Quinn tries to justify. In the end Quinn decides to give Rachel her space, and goes upstairs to play with Beth. The day proceeded like any other Saturday in the Fabray family household, including their mid afternoon nap on the couch. However, as the day was slowly coming to the end Quinn started to get worried. Rachel hadn't been upstairs at all since the incident this morning.
"Mom... can I go downstairs to see Rachel?" Beth asks.
"Sure baby... just make sure you knock on her door and ask if it's okay too."
"Okay..." Beth takes off down the stairs to the basement.
It was lonely upstairs by herself, and even though every part of her was telling her to go downstairs to see what her two girls were doing, she stayed in the kitchen and started reheating dinner. 'Her two girls?' it was a weird thought, but Quinn couldn't help but wish it were true... she wanted to call Rachel her's.
"Hey mama... is dinner ready?" Beth made her way back upstairs after a while.
"It sure is... is Rachel coming up?"
"She said she needed to finish what she was doing first."
"Right... well, let's eat then." the two of them sat down at the large dining table and ate their reheated food from the previous night. It was quieter than usual, the house seemed... larger for some reason. "Don't play with your food little lion." Beth nods and quickly tries to finish the rest of her meal without picking at the asparagus with her fingers, which was hard considering they were so slimy. After dinner Rachel had still not emerged from the confines of the basement, so the two Fabray's decided to hunker down on the couch to watch the Lorax. 'Dr. Seuss is a genius.' Quinn thinks.
After Beth had fallen to sleep, Quinn took her upstairs and tucked her into bed. She then made her way back down in order to shut down the TV that was still on. Today went by incredibly slow, even though it was similar to most of her weekends at home, however there was something that was missing. Something that she was missing. 'Rachel.' the nanny had been eluding her the entire day, and it had finally gotten to Quinn. Sure, they were new to being 'roommates' if you will, but the girl hadn't even come upstairs to eat. So Quinn broke... she needed to see her, especially since they hadn't talked since this morning. Quinn quickly walked down the stairs and is met with the soft, smooth voice of Rachel singing. This slows her down a little since she didn't want to startle Rachel by bursting through the door one hundred miles an hour, instead she opened it just enough to hear the nanny's voice start to sing.
"Dreams, I have dreams when I'm awake when I'm asleep, and you, you are in my dreams you're underneath my skin, how am I so weak?" Rachel's voice doesn't sound like she normally does, she isn't belting the lyrics of the song nor does it seem to get any louder than the guitar itself. Quinn opens the door more so she could see Rachel sitting on the piano bench facing away from her. "How long, can you hold your breath? Can you count to ten, can you let it pass? Keep, can you keep it in? Keep it behind latches, can you make it last?" Rachel was having a hard time even getting through the lyrics... she could almost feel the tears forming in her eyes as she tried desperately to lose herself in the song. "And now in my dreams, I can feel the way, I can just come clean. I keep it to myself, I know what it means I can't have you, but I have dreams Oh, and I have dreams, I have dreams..." Quinn walks fully into the room.
"Rachel?" her voice startles Rachel enough to stop her from finishing the song. Rachel turns to see Quinn standing in the doorway of her room looking, for lack of a better word miserable.
"Quinn... sorry... I didn't... hear you come down the stairs."
"Rachel... what's wrong, why were you singing that song?"
"I don't know Quinn... it just came to me." Quinn closes the space between them.
"Please don't lie to me... you have been down here all day, you haven't eaten, and you don't sing songs like that unless something's wrong. So just tell me... because I have had far too much mind fucking for one day." Quinn says.
"You know why... Quinn that was Beth's Father on your front door step!"
"I know!"
"It's just... I was just... it's like the moment I feel any sort of happiness in my life the universe decides to throw a curve ball and crush everything around me..."
"Rachel... stop. What happened this morning with Puck wasn't the universe fucking with you... Puck isn't here to I don't know sweep me off my feet... there is no way he could."
"But he's Beth's father..."
"Who left me alone while I was pregnant with her!" Quinn has to take a deep breath to calm herself down. "Look Puck, can't have me, because I'm already involved with someone else." Quinn grabs Rachel's hands.
"Quinn..."
"No... it's still my time to talk. Puck helped create Beth... but that's all. He wasn't there to hold back my hair when I was throwing up, he wasn't there when I was craving bacon flavored ice cream... which is nearly impossible to find by the way... and he wasn't there when I had her."
"Neither was I." Rachel says in a low voice.
"No... your right... you weren't either... but you were there when she lost her first tooth... you were there for her first dance and karate classes... and when she made her first friends... you've been there more than a single mom could ask for. And I don't want to freak you out... but I don't see any other person taking that position anytime soon. I want you to be there for her first day of school, her first dance recital, and I want you to be there with me not as Beth's nanny, but something more."
"Quinn..."
"I like you Rachel... and I'm not going to force you to give up your dreams... or cut you from my life because an old ex-shows up on our doorstep to start renovations in the basement."
"Our door step?"
"You do live here right." Quinn says with a smile.
"I do."
"Good... now can you please tell me why you were down here all day?"
"I was just... confused I guess. When I saw him... I just got sucked back to college and Cassie..." Rachel sits down on her bed. "That image kind of started to consume me. That and I couldn't help but feel like you needed your space. I mean, I can't even imagine what I would be thinking if that ever happened to me."
"Is it weird that I was doing the same thing?" Quinn sits down next to her.
"Really?"
"Yeah... when Santana said you went down stairs, I just felt like you would come up when you were ready to be around us... but I ended up cracking at the end... obviously."
"I'm glad you did... I like you too Quinn. You make me feel almost like my old self again..." Quinn's lips are on her before she can even finish. "I like that..." Rachel breathes.
"What my lips." Quinn says with a smirk.
"Yes... and that we are ending the day like we started."
"Ah... your right... we were rudely interrupted early this morning weren't we?" Quinn leans in to capture the girl's lips again.
"What are you going to do about Puck?" the name is like a bucket of ice being dumped over her head.
"Well... I haven't really thought about it... he says that he wants to talk, but... I'm just not ready to do that yet."
"You're not worried he wants you back?"
"No... I'm not." she kisses Rachel again. "Come stay in my room with me tonight." Rachel smirked.
"I don't know Quinn..."
"Please... you can't want to sleep down here all by yourself."
"Well, it is my room... and what if Beth wakes up and comes in to see us sleeping together."
"Um... we say we were having a sleepover... come on." Quinn pulls Rachel to her feet.
"Fine... but you have to keep your hands to yourself miss Fabray." Rachel allows Quinn to pull her upstairs after she changed into her pajamas. Everything seemed to fall into place slowly, even after all the drama they had been through over the last couple of hours, but now the two of them could relax, similar to how they did last night.
Quinn couldn't help but smile as she wrapped her arms around Rachel as soon as she was in bed. "This could become a problem..." Rachel says as she rolls over to face Quinn.
"I'm sorry I just can't keep my hands off of you."
"No, not that... the fact that you aren't wearing pajama pants... again."
"You've never complained before."
"I'm not complaining... in fact it use to take me immense control those couple of times I helped you out of those pants."
"Oh shit I totally forgot about that." Quinn blushes. "You must have thought I was some insane single mother-"
"Nonsense, I thought you were a hard driven single mother who works herself in the bone for one of the greatest kids I have ever met... who also isn't shy to undress in front of me when she's had a couple glasses of wine." they both laugh at that.
"I just don't like wearing them... ever since I was little, my mom said she used to put me to sleep in those feety pajamas at night and when she would come to wake me, I was completely buck naked... I guess I've never grown out of it." Rachel can't help but rub against those ever so smooth legs.
" Thought you said no funny business." it was Rachel who closed the distance this time between them to capture the blonde's lips with her own.
"I may have lied." Rachel's smirks as she reconnects their lips.
Before they knew it Rachel was on top of Quinn, somehow her pajama top had gotten thrown across the room, not that Quinn was complaining since her hands seemed perfectly happy as they travels across the nanny's body. 'This has to be heaven.' Quinn moans as Rachel bites her bottom lip before pulling away completely. "Too fast?" Quinn pants. Rachel nods.
"Yeah... no..." she places a light kiss on Quinn's lips again. "It might be a little fast... that and now that my mind is starting to catch up with my body, I realize that Beth is just down the hall. You don't think she can hear us..." Quinn laughs.
"No... that girl could sleep through anything... well, anything but thunderstorms." Rachel rolls off of Quinn. She stares intently at the ceiling.
"Quinn... you don't think we're moving too fast?"
"No... I think we're moving at a very comfortable pace... even though there are some moments I can't help but want to rip your clothes off." Rachel smiles and buries her face into Quinn's shoulder. "What... it's true. You're too much of a temptation to me, I find myself having to make sure I don't touch you constantly." to almost prove a point her fingers start to explore the brunette's body.
"So we're like dating right?" Rachel breaks the silence.
"Well... we do go on dates, and I don't plan on seeing anyone else. So yes, as long as you comfortable with it, I would say where dating... is that something you're okay with?" Quinn asks.
"It sounds fantastic actually... but I um... how long do you want to hide us from your family." Quinn has to take a moment to think about what Rachel was asking her. Things would only get complicated if they tried to hide themselves from the people around them, and then there was another problem.
"Rachel... I don't want to hide you... I know I said I wanted to wait before announcing us, but these last few days made me realize that you shouldn't be hidden. So tomorrow, if you're comfortable I would be okay with telling my mom about us... and your dads as well... and Beth too. Not that I think that will be a problem for her, since she already sees you as part of the family. If that's okay with you.'
"It sounds perfect... I mean they should know that we're seeing each other... and taking things slowly. That being said... tomorrow... I think I'm going to finally tell my fathers about why I left college." Quinn wraps her arms around Rachel and pulls her in tighter.
"I think that's a good idea. Now that we vented... I think we should go to sleep." Rachel nods and rolls onto her side facing the wall.
"I call little spoon" Rachel says as she muffles a yawn.
It was a nice feeling having that person filling that empty space next to her. Quinn had been alone for so long... having Rachel next to her was like a dream come true. It was like everything was happening so quickly, but at the same time she felt she was at the right place. Like all roads were leading her to... Rachel.
"Good night Quinn."
"Night Rach."
Sunday
Quietly the little lion stalks through the unforgiving jungle... that's right jungle... because that's where this lion lives. Anyway... now that I thankfully defeated the evil fungus serving soup lady I decide it's time to prowl the jungle to stalk any unsuspecting creatures that I might come across. Then I hear it, the light breath coming from the lion Quinn's cave. That's my mom... slowly I make my way into her cave, she never realizes I'm here as I sneak in on her as she sleeps. Closer and closer... "ROAR!" Beth jumps on the unsuspecting lump underneath the blanket only to be almost thrown off the bed.
"OH Holy! Moses!" Rachel sits up quickly. She looks around for the intruder half expecting it to be Quinn playing a joke on her only to find herself face to face with Beth. "Jeepers... Beth you scared... the Sh- shiitake right out of me." Rachel recovers.
"Rachel?"
"Hey Rachel, are you up..." Quinn walks into the room in only a towel. "I thought I heard you scream... Beth..."
"Mommy, why is Rachel in your bed?"
'Oh, this wasn't going to be awkward... nope.' Quinn pulls the towel tighter around her body. "Um... Rachel."
"We... were having a sleep over."
"Right... sometimes friends sleep over in each other's beds..." Quinn tries to sound convincing... it didn't seem to be working considering Beth was still eyeing the two of them up.
"Why doesn't Rachel have a shirt on?"
"Oh... um..."
"I was... I got hot last night... you know what... it looks like your mom needs some privacy... why don't you and I go downstairs and start breakfast while she gets dressed." Rachel recovers as she rolls off the bed and recovers her shirt, trying her best to stay calm and while at the same time button herself.
"Okay." Beth says after a moment before crawling off the bed and grabbing hold of Rachel's hand.
Rachel gives Quinn a worried look as she left the room. 'Well, that could have been handled better.' Quinn thinks as she tries to get dressed as quickly as possible. Sure, she was going to tell Beth about Rachel... but not when she was half naked.
As she walks down the stairs, she can hear the two light voices coming from the kitchen. She can't help but smile as she sees the two of them cooking together. Beth was concentrating hard at cutting the bananas with her butter knife as Rachel supervised and stirred what looked like oatmeal on the stove.
"Am I doing this right?"
"Yup, just like that, just make sure you keep this hand away from the knife." she repositions Beth's hand.
"Mama, look I'm helping Rachel cook breakfast." Beth says when she sees her mom lurking in the doorway.
"I see... your Rachel's little helper this morning... so what is for breakfast anyway?" Quinn asks as she starts moving around the kitchen to get the plates from the cupboard along with the freshly squeezed juice and a bowl of freshly sliced fruit.
"We are having banana cream pie oatmeal. It's almost done."
"You are going to be the death of me." Quinn whispers into Rachel's ear, as she pulls Rachel into her for a moment. She moves away just as quickly earning a warning glance from Rachel, who obviously was a little worried about being too affectionate in front of Beth... however the little blonde girl didn't seem to notice their interaction.
Rachel was just itching to tell Beth about Quinn and her, even though she really didn't know how a five year old would understand or react. Growing up with two dads' she really was never told that they were together... she just knew. I mean it was obvious since they loved each other and they had loved her just as much. So she never needed to be told, because love was love.
"Mom, can I have a sleepover sometime?" Beth asks as they ate their breakfast together.
"Sure honey... who would be invited to this sleep over."
"Well... Michelle and Adelyn from dance class... and Tommy too, even though he's so quiet."
"Ooo, there would be boys at this sleep over." Rachel tries to read Quinn's face.
"I thought boys were yucky."
"They are... but Tommy is nice... he doesn't talk much and unlike Bradley he doesn't try to fight. So can I?"
"Well... maybe. Well see, we'll need to talk to their parents a little more before this can happen, and if they can't stay over maybe we can just have a play day... since you only see them every other day. But I think you should invite Bradley too."
"Aw mom."
"Just imagine if they all played together and didn't invite you... how would you feel?" Rachel chips in.
"Okay... Bradley can come too... I guess."
"Good... but like I said we'll have to talk to all their parents first. Which also reminds me, we need to go school shopping soon."
"Gosh, my dads were right... they grow up so fast."
"Speaking of fathers, we're having dinner there tonight, right?"
"Oh yes... they've been texting me on and off this last week about dinner. They're very excited... they like using the good silverware every now and again." Rachel says.
After breakfast Rachel helps Beth get ready for the day as Quinn cleans up their breakfast mess. Once the house was back into order and both Rachel and Beth were dressed for the day, Quinn thought it was time to sit Beth down, and try to explain her and Rachel's new relationship.
"Mom, can we go to the park before we have to go to Rachel's daddy's house?"
"Sure sweetie... but before that I need to talk to you about something." she made sure to sit Beth on her lap so she could hold her child while she explained. "Beth... I need to talk to you about Rachel."
"Is Rachel moving out again?"
"What no, of course not... Rachel isn't going anywhere... that's what I'm trying to talk to you about."
"Okay good, because I would miss her if she left."
"I would too sweetie, I know she would miss you too." Rachel was sitting next to them on the couch as they spoke. Quinn tries her best to explain how she felt about Rachel to the five year old. Sure, it was confusing to the little blonde but Rachel tried her best to compare it to her own fathers.
"So you see Beth, it all comes down to how you feel in the end." of course the five year old was confused.
"So you and Rachel kiss? Like on the lips?" Rachel blushes.
"Um... Yeah. Are you okay with that?"
Beth thinks about it. "Yup... Rachel makes you happy. She's your lobster." Beth shrugs.
'Okay, no more friends for you' Quinn thinks. "Yes, I guess you could say that."
"Can we go to the park now?" Beth jumps from Quinn's lap.
"Sure, go get your coat." Beth takes off to get her coat.
"Well, that went surprisingly well... then again, she's fives so... I mean, how much do you think she understood." Quinn breaths
"I think she gets it... lobster." Rachel smiles.
While at the park the three of them spent the majority of their time on the swings. Those where Beth's favorite besides the monkey bars. Quinn found herself unable to stop herself from smiling. Her cheeks were actually starting to hurt from the smiling, but what could you say... she was happy. No, she was very happy. Her favorite part was the spontaneous game of tag that broke out between the three of them, which ended in a fit of laughter as she scooped up the five year old and tickled her into tears. After the park the three of them when home to change for their family night dinner at the Berry's. Rachel received a text to dress formal, which was a good enough excuse to pull on one of her favorite cocktail dresses that would surely get Quinn's attention. She wasn't, however expecting to have her breath taken away when she saw the blonde coming down the stairs in a beautiful champagne colored dress.
"I thought for sure you would wear your Yale shirt." Rachel murmurs as she tries her best to take her eyes away from Quinn. Which she found out was impossible.
"You look amazing Rachel."
"You stole the words right from my mouth."
"What about me?" Beth was the next to come down the stairs. She was wearing a multicolored Tutu with zebra tights, and a pink shirt.
"Wow... someone... dressed themselves lovely." Rachel laughs slightly. "You look amazing Beth. Stunning actually."
"Yeah... mom said I could pick out whatever I wanted as long as I wore a skirt or a dress..." Beth explained. "You look pretty Rachel, " she finished.
"Why thank you Beth."
"Shall we ladies." Quinn pulled their attention back to her as she motioned them towards the door.
By the time they arrived at the Berry's residence they see Judy's car already in the driveway.
"Looks like we're late." Quinn says as she throws her car into park.
"Yes, but if there is one thing my father's know about the old Rachel, is that I am always fashionably late for their dinners."
"That doesn't sound like you at all." Quinn mutters. "You've never been late for me."
"Well, that's because I liked being early, it gave me more time to see you before you disappeared for work."
"Mom, I'm hungry... are we going to get out of the car any time soon." Beth whines from the back seat.
"Yes, honey... let's go get our grub on..." Quinn slaps a hand over her mouth.
"Wow, that sounded like something Santana would say." Rachel laughed a little next to her.
"Sorry, it just came out." they clamber out of the car and are greeted before they could even knock on the door.
"They're finally here" Hiram yells as she pulls Rachel through the thresh holes and into a hug. "Oh goodness it's been too long sweet pea."
"Ugh... Daddy, it's only been a week." he lets her go. "I missed you too." Rachel quickly hugs her Dad who came out of the kitchen to greet them. "It smells wonderful dad."
"Thank you sweetie... your father and I have been slaving away for this little dinner, and you and Quinn look lovely this evening."
The Berry's then usher them into the living room where they are greeted by Judy, who was sipping a giant glass of wine.
"There they are." Judy slurs slightly then laughs. "Goodness, it sounds like I have been drinking for hours. Well Quinny you look... I haven't seen you all dolled up in years, and Rachel my goodness. Ah, there's my sweet little bean." Beth runs into her Grandma's awaiting arms.
"She looks adorable." Leroy says to Quinn.
"Yeah, she insisted picking out her own clothes so."
"Well, since we are all here, let's dig in."
The meal was lavished just like the Sunday dinners they have every Sunday at her mother's house. The only difference was the vegan Meatloaf being the main dish instead of the usual Meatloaf. But other than that it was like any other dinner. Having the two families together seemed so natural, considering they really haven't known the Berry's that long.
"My goodness Harim, Leroy... you've cooked way too much." Judy groans as she sits down on the couch after their amazing feast.
"Well, we do love a good dinner party. Now you girls are going to have to top it."
"Oh, I think Rachel will be able to make something amazing." Quinn groaned as she sat down next to Rachel who was holding Beth on her lap.
"Quinn, you will be helping next Sunday as well... Rachel isn't your own personal chef." Judy scolds.
"I know." Quinn gives Rachel a glance who was smiling. 'She's more than that.'
"Rachel is Mommies Lobster." Beth says loudly.
"I'm sorry... what." Harim asks in confusion.
"She's her lobster... so they hold hands and kiss-"
"Whoa there little one..." Quinn tries to get Beth to stop.
"What's she talking about." Judy asks.
"Um..."
"What, she is... they kiss and have sleepovers."
"Okay! Beth why don't you go and see... um..." she looks at Rachel for help who just shrugs. "Fine... we were going to tell you guys... when it came up."
"So you two are together?." Judy says bluntly.
"How long has this been going on Rachel?" Leroy asks.
"Um... we've had one date so far."
"And you're already having sex- sleep overs." Judy gasps.
"What mom no... we're taking things slow."
"Well, I'm not going to lie to you... I'm really not that surprised." Judy shrugs.
"Mom! What is that supposed to me."
"Well... I'm not one to be playing matchmaker or something, but there was just something between you two. I saw it the first day you met Rachel, in fact I'm surprised you two didn't... you know... sooner."
"Mom! Please stop talking."
"What, Harim and Leroy were thinking the same thing right. It's nothing to be shy about Quinn, I knew you had relations with that one girl in college... that feisty Santana girl."
"So what, you three have been waiting to see how long it would take for us to get together?" Quinn couldn't believe it.
"No... sweetie when I introduced you to Rachel it was like I said, you needed help and Rachel well she was the only one I trusted that could help. From there I just let nature take its course."
"Well, I'm a little shocked." Leroy says. Looking at Harim for confirmation, who too looked a little shocked. "Rachel we had no idea you were dating girls."
"Dad... it wasn't a big deal, I mean I'm an adult, she's an adult."
"Sweetie, that's not what he means... this is a big thing in your life that we had no idea about. Are you gay?"
"That's kind of something I'm not really comfortable talking about with Beth in the room daddy, but I don't like putting labels on myself. I like who I like. Which leads me into something I should have told you months ago... at the time I wasn't ready, but I think I'm ready to tell you. Um, Judy would you mind..."
"Oh, not at all darling... Beth and I will go and find some delicious cookies and milk while you guys talk. Come on sweetie." Judy leads Beth out of the room.
"Honey pleases your starting to worry us." Harim says after a long moment of silence. Quinn reaches out and laces her hand with Rachel's giving her a reassuring squeeze. It takes her a moment, but eventually Rachel tells her fathers about Cassie... not actually telling them her name since she was 85% sure one of her fathers would probably track her down to give her a piece of their mind. Both of her fathers were furious, not at Rachel, but at the teacher who was supposed to be responsible for teaching and promoting their daughters' education only to have taken advantage of her instead. Rachel feels immensely lighter after talking to her parents, just like she did when she told Quinn.
"So what are you going to do sweetie..."
"Well... I like where I am right now, and I plan to find another job as soon as Beth starts school. I've been thinking of looking into teaching... and I even started singing again."
"That's wonderful dear, as long as you're happy." Leroy pulls Rachel into her lap.
"Thank you dad, daddy. I'm sorry I kept so much from you guys. I thought I could handle it on my own... but it turns out it was doing more damage to me than I realized."
"It's hard growing up, and we understand that you were just trying to become more independent, if that's even possible. But we're your parents for a reason, so from now on please, talk to us." Hiram hugs his daughter as well. "And I realize you and Quinn have just started seeing each other, but I thought you should know you guys look adorable together." he whispers in Rachel's ear.
"Thanks daddy."
After Beth got her fill of cookies the three of them decided it was time to head home. Beth fell asleep on the ride home, which wasn't surprising.
After tucking the blonde Wild child into bed, Quinn walks into her room and sees Rachel already on her side of her bed. "I didn't even have to invite you this time."
"Well... truthfully, I don't want to be alone right now. Is that okay with you?" Quinn quickly shimmies out of her clothes and jumps into bed, making Rachel laugh at her eagerness.
"It is definitely okay with me. We had a very interesting day, what with my kid telling our parents were sleeping together."
"Yeah, I didn't think that was going to happen. Why, did you plan on telling them another way?"
"Text... that was my plan." Rachel slaps her arm.
"Quinn you couldn't have told them through text... that's just rude."
"No, it's not... plus then we wouldn't have needed to worry about all those questions afterwards since my mom can't text to save her life."
"Quinn, I'm sure she would have just called you."
"Oh... right. Still would have been less awkward." Rachel nods.
"But it was cute... Lobster."
"I am not a Lobster."
"But you're my lobster."
Quinn couldn't help but smile at the thought before the two of them fell asleep in each other's arms.
Monday
It was one of those mornings Quinn hated to leave. Having Rachel next to her again as her eyes opened almost made her call into work to take the day off, but unfortunately she had to go in, since Santana was going to be picking her up in her own car this morning. She still however laid in bed with the sleeping girl she would no longer call the nanny until Rachel woke up. They then fell into their usual routines. Rachel went downstairs to her workout while Quinn was busy getting ready for work. That was then followed by the leftover breakfast Rachel warmed up for her, which she enjoys eating alongside her 'girlfriend'. Beth was still sleeping when she heard a car honk outside.
"That must be Santana." Rachel says as they made their way to the door. "I'll see you tonight... are you going to make it to the Dance class." Rachel asks as she hands Quinn her purse.
"I have my fingers crossed. I'll texted you when I know for sure though." Quinn turns to leave only to be stopped by Rachel, we quickly caught her lips with her own. It wasn't going to get old, kissing Rachel. Quinn almost pouts when the brunette pulls away.
There was another honk outside.
"She sounds impatient... you better go."
"Yeah, I'll see you later." she waves to Rachel as they pull out of the driveway.
"God damn it, take your sweet time, why don't you." Santana mutters as she gets into the car.
"Well, good morning to you too sunshine."
"Shut it Blondie... is that coffee for me." she grabs Quinn's mug.
"Sure... it seems like you need it more than me anyway." Santana glares at her.
The drive to work was, well, a lot faster than usual considering Santana was driving. They hadn't talked much on the drive... since Santana needed her coffee before she could function like a human being. The two of them were early, most of the people were still filing into their cubicles and what not. They even managed to beat Sam, Quinn's new assistant.
"I thought assistants were supposed to arrive before the boss." Santana grumbles as she walks into Quinn's office and lies back on the couch."
"Well, if someone had managed to not drive like they were a fucking Nascar driver he might have beaten us here."
"Still... I need coffee."
"You just finished mine."
"Yeah, and now I need more." Santana grumbles.
"Fine I'll text him to bring you some coffee-"
"And a muffin." Santana interrupts.
"And a muffin."
"Thank you."
"Don't mention it."
Thankfully, Quinn made it through the morning storm that was Santana in one piece. Sam even managed to make her morning slightly easier by hitting on Santana and forcing the angry Latina to leave mumbling angrily under her breath.
It wasn't so bad for a Monday, she found herself texting back and forth with Rachel the majority of the morning, evidently Beth was in love with craw stations again, and the two of them spent the morning watching Lobstermen on the discovery channel, which Rachel found slightly disturbing but at the same time fascinating, she then managed to get Beth to watch SpongeBob, which was a nice change of pace. Quinn was enjoying their back and forth texting so much half of the day went by before she knew it.
"Hey... its lunch time so imma eats in here with you." Santana says as she enters the room.
"It's good to see you are finally acting like yourself."
"Yeah sorry, you know how I am in the mornings."
"Yeah... I do unfortunately. So how was your weekend after dropping off Beth." Quinn asks.
"Um... it was okay... why what did you hear." Santana snaps the last part.
"Just what Beth told me... come on S... I can tell there's something on your mind."
"Okay fine. It was terrible, there I said it. I Santana had the worst weekend ever."
"What? Come on S, looking after Beth wasn't that bad was it?"
"No, she was fine... a little crazy."
"Well then what happened. I don't understand."
"It's Brittany."
"Brittany? Brittany who?"
"Beth's Dance Teacher!"
"Okay... still lost, but continue."
"I couldn't get my Mack on with anyone Quinn, not even the slutty waitress at Juniors. It was disturbing, I was so off my game I could even enjoy all the ladies around me."
"Because of miss Pierce?"
"It's Brittany, Bitch."
"Right... oh... oohhh... nooo no no no absolutely not. I draw the line at my kids' teacher."
"It's not like that, Quinn please just listen to me, I've been thinking about her all freaken weekend, and I can't stop. Please you need to help me."
"I'm not helping you get with my daughters dance teacher."
"Oh my god Q, I'm not thinking with my metaphorical Dick right now... We had something between us on Friday... Like an energy thing… hell we were practically eye fucking it was that good. But Brittany, I don't know does something to me… I couldn't even get myself to ask for her number. I need to see her again, please. Just let me pick Beth up again, I'll even watch her so you and Rachel can do the nasty or something."
"No Santana."
"Come on Quinn." Santana gives her the best pout she could, which looked rather painful.
"Fine... I'll think about it."
"See, this is why you're the best, right here" Santana smiles. "So now that we've talked about me, go ahead and fill me in on your weekend, did you get some."
"And she's back. Nope, but everything went splendidly."
"Splendid... That's not enough Quinn, let me in on the good stuff please. Ever since you hired that Man Fish out there I've needed to get my entertainment from outside sources."
"Sam isn't that bad."
"Quinn I've been hit on 3 times today, and all with his creepy Darth Vader voice."
"Well, at least I won't need to replace him in six months."
"You got that right. Though the way those horn girls in this office are staring at him other departments might be asking you to get rid of him. The guys got player written all over him."
"Sam is a good guy, trust me, I know a player when I see them."
"Oh yes I forgot you dated one."
"Two actually... Puck and You."
"I am not a player... I was a one gal girl the whole time I was with you, and I've never cheated on any girl."
"No, but you haven't actually dated a girl since we broke up. I was your last somewhat healthy relationship which is saying something."
"What."
"Face it San, you have been single for just as long as I have."
"Whatever... so I take it you didn't hook up with Rachel then."
"Nope... just a very heavy make out session, some groping, but it was still amazing."
"Yeah, younger chicks are hot."
"You got that right."
"How old do you think Brittany is?" Santana wonders aloud.
End... for now.
That's all I have for you for now. It took a while, hopefully you all like it. Between three jobs and a being a full time student my life is pretty busy. So I apologize for the long updates. Just keep reminding me and I'll try my best to update as much as I can.
Some spoilers, there will be more Puck in the Future, and more Brittana. But that's all I can give you that's set in stone.