1/18/13 CH 17
A/N: Sorry fort he delay. I lost my motivation for this story for awhile, personal issues preventing me from getting in to the happy Fabray zone. So I sat today and read through all 16 chapters to get into that place and well here you are an update. I'm still not 100% there, but I feel like at least we have started going in the right direction again. I have plans of bringing more people back like the Berry Men and Peyton and Rory from Rhode Island. I see Tina and Mike showing up shortly and Xiomara is on the rise.
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, I don't own the music I use. All I own is the story. Thanks ! All mistakes are also mine alone !
Enjoy & Thanks for Reading
Taylor
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Rachel woke up on the love seat squeezed in around Quinn. She found herself smiling at the memories of the night before. They had all calmed down and had a lovely meal for the first time acting like the adults they all where, only to end up camped out like teenagers at a sleepover. Quinn had her arms wrapped around the little diva, protecting her from all the wrong in the world. While Brittany and Santana had pulled out the pull out and where happily snoring away laying on their backs but holding hands.
It was a beautiful moment, a rare one in the life that she was living and she wished that she was able to take a picture to hold forever. But that wasn't in the cards as she had no idea where her phone was, or what time it was. It was morning that much she was sure of there was light steaming in from the drapes. She snuggled further into Quinn's arms willing herself to block out the part of her brain that was yelling at her to get up start her day she had a hundred things that needed to be done today.
"It's too late your awake," Quinn laughed.
"Busted." Rachel admitted. Rolling over enough to look at Quinn. "How is it we're curled up like a bunch of teenagers?"
"We were watching the little mermaid, and we fell asleep." Quinn shrugged her shoulders the best that she could considering their position.
Rachel laughed, thinking to herself what adult in their right mind watches Disney movies all night long? The faberrittana foursome that's who. "We might just be the youngest old people I know."
"I'm not old, Berry and you're going to wake up my wife and there will be hell to pay."
"I'm awake already." Brittany grumbled sitting up. "Rachel was thinking too loud." Brittany complained, shooting a dirty look at the cuddling couple across the room.
"Sorry about that Brittany, Shall I make you breakfast?" Rachel offered rolling off the sofa and onto the floor.
"Depends what are you making?" Brittany said with a frown in thought.
"Anything you'd like." Rachel promised with a smile.
"Even Bacon pancakes?"
Rachel made a face but nodded. "Of course."
"Ok, I'll have plain pancakes with frozen strawberry yogurt on top." she perked up and hopped off the bed, "Oh I gotta pee." she took off in a quick waddle in the other direction.
Santana following close behind just a quickly. Quinn and Rachel laughed, then moved into the kitchen.
"You really can cook? You're kitchen isn't just for show?" Quinn asked laughing.
"Quinn Fabray, I'm Rachel Berry, there isn't anything I can't do." Rachel wiggled her finger at the blonde and they both laughed.
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After breakfast, Rachel smirked at the two love birds. She looked over at Quinn and noticed that she too was happy that her friends were so happy. She stood and tapped Quinn on the shoulder., then motioned for her to follow her to the hallway.
"What's up?" Quinn asked pulling her in for a light kiss.
"I' have to pick up Kurt and Blaine." she whispered. "Yarin offered, but this the first weekend that Nathen has been home for a few weeks, and I don't want to intrude on that." Rachel worried her lip.
"I can go with you." Quinn offered, kissing the tiny brunettes forehead.
"No it will be a media circus, I'd rather if you were here with the PDA twins, I truly worry that Brittany will go into labor at any moment."
Quinn frowned but nodded. "Ok I guess you're thinking clearly and I'm being foolish."
Rachel chuckled, "Not at all I feel the same way I don't want to leave. Lets all do dinner tonight."
"I'd love that, where?" Quinn smiled. "I'd cook , but I've burnt jell-o before."
"How do you burn jell-o?" Rachel laughed charmingly she eyes lit up with humor. "My place is out, no furniture, and RR is out. I'm sick of being cooped up." Rachel bit her lip and thought looked at Quinn while she thought about it. "I have it! I'll meet you on the fourth floor of the Time Warner Center at eight tonight, you and the girls need to be there no later then 7:45, to avoid the papz, it wouldn't be good for Brittany's condition."
Quinn perked up. "We're doing dinner in the city, in public?"
"Yes, we'll figure this out Quinn. I want," she motioned between them. "Whatever this is, I like it, and I want to build on it."
"Me too." Quinn whispered before leaning in for a searing kiss, that had them breathless and leaned against one another, due to instability from weakened knees. "Yes, more of this please."
"That's a promise." Rachel whispered then pulled away, "I'll see you later, call me if there is any issues."
"Don't you need to wait for a cab?"
"I'll hail one a few blocks away." Rachel snagged her bag and leaned back into the room . "I have to run you guys, this was lovely I'll see you for dinner tonight."
"Ok, Rachie." Brittany smirked an blew her a kiss. Santana bit her lip and looked at Britt then herself then Quinn. Rachel just shook her head, how stupid of her.
"No worries San, I've have a designer send some clothes over, I know that you guys didn't have time to pack clothing for a dinner party." she smiled, noticing that Santana looked relieved. "six and four right?"
Quinn laughed. Santana groaned. Brittany just continued to flip channels on the television.
Rachel rolled her eyes, "Maternity six and four." she corrected slapping Quinn.
"Thanks Rachel."
Rachel left the cozy co-op and walked down the street with her glasses and hat in place. She hailed a cab, and slid into the back seat.
"Where to?"
"Remington Records on Broadway." she called distracted reaching into her bag and pulling out her cell phone. "Thomas, how are you." Rachel said huskily.
"Rachel?" came his low surprised tone.
"I know it's been far too long." Rachel leaned back in cab seat with a smile.
"One year and three months but you was counting." he said with a mocking tone. "You've been flying under that radar, until recently."
"Well, yes that is quite true." Rachel admitted. "But I'm thinking a change will do me good."
"Same old Rachel." he laughed. "I take it you need a table."
"Am I that predictable?" she pouted. "Yes , I need a table for 8 at 8 tonight."
"Always with the short notice." he muttered but there was a smile in his voice. "I've known you so long, that I've had your table reserved for the last two weeks waiting for your return."
Rachel laughed outright, the driver looked back at her with irritation. "I've missed you Thomas, I'll see you tonight, yes?"
"As if I'd miss your return!" he laughed.
"We could always make it a table for 10, if you and Laura are up for company." Rachel smiled when he heard Laura shriek in the background.
"I might have to twist her arm." he muttered humorously. "We shall see you at eight."
"Lovely." Rachel smiled. "Au revoir"
"Jusqu'à ce que cet oiseau chant du soir"
Rachel hung up the phone and dialed again. "KHBA Designs, this is Victoria how may I direct your call?"
"Good Day Victoria, I bet you're all excited to have them home soon." Rachel smirked picturing the young blonde multi tasking in preparation.
"Ms. Berry!" she said excited, shushing people in the back ground. "Yes we're all very excited. I hear that you're picking them up?"
"Indeed." Rachel watched as they began to pull into the city. "I need to speak to Sebastian is he in?"
"Oh yes, he is having quite the melt down about Blaine and Kurt's return." she whispered.
"On we mustn't have that, connect me I'll talk him down off the edge." Victoria giggled and connected her right over.
"Rachel! Oh my god, have you picked them? Are they on the way? We are in crisis over here you'll have to delay them."
"What happened to the confident Warbler that I knew from high school?" Rachel said sternly.
"He works for two perfectionist who will have his head!" he shot back, Rachel could hear him pacing in the background.
"Calm down this minute. They're very happy with how you have been handing the states side business while they've been away. I spoke to them just last night. " she heard him let out a deep breath. "Listen, you need to take a deep breath. What happened that has you so upset?"
"Someone stole 40 articles of clothing, we can't pinpoint when, since I haven't been in the storage room in weeks. They're going to kill me."
Rachel groaned, they were going to have a fit, no matter what. Not that Sebastian would be blamed, but they would be upset that someone on staff could not be trusted. "The good news Sebastian is that it's last years line, it isn't anything new." Rachel muttered.
"That is the only saving grace." he muttered.
"Listen ,you calm down, I'll tell them it happened. I'll break the news. I'm taking them out to dinner tonight and I'll tell them."
"You really are and angel."
"I know, " Rachel laughed. "I need a favor."
"Anything." he promised.
"I need dresses tonight. I need one for me sent to Remington Records, then I need three cocktail dresses sent to a different address."
"Ok give me colors and sizes. "
"I need a purple size 6 for someone 8 months pregnant so lots of give. I need a black size 4 for someone four months pregnant, and last I need a green size 6 a line dress."
"Wow, tall order. What time frame?"
"I need them at the address no later then 5 tonight, work you're magic and I'll work mine." she rattled off Quinn's address to him.
"Deal. Talk to you later." Sebastian was already shouting out her dress order as he was hanging up the phone, she smirked to herself. She had the best of friends. when the cab pulled in front of Remington Records she paid the fair, tipping the cabbie and headed inside.
The building was relativity quiet considering it was Saturday, meaning that most the offices were closed for the weekend.
"Ms. Berry."
"Good afternoon Craig, what are you doing here on a Saturday?" Rachel pulled up short at the sight of him at the security desk.
"You're here, we're here. " he said simply. "What happened will not happen again."
"That isn't necessary, Craig." Rachel said with a sigh, why hadn't she thought about that.
"We're not taking that chance. The orders are from the boss." he shrugged his shoulders.
That bit of information caught her off guard. "Is that so?" she said with a raised brow.
"Indeed, all the way from the top. You're special to all of us Ms. Berry, but you're not invincible."
Rachel was beyond touched at this, that people in her every day life truly cared enough about her to want to protect her. She bite back the tears. "Thank you Craig that is very nice of you all, I'll try to arrange other temporary living arrangements."
"That isn't necessary, we have all volunteered for this position, plus it's all overtime with the holidays coming up we can all use it."
"Well, yes of course, when put that way I'll stay as long as I can." she laughed and stepped onto the elevator. "I'll see you a little later Craig."
"See you then Ms. Berry." Rachel waited until the door closed before she called Yarin.
"It's Saturday." he said with a yawn.
"Hello to you too." Rachel said angrily.
"Ok whoa… what happened." Yarin said firmly, and instantly more awake.
"Seems the boss of Remington Records called in a tighter security detail now that I am staying there, you know anything about that."
"We all thought it was a good idea Rachel." Yarin said with a sad tone. "We just want to make sure that you're all right."
"Who is this we." she demanded when the doors opened to the third floor. She flew down the hall to her suite in her fury, not talking to the security guard that was also posted on her floor, it set her teeth to grind.
"I'd rather not say, I will take full responsibility of this. I'm not just your employee I'm you're friend. The shoot is over, Xiomara will be back in town soon, and well other things have come to light and the situation became that you need to be protected."
"I see, well I guess you have it all set up. Would you like to live my life for me too." she demanded stomping to her bedroom and locating the shorts she bought to wear to pick up Kurt in.
"Wow, Hypocrite, how does it feel." he demanded. Rachel stopped her shorts half way up her leg, shocked she almost fell over.
"Fuck you." she whispered still angry. "Dinner 8 Time Warner Center ." she hung up the phone and tossed it onto her bed. Stopped her feet around a little having a private diva melt down. Then she pulled her hair into a braid fixed her shorts, smoothed out her I heart RI shirt. She flicked on a pair of hipster heels and fumbled for the phone in the middle of the bed.
"Remington Records," came a chipper voice.
"I need a security detail to the airport." she said as she headed to her door. "I'll be downstairs in 5 minutes."
"Yes Ms. Berry." the voice far less chipper, confirmed.
"Thank you." Rachel hung up the phone, squirted her perfume on her wrists tossed it back into her purse, then headed to the doorway. They wanted to treat her like a diva? They we're going to get a damn diva.
Rachel had her large glasses in place, she waited for the security team to open the door to the limo then she placed one 7 inch KHAB platform stiletto onto the pavement with her full leg on display, she took the mans hand and came out of the limo, amongst the flashing light of the papz, that she had texted to let know she was on her way.
"Rachel! Who are you wearing!"
"Does this confirm that you and Emily where in Rhode Island , as it's been reported?"
"Ms. Berry please look over here." Rachel whipped off her glasses and smiled brightly for the cameras.
She threw her head back and laughed. "Calm down .calm down !" she called out to them with a husk in her tone. "Plenty to go around boys." she winked at them. She signed auto graphs, she took pictures. She kissed a infant on the cheek. It was all so surreal. "I'll see you later I have to pick up a few friends." she waved to them as her security team became moving her through the crowd.
Her security team were shooting her looks of concern as she ignored them and called out to fans who recognized her as she headed to the waiting area for her boys.
"Ma belle étoile !"
Rachel whipped around and crashed into Kurt's arms, ignoring the way that people were recording the reunion they were both in tears. Blaine smiled holding their carry-on's . "I've missed you so much, you're not to leave me again."
"We've missed you too." Kurt promised kissed her cheek, Rachel hugged Blaine kissing his cheek. "What. Are. You. Wearing!" he squeaked dramatically.
"It's been horrible without you," she said leading the way to the baggage area. "Enough about me, how was the shoot, and the show?"
"Fabulous. Simply Fabulous. Now enough about that you must tell me what is going on , now that I can look at you when you try to lie to me."
Rachel pouted and crossed her arms clamming up. "This isn't the place to talk about that." she waited until they had their luggage. "You're staying in the city tonight."
"We are?" Blaine asked with a raised brow.
"You are, we're doing dinner," Rachel slipped an arm between both of their arms "and we're going to be fabulous."
"As if we could be anything else." Kurt laughed and smiled for the papz as they cleared the airport. "Our public awaits us." they waved and signed more autographs and took pictures. Soon Rachel's security team was pushing them into the limo.
"You have a security team?"
"It's it lovely." she said sarcastically, pulling off her glasses. Then rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. "Apparently it came from the 'boss' that I needed additional protection."
"What?" Kurt and Blaine said in unison.
"That is EXACTLY what I said."
Quinn looked at herself in the mirror and was amazed at the dress she was wearing . The green wasn't too overpowering it was subtle it had a brown tone with it, it pulled the hazel right from her eyes. It was the length that she preferred, it was simple it was elegant and slightly daring with the mesh cut out above her hips to her rub cage. On her feet were perfectly matched three inch heels.
"Wow, you look amazing." Santana smiled leaning on the door of the bedroom.
Quinn looked at Santana suppressing a laugh in frustration. "Shit, your pregnant and your still hotter them me. You're really doing a number on that dress." Santana stood in a black lace tight fitting stretch dress with an oyster layer that hit her right at her knees. It showed off her baby bump perfectly, she paired it with black flats.
"It's cause I'm Santana Fucking Lopez."
"There is a black car at the curb." Brittany said coming into the room. "You look beautiful Quinn."
"You two suck." Quinn muttered looking at Brittany in her beautiful deep purple v-neck sleeveless empire waist dress, that was accented with a satin band and a single purple flower embellishment, which tied in the back. "You look gorgeous."
"Thank you Quinn." Brittany smiled and blushed. "This really is the nicest dress that I will ever own." she played with the material lovingly.
"I've never seen the designer before …KHBA?" Santana looked at Brittany's tag. "I wonder where did she find them."
"She's the spoke woman from them." Quinn smirked. "You do know the designer, well use to know them very well." she laughed at their looks of confusion.
"Think about it, it'll come to you." Quinn left them in the room heading to the door. "Hello." she opened the door to see a large man wearing a fitted suit in the doorway.
"Ms. Fabray, I've been asked to drive you into the city, if your ready we'll be on our way."
"Who sent you?" Quinn asked cautiously, Rachel hasn't said anything about a driver.
"Ms. Berry, Miss." he said with a war smile. "It's very smart to ask that." he winked.
"Just one moment, …?"
"Craig, Miss."
"Craig, I'm just going to get my friends we'll be right out."
"Yes, Miss." he smiled at her and motioned for the car. "I'll be waiting by the car."
Quinn nodded and shut the door, she reached for her cell phone from the table at the front door and called Rachel.
"Hello Quinn."
"Hi, did you send a driver?"
"Yes, I'm sorry It slipped my mind to call you and tell you, is everything ok? Craig is very large he can be intimidating."
Quinn grinned. "A little, but he is very nice, I just wanted to make sure that it was legit."
"Perfectly understandable, I'll see you in an hour." Rachel whispered.
"An hour." she agreed with a grin. Then disconnected the call. "Ladies we have a driver for the evening , lets go. San be nice to him, he looks like he could do some damaged to even Snix, but he seems nice." Quinn called out to them, smiling when they rounded the corner and Santana was hissing at her.
"I'm not that bad anymore." she denied.
"Well just in case." Brittany muttered with a shrug of her shoulders.
"Britts!" Santana said in outrage.
"What I love you but lets be honest," Brittany kissed her wife then headed to the door. "Rachel's the diva, I'm the ditz, Quinn is now the pacifist, and you're the hothead. It is what it is."
"Pacifist is what I've become?" Quinn pouted. "I miss being the HBIC."
"Pacifist Quinn is much better then HBIC Quinn, and more loveable too." Brittany squeezed Quinn fingers and tossed open the door. Starting to waddle down the stairs.
"Mrs. Lopez one moment, I'll assist you." Craig called rushing up the walk giving the blonde his hand as he helped her down the steps and into the car.
"Is that a E300?" Santana whispered in awe.
"Have no idea, it's probably a hybrid." Quinn locked her door and headed down the stairs reached out to give Santana a hand down the stairs until she was shot a furiously dirty look, which she smirked at and headed down to the car, waiting for Santana who she assumed would want to sit in the middle. Quinn noticed the driver who sat behind the wheel and tried to hide the concern she felt, it appeared that Craig was security, not a driver. She slid in behind Santana who was looking at everything that the car had. She patted the seats and was looking at the gadgets on the dash that she could see from the middle. "I forgot you liked cars."
Santana rolled her eyes at her. "This isn't a car Quinn, this is a four thousand , two hundreds pounds of hybrid horse power. This car can go from 0-60 in under eight seconds. Gets 57 miles per gallon . It has diesel 2.26 engine, and seven speed transmission."
"Gibberish." Quinn said with a laugh looking at Brittany who was giving her a look of exasperation and rolling her eyes.
"You two are such chicks." she muttered crossing her arms in irritation.
Quinn kept quiet after that ahs just sat back and watched the city as it appeared to the, she felt a little anticipation of seeing Rachel again. Rachel in the public eye, with their friends. She didn't know what to think. They hadn't really talked at all. Not about what had happened in RI, about the accident, Emily, or what was going on now. There was a lot in the air, but she was very much looking forward to seeing Rachel.
"Ladies, we've been instructed to take you in through the private garage entrance." Santana frowned looking at Quinn.
"Rachel doesn't want you or Brittany caught in the paparazzi circus she is worried about your health."
"Thinks of everything, our Rachel." Brittany smiled and tapped her hand on Santana's arm. "We're pretty lucky to have a friend that cares so much."
Santana fights the tears that threaten to overcome her, Quinn can see it and leans in hugging her. "Hormones suck, she use to make me cry all through junior year when she would go out of her way to do things for me too." she whispered.
Craig rode the elevator with them watching them carefully, he led them to a seating area. "I'll tell them you're here. Ra-Ms. Berry will be here in ten minutes."
"You three look beautiful." Yarin came over from the bar smiling at Quinn.
"Yarin, you look great." Quinn stood and took his hand, then craned her neck when Nathen came into view as well. "Nathen, these are my friends from high school Santana and Brittany."
"Who's from Lima Heights-Adjacent?" he asked with a smirk.
"Snix your reputation transcends ." Quinn rolled her eyes. "You better behave tonight, or Rachel will go all diva on all of us." Everyone except for Brittany shivered at the thought.
"We are talking about the same sweet Rachel Berry right?" Brittany demanded trying to get out of the sofa that she sat on. Nathen quickly came to her aid and helped her out. "Thank you Nathen, I'm Brittany."
"The beautiful smiling, ray of sunshine in a dark day." he said kissing her hand.
Santana ripped the hand he kissed out of his hands and shot him a look. "My ray of sunshine." she said with narrowed eyes.
"Oh, I like you." Nathen laughed throwing back his head and laughing.
"Well that would make only one of us." Yarin muttered disgusted at the Latina, and the way she treated Rachel.
"Feeling is mutual, manservant." she shot back.
"Personal Assistant." Yarin corrected sipping his drink. "I'm going to need more alcohol if I'm going to make it through the night."
There was a buzz coming from the room, Quinn wasn't able to figure out what it was and she frowned. There were waiters in a frenzied, the maitre d was shooing people into different area, clearing the area around the elevator.
"What's going on?" someone called from behind them.
"It's probably some celebrity." a woman called back bored. It was common occurrence for her apparently.
There was a man that came into the room looking at last minute details.
"It's Thomas, I hear he never comes in any more." Quinn over heard someone say in wonder.
The man in question was looking over something in his hand talking frantically into a phone there was a beautiful brunette woman at his side and she was flush with excitement.
"Queue the music!" he calls into the phone when the elevators hit's the 3rd floor. Quinn cocks her head wondering what in the world could be going on, then "On Broadway," by the Drifters hit the air and Quinn is grinning.
The doors of the elevator opened and Kurt and Blaine stepped out dressed as dapper as ever, and stepped away from the door as Rachel dressed in a Vibrantly-hued coral colored haltered cowl neckline, fitted skirt ,backless except for a narrow back drape dress that hit at least 7 inched over her knee. She looked absolutely stunning, she took Quinn's breath away.
"Damn." Santana muttered. Brittany nodded her agreement. Quinn watched as she graciously smiled and hugged people that came to say hello, the man Thomas and his companion walked to her side the woman giving her a teary soaked kiss on her cheeks and the man taking to her softly before Rachel hugged him fiercely.
Rachel laughed and kissed Thomas on the cheek. "I've missed you my friend." Rachel whispered leaning her head on his chest .
"You've been away for too long."
"I'll make sure that doesn't happen again." Rachel promised. Then looked at the dining room, smiling over at Quinn. "Kurt, Blaine you remember Thomas and Laura."
"Of Course." Blaine came forward. "I have all your cook books Chef." he said with a smile. "I've much to learn." he laughed.
Thomas laughed, "You'll get there." he promised. "I have to say Rachel has been speaking your praises for years. This last year we've been embracing the KHBA line. You have yourselves a new loyal fan."
"So happy that you enjoy last years line." Kurt smiled and placed a hand around Blaine's waist and rested it on his hip. "Rachel has been telling us of your wonderful place forever, we've just been so all over the place for the last 3 years."
"We know all about that." Laura laughed. "Rachel, we should get you to your table, before people begin to harass you."
"Oh it's alright Laura, I love the attention." Rachel smiled. "But we must collect the rest of our party, please excuse me for a moment." Rachel made her way slowly to Quinn taking in her beauty, seeing the pink in her cheeks the twinkle in her eyes, the way that no one but her could pull her attention. She came to a stop in front of her and smiled. "Hello gorgeous."
"You look amazing." Quinn whispered. Rachel smiled and leaned in to kiss her softy on the lips. The soft kiss was lost almost instantly when Quinn let out a moan and pulled her in deeper for a more official one. Ignoring the gasps in the crowd. Yes she had just officially outted them, there was no way that the press would not find out now, but she wasn't able to stop herself. It was Quinn Freaking Fabray!
"Hey Berry!" Santana muttered from behind them. "You have two pregnant people who would like to eat sometime this century."
"Good evening to you too Santana. Please everyone follow me." she led the way to the maitre d. Rachel smirked at the woman "Gisele , good evening party for 10 for Berry."
"Yes of course your usual table has been prepared." she led the way to the table. "We have a vegan selection tonight in your honor." she commented as she led them to a mostly secluded table .
"That wasn't necessary." Rachel blushed then looked at Thomas who just smiled and kissed his wife's cheek. "But very much appreciated. " she shot a look at Yarin, who squirmed as he sat. "You're being so wonderfully accommodating, so unlike others."
Rachel took a seat at the large round table placing Quinn on her right, and Laura on her left, Thomas sat next to Laura then Blain, Kurt, Yarin , Nathen , Britt, and then Santana strategically placed between Quinn and Brittany. The only two people , who were able to reign in her Snix.
"Some people, should appreciate the people who care enough for them to stand up to them, to do what needs to be done." Yarin said just as softly and firmly as Rachel had.
"We'll just have to agree to disagree for the evening.' Rachel smiled and placed the napkin in her lap. "Thomas, Laura let me introduce you. " she motioned to The people as she introduced everyone. Brittany smiled over at Thomas, a smile that worried Quinn.
"You're Thomas Keller." she said finally as if it came to her. Thomas smiled and nodded. "We have one of your cook books, Santana is the cook in the family." she smiled at her wife. "Have you ever thought of branching out to Spanish dishes?"
"It's something that we've been thinking about." Thomas smiled genuinely . "If we do go down that road do you have any recommendations."
"Not off the top of my head, but I'll get back to you. Baby brain, side affect of pregnancy." Brittany smiled sipping her water., as the table broke up in laughter and the tension evaporated.
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