Prompt: Jack O'Neill - "I think, in her heart, she forgave me for what happened to our kid. She just... couldn't forget." - 'Stargate SG:1'
"We got another letter from Beth. She sent her freshman school picture," Quinn commented as she placed the casserole she had made for dinner in the center of the small table. I didn't miss the coolness that crept into her voice every time she mentioned the daughter that we had given up for adoption over fifteen years ago.
"I'll have to read the letter after dinner," I replied, trying to keep my tone neutral. Though she may have forgiven me for the decision I had made our senior year not to help her get Beth back, I knew Quinn would never forget that. Still, I loved Quinn and I'd do whatever I had to in order to keep the peace.
"When do I get to visit her again?" eight year old Sabrina asked. Our second daughter adored her older sister and it was nice to see them so close despite the distance between them.
"Perhaps we can all go to New York for Thanksgiving and spend the holiday in the city," I told replied glancing to Quinn to gauge her reaction.
"Rachel has been asking for us to come visit and Kurt's got another role on Broadway. I wouldn't mind catching a show and catching up with old friends," she replied sitting down and opening a jar of baby food to feed our son Noah Jr.
"Yay! Thanksgiving in New York!" Sabrina cheered.
I smiled. I loved all three of our children even if we couldn't all be together and I wouldn't give up my life with Quinn for anything.