Well the hiatus is almost over…I'm not sure how we all made it but we are nearly there! Let's just hope RIB don't do anything even more stupid…lol…like that would ever happen.
~~~ Acting Like Kids ~~~
Grace wandered into her parents' house sipping away at her berry flavoured icy drink. She didn't know why but she had been craving slushies all week. Grace headed to the kitchen to find her mothers and to see if they had anything good to eat. Her moms weren't there but there was like a whole stash of mint Milano's hidden right up on the top shelf. She assumes her mother put them there because her Ma and Charlie were too small to reach that high and so they wouldn't find them. Grace just chuckled at her mom's sneaky ways and then laughed because she was thinking about the look on her mom's face when she realises her cookies are gone!
Grace wasn't usually a big eater but ever since Sofia knocked her up she just couldn't stop. She was terrified of becoming one of those women who never lose the weight after giving birth and by the rate she was going she was sure she'd look hideous when this was all done. Grace wasn't a vain person but she liked keeping her body trim and she missed her rock hard abs. She missed her feet too. Her baby bump had grown now that she was 30 weeks with two cabbages living inside her belly.
With a heavy sigh and popping the last cookie into her mouth she decided to head into the living room. She could faintly hear the TV so she figured her moms would be in there.
Grace came into the room to find Toby on the couch, beer in hand and a bag of chips in the other. Grace walked over to him and stood in front of her brother who was trying to watch TV and with a pout she asked him if he thought she looked fat.
Toby, kinda annoyed by being interrupted when he was watching the game obviously wasn't thinking clearly. He had just got back from the academy and was tired. He just wanted to relax. Maya was out at her new job and Ally was at day care this was his only time to sit and do nothing. He couldn't be bothered to deal with his crazy pregnant sister and her body issues.
"Like a whale" He replied dryly then gently nudged her out of his way with his foot.
Grace stood there completely horrified...she was practically lactating with rage. So she did what any normal person did...she got her sweet revenge. She stormed out of the living room only to come back several moments later and threw her freezing cold slushy into his face. Toby screamed like a little girl and swore like a sailor as he floundered about trying to get the icy cold drink off of himself. Quinn and Rachel came rushing into the living room after hearing a girl scream, but realized it was only their son.
"What the hell is going on?" Quinn asked
"She threw a slushy at me!" Toby yelled in a high voice and pointed in anger
He looked a little ridiculous with the icy drink dripping down his face in fact he kind of resembled a drowned rat.
"He said I was as fat as a whale!" Grace yelled back.
"Ok first of all you two need to stop acting like children. You're grown adults for crying out loud. Second of all Toby don't call your sister fat. She's not fat she's with child...two as a matter of fact. And Grace we do not throw frozen beverages at people! Not in this house!" Rachel yelled with her big scary mom voice.
Grace and Toby stood there like two little kids who were just scolded.
"Now...Toby go clean yourself up and Grace you can clean up this mess" Rachel instructed
"But Ma!" Grace whined
"No buts! Just do it" Rachel demanded
"Ha ha you got told" Toby snickered
Grace just punched him in the arm...hard making him cry out in pain.
"Ow! Ma! She just punched me!" Toby whined.
"Enough!" Rachel yelled
Toby quickly left the room flicking Grace's ear before he left while Grace tried to kick him but missed she looked up to see both her mothers glaring at her so she quickly headed to the laundry to get some stuff to clean up the mess with her tail between her legs.
Quinn just grinned at her wife.
"What?"
"Nuthin'...just...I am so turned on right now. I love it when you get all angry" Quinn shrugged as she cuddled up to the brunette.
Rachel just chuckled and rolled her eyes at her wife and wrapped her arms around her.
"Honey I think you're permanently turned on twenty four seven. I think I'd be more surprised to find out one day that you aren't turned on"
"That'll never happen...not as long as I have you" Quinn replied with a quick kiss to her wife's lips.
"Sweet talker" Rachel chuckled.
Later that day Rachel made Toby apologize to his sister and then made Grace apologize to her brother. The two siblings were now peacefully watching the football game and eating ice-cream. Maya and Ally had arrived not that long ago to come get Toby but Quinn insisted they stay for dinner that night.
They were all in the living room; Quinn and Rachel were sitting on the floor with their granddaughter as Ally played with her toys and told her Gammy and Nanna all about Day care and her new friends. Maya was sitting between Grace and Toby mostly to keep some distance between the two siblings but also because she had been catching up with Grace as they watched the game.
"So have you and Sofia thought of any names yet?" Maya asked excitedly
"Not really...I mean we don't even know if they're boys or girls" Grace replied with a mouthful of ice-cream.
Maya nodded
"Have you started the nursery yet?" She then asked
"Aunty Cedes has finished the plans and it gets started this weekend." Grace smiled
"Well if you girl's need any help I'd be happy to lend Toby to you for a few hours free of charge" Maya replied with a smirk
Grace just laughed and then went back to her ice-cream but noticed it was gone so with a heavy sigh she got up to get some more. Getting up and down was starting to get more difficult these days. Just another joy of being pregnant.
"Gammy why is Aunty Grwacie so fat?" Ally asked Quinn once Grace had left the room.
Quinn tried not to laugh but failed.
"Sweetie she's not fat. Remember we told you that your Aunty is pregnant, which means she has a baby in her belly...or well two babies." Quinn reminded the girl
"Oh...how do you get the babies out then?" Ally asked
"Um..." Quinn's face paled.
She really didn't want to explain to her granddaughter that babies come out of a woman's lady parts. That would just be too confusing and then Ally would have more questions. She's at that age where she wants to know everything about everything.
Rachel sat there quietly laughing to herself waiting for her wife to explain the process of childbirth to their young grandchild. For some reason all of their three kids had come to Rachel asking her this question. She had prepared herself for the question long before her kids were old enough to talk. It seems Quinn did not do this, which was also evident when it came to talking to Grace about the birds and the bees when she was a young teen.
"Um...w-well Ally when the time comes...the um...the baby will um...Rach help me" Quinn asked desperately.
"Oh sweetie I would love to help but Ally asked you not me." Rachel smirked
Quinn glared at her wife with a fiery passion. She then looked back down at Ally who was patiently waiting for her answer.
"Babies come out of your vajayjay." Quinn told her
Rachel just laughed while Ally looked confused she then turned to her parents and asked.
"What's a vajayjay?"
Maya covered her mouth to stifle her laughter while Toby looked super uncomfortable as well as angry.
"Mom!"
~~~ Tension ~~~
Brittany stood by the stove stirring the pasta sauce while she kept an eye on the pasta in the boiling pot. Santana was sitting in the living room on her laptop squinting her eyes as she tried to read the screen.
"Babe where are my glasses?" She shouted out
"Look in your glasses case!" Brittany yelled back
"Where's my glasses case?" Santana then asked
Brittany sighed and rolled her eyes. She quickly turned the heat down and made her way into the living room and went straight to the side table, pulled the draw out and there like they always were she grabbed her wife's glasses case and then slammed the draw closed. She dumped the case into Santana's lap and then stormed out of the room without saying a word.
Santana sat there a little stunned by her wife's mood. She couldn't help but think that maybe Brittany was a little mad at her for some reason. She didn't know why though.
"Thanks Chicken!" She yelled out but got no response.
Brittany just huffed to herself as she went back to cooking tea. Lately she had become more and more annoyed with her wife. She had become so difficult the last few weeks. She was getting worse when it came to anything that meant she was getting old she had come to her asking if Brittany would agree to using some of their retirement fund to pay for Botox injections and laser treatment to get rid of her 'wrinkles'. She was even contemplating getting her lips injected. Brittany had told her no the second Santana had finished asking. Brittany didn't want her wife to be one of those women who modified their bodies to stop them aging. It made them look like robots and to Brittany it seemed a little tragic. Her wife wasn't even that bad. She still looked gorgeous yes she had a few grey hairs but Santana would just dye her hair to cover them.
Not only was she becoming obsessed with her looks she was getting lazy. Brittany was getting tired of having to do all the house work and cook every night. She worked too she shouldn't have to do everything. It was then that Brittany realised that they had gotten themselves into a rut. There was no spark there anymore. They didn't even have sex as much as they used too and this was not ok. It all began when Santana's workload grew and that big case which they had won but now they were getting more clients and so the amount of work didn't lessen it just exploded.
Brittany was serving up the food when Santana came into the kitchen asking if she needed any help. Like always she had the habit of asking that when everything had already been done. Brittany just shook her head and then yelled for Ben to come downstairs.
"Britt are you mad at me or something?" Santana quietly asked as she tried to help set the table.
"Why would I be mad?" Brittany asked in a tight voice as she replaced the cutlery that Santana had put out because it was the wrong kind.
Since she was doing it wrong Santana just stood there a little helplessly as she watched her wife move about the dining room.
"Britt?"
"What Santana?" The blonde snapped in annoyance.
The Latina was a little taken back by her wife's harshness. So she didn't bother to say anything more. Thankfully Ben came down to join them breaking some of the tension.
~~~ Ice-Cream Woes ~~~
Sofia walked into the Berry-Fabray house with a large tub of double choc-chip ice-cream after getting a text from Maya telling her that Grace was upset. She had found the poor girl in the kitchen crying over her bowl because all the ice-cream was gone. The Latina headed straight for the kitchen and pulled her wife into a big hug.
"I hate being pregnant" Grace cried into her wife's shoulder
"Baby it's ok" Sofia tried to soothe her.
"No it's not! I keep crying about everything! And I can't stop eating! I'm so fat. I'm like the human version of the blob!" Grace cried louder.
"You're not fat you're beautiful." Sofia gently told her.
"I'm fat! I miss my abs." Grace replied.
"Gracie...babe look at me" Sofia pulled back a bit to look into her wife's eyes.
Grace sniffed and wiped her eyes before she looked at Sofia.
"You are the most gorgeous human being in this world. You are beautiful through and through. I don't know how I got so lucky to have you. How lucky I am that you love me just as much as I love you." Sofia honestly told her.
"Toby said I look like a whale" Grace quietly mumbled looking down at her big stomach.
"Toby is an ass who looks like a squirrel with syphilis." Sofia replied.
Grace chuckled to herself at that and then nodded in agreement.
"Come on let's go home and I'll make you a nice warm bath, feed you chocolate covered strawberries and then make sweet love to you all night." Sofia whispered
"How about we just skip all that and just fuck." Grace replied bluntly
Sofia was a little shocked by that abrupt comment though she wasn't going to complain or reject that suggestion.
"All your sweet talk has made me like super horny." Grace shrugged.
"Ok then" Sofia muttered before she grabbed her car keys and began pulling her wife out of the kitchen.
~~~ A Little Spontaneity ~~~
Santana was a little hesitant to get into bed that night after having to deal with Brittany's silent treatment all evening. She didn't know what she had done to make her wife mad at her. She didn't want to go into their room in fear of having an argument so she was sitting in her son's room trying to come up with a good enough excuse as to why she was annoying him and not going to bed.
"Ma I love you but I need to go to sleep." Ben yawned
"Well then I'll just stay with you till you drift off" Santana suggested
"That's just creepy. And besides I'm 20 years old I don't need my Ma tucking me in" Ben replied
"Ugh fine...I'll go." Santana sighed heavily and slowly...very slowly made her way out of her son's room.
She hoped that her wife was already asleep by now but of course she wasn't. Santana carefully made her way to their bed and slipped under the covers trying not to disturb Brittany or accidentally knock her.
Brittany could sense her wife's uneasiness and just sighed. She didn't like it when Santana was scared of her. So she rolled onto her side looking at her wife. The brunette tried not to look like she was looking into the eyes of a terrifying lion that was staring right at her.
"Santana we need to talk" Brittany finally spoke.
Well that was never a good sign.
"A-About what?" Santana asked and hated that she stuttered.
"About us" Brittany simply replied
"What do you mean?"
"We need to spice up our lives or something." Brittany replied
That wasn't what Santana was expecting.
"Why?"
"Because! We're getting into this rut and...I don't know it's like the same thing every day and we need something to...make things more exciting or something. Also your constant body issues and problems with aging are getting annoying and tiring but it's mostly the whole non-exciting thing." Brittany rambled
Santana lay there a little surprised. She didn't know what to say to that.
"I mean we don't even have sex as much as we used to and even then it's just the same old thing. We used to be so adventurous with our sex lives. I mean we had a whole box full of toys and now we barely get out the strap on anymore. Remember when we used those fuzzy handcuffs and the whip?" Brittany added.
Once again Santana just laid there in surprise. The only thought going through her mind was that her wife was telling her that she was a boring lay. That and she was wondering if her wife had been faking her orgasms again the last few times they had sex.
"We even did a bit of role playing. We don't do any of that anymore. I guess what I'm saying is that I need some more excitement in my life." Brittany finished and then waited for a response from her wife.
"So you're saying that...I'm boring in bed?" Santana asked
Brittany sighed and rolled her eyes.
"No...I'm just saying that we've gotten into a routine and that we need something different to liven us up again. It might even get you to stop obsessing about your age and how you look." Brittany replied.
"I'm not obsessed" Santana pouted.
"Sanny you check every morning and night for grey hairs and then you cry when you find a new one" Brittany sighed.
"Well wouldn't you? It's fucking depressing!" Santana huffed.
"San you know I think you're beautiful no matter what." Brittany stated
"Well what do you want me to do? Do you want me to tie you up and fuck you till you're sore? Or dress up as a cowgirl? O-or eat you out in your office dressed as a Cheerio? What? What do you want me to do?" Santana asked in frustration.
"I just want a little spontaneity" Brittany replied
"Who taught you that word?" Santana asked suspiciously.
"I'm not stupid Santana" Brittany replied sounding a little hurt.
"I didn't say you were. I would never say that. You know I wouldn't." Santana defended.
"Rachel told me" Brittany then mumbled
"Sneaky little dwarf" Santana grumbled to herself.
"San I know this isn't something you like to hear but you have to admit we are in serious danger of finding ourselves with a case of lesbian bed death and that is something that I refuse to let happen." Brittany told her.
Santana reluctantly nodded in agreement. Quinn would have a field day if she ever found out and Santana would not let that happen. But it was true. The last few months things in the bedroom had gone from hot and heavy to lukewarm to almost cold. In the last three weeks they had sex once. Once! For them that was unheard of.
"I'm sorry Britt-Britt" Santana sighed and took hold of her wife's hand.
"It's not all your fault Sanny." The blonde replied with a small smile.
"I know but...I shouldn't have let things get so boring...and I guess I might be a little tiny bit obsessed with my age and looks...maybe" Santana added with a small smirk.
Brittany just chuckled to herself and then lent forward to kiss her wife's lips. Santana immediately deepened the kiss pulling the blonde in closer.
"Wanna start something exciting right now?" Santana asked
"Exciting how?" Brittany asked with curiosity.
"I could bring out the strap on and fuck you in the ass" Santana suggested.
"Santana!" Brittany giggled
"What? We did it once before when you were pregnant with Sofia" Santana smirked as her hands began to wander over her wife's body.
"That was like once" Brittany replied a little bashfully.
"You were practically begging me to do it" Santana purred
"It was the pregnancy hormones" Brittany tried to defend herself.
"That's what they all say...admit it you like it" Santana smirked and then squeezed Brittany's ass.
The blonde bit her bottom lip and tried to hide her smile at the memory of that night.
"I was just curious" Brittany shrugged shyly
"And fucking horny. God I think we had sex at least twice a day every day." Santana chuckled.
Her hands continued to roam over her wife's body skilfully slipping under Brittany's pants and panties to grab and knead her butt cheeks pulling their bodies even closer.
"You never let me do it to you though." Brittany pouted
"And I never will...you know it freaked me out when you stuck your finger in my ass that one time."
"That was an accident I was totally drunk and got the wrong hole" Brittany giggled.
"Then why did you do it several times?" Santana asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Because it was funny watching you jump every time I did it." She admitted.
Santana faked gasped in horror then pinched her wife's ass making the blonde squeal.
"So?" Santana asked
"What?"
"Want me to...be spontaneous?" Santana asked with a cheeky grin.
Brittany paused for just a moment and then quickly nodded.
~~~ Sex Goddess ~~~
Late afternoon the next day Sofia hobbled into her parents living room and slowly lowered herself down onto the couch.
"You ok over there Ducky?" Santana asked slightly amused.
"Peachy" Sofia replied with a strained voice.
"What's up with you?" Ben asked with a hint of concern.
"I'm fucking sore is what's up with me" Sofia sighed heavily.
"What do you mean?" He asked in confusion.
"Oh sweet, sweet naive little brother of mine...let's just say if you and Charlie ever get married and have kids...and if she's anything like her sister...well you'll be limping as well" Sofia explained
Ben didn't get it, Santana just snickered from behind the newspaper she was reading.
"I don't get it"
"I think what Ducky is trying to tell you Ben is that the reason she's 'sore' is because Gracie has entered the horny stage of pregnancy." Santana replied with a smirk and a chuckle.
Ben cringed at the thought.
"At first it was a godsend...I'd never had so much sex in my life and me and Gracie always have sex. But last night...my god! It's like we were doing it every hour nonstop from 6pm till just an hour ago...it was like a fuck-o-thon and it wasn't just your everyday type of sex it was some kinky shit! I had no idea my wife was like a sex fiend. I'm so fricking tender" Sofia whined as she grabbed herself.
"Ok I'm going to go away now. This is too much for a brother to hear" Ben quietly muttered before he practically ran out of the room.
Santana just cackled from her spot on the couch.
"Mama help me" Sofia begged
"What do you want me to do?"
"I don't know...how long does this stage last?" She asked
"Well...if Gracie is anything like your mother then...pretty much up until she pops" Santana replied
Sofia paled...she loved her wife and she really loved sex with her wife but...she wasn't sure her body could handle another three months.
Sofia just groaned.
"How did you survive?"
"I'm a sex goddess...it's a gift" Santana shrugged
Sofia just rolled her eyes.
Just then Brittany came into the room giving her daughter a small smile. Sofia couldn't help but notice her mother walking a little stiffly and then wince as she sat down awkwardly. Her Ma just looked super proud of herself with a smug smile.
"I don't want to know do I?" Sofia asked
Santana just laughed and Brittany looked down as her face began to heat up but she couldn't hold back her own smile.
"So have you and Gracie thought of any names yet?" Santana asked
"Not really...we don't know if they're boys or girls yet so..."
Santana nodded
"Well have you got any in mind so far?" Brittany asked
"Well if they're girls I was thinking of like Jasmine and Natalia or something like that...but if they're boys I was thinking James and Brandon...I don't know it's too hard I mean how did guys come up with my name?" Sofia asked
"Well...I actually named you" Santana replied
"Really?" Sofia looked surprised at that
Santana nodded, while her mom looked like she was pouting a little.
"If it were up to your mother you'd be named something like...Sugar or Cupcake...but I was adamant that you were a Sofia" Santana explained
"Sugar is a great name" Brittany mumbled
"Babe went through this…Sugar is a hooker's name." Santana sighed
Sofia just chuckled at her parents
"God you two are such an old married couple" She teased
Santana did not find that amusing at all.
~~~ Kiss With A Fist ~~~
Quinn sat in the lobby area of the theatre as she waited for her daughter to finish her rehearsals. The mother and daughter had planned to meet up for lunch that day just the two of them. They both had been really busy lately and didn't get to spend much time together so Quinn wanted to take her youngest out for some one on one time.
The blonde was a little anxious as she sat there waiting for Charlie to come out. She really did not want to be running into certain people. She wasn't sure how she would react, though by judging from the last time Quinn saw Frankie he left with a bloody nose and Quinn fractured her hand. She had told Rachel that she jammed her hand in the door because she didn't want her wife to know what she had done. She was like 75% sure she wouldn't do that again but she still didn't like the fact that he was working with her daughter. Specifically as her daughter's father. That just did not sit well with Quinn.
Rachel told her that he promised not to bring up their past with Charlie but they weren't sure he kept that promise. Charlie never said anything but that doesn't mean it doesn't happen. Quinn also knew that Rachel had told Charlie the truth about her past and that Charlie didn't love her any less because of it. Quinn was brought out of her thoughts when her daughter sat down next to her with a big grin.
"Hey mom, sorry to keep you waiting."
"That's ok Charlie. Did you have a good rehearsal?" Quinn asked
"Yep...so you ready to go?" Charlie quickly answered as she looked at the theatre doors.
"What's up with you?" Quinn asked
Usually once you ask Charlie about her rehearsals you can't get her to stop talking.
"Nothing...come on let's go" Charlie quickly replied as she stood up and grabbed her mom's hand.
"Why are you in such a rush?" Quinn chuckled as she stood up.
"No reason" Charlie replied once again glancing at the doors that led to the stage.
Quinn had decided that right now her daughter was acting rather odd and she wanted to know why. That was when a tall older man walked through the doors and there was no way Quinn could forget that face. Frankie paused when he saw them and Quinn just glared at him. Charlie looked a little helpless and just wanted to get out of there.
"Hello Quinn" Frankie spoke first.
The bastard actually had the audacity to speak to her?
"It's been a while." He added
"Not long enough" Quinn muttered quietly through clenched teeth.
"Well we better get going. Mom we'll miss lunch" Charlie spoke up trying to avoid any kind of confrontation.
The tension between her mother and her mentor was palpable.
"Nice nose job by the way" Quinn told him with a hint of smugness
"Yeah we'll after some crazy bitch punched me I needed to get it fixed" Frankie replied with bitterness.
Charlie was getting super uncomfortable now. She was a smart girl. She knew her mother was over protective and that did not just go for her and her siblings. She also knew her mother could get jealous and possessive of her mama. There was no doubt in her mind that it was her mother who broke Frankie's nose.
"Well maybe you shouldn't stick it in other people's business next time." Quinn replied calmly
"Maybe she should have satisfied her wife and not make her look elsewhere" Frankie spat back.
Quinn saw red but before she could retaliate Charlie stood in her way.
"Mom can we please just go now? Please?" Charlie begged.
Quinn looked down at her daughter's pleading eyes and she could never say no to those eyes. So she just nodded and stormed out of there. Charlie sighed in relief and then turned to Frankie who was looking a little smug.
"I have never felt more let down and disappointed in someone than I do right now. I tried to put it aside and not think about it because you are a great teacher and performer but you are an ugly person. Why couldn't you just leave well enough alone?" Charlie asked in anger.
Frankie at least had the decency to look guilty.
"Your mother didn't" He replied
"She has a right to be angry. You hurt her" Charlie stated
"She broke my nose! She's lucky I never pressed charges against her." He argued
Charlie didn't have a comeback for that. So she just left to go find her mother. Quinn was sulking by her car when Charlie walked up to her.
"I'm sorry sweetie. I shouldn't have let him get to me like that. I feel bad about putting you in the middle of this." Quinn spoke sadly
"It's ok mom. I understand." Charlie replied reassuringly.
Quinn just nodded but kept her head down. She felt a little ashamed of herself for her behaviour.
"Does Ma know you broke his nose?" Charlie then asked
"No" Quinn shook her head bashfully
Charlie just giggled.
"You're adorable mom" Charlie pulled her mother into a hug.
Quinn quickly responded by wrapping her arms around her little girl.
"Come on. I'm super hungry." Charlie smiled brightly as she pulled out of the hug and opened the car door for her mom to get in.
~~~ Veggie Patch ~~~
Quinn came home that day feeling two conflicting emotions. One, she had a really good day at work and she had a wonderful time with her daughter at lunch. Two, that stupid butt face had to show up and make her want to punch him again. You would think that after thirty odd years she would have gotten over it and it wasn't like Rachel slept with him but to Quinn he was a threat. Out of all the boys her wife has ever been with no one made her feel threatened except for Frankie. Not Finn, Puck or Jesse St. Duchebag. She didn't know why but something about Frankie and Rachel had made Quinn nervous. Seeing him again today just brought up all these feelings again and it made her tummy hurt.
Rachel noticed as soon as her beautiful blonde came home that day. She had gotten an ominous text from her daughter earlier telling her that Quinn might be a little grumpy. Rachel wasn't sure why but putting together the facts such as it was Charlie who sent the message, Charlie and Quinn had lunch, Quinn picked Charlie up at the theatre and therefore there was a chance Quinn saw Frankie.
"Hey Quinn did you have a good time with our little star?" Rachel asked carefully.
"Yeah it was fine. Good actually she's so grown up these days." Quinn smiled back proudly.
"I know...I kinda miss her being little and adorable with her PowerPoint presentations." Rachel chuckled
"Well she still is little and adorable and she still makes us sit through her PowerPoint presentations" Quinn pointed out
"Yes I know but when she was a baby her presentations were about butterflies and the importance of not playing with super glue. But now she makes us sit through presentations about saving horses and the downturn of western civilization due to the abhorrent styles of music these days." Rachel replied.
Quinn just chuckled and nodded. That had been a long ass presentation. She loved that her daughter was so passionate about her beliefs but she sure could waffle on.
"How was your day anyways?" Quinn then asked as they headed outside because it was still a lovely afternoon.
"Fine, you remember I was telling you about Samara, Bethany and Andy?" Rachel asked
"Um...the love triangle?"
"Mmhm" Rachel nodded
The two sat down on the swing chair together, Quinn wrapped her arm around her wife's shoulder while Rachel cuddled up to her wife.
"What about it?"
"Well my sources tell me that apparently Bethany has been cheating on Andy." Rachel replied
"You have sources?" Quinn chuckled
"Of course. Amber tells me everything that's going on within my club that I don't know about." Rachel replied mater of factly.
"Ok then...so Bethany is cheating on Andy" Quinn prompted her.
"Right so she's cheating on her boyfriend and rumour has it that she's cheating on him with Samara." Rachel replied excitedly
"Rach...you talk about them like they're on a TV show" Quinn chuckled
"But it is like a TV show! Gosh I don't remember our lives being that dramatic back in high school."
Quinn just gave her a bitch, please look.
"Babe, our lives were like a soap opera. I was a Christian goody, goody who got knocked up at 16 by my boyfriend's best friend because I was a repressed lesbian. I then fell madly in love with a Jewish girl who had two gay dads and was currently dating my ex-boyfriend at the time." Quinn reminded her.
"Ok well...maybe when you say it like that it was slightly...dramatic." Rachel muttered.
"Slightly?"
"Anyway...I'm totally Team Bethmara" Rachel shrugged
"Team what?" Quinn was utterly confused now
"Bethany and Samara...Bethmara" Rachel simply explained.
"Right...honey I think we need to get you a hobby" Quinn replied
"I don't need a hobby. I've already got enough on my plate as it is. This musical is draining the life out of me. Some of these kids just do not understand the importance of learning their lines and practicing their dancing." Rachel huffed in annoyance.
"Maybe you should try gardening. That's relaxing" Quinn suggested.
"Quinn I don't garden. There are bugs and...and dirt and worms. No. Rachel Barbra Berry-Fabray does not garden." Rachel scoffed.
"Rach you should give it a try. You could start a veggie patch. You could grow carrots and potatoes and other types of vegetables" Quinn smiled.
"Then why don't you grow them. And I can sit and watch you get all hot and sweaty." Rachel smiled as she snuggled into her wife's side.
"We could do it together." Quinn suggested.
"Or I could be the Stepford wife and bring you out a cool glass of lemonade while you toil the earth and plant the seeds to sustain our future." Rachel suggested.
Quinn just chuckled and kissed her wife's forehead.
~~~ Joys Of Pregnancy ~~~
Grace stood in front of the TV in her sweatpants and a thin tank top as she watched the several pregnant women workout on the screen. After feeling like a whale she had decided to do something about it. Beth had given her a DVD with some exercises pregnant women could do to keep fit without straining too much so she had been giving it a try.
Grace had been doing her exercises for the last twenty minutes and she was exhausted. Carrying around two babies all day everyday was hard work. She was getting tired of being pregnant now. She just wanted them to come out. The next three months are going to be hell. She still couldn't believe she was doing this.
Grace had given up on her workout by now so she headed to the bathroom for the tenth time. That was another joy of being pregnant. Her two blobs have been using her bladder as a pillow. Sofia was in their bedroom looking over some text books and case files that she needed to go through for work. She gave her wife a small smile as she passed through into the bathroom. When she didn't come out for a long while Sofia got up to see if she was ok.
"Babe everything alright?" Sofia asked through the door.
"Yeah" A small voice came through
Sofia frowned so she opened the door and walked into the small bathroom only to find her wife standing in front of the mirror topless.
"My nipples are huge" Grace pointed out.
Sofia just smirked as she blatantly stared at her wife's boobs.
"I like your boobs." She quietly muttered as she came to stand behind her.
Sofia placed her hands on Grace's hips and gently traced her fingers around her growing belly.
"I have stretchmarks" Grace pouted.
"You're beautiful" Sofia kissed Grace's shoulder.
"My ass is getting huge" Grace grumbled.
"I love your ass" Sofia kissed Grace's other shoulder.
"I miss my abs" Grace muttered
"You'll get them back." Sofia told her as she kissed her wife's temple.
"Do you have a response for everything?" Grace asked with a raised eyebrow
"I'm just that awesome" Sofia simply replied.
Grace just giggled and then turned around in her wife's arms with her belly getting in the way.
"Do you want to have sex?" Grace asked
Sofia just laughed
"Babe I wish I could but I've got a lot of work to get through." She sighed
That wasn't the complete truth but Gracie didn't need to know. In actual fact the poor girl was still recovering from the other night.
"Fine...I'll just do it myself" Grace grumbled.
Sofia's eyes went wide as the image of her wife doing that flooded her brain.
"Why do you do that?" Sofia whimpered.
"What?" Grace asked innocently
"You make me all hot and bothered when I can't do anything about it." Sofia pouted.
"Well...you can watch if you want" Grace shrugged.
"Gracie" Sofia whined
Her wife just smirked and kissed her lips before she made her way out of the bathroom. Sofia quickly followed after her.