So, I've finally finished moving...thanks for bearing with my irregular posting schedule...much love.

supergirl06: you wanted more Katie she makes an appearance here..

Golden-life: you can forgive and still not forget..just because Rachel forgives Quinn doesn't mean she fully trusts her...

Riverkirby: as always stay tuned...hope ya

Enjoy!

"Hold up, wait a minute! You're telling me Wheels knocked up the elf queen?" Santana almost spat out her drink. They were making dinner waiting for Brittany to come home from her work as a layout artist at a small advertising firm, well, Quinn was making dinner, Santana was meddling as usual.

"Don't say it like that! He didn't knock her up; she used him as a sperm donor, there's a difference." Quinn spoke stirring the crab and lobster bisque that she was working on.

"Yeah the difference being a bunch of scientific mumbo-jumbo. The bottom line is his swimmers swam to her egg and now she's all like fertilized." The Latina shrugged leaning over the pot to see how the meal was going.

"I knew telling you was the wrong thing to do." Quinn huffed pushing the other woman back.

"Hey! I'm helping…"

"No, you're harassing." Quinn growled sticking a finger into the thick simmering soup to test for taste.

"And you're cooking to hide your feelings."

"Am not!"

"Are too."

"Am not!"

"Are too." Santana singsonged.

"Am not!"

"Are you two arguing again?" Brittany interrupted from the front door as she dropped her keys in the bowl on the side table beside the entrance.

"They're like a married couple except their not cuz you Tana are like beyond married and Quinn has been in love with Rae for like ever." Katie's voice came from the hallway then the younger blonde joined her sister in the living room.

"What are you two arguing about now?" Brittany asked taking a seat at the bar after tossing her jacket over the back of the couch.

"Quinn's cooking to hide her feelings cuz Rachel told her…mhmm mmm mm m" Quinn clutched a hand over the brunette's mouth.

"So, what's up, Q?" Brittany arched a brow.

"Rachel told me Artie artificially inseminated her…."

Brittany's brow crumbled in confusion. "She's going to be a robot too?"

"No…she's pregnant…it just means like she didn't have sex with him just used his sperm…"

"Are her kids going to be like half cyborg now, like oh…like little terminator babies?" Katie piped up taking the seat next to Brittany.

"I don't even know how to answer that…" Quinn rolled her eyes as Santana sniggered beneath her palm.

Santana pushed the blonde's hand away from her face and looked at the almost identical Pierce sisters. "You, know the how doesn't really matter, what matters is that Rachel's pregnant and Quinn's freaking out."

"Q…" Brittany crossed her arms "…you can not break Rachie's heart; you'll never get another chance."

"I'm not! I just…baby…?"

"Hey, it's not so bad we were like all babies once, right? And if the baby is like half cyborg maybe it'll like have lasers!"

"The baby's not going to be half cyborg." Quinn intoned.

"You don't know it might be and if it is half cyborg then you're going to wish you'd listened to me." Katie huffed pouting.

"But, Q," Brittany ignored her sister's outburst, "it's not like Rachel's ever done this before she's as new to this as you are."

"I know, I just…what if Artie starts to want to be the Dad, not just like Uncle Artie."

"Oh, yeah I can just picture the disaster of a relationship that would be, I mean Artie's cool and all but there's no way he'd be able to handle the bundle of psycho that is Berry in a relationship. Besides, they had all this time to get together if they were going to do it don't you think they would have by now?" Santana asked dipping the tip of her finger into the Bisque and tasting it for herself.

"Guess you're right..." Quinn nodded rapping the Latina on the knuckle with her wooden spoon.

"Bitch…" Santana muttered.

"Back at ya." Quinn winked.

"So, it's settled right? You're not going to break Rachel's heart," Quinn nodded, "and she's not having a cyborg, "Katie shrugged then nodded, "and Artie is just Uncle Artie," Santana grinned and nodded, "good, then let's eat because that smells delicious."

Rachel gripped the paperbag that held her prenatal vitamins and exited the pharmacy. She rubbed her slightly bulging belly and smiled, she was trying to do everything right by this child. She turned in the direction of her and Artie's apartment and started the slow walk back. When she'd left Artie was out at some seminar or another. He'd been gone a lot lately, but she figured maybe she wasn't the best judge since she'd been sort of preoccupied by the baby and Quinn. She kind of hope he would be home when she got there, she kind of missed her roommate and she was excited that she'd been able to hear the baby's heartbeat today. She'd wanted to share with Quinn, but she knew the blonde was still adjusting to the idea that she was in fact pregnant and didn't want to pile anymore on her even if she was ecstatic.

She walked into the building whistling the melody of a song she was currently working on and took the elevator up to the third floor. She walked the pristine, clean hall to the end and pushed in the unlocked door, hearing Artie's music playing softly. She dropped her prescription on the couch and walked deeper into the apartment to Artie's ajar door where the music was filtering from.

"Hey Artie, guess—oh my Barbra!" She screeched slapping a hand over her eyes and stumbling backwards.

"Rachel!" There was a flurry of movement inside the room and Rachel felt the wall and scurried back into the living room and sat shocked on the couch her eyes still tightly closed.

"Um…Rachel…?" Artie's voice interrupted her mind-scrubbing after a few minutes of silence. "Uh…I can explain…"

"I'm sure that it's a truly romantic story…" Rachel looked everywhere but Artie's eyes.

"We had a drunken hook-up after the open mic at Zambooki and we just never stopped…"

Rachel glanced to her right and saw Rinoa sitting in the armchair in only a hunter green button-up that belonged to her roommate. "Well, not as romantic as I had hoped…"

"I'm sorry that you saw my ass Rach…" Rinoa shrugged, but Rachel could tell that she was being completely sincere.

"Completely my fault I should have knocked although to be honest I might have if the door had actually been closed and perhaps if a sock had been tied around it like we use to do when we were still in college…yes I'm re-instituting the sock rule."

"Planning on getting some some time soon?" Rinoa smirked at Rachel's rambling.

"None of your business Rin." The tiny woman's face flushed and she thought back to the night at Quinn's home.

"Oh, I know that face, she's already gotten some." Artie wiggled his eyebrows and the pair chuckled.

"Shut-up." Rachel grumbled.

"So, why were you so excited before?" Artie took mercy on her friend.

"I heard the baby's heartbeat!" Rachel bounced on the couch cushion.

"Wait! You're pregnant? Why didn't I know this? Don't you think it's rather soon for you and the blonde to be having kids?" Rinoa tucked her leg beneath her.

"Again, not that it's any of your business Rin, but it's not Quinn's…I mean we didn't like plan to have a child…I mean, I'd already gotten inseminated before Quinn and I started dating." She left out the part about Artie because she truly didn't know if the pair were serious and felt that it was the paralyzed boy's place to let the singer know.

"Complicated…" Rinoa tapped a finger against her chin.

"Tell me about it." Rachel sighed.

"So, you heard the heartbeat?" Artie interjected trying to get the conversation back on track.

"Oh yes! Artie, it was the most beautiful thing I've ever heard."

"Did Quinn go with you?"

"No…I um…I'm trying to give her some space so she can adjust to the whole idea that I'm pregnant…" Rachel nervously played with the hem of her shirt.

"Don't push her, Rachel…she's not running so don't push her away." Artie replied.

"I'm not." Rachel concentrated on her lap.

"Well, make sure you don't start." Artie crossed his arms.

So?

There will be more Arnoa...lol

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