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Quinn placed her bandaged hand on the nursery window and looked at the three incubating babies. Rachel's babies. Rachel's babies that she hadn't gotten a good chance to even see. The diva had lost too much blood and her body had gone into shock after the delivery, but Dr. Farley said she was going to be alright. They'd all given blood. Even Santana who was afraid of needles, she'd whined a little, but even she sucked it up for Rachel.
"Hey Q, thought I'd find you here." Artie smiled rolling up to her.
"Yeah...they're so tiny..." She glanced at him then back at the babies.
"Preemies..." He shrugged turning his chair to share the view.
"She's gonna be all right, yeah?" She asked tears stinging her eyes
"Of course she is Quinn, you know Rachel she's a tough one." He replied taking her other hand in his and giving it a light squeeze.
"How's it feel to be a daddy?" She asked after a moment.
"Doesn't feel like anything. I'm not a daddy...I'm a sperm donor. I'm Uncle Artie and it feels awesome to be Uncle Artie. Rachel's going to be a great Mom though, she's wanted this for a while...maybe not in such an abundance," he chuckled, " but she's going to be a great Mom and these are going to be some awesomely talented kids."
"I'm scared..." Quinn whispered frowning.
"Hey," He squeezed her hand again, "it's okay to be scared, Quinn, but you can't like let the fear cripple you. You know despite the whole break-up debacle, Rachel adores you, she wants to be with you. You, just stick with her, okay?" He squeezed her hand a third time then rolled off leaving her alone with the babies.
"Ms. Fabray?" A lanky male nurse questioned from the nursery door.
"Yes..?" She arched an eyebrow at the man.
"Dr. Farley said that you were allowed, I mean if you want to come...with the babies..." He stammered and Quinn smiled congenially.
"I can? I'd really like that." Her smile widened and she slid pass him.
"Just...uh...stick your hands in here and you can touch them." He motioned to the gloved openings for the incubators.
"When...when can they get out of these?" She touched the edge of Abram's incubator.
"Well, the boys are almost 5 pounds each so they'll probably be moved to radiant warmers tonight. The girl though has only weighed in at 3 1/2 pounds so she's going to need some more time in there until she gains some weight. I do think Dr. Farley wants to move them into a large room with the Mother, he thinks them being together will help everyone."
"Yeah..." She responded offhandedly placing her hands into the gloves of Liam's incubator and touching his chest gently.
"I'll...uh...I'll give you sometime alone, gotta go check an see when and if we're moving them..." The nurse trailed off stepping from the room.
"Hey guys, I'm uh...I'm Quinn and you guys are already really special to me. You're special to a lot of people. They're waiting to really get to meet you. Your mom is waiting to meet you. She loves you guys, okay? So, you gotta get stronger for her." She turned and put her hands into Abram's gloves and brushed his tuft of hair then walked the short distance to Quincy's incubator and looked at the tiny girl. She felt unshed tears sting her eyes and she wiped them away. She had to be strong, for the babies, for Rachel.
"Heya, Quincy...guess I'm big Q and you'll be little Q. You can't let these two boys show you up, ok? Us Qs are not weaklings. You might be small now, but you're going to get bigger, you have to get bigger, your mom went through a lot so you could be here today, so you pay her back by being ok, alright?" She brushed the knuckles of the little girl's fisted fingers and smiled when the hand flexed in response.
"Okay, I'm going to go sit with your Mom and I'm going to make this right when she wakes up. I'm going to be there for all of you." Quinn gave a curt head nod of determination before leaving the room.
When Quinn arrived at Rachel's new room she walked in on Santana and Brittany talking to the sleeping woman.
"So, yeah all that shit I said about you ruining my dress and calling you hobbit and what not? I didn't mean it. You're like really good for Q and your babies? Gorgeous. So, like you got take care of yourself, cuz we'd all be devastated if something bad happened to you, ok? So like no more drama, ok?" Santana sniffled slightly and Quinn smirked at the badass' sweet side.
"Awww, Santana, who knew you had a heart?" She chuckled moving more into the room.
"Shut-up Q, I care about the midget, ok." The Latina crossed her arms and smiled when Brittany placed a kiss on her forehead.
"Ya, I know you do..."
"We all do, Q...that's why Sanny was really brave and let the doctor take some blood without kicking him like she threatened." Brittany smiled.
"How are the Minis?" Santana asked with a faint blush at her fiancee's words.
"They look good...you two should go see 'em before they move them up here..." She replied wanting to spend some time alone with Rachel even if she was technically unconscious.
"Oooo babies, San! We should have a couple too!" Brittany enthused jumping up and pulling on Santana's arm until they were outside the room with Santana glaring back at her.
"Hey Hun, I give it six months before those two are pregnant. Brittany has a way of getting whatever she wants from Santana." Quinn chuckled and took the seat closest to Rachel's prone form.
"So, the Doc said that you're ok, your body just needs to recharge it's batteries, but I'd have more faith in his word if you would just open your beautiful brown eyes. I know we were in a bad place before and I can't promise that it's going to be great, because it's going to be hard, but I don't want anyone else, Rach...You're it for me. Uh..." She shoved her hand into her pocket and pulled out the little green figurine she'd been carrying with her for years. "Do you remember this? I have had this stupid leprechaun since the day I met you," She chuckled, "You said that this thing would be lucky for someone else and it has been nothing, but lucky for me. I wasn't ready for you then, I was too scared, too unsure...but I'm not scared anymore Rachel. You are the only thing I am completely sure about. Wake-up so we can do this, right." She kissed Rachel softly on the forehead and then laid her head down on the blanket staring up at the peaceful tan face.
Quinn opened her eyes to find big brown eyes staring back at her. Rachel's fingers were combing through her hair. She blinked and smiled up at the diva.
"Hey..." Rachel whispered with a small smile.
"Hey..." She grinned back nuzzling into her side.
"You'll hurt yourself sleeping like that." Rachel's voice came out gravelly.
"I'm alright...how are you?"
"Sore...How are the babies?"
"Incubating. Quincy's a little underweight, but she's a fighter like Mom. They should be in here in a few."
"Mmmm."
"Hey, Mommy's awake? Good, cuz these kids are starving and Mommy's milk is best." The nurse from neonatal walked in carrying the two boys.
"These two are big enough to breast feed naturally, ok? So feed one off one nipple then the other from the opposite one." He smiled helping the brunette get settled with the boys, then left the room.
"Hey Liam, Abram..." Rachel smiled wide, but tiredly. Her face was aglow as she watched her sons latch on and feed.
"Beautiful..." Quinn whispered, staring in wonderment.
"What about Quincy?" She asked looking up from her sons.
"She's underweight, Rae..." Quinn started only to be interrupted when the nurse came back in rolling Quincy's incubator.
"Let's get these two guys tucked into to their warmers and then we'll see if we can get this little one to feed, eh?" The nurse smiled hoisting both boys away and settling them in warmers that neither woman had noticed were in the room.
"Okay, Mommy, we're gonna have to coax the little one to feed alright, got to monitor her carefully. I'll be back in a few to put her back in the incubator." He aided Rachel with getting the smaller child attached and showed her how to coax some milk out before leaving them alone again.
"You know if he wasn't a nurse I'd be slightly enraged by his free handling of the girls." Quinn grumbled frowning.
"Aw, are you jealous, Quinn?" Rachel giggled.
"So..." The blonde pouted.
"Quinn...?" Rachel looked down at Quincy, seriousness resonating in the tone of her voice.
"I meant everything I said before Rachel...I know we're a mess, but I want to be with you...all of you..."
"I know. I-I got your stroller...it was sweet. I also heard you before...I can't believe you kept that Leprechaun all this time..." Rachel giggled.
Quinn shrugged and touched Quincy's head lightly. "My good luck charm."
"Alrighty, Mama, let's put the little one back and I'll wheel her closer so you can reach out and touch her should she get fussy. Either me or another of the nurses will be back in a couple of hours for another feeding, okay?" He asked settling the sleeping little girl in and scooting the incubator close enough for Rachel to place her hand into the gloves.
"Ms. Fabray we can get you a cot if you'd like, I have a feeling asking you to leave wouldn't go over very well."
"Sure, that'd be nice." Quinn yawned.
"Okay, may take a minute, but I'll be back." The nurse smiled again and left.
"You look exhausted...probably like I feel." Rachel yawned as well, threading her fingers in Quinn's hair.
"Yeah, you all had me worried..."Quinn's lips lifted slightly in a lopsided grin.
"Come on up here and lay down...they got me in the double-wide edition of hospital beds and who knows how long it's going to take them to find that cot."
"Are you sure?"
"Mhmm...come on." Rachel moved over and Quinn gently climbed into the hospital bed careful not to jostle the still recovering mother.
"I love you, Rachel...you know that right?" Quinn laid an arm around her torso gently.
"I love you too..." Rachel said through a long yawn squeezing the hand that was resting on her stomach.
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