A/N - Alright… Now's the time that things are going to start moving faster. Enjoy!

Chapter 24 - A Wicked Grandma

It had been a week and Jaxon was still refusing to use the toilet. Quinn had to go into work on Saturday to deal with an unexpected shipment, so Rachel was left alone on potty training duties.

At the end of the day, Quinn walked into Rachel's house and stopped dead in her tracks. Her purse fell to the floor with a thud and her eyes bugged out of her head as she stared at Rachel and Jaxon. "What the hell are you two doing?!" she screeched, catching both brunettes' attention.

Rachel stood up from the couch and looked at her girlfriend with confusion. "What do you mean, babe? What's wrong?" She looked over at Jaxon who was sitting on the floor coloring in his coloring book.

Quinn looked at her girlfriend, then over to their son. "Why in the world are you both naked?!" she asked incredulously, pointing at them as if to emphasize her point.

Rachel looked down at her body then over to Jaxon's like she had completely forgot that they were naked. Then laughed. "Oh… well, you said it was my job to potty train Jaxon, so I figured… it would be much easier this way. Now he doesn't have to worry about getting his underwear off as he runs to the toilet."

"Mama, I naked!" Jaxon cheered, standing up and running around the living room.

"Okay… So then, why are you naked, Rachel?"

Rachel shrugged. "I had to show Jaxon how the M&M game was done," she answered like it was no big deal. "Besides, I walk around my house naked all the time."

Quinn rolled her eyes and muttered, "Why am I not surprised?"

Just then Jaxon stopped in his tracks and his eyes got really big. He looked over at Rachel and exclaimed, "Mom 'Chel, I go potty!"

"Hurry! Run!" Rachel called out as she quickly ushered him down the hallway and into the bathroom.

A few minutes later, the bathroom door opened and an ecstatic three year old bounced out, a huge grin covering his face. "Mama! Mama! I potty in toilet!" he exclaimed, his big brown eyes wide and twinkling.

Quinn grinned and wrapped her son into a hug. "I am so proud of you, Jaxon! Great job!"

Jaxon pulled back and said, "Mom 'Chel has penis too. She show me how to pee in toilet on candy. 'Ellow are best." He grinned.

Quinn glanced up at her girlfriend and found her wearing the exact same grin on her face that was on Jaxon's.

Rachel just smiled at her and gave her a wink.

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The following day, the couple were back over at Quinn's house watching a movie together. When Jaxon woke up from his nap and called out to his mommies to get him, both Quinn and Rachel went up to his bedroom.

Seeing both his mommies caused Jaxon to jump up and down, anticipating a fun day together. "Mama! Mom 'Chel! Play!"

Rachel smiled brightly. She loved to see her son so happy. As she picked him up off his bed, she told him, "We'll play in just a little while, Jax. First Mama and I have something to talk to you about."

Jaxon looked over at Quinn with a questioning expression. His Mama looked really serious. He knew he hadn't broken anything that day and he was pottying in the toilet, so he didn't know what she could be so serious about.

"I trouble?" he asked, his head down and a pout on his lips.

Quinn tried to give her son a reassuring smile when she saw his concern. Brushing his hair out of his eyes, she told him, "Don't worry, sweetheart, you didn't do anything wrong. Mom 'Chel and I just have to tell you something exciting."

All three sat down on the couch in his room. There had been many nights when Jaxon was a baby where Quinn or Brittany, or even Santana, had slept on it so they could be readily available when he woke up for a feeding.

Jaxon sat on Rachel's lap, but turned to face Quinn, waiting for her to talk.

Quinn was nervous about this conversation with her son. She knew Jaxon loved 'Doc Shel' and was always excited to see her when they went to the doctor's office, but how was he going to feel knowing that the doctor he had known his entire life was actually his grandmother? Maybe Rachel was right, Jaxon was still so young, the information wouldn't register in his mind as a betrayal. He would just be excited to have one more person be a part of his life. Like Rachel, Jaxon thrived on attention.

"Jaxon," Quinn began, holding his hand in hers. "Dr. Shelby-"

Jaxon got a big smile on his face, interrupting Quinn excitedly, "We go see Doc Shel today?"

"Well… Jaxon, do you want to go see her today?" she asked.

He nodded enthusiastically. "Yes peas."

"Jax," Rachel said, his eyes looking up at her. "What we wanted to tell you was that… Dr. Shelby, well… she's my mom."

Jaxon tilted his head, scrunching up his eyebrows. "Doc Shel your mom?" he asked, pointing at Rachel.

She nodded. "You know how your Mama is your mom and I am your mom?" He nodded. "Well, Dr. Shelby is my mom."

He was quiet for a few minutes, obviously deep in his thoughts trying to understand. Suddenly his big brown eyes widened and he looked up at Quinn with a huge Berry mega watt grin. The blonde had to laugh at his facial expression, it was exactly like Rachel's when she got super excited and was bursting with happiness.

Jaxon turned to Rachel and asked, "Doc Shel your mom?" Rachel nodded. "Doc Shel my mom?" he asked, pointing to himself and bouncing on her lap. This was the best day ever! He now had three mommies! He was the luckiest kid in the world!

Rachel smiled at his obvious happiness. "Actually, Jax… that makes Dr. Shelby your grandma."

He looked at her a little confused again. Quinn hadn't talked to her parents since she left home after high school, so Jaxon had never had a grandparent in his life before.

Jaxon thought about the term 'grandma' for a few seconds. Then he remembered that one of his friends in his dance class always came with her 'grandma'. The grandma was always so nice to her and bought her things and took her for ice cream. Jaxon decided that having a grandma was a really good thing.

He grinned. "Ga'ma! I want Ga'ma!"

Quinn and Rachel looked at each other. This conversation was going even better than they had planned and Jaxon seemed really happy about the news.

"So your grandma-" Quinn began.

"Doc Shel!" Jaxon interrupted her, throwing his arms in the air.

Rachel chuckled.

Quinn rolled her eyes. "Yes. Your grandma wants us to go over to her house tonight for dinner. Would you like to do that?"

Jaxon nodded his head vigorously. He pushed himself off Rachel's lap and quickly ran over to his dresser. He started pulling pants and shirts out of the drawers, even grabbing a new pair of underwear. "'icked!" he exclaimed holding up his pair of 'Wicked' underwear.

When Quinn had told Rachel about how Jaxon loved going to Shelby's office, especially to the 'Wicked' room, Rachel scoured the internet and found every possible memorabilia out there. Needless to say, Jaxon now had several articles of 'Wicked' clothing.

Grabbing one of his 'Wicked' t-shirts and a pair of green shorts, he hurried to take off all his current clothes and put on his new ones.

Quinn and Rachel sat staring at him with wide eyes. Jaxon had never voluntarily put clothes on before. This was a brand new experience for them.

"Me ready!" he exclaimed, running back over to his mothers. "Go see Ga'ma!"

Quinn laughed. She pointed at the carpet by the dresser. "First, young man, you need to pick up all the clothes you threw on the ground."

He looked back over to the pile of shirts and pants he had pulled out of his dresser. He pouted. "Okay."

After everyone was ready, Quinn buckled Jaxon into his car seat in Rachel's SUV and they were off to Shelby's house.

Quinn was nervous. "Are you sure this outfit is okay?" she asked Rachel as she looked down at her light yellow summer dress and a pair of sandals on her feet.

"You look great, sweetie, and very sexy," Rachel said, giving her a kiss on the cheek and a seductive wink. "Besides… You've been around my mom tons of times when you guys went to the doctor. Plus when we've seen her over the last few is this any different?"

"It just is."

Rachel chuckled, then leaned over and quickly kissed Quinn's lips. "You look great, and everything is going to be fine. She loved you when the three of us went out to lunch, remember?"

Quinn nodded. "True. Okay. But I'm still kind of nervous."

Around 20 minutes later, they entered a pretty neighborhood with well-kept nice historic homes with large lawns and huge trees in the yards and lining along the streets.

Rachel pulled the SUV into her mother's driveway and put it in Park. Jaxon was already bouncing in his car seat, so excited to see his new grandma. To him, grandmas were fun and happy and played with kids and gave them treats. He knew that this was going to be a great night.

"Are you ready to get out, Jax?" Rachel asked, already knowing his answer by his Berry mega grin.

Jaxon nodded his head enthusiastically. "Yeah! Out peas, Mom 'Chel!"

Rachel chuckled. She unclasped his car seat straps while Quinn grabbed the bag with some toys and snacks for Jaxon.

Once he was free, Jaxon pushed himself out of his seat and out the car door. Rachel turned to watch him run up the driveway toward the front door.

But before he could make it to the door, Shelby met him on the sidewalk. She gave him a matching Berry watt grin and held her arms out. "Jaxon!" she called happily.

The little boy launched himself into Shelby's arms as he exclaimed, "Ga'ma!" Then wrapped his arms around her neck, giving her a big hug.

Shelby's eyes widened by the use of the word grandma and by her grandson's extreme enthusiasm. She knew that they had always gotten along and Jaxon seemed to love to see her at her office, but this welcome was above and beyond her expectations. She looked over Jaxon's shoulder and shot Rachel and Quinn a questioning look.

Rachel just shrugged her shoulders. "When we told him you were his grandma and we were going to visit you, he hasn't stopped bouncing around like there were ants in his pants."

Jaxon turned to look at Rachel, his eyebrows scrunched in question. "Mom 'Chel, I no ants in pants," he told her, pointing to his shorts. "I wear ''icked' underwear."

Rachel chuckled and gave him a kiss on his cheek as he sat comfortably in Shelby's arms, his fingers absentmindedly playing with his grandma's long dark brown hair. "I know you don't, bud. It was just a figure of speech."

He was still confused, but he just shrugged it off.

The three women walked into the house and Rachel went to the kitchen to get them all something cold to drink and some chocolate milk in Jaxon's sippy cup. Shelby sat down on one of the couches in the living room, resting Jaxon on her lap.

Jaxon turned to face her, and covered her cheeks with both of his hands and just stared into her eyes. She felt like he was reading her soul. Then he grinned and asked, "You my Ga'ma?"

Shelby smiled and nodded. "Yes, Jaxon, I'm your Grandma. Is that alright with you?"

He nodded his head excitedly. "Play toys?" he asked looking around the room, searching for toys.

"I have toys back in the playroom," she told him, pointing toward the hallway. "Would you like to go see them?"

"'icked 'reen room?" he asked excitedly.

Shelby tried not to laugh and just taped her finger on her chin, putting on a thinking face. "I'm not sure. Maybe we should go see."

"Yay!" he exclaimed, jumping off her lap. He grabbed her hand and pulled her up.

Quinn and Rachel both laughed as their son dragged Shelby down the hallway.

After a few hours of playing with toys and eating dinner, they all sat around in the living room talking while they watched Jaxon play with a new interactive learning toy he had drug out from the playroom, which was indeed painted green. Shelby took her job as Grandma seriously and practically bought half the toy store. Jaxon was in toy heaven.

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Rachel and Quinn were enjoying a quiet evening at the singer's house. Jaxon had already gone to bed, so now it was just the two women snuggled up together on the couch, a blanket thrown over their laps.

"I still haven't met Cassie," Quinn remarked.

Rachel was playing with strands of blonde hair, wrapping them around her finger. "You will. She wasn't here much because of some big case she was working on, then the contruction in her place finally finished. So she packed up and left," she said shrugging her shoulders.

"Well, I'd like to meet her sometime."

Rachel nodded. "You will. Hey, there's something that's been on my mind for a while now, but there seems never a good time to bring it up."

Quinn sat up and turned to face her girlfriend. "What is it?"

"Santana and I were talking one day while I was at your house and she mentioned how her new manager down at the club was driving her crazy. Then she said that none of the managers she's hired over the past few years have ever lived up to her original manager. When I asked why the manager had left, she made the comment that it had something to do with you."

Quinn bit her lip, her heart sinking. She knew what the brunette was about to ask.

"She wouldn't tell me anything else. She said to talk to you about it."

The blonde cleared her throat. "Well… her name was Peyton… and she was my girlfriend."

This caused Rachel's eyebrows to rise. "Your girlfriend?"

Quinn nodded. "Yeah. San introduced us several years ago and we just hit it off. We dated for awhile, but…" she lowered her head, ashamed.

Rachel reached out and lifted her chin with her finger. "But what, Quinn. What happened?"

Breathing in a deep breath, Quinn said, "I cheated on her and got pregnant."

The words hit Rachel with an unexpected punch. "What?"

Quinn nodded. "Yeah. I was dating Peyton when you and I first slept together. And I decided not to tell her about it. I guess… I don't know. But when I found out I was pregnant, I finally told her. And she couldn't forgive me… so she left."

Rachel leaned her head on the back of the couch. Wow. She would have never guessed that her Quinn could ever cheat.

"A few months after we broke up, she quit the club and moved. I was around a lot because of Santana and… she just couldn't handle seeing me so often. So she left. And I haven't heard from her since."

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"Hey, Britt?" Quinn called out as she walked into the living room to find Jaxon curled up next to the dancer on the couch. His eyes were closed and his breathing was deep as he slept peacefully with his thumb in his mouth.

Brittany looked away from the cartoon on the TV. "Yeah?" she asked, turning to look at the other blonde while her fingers unconsciously ran through Jaxon's dark hair.

"Oh sorry!" Quinn whispered quietly, not wanting to wake up her son. "I was just wanting to take some lunch over to Rachel at the studio and wondered if you would watch Jax for a bit?"

"Sure!" Brittany smiled. She was ecstatic that Quinn and Rachel were finally together, that they had both got over their stubbornness and allowed the love they have for each other to take over.

After stopping by one of Rachel's favorite pita restaurants and picking them up some lunch, Quinn stepped off the elevator on the top floor of Rachel's building.

She waved and smiled at the young receptionist, who smiled and waved back, and headed down the hallway toward the sound of loud music playing. She stopped outside the rehearsal room door and listened to the song for a minute. She hadn't heard this one before, it must have been a new one Rachel had been working on. The singer seemed to be having a lot of inspiration lately. Quinn had seen her strumming on her guitar and writing lyrics on several different times the past few weeks.

Yea, there's a million voices
Screaming that this love's a dead-end road
But the only voice that I hear
Is telling me "go", telling me "go"

The sun is rising sober
While passion fades and I'm on my own
My helpless heart's hung over
I'm all out of hope, all out of hope

Where do we go? Where do we go?

When the music stopped, followed by silence, Quinn decided now was as good a time as any to interrupt the rehearsal. She opened the door and walked into the large room with a stage on one end. The members of the band were on the stage, all listening as Rachel adjusted some of the chords and lyrics to the new song, and directing the band on what she wanted it to sound like and the emotion that it would convey to their audience. Tina and Holly were sitting on soft plush couches on the far side of the room so they would be able to talk over the loud music.

Quinn decided to walk over to the two women and wait for Rachel to call for a break.

"Hey, Quinn!" Tina exclaimed when she saw the blonde coming over to them. "Come sit down. It won't be much longer before Rachel calls for a break."

Holly rolled her eyes. "Tina, again I thank you every day for talking to the obsessive diva and making her understand that they need to take breaks more often than every six hours. It was getting ridiculous!"

Quinn gaped at the publicist, "Rachel made the band rehearse for six hours before they could take a break?"

"Oh, that's nothing," Tina told the two women. "Back when they first got together, there were no breaks until someone literally fell over. Believe me, Rachel has chilled out a whole lot since then."

"And she says I'm controlling!" Quinn exclaimed, eying the diva on stage who was currently bossing everyone around. "Don't the guys get sick of it?"

"Oh, they do," Tina smirked. "Most of the time they just tune her out. They usually already know what she is going to say, so they take a mental break."

"But they don't say anything to her about it?"

Tina shook her head. "No. We all know that Rachel has to feel like she is in control. It's not a bad thing, it's like someone who thinks out loud. You know those people? The ones that are just babbling about random things no one understands or even cares about? That's just the way their mind works. Rachel is the same way, she needs to make sure that everything she had in mind for a certain project is expressed in order for her brain to relax."

"What are you guys talking about?" Rachel asked, interrupting their conversation. She took a large gulp from her water bottle and grinned down at her girlfriend. "Hey, babe!" She leaned over and gave Quinn a quick kiss on the lips.

"Oh, nothing," Tina said innocently.

Rachel furrowed her eyebrows. "Knowing both you and Holly, I doubt that. I'm sure you were spilling all my secrets."

Holly chuckled. "You're an open book, Berry. You have no secrets."

Rachel just huffed. "Annnyyywayyy…" she drawled, reaching out for Quinn's hand. "There's an hour lunch break and Quinn and I are going to go do something useful."

"Just be careful!" Holly called after the two departing women. "Always use protection!"

Rachel just rolled her eyes and Quinn felt her cheeks burn in embarrassment as they heard snickers from all around the room.

"The song you guys were singing sounded great," Quinn told the brunette as they entered Rachel's office and closed the door.

"Yeah, it's getting there. It's going to be our first single off the new album," Rachel told her as she sat on the sofa and pulled the coffee table closer so they could use it as a table for their lunch. She unwrapped the pita Quinn had brought her and moaned after taking the first bite. "This is heaven, babe."

Quinn grinned, opening her own pita. "I'm glad you like it."

Rachel swallowed then leaned closer to the blonde. "I like it a lot. And I love you," she murmured as she gave her girlfriend a gentle kiss. "Thank you for bringing me lunch."

"You're welcome. It was my day off and I wanted to spend some time with you."

The couple ate in silence, both lost in their own thoughts. Soon they were finished and Rachel gathered up all the trash and tossed it in the garbage can.

Quinn relaxed when Rachel sat back down and held her in her arms. They listened to soft music, enjoying the quiet atmosphere and just being together.

Rachel ran her finger over Quinn's hand then trailed it up her arm, smiling when she got the reaction she was hoping for when Quinn shivered from the light touch. "Quinn, there is something we need to discuss."

The blonde heard the seriousness in her girlfriend's voice, so she sat up and turned to face her, giving her full attention. "What is it, Rachel?" she asked with concern.

Rachel smiled and took her girlfriend's hands. "It's nothing bad, I promise. For the music video for our first single, we are going to be filming it in New York."

Quinn's heart sank. "New York?" Did that mean Rachel was leaving?

"And while we are there, Tina booked us a gig at Madison Square Garden. It's going to be wild, and I honestly can't wait! We've been wanting to perform there forever, but it was booked solid when Tina had originally contacted them for our upcoming tour. However, they did have a couple nights that were available, so Tina took it. It's two weeks from tomorrow," Rachel explained. "So, while we are there, we're going to be filming the music video."

"How long are you going to be gone?" Quinn asked, trying not to show her disappointment.

Rachel traced her finger along the blonde's jaw. "Not long, only a few days."

"Oh," Quinn murmured, looking down at her hands.

"Hey…" Rachel lifted her girlfriend's chin so their eyes could meet. "Look at me. I want you to come with me, Quinn. I know you have the art gallery and Jaxon and tons of other things you have going on, but… I will miss you too much. And selfishly I want you there with me. I already talked to my mom and she insisted that she have Jaxon for those days, so he is taken care of. And since you and Mike have hired a few more employees, they should be able to survive without you. It will be good for us, Quinn…"

Quinn silenced the diva's rant by pressing her finger against the brunette's mouth. She smiled at her lover. "I would love to go to New York with you, Rachel."

Rachel smiled, relieved. "I also…" she looked nervous. "… It's just… I would really love for you to be in the video with us."

"You what?" the blonde asked, her eyebrow raised.

Rachel linked her finger's with Quinn's and looked lovingly into bright hazel eyes. "Quinn, I wrote this song for you. And it's only right that you're in the video to help me bring it alive."

Quinn was touched by her girlfriend's love, but she wasn't an actress. Why in the world would Rachel even think about having her in a music video?

"Can I think about it for a few days?" she asked.

"Of course," Rachel reassured her as she wrapped her arm around her waist and pulled her close. She leaned over and attached her lips to Quinn's pale neck, and smiled when she heard the blonde moan in approval.

Quinn thread her fingers through Rachel's hair and tilted her head to the side so Rachel had more room to work. She loved the sparks that shot through her body every time Rachel kissed her; especially that one spot behind her ear that Rachel had quickly discovered the first time they had sex. And now it was the brunette's favorite place to kiss.

Within a few minutes, both women were laying down on the couch with Rachel hovering over Quinn, her lips moving gently over Quinn's collarbone then back up to her lips where they moved perfectly together. Her fingers were tracing the bottom hem of Quinn's shirt, ready to slide it up her smooth abs when there was a loud knock on the office door.

Rachel just ignored it and continued caressing her girlfriend. But the knock came again, and louder.

"Come on, Rach!" she heard Puck call out. "You and blondie can continue screwing each other after rehearsal is over!"

Rachel groaned as she buried her face in Quinn's neck. "I'm going to kill him."

Quinn giggled.

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Quinn sat at a table at Satan's Angels, having a drink with her best friend. Brittany had taken Jaxon to dance class, and Quinn needed to talk to Santana about her upcoming trip to New York with Rachel.

They had been sitting and talking for a while as the blonde explained her conversation with Rachel, and Santana agreed that it would be good for them to have a big chunk of time alone together, without the crazy, yet adorable little man.

"I don't know if I should do it," Quinn wondered, taking a sip of her beer.

Santana's mouth dropped open. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. When Quinn had come to the strip club and told her that Rachel wanted the blonde to be in New Directions' upcoming music video, Santana's first words were, "Hell yeah!" Followed closely by, "I'd fuck a world famous band member just to be in their music video."

So she couldn't understand why her best friend was sitting across from her and thinking of turning down the dream come true offer.

Well, we are talking about goodie goodie Quinn Fabray, the Latina mused to herself. "You've become a prude in your old age, Q."

Quinn's jaw dropped as she stared at her best friend. "Excuse me? Did you just call me a prude?"

"If the granny panties' fit," she shrugged, taking a pull from her beer bottle.

"I'll have you know, Santana Lopez, at that dance club, Rachel and I had sex right on the dance floor. So there."

Santana scoffed. "Oh please. Britt and I have sex on every club's dance floor we've ever been to. Plus most of their bathrooms."

Quinn was speechless. And slightly disgusted.

Santana just smirked. "Anyway, back to your 'dilemma'," she said, using air quotes while rolling her eyes. "It's a music video, Q. Just do it. Rachel will be with you the entire time, so just relax.

Quinn looked down at her bottle, idly picking off the label. "It's more than just normal acting, San. There's a sex scene in it."

The Latina's eyes lit up. "Seriously?! That's awesome! You finally get to show off your cute little nipples and hot ass."

The blonde rolled her eyes. Of course Santana would be all for that! "But, San-"

Santana held up her finger to silence her best friend. "No, Q. This will be good for you, get you out of your mommy shell. I'm sure the shoot will be professional and respectable. And honestly, do you think Rachel Possessive Berry would ever let anyone besides her see your goods? No. She wouldn't. She is very territorial with you, Q, and I know she will take extra care of you."

Quinn took a deep breath, looking up at the ceiling. "You're right," she admitted, smiling at the truth in her best friend's words. "Okay… okay, I'll do it."

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