It had been rehearsed about 100 times. He had sent himself into a state of frenzy, for the last two days he had been distant and moody…she suspected nothing. The plan was game.

The day of the plan had finally arrived. He would meet her at the restaurant, after she had gone to visit Puckleberry. They had suddenly moved to a small cottage on Long Island. The couple had asked Quinn to come over for a house warming.

She had paid the taxi driver, and rushed up the path to their cottage. It was a beautiful white cottage with a straw roof. It reminded her very much of Snow White's house, with the dwarves. She knew that if Santana was there, she would have made a snide remark about Rachel being a dwarf…this made her chuckle as she knocked on the door.

"QUINN" exclaimed Rachel embracing Quinn into a tight, unbreathable hug.

"Hey Barbie, how's Ken?" Puck sauntered over to the door and kissed Quinn's cheek, still finding it odd to hug her

"He's fine thanks" she laughed, stepping inside their cottage. It was fairly standard, with loads of boxes everywhere…labelled "Rachel's awards"… even though they contained pot lids as Rachel's Broadway career hadn't quite taken off.

Yet, there were no people…no family or friends or neighbours, kinda odd for a house warming party right?

"Um, have you guys like sold all your friends to pay for this house?" Quinn was slightly joking but was also a little concerned…

The couple laughed and Rachel skipped over to Quinn taking her hands, "The house warming party was last week, I would've invited you but I honestly thought you might have brought San and K and I couldn't deal with that…I just had to make an excuse to get you over here, because….

She placed Quinn's hands on her stomach and smiled inanely. Quinn laughed excitedly.

"You're pregnant?"

Rachel nodded and the two started jumping up and down and hugging. Puck walked over and hugged Rachel from behind, "I'm so excited, to finally be having a baby"

The two girls turned to him and raised their eyebrows higher than the roof. Despite it being ages since Beth had been put up for adoption, and even though she was about 5 now… it was still uncomfortable.

"Anyway…I'm so happy for you guys" She smiled wrapping her arm around Rachel

"Q, could you do me the honour of being the Godmother when it's born?"

"HELL YES"

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Sam took one last look at the ring…he rubbed his thumb over it for good luck and stood to meet his girlfriend, but not for long.

He kissed her cheek and led her to the table. He was mesmerised…she was perfect…she looked too amazing. His second thoughts disappeared as soon as he saw her. He was so lucky, and he was doing this…for real.

"So, so, so sorry I'm late I was at Rachel's and I sort of lost track of time" She smiled sheepishly and took a Breadstick on from the table…

He lost track of time too. He was just staring at her eyes. Into her eyes. They were amazing, hazel and just amazing. He got more confidence, and he was going to do it… finally he would see whether she would marry him. But throughout this whole time she was talking and he wasn't listening. Oh crap, this is not a good start.

"Um, sorry I didn't get that what did you say?" he was so fricking nervous. Shaking, sweating, coughing. He felt like the room was getting smaller and he was getting suffocated.

She just smiled at his dorkiness. As far as she knew, he was just really hot and shaky, recovering from the cold he had, "I said that Rachel is pregnant! Can you believe it? It's amazing! And she asked me to be the Godmother! I'm so excited! But I don't think that's for me" she was buttering her bread so she couldn't see his reaction "Ya know, marriage, babies, it's not for me, I'm more of a…relationship girl minus the whole 'matrimony' crap"

He was smiling through his pain, he was frozen…..WHAT THE HELL WAS HE GOING TO DO? All he could hear was a screaming voice in his head, while outside he faked a smile a forced out a nod to agree with her.

CRAP CRAPITY CRAP!

(A/N- Hope you liked…I added Puckleberry you see )