A/N - Okay, I understand that some of you weren't too happy about the filming of the music video, (even though I gave you 2 warnings!) but there really is a method to my madness.

Chapter 30 - Final Preparations

"Thanks for bring me lunch, babe," Rachel told Quinn, lacing their fingers together, as they walked into the singer's office. Rachel had been busy the last few weeks, dealing with music industry meetings and interviews and other responsibilities that needed to be done.

"You're welcome." Quinn smiled and caressed Rachel's palm with her thumb. "You've been working too much, sweetie. Jaxon and I haven't seen you as much and we miss you."

Rachel set the containers of food down on the coffee table. "I'm sorry, Quinn. I hate being away from you guys so much."

"I know, babe," Quinn took a deep breath. There wasn't really anything she could do about the band's music industry business, so she decided not to dwell on it.

"Oh!" Rachel exclaimed. "Artie sent me the final cut of the music video."

Quinn's eyebrow raised. "Really?" she asked nervously. "How… How did it turn out?"

The singer grinned. "It's amazing! Do you want to see it?"

"I don't know," Quinn mumbled, biting her bottom lip. "I'm not sure if I'm looking forward to seeing my naked bits."

Rachel chuckled and pulled her girlfriend to her feet. "It doesn't show any of your naked bits. I promise." She led Quinn over to the desk and offered her the comfortable chair as she loaded the video on the computer. "I'm too possessive of you to let the world see that."

The music video started, and Quinn had to admit that she was really impressed. Artie had done an amazing job. Snippets of the sex scene were sprinkled throughout the video, but it was very tastefully done. Rachel was right, there wasn't a shot of any nipples or pussy or cock. It did show the length of Rachel's naked back, the tip top of Quinn's ass crack and her bare back from her shoulder blades up. Most of the snippets were extreme close-ups: Rachel's fingers gently gliding over Quinn's stomach, Quinn's head thrown back in ecstasy, Rachel's sparkling brown eyes, the curve of Rachel's smile, Quinn biting her bottom lip, Quinn's fingernails down Rachel's back marking it with red lines. It was very intimate and clearly showed their love for each other, but not at all like the porno Quinn was envisioning it would be. Of which she was beyond grateful.

When the song ended and the screen faded to black, Rachel looked at her girlfriend expectantly. "So… what do you think?"

Quinn didn't say anything for several moments, just stared at the blank screen.

Rachel began getting really nervous. 'Shit. She hates it,' she thought as she knelt down in front of the blonde. "I'm sorry, Quinn. We can have Artie change it, completely cut out-"

"No. Don't do that, Rachel," Quinn interrupted. Her eyes flicked down to look at her girlfriend's anxious expression. She smiled to show Rachel she wasn't mad. "I really liked it. Really."

Rachel let out a relieved breath.

"It was definitely different than what I thought it would look like."

Rachel's brow creased. "What do you mean?"

"I don't know. I guess I thought the sex scene would be a prominent part of the video, but if I were to mash all the clips together, it would probably only be like… I don't know… twenty seconds. Much less than a sex scene in a movie."

"Yeah. For the storyline, Artie wanted the audience to know that the two leads had a very passionate and deep relationship. But the sex was just part of their relationship, that's why we shot all the other scenes of us doing things around New York."

"So, then why did Artie have to film us actually having sex?"

Rachel took Quinn's hands and pulled her out of the chair, then sat in it herself, tugging her girlfriend to sit on her lap. She wrapped her arms around the blonde's waist. "Honestly? I don't doubt your acting abilities, babe, but I knew the exact shots that Artie was looking for, and I knew that in order for us to capture those specific moments and expressions, it would be easiest for you to actually be in that situation and feel that passion and love. If that makes sense."

Quinn nodded. "Yeah, I understand what you're saying. If Artie told me to look like I was having an orgasm, without really having one, I'm sure my expression would look like… hell, I don't know what it would look like, but I'm sure not at all realistic."

Rachel laughed, pulling Quinn tighter to her body. "And just so you know, I actually viewed all the film from both cameras, and every shot was tasteful. You were so caught up in the moment that you didn't notice where the cameras were and that in turn produced the purest reactions. And like you saw on the finished cut - most of the shots were extreme close-ups that only focused on a single body part at a time. There wasn't even a single shot of your nipples or pussy."

Quinn arched her blonde eyebrow in surprise. "Seriously? How did that happen?"

"Like I told you, Artie hires the best of the best. The girls who ran the cameras knew exactly what Artie wanted, and that's all they shot," Rachel told her.

"So… if I wouldn't have filmed the video with you, would you have had to have sex with some random actress?" Quinn asked, jealousy and anger in her tone.

Rachel shook her head. "No, babe," she kissed Quinn's lips. "A professional actress could have produced the facial expressions and other reactions Artie wanted without being fully unclothed. Plus, I would have made sure there were a lot more crew on set when it was filmed."

"Good," Quinn stated, pecking her girlfriend's lips. "That makes me feel better."

"I told Artie that I would have you view the final cut and give your okay before it was passed over to Tina and Holly. So, what do you say?"

Quinn smiled. "I like it a lot. He really did a great job."

"Good. I'll tell him you approve it." Rachel quickly sent the director an email then led Quinn back over to the couch to open up their lunch containers. "Thanks again for lunch, babe."

"You're welcome," Quinn told her as she unwrapped their sandwiches and veggies while Rachel pulled out two juice bottles from her mini fridge.

The women sat next to each other while they ate, just happy to be together.

"You're eating enough and regularly, aren't you, Rach?" Quinn asked after swallowing a bite. "I know how you get when you're in your zone. And with all the producing and stuff you've been doing lately, I know you've been in your zone."

Rachel smiled at her girlfriend's concern. "Yes, Quinn. I promise I'm taking breaks to eat. Tina makes sure of that," she told her, kissing her palm.

"Okay. Good." Quinn nodded. "Now, keep eating," she said, pointing down at Rachel's half-eaten plate.

Several minutes passed as the women enjoyed their lunch together.

"So…" Rachel started as she poked the chicken on her plate. "… the food's really good." She rolled her eyes at herself. 'Stop being such a coward! Just ask her to move in,' she scolded herself. 'You've been wanting to ask her for weeks now! She'll say yes. You're together with her and Jaxon most of the time anyway!' Rachel sighed at herself.

"Yeah, it's good," Quinn said between bites. "There isn't much between here and the art gall-"

"Move in with me?" Rachel suddenly cried out. 'There! I asked her,' she congratulated herself. 'Not as eloquently as one would hope though,' she groaned, realizing she just blurted it out.

Quinn's sandwich stopped halfway to her mouth and her wide eyes stared up at her girlfriend.

Afraid that Quinn would say 'No', Rachel hurried on, "My house is plenty big enough for all three of us. Jaxon already has a room there… and you and I can sleep together - I mean, have the same bedroom. It's closer to the art gallery and there are really good private schools close by for when Jaxon is old enough. We can re-decorate anything you want. I already talked to Santana and told her that I have a good sized house in my backyard for her and Brittany, so they can still be close by you guys… and… and I want you with me," Rachel rambled nervously.

Silence.

"I-It's a stupid idea," Rachel mumbled, feeling a bit embarrassed when Quinn stayed silent. "It's too soon. I understand."

Jarred from her stupor, Quinn quickly shook her head. "No! It's not too soon." Rachel's heart began to beat again. "Jaxon and I would love to move in with you."

Rachel grinned. "Really?"

Quinn nodded, her own smile lighting up her face. "Really. I think it's the perfect idea."

Rachel pulled Quinn on her lap and kissed her passionately. "Thank you! Thank you!" she squealed, spinning the blonde around.

Quinn just giggled and reveled in their happiness.

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When Rachel had a short reprieve from the studio, everyone chipped in and were able to move all of Quinn and Jaxon's stuff over to Rachel's house. Jaxon had been beyond ecstatic when his mothers had told him the news; he couldn't stop talking about it to everyone he saw. Shelby was happy the two women's relationship was progressing nicely and she was more excited to see the changes in Rachel. Her daughter was growing into a mature adult and she was very proud.

Santana and Brittany had taken Rachel up on her offer to live in the "guest house" in her backyard. And when the Latina actually saw it for the first time, Brittany had to lift her girlfriend's jaw up from the lawn. It was larger than their current home and all the appliances and furniture were brand new. And now they had a swimming pool! It couldn't get any better than that!

"Holy shit!" were Charlie's first words when she stepped inside Rachel's mansion.

Santana coming up behind her with a box in her arms, nudged the dumbfounded blonde. "Close your mouth, you're catching flies," she teased.

"Dude! This place is unreal!" Charlie continued as she looked around. "Look at this kitchen! Does Rachel even cook?! And this TV! It takes up the whole damn wall!"

"'Arlie!"

She turned toward the voice and barely managed to catch the little boy as he barrelled into her. "Hey, Jax my man!"

"Mom 'Chel's house!" he exclaimed, pointing around.

"Yeah. And I can't believe how big it is!"

He nodded, then his eyes lit up. "Show you my room!" He wiggled out of his aunt's arms and grabbed her hand, dragging her upstairs.

Brittany giggled at the scene as she carried a box full of Quinn's clothes in through the front door and up to the couple's bedroom. Quinn had been busy at the gallery for the past couple days, so after the dancer had finished packing up her and Santana's own stuff, she had started packing up Quinn's. She snickered at a few items when she found them, mostly in the bottom of drawers and the back of the other blonde's closet. She knew Rachel was going to be excited when she saw them.

When she came back downstairs, Santana grabbed her hand and pulled her toward the back door. "Come on, babe, let's go unpack our stuff in our new house," the Latina said. "Better yet, let's change into our bikinis and check out the pool."

Brittany giggled and followed her girlfriend toward the backyard.

After everyone was settled into their new houses, they all had dinner together, laughing and joking around. Charlie subtly, but not really, demanded to know why she didn't have her own room at Rachel's. Quinn shoved her little sister, almost causing the young blonde to fall off her chair.

"There's a guest room downstairs, down the hall from the recording studio, that's all yours," Rachel told her, then took a drink of wine. "But Quinn told me you already have an apartment with a few of your friends."

"Yeah, I do, but-" Charlie stopped mid sentence and her eyes widened. "You have your own recording studio here!" she loudly exclaimed.

Jaxon giggled at her shocked expression.

And Rachel had to giggle too. "Yeah. But it's not set up with all the fancy equipment I have down at the big studio."

"Still! That's awesome!" Charlie cried out.

Everyone just laughed and continued eating.

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It was a few weeks before New Directions began their tour. Everyone was busy seeing to all the final details. Checking and double checking all their many lists.

Ellen Degeneres personally called Tina, asking if Rachel would be able to come on her show before the band left on tour. She even agreed to whatever conditions Tina and Holly would have. After a long discussion, everything was arranged.

The band members were surprised that Ellen only wanted Rachel on her show, but they were all quickly over it when Tina and Holly had announced that they needed to do more to promote their upcoming album and nationwide tour. So it was decided that the band members would split up and go on different talk shows, that way they could cover more ground than if they all went together as a group. A few of the members had preferences; Blaine wanted 'The View', Sam called for Jimmy Fallon so they could do practical jokes on each other, Puck and Jake didn't care which shows they went on as long as there were hot girls, so they got to go on the other late night talk shows.

Rachel had been as busy, or even more, than everyone else. Not only was she getting everything ready that she needed for the tour and spending time with her family, she was also finishing up an album with an artist who had signed with Wicked Productions. And Rachel being the perfectionist she was, wouldn't let herself give any less than 100% to the artist.

So that was why Rachel had been in New York for the past two weeks. The artist she was working with was a Broadway star who was branching out and trying different styles of music. He couldn't leave New York due to his nightly performances, so Rachel had to go to him. Rachel rented time slots at a recording studio in downtown Manhattan, bringing Matt with her to keep her safe, just in case. When she was finally satisfied with their work, and all the finishing touches were complete, she happily flew home to see her family.

It was late evening when Rachel's flight landed at LAX. She sent Quinn a text telling her that she would be home within the next hour.

Quinn had been bouncing around her house since she received the text. It felt like it had been forever since she was last in Rachel's arms, even though she knew it had only been two weeks, but still! Two weeks was a long time to be without your lover. She had no idea what she was going to do when Rachel left on tour and wouldn't be able to come home for at least a month at a time.

So Quinn was standing just inside the front door when the singer walked in. And before the brunette could even put her suitcase down, she was pushed against the wall and had the lips of a sexy blonde attached to her.

Rachel's eyes rolled back and a loud moan fell from her lips as Quinn attacked her neck. "If this is how you are going to welcome me home, I think I should go away more often," the singer mumbled as she felt her member harden.

"Don't you dare!" the blonde said between nips and kisses. "It's torture not having you here."

"Oh, yeah?" Rachel smirked. "And why is that?"

Quinn pulled back and gazed into those dark chocolate eyes, her expression predatory. "Because," she growled, her eyes darkening and pure sex dripped from her words, "I crave your skin…" her hands moved to the buttons on Rachel's shirt. She refused to take the time to be careful, so she just ripped it open, buttons flying everywhere. A spike of desire hit Quinn's center and she groaned when she saw that Rachel hadn't been wearing a bra. The diva's naked chest was laid out before her, calling to be claimed. She palmed the tan mounds, squeezing them deliciously with her hands. She lowered her head and latched onto a dusky pink nipple and sucked, bit and licked with vigor as one hand worked on the other breast.

There was a soft thud when Rachel's head fell back and hit the wall, but both women were too far gone to even notice. With her lover's mouth and hand on her sensitive breasts, Rachel's hands began roaming over Quinn's flushed body. Her fingers found the bottom of Quinn's tank top and preceded to follow Quinn's example by quickly ripping the garment right off. Her hands snaked around Quinn's waist and palmed her tight ass. Oh how Rachel loved that ass!

"What else about me did you miss?" Rachel groaned.

Reluctantly pulling her mouth off the sweet nipple, Quinn purred, "I craved your touch, and your breath and your warmth keeping me warm at night…" She captured Rachel's lips and poured every ounce of longing into the kiss, wanting the singer to feel her love all the way down to her toes.

"I craved you too, baby," she husked, pushing Quinn's sleep shorts down. "I missed your hot sexy body moving against mine, causing friction in all the right places. Your breath on my neck as you claim me. Your cries of my name when you come undone," Rachel groaned. With all the arousal and heat flowing between the two women, Rachel knew she had to have Quinn right then.

And she did. Several times.

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"So, I have to be on the Ellen show later this week," Rachel said as she held Quinn in her arms.

Quinn hummed softly in response, prompting her girlfriend to continue.

"She's probably going to ask me a lot of things about the rumors and tabloids."

The blonde chuckled. "Say anything bad and I'll tell everyone that you're a major softy."

Rachel laughed at the woman. "Yeah, yeah." She sighed. "What do you think about us officially going public?"

Quinn shrugged, letting out a long breath. "I think it's time. I'm ready if you're ready."

The singer nodded, "I'm ready, but I wanted to make sure you were too before I said anything," she smiled at her lover. "I have a feeling Ellen's not going to give up until she gets the truth."

"Well, I'm fine with it, I promise," Quinn grinned at her. "Besides, having the world know that I bagged badass Rachel Berry sounds pretty great. Plus it will keep all those sluts away."

Rachel rolled her eyes. "I love you so much, baby."

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"Our guest today was kind enough to come on the show to visit with us for a few minutes. I practically had to beg her management team, but I am very grateful that she's here," Ellen addressed the audience as they laughed at the host's comment. "I want everyone to please welcome, from the hottest band in the country New Directions, their lead singer… Rachel Berry!"

The crowd went wild as the brunette singer strolled onto the stage, waving and smiling at everyone in the audience. Ellen embraced her with a grin and motioned for her to sit down in one of the soft chairs.

Once the noise in the studio finally quieted down, Rachel looked over the large crowd. "Wow! Thank you!" she exclaimed, tucking a strand of her long dark hair behind her ear. She turned to look at the host and grinned. "Well, hello, Ellen," she said cheekily.

Ellen laughed at the happy diva. She had never seen Rachel so happy and it made her smile. "Hello, Rachel."

A few hoots and hollers from the audience erupted and made the two women laugh.

"So, Rachel," Ellen begins, "New Directions is about to start a new tour?"

Rachel nodded. "Yeah, we are. Our first concert is in just a couple weeks. It's crazy!"

"Now, I know that you enjoy being on tour."

"I do enjoy it. I love meeting the fans and getting to hear their stories. And I'm still shocked when someone tells me that one of our songs changed their life. It's amazing to me."

"Music can definitely bring any emotion to the surface. I mean, there's this one song that I hear on the radio every so often, and when it plays, I'm immediately back in my house growing up, standing next to my mom and making bread. I don't know why it always brings that memory up, but just the feel of that song is so powerful."

Rachel nodded. "Yeah, I totally agree. Music has a way of digging into our souls. I know for me, it's much easier to convey a message to someone through music than just speaking to them. It's almost like communicating soul to soul. It's incredible!"

"You know, we asked your fans to send in some questions for you, and what you just said reminded me of one of them," Ellen said, reaching to the table behind her and grabbing a stack of notecards.

Rachel raised her eyebrow. "Oh yeah? What was it?"

Ellen shuffled through the stack then stopped at one. "Here it is: 'Do you prefer to write the lyrics or the music?' It's like we were talking about - the music and lyrics of a song can be so powerful in communicating. Which part of the process do you enjoy the most?"

Rachel thought for a moment. "That's a good question. Well… most of the songs we record for our albums are collaborations. Like… one of the songs was written by Noah and Blaine. Another one by Noah and Sam. I wrote the lyrics for two of them, but Blaine wrote the music. It just depends on what we are feeling on that particular day, or what is happening in our lives at the time."

"Another one of your fans asked if you are the only one in your family who sings?"

Rachel chuckled. "She's going to kill me for saying this, but… my mother is actually a fantastic singer. I honestly think she is even better than I am."

"Oh really?" the host asked surprised.

"Yeah. Her voice is incredible. I could just listen to it for hours."

Ellen smiled. "Good to know. You are aware that I know your mother, right?"

Rachel laughed. "Yes, I am aware. That is why she is going to kill me for telling you."

Ellen looked into the camera. "Rachel's mom, you know who you are… prepare at least three songs for the next time I see you," she said teasingly.

Rachel broke down in giggles.

"Okay… last question from your fans… 'If you could dabble in another genre of music, what would it be?'"

"Definitely Broadway," the diva answered without hesitation.

"Oh really?" Ellen asked surprised.

Rachel enthusiastically nodded. "Oh yeah. Definitely. I grew up listening to Broadway music and going to the shows. It will always be near and dear to my heart."

The talk show went to commercial. Then after a few minutes, came back on.

The host turned to address the audience, "We have a very special treat today. New Directions' management team has given us permission to premiere their new music video." The crowd cheered. "So, Rachel, tell us a little bit about the song and the video before we show it."

Rachel grinned excitedly. "Well… this song is very special to me. I wrote it when I was away from home a few months ago for one of the festivals New Directions goes to. I was sitting on the bus one day, thinking about everything that had just changed in my life and how much I missed my family, and those closest to me. So these lyrics started flowing onto the page about no matter where I would ever go in this world, I would always make it back to my home; back to my family."

"I'm excited to see it! All right, everyone! Here is the premiere video to New Directions' 'On My Way'!" the host exclaimed.

The opening sequence showed Rachel lounging on the tour bus, the other band members milling around her. She is deep in thought and obviously longing for someone. The music starts and the scenes unfold.

Flashbacks of times with her blonde lover play out – going out to dinner, walking hand in hand on the beach, kisses, dancing, having fun; they are intermixed with shots of the band playing the song live in front of a small audience on the rooftop of a tall building in New York. There are shots of Rachel pushing her way through airports, hitchhiking, any way she can in order to get back home to be with her lover.

Shots of the women's lovemaking was intimately woven into the story, softening the edges. Rachel kissing down Quinn's bare shoulder, a close-up of the serenity on Quinn's face in the midst of passion, Rachel softly loving Quinn and worshiping her, and several other beautiful close-up shots. It was very tastefully done and added that layer of passion and intimacy to the video

All these scenes are mixed together beautifully to tell the story. The video ended as Rachel burst through her front door and pulled her lover into her arms, giving her a kiss that speaks volumes of how much she was missed.

As the screen faded to black, the audience members were all on their feet cheering and screaming. The new song was definitely going to be a big hit.

Ellen applauded, congratulating the singer on a fantastic video.

After the audience finally calmed down, Ellen turned and silently stared at Rachel. The host didn't say a word, but she had a huge smile on her face. The studio audience sat in anticipation of what the host was going to say. But Ellen just continued to watch Rachel's whole demeanor light up as a Berry watt grin covered the singer's face.

"So…" Ellen teased. "I have to say that the blonde in your video was hot."

Whistles and hollers came from the audience.

Rachel laughed. "Yes. Yes, she is," she said, nodding. "She's the sexiest woman in the world."

"But it seems like I've seen her somewhere before…" Ellen tapped her chin, trying to egg the singer on.

"Yes. I'm sure you have." But when the host didn't comment, Rachel exclaimed impatiently, "Ellen! Just say it! I know you want to say it."

Ellen grinned. "I'm not going to say anything," she told the singer. Then glanced out into the audience when she heard a few disappointed sounds. "Instead, I think I'll just show everyone what I'm talking about."

The screen behind them lit up with a photo. It was one of her and Quinn taken by paparazzi as they exited a restaurant. The women were holding hands as they walked quickly down the sidewalk.

The crowd cheered.

"Or maybe this one…" Ellen said.

The photo changed to another paparazzi shot of her and Quinn happily walking in the park, holding hands and oblivious to anything around them.

More screams from the audience.

"But this one is my favorite…" the host commented as she pointed to the screen.

Rachel squealed and laughed at that one. She covered her mouth in embarrassment. "Where did you get that?!" she exclaimed as she looked at the picture of her and Quinn that she knew had been taken by Tina the previous month at a barbeque.

The photo of the couple showed Quinn looking as gorgeous as ever, a much better and clearer shot than those of the paparazzi. What made Rachel squeal was the completely oblivious look on the diva's face as she stood next to her girlfriend, staring at her like she was the most glorious person in the world. Rachel had her arm around Quinn's waist and looked like a lovesick teenager with stars in her eyes.

Ellen chuckled at Rachel's reaction and the audience screamed and cheered. The talk show host told the audience, "I was also given this one."

The photo changed to one of the happy couple where they were both smiling at the camera, arms wrapped around each other. The audience 'aww'ed at how cute the two women were together.

Ellen turned back to the singer. "So, Rachel… would you like to officially introduce the world to this special lady and what she means to you?" she teased.

Rachel bit her bottom lip as she looked out into the crowd as they cheered. 'Here goes nothing' she thought as she turned around and gazed lovingly at the picture of Quinn. "Well, that lovely lady is the love of my life."

More 'aww's from the audience.

"And…" Ellen prompted.

The singer grinned. "Her name is Quinn Fabray. Isn't she beautiful?" she asked the crowd as she gestured toward the picture and was rewarded with loud cheers.

"Okay, before you go on," Ellen said. "I want to show a clip of the last time New Directions was on the show."

They all turned and watched the screen:

Rachel smiled at the host and crossed her leather-clad legs. "What I think the perfect girl for me is… Let's see – she has to be kind, ambitious, down to earth, a good listener. She needs to be patient since my life is pretty crazy," Rachel laughed.

"I hate to admit this, Rachel," Ellen interrupted the singer, "but I thought your perfect woman would be wild, likes to have fun, an energetic dancer, or something like that."

Rachel curled her lip up and shook her head and said, "No, not at all. I do admit that I'm not surprised most people have that impression of me, considering who I've been seen with at parties or in the tabloids. And that type of girl is a lot of fun and crazy, but honestly I'm ready to calm my life down a little. I want a girl who loves me for me, one who makes learning a priority, likes art and museums, walking around hand in hand with really no destination just being together, someone who is smart and loves to read and wants to have a family."

Ellen smiled at the singer's answer. "I have to say, Rachel, that a large portion of your description sounds like you are looking for a slightly nerdy girl."

Rachel laughed as the audience cheered. "I guess you could say that. Opposites attract, right?"

"Yes, they do. And I am happy that nerdy girls like me everywhere have a chance at winning the heart of the most popular singer in the country," Ellen said, encouraging the crowd to yell and make noise.

The clip ended to the applause of the studio audience and Ellen said, "Okay, Rachel, you told us the qualities you wanted in a girlfriend. Now… tell us about Quinn." She paused, then pulled out a note card. "Actually… let me ask you some questions."

"Okay," Rachel said, bracing herself for what the host was going to ask.

"Which college did Quinn graduate from?" she asked.

"Yale." As soon as Rachel answered, she heard two 'ding' sounds. Confused, she looked behind her at the screen and saw the qualities she had mentioned in the video clip listed. There was now a check mark next to 'Makes learning a priority' and 'smart'. Rachel had to laugh as she turned back to Ellen.

"What is her favorite book?" Ellen continued.

"'Pride and Prejudice'." Another 'ding' and check mark next to 'loves to read'.

"And what does Quinn do for a living?" the host smirked at the singer.

Rachel looked at the audience. "She owns an art gallery."

'Ding' and check mark by 'likes art and museums'.

Ellen looked back at the screen. "And is Quinn kind and patient?"

Rachel smiled. "Yes."

"Down to earth?"

"Very."

"A good listener?"

"Definitely," the brunette answered.

'Ding'. 'Ding'. 'Ding'. 'Ding'.

Rachel had to laugh at the whole thing. Quinn really was the perfect girl for her.

Ellen continued, "And does she love you?"

Rachel's eyes widened. "I really hope so!" she exclaimed.

Another picture lit up the screen. This one was of Quinn sitting on Rachel's lap at the barbeque, the blonde's arms around the singer's neck and them full-on kissing.

The audience cheered for the happy couple.

"I think that answers that question," Ellen grinned. "Now… the biggest question – does Quinn want a family?"

Rachel chuckled, knowing the talk show host already knew this answer from talking to Rachel earlier. "Yes. She does.

A new photo lit up the screen. This one was of Quinn holding a grinning Jaxon in her arms, their cheeks pressed together as they looked at the camera. Rachel remembered that moment, it was right after the little boy had been running around and chasing Tina's dog, having a blast playing together.

The audience 'aww'ed.

Rachel beamed at her family.

"Now, hold on!" Ellen raised her hands up, quieting the crowd. "I want everyone to look at that adorable little boy." The photo was enlarged to show a close-up of Jaxon. "Look at his wavy brunette hair and those dark brown eyes." She paused and looked over at the grinning diva. "And I swear… does that mega watt grin remind you of anyone?"

The screen split and the close-up of Jaxon was on the left side and a picture of Rachel was on the right – their smiles and eyes obviously identical.

There were a few gasps in the audience when the connection was made.

Ellen was having so much fun as she relaxed back in her chair. One of the best parts of her job was to tease her guests, and she was having a blast with Rachel. "So… Rachel Berry, would you care to enlighten us?"

Rachel still couldn't get the grin off her face. She loved that little boy with everything she was. "That is my and Quinn's son, Jaxon. Isn't he so cute?!" she exclaimed, obviously proud of him.

The audience was full of 'aww's and cheers.

She continued, "He's three years old and the prince of our castle."

A photo of the small family appeared next. The audience loved it of course.

"I have to say, Rachel, that I am so happy for you," Ellen commented genuinely. "And I assume it is safe to say that Rachel Berry is off the market?"

Rachel grinned. "Yes. That's a pretty safe assumption. I am permanently off the market."

The crowd let out a loud cheer at the answer and Ellen laughed along, "You heard it here first, folks!" she grinned, "Unfortunately that's all we have for today, you can catch New Directions on tour in cities all around the country in the upcoming months. Thank you, Rachel, for visiting with us. And before we go, everyone will be receiving the new CD from New Directions and two concert tickets for their final show in the tour, here in Los Angeles!"

The audience went crazy!

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