Mother's Day [2/2]
Title: Mother's Day [2/2]
Pairings: Rachel/Quinn (Santana/Brittany isn't referenced but it's the Puppy-verse so they're there)
Rating: PG
Length: ~1,500
Summary: Rachel and Quinn celebrate Mother's Day.
Author's Note: The first part of this isn't as fluffy and happy as the rest of it but I felt the need to put it in because it makes the second half a little more understandable. You'll see what I mean.
Part 1: Santana and Brittany
-May 2019-
Quinn had been through nine Mother’s Days. The first few years Rachel had done most of the work, of course. Allie was barely two months old for Quinn’s first one and the then-teens weren’t even together but Quinn got breakfast in bed complete with a single stem pink rose. Rachel confided in her years later that each time she helped Allie it was as much from her as it was from the tiny blonde due to Rachel’s lack of mother and always wanting to do something for the holiday.
When she started preschool, Allie started making gifts for both of her mothers and Quinn always picked up a card for Rachel. Rachel still made breakfast in bed for Quinn every year and there was always a single pink rose on the tray. The brunette insisted that she be the one to make sure Quinn’s Mother’s Days were perfect no matter how hard the blonde tried to give Rachel just one. Rachel would always smile and say, “Someday.”
The Mother’s Day after Rachel’s miscarriage, Rachel brought Quinn breakfast in bed as she always had. Quinn didn’t miss the sullen expression on the brunette’s face and the blonde patted the space next to her and beckoned Rachel into bed. Rachel crawled in bed with her lover and pecked Quinn on the cheek and whispered, “Happy Mother’s Day” but Quinn heard the sorrow. The blonde wrapped an arm around Rachel’s shoulders and shared her pancakes, Allie came in shortly thereafter with two handmade cards and the three snuggled in bed for a few hours until Allie started getting restless.
Rachel was still quiet all through lunch and she excused herself after she helped Quinn with the dishes stating she was tired and could use a nap. The blonde followed her a few minutes behind knowing full well that Rachel was lying. Quinn sighed and her heart sank when she found Rachel in their bedroom looking down at the sonogram pictures that the brunette still kept in her sock drawer.
“Sweetie?” Quinn cautiously put a hand on Rachel’s shoulder.
Rachel jumped a little and pulled the sonogram pictures close to her chest. She swallowed hard and stifled a sob, Quinn pulled her in and Rachel rested her head on the blonde’s shoulder.
“I just thought…this time last year I thought we’d…I thought…”
“I know,” Quinn whispered. “I love you, Rachel. Allie loves you, you know that. You know she loves you and thinks of you as her mother.”
“I know.” Rachel sniffled. “And you know think of her as my daughter and I love her as such but I just thought we would be celebrating another child today.”
Quinn held Rachel close and sighed. It had been the same on the baby’s due date and at Christmas and Quinn hoped that someday Rachel would get the Mother’s Day she so desperately wanted.
-May 2020-
Despite having a three week old Caesarean incision, Quinn was up early the morning of Mother’s Day. She never actually went back to sleep after the twins last feeding, just waited for Rachel to fall asleep. The blonde kissed each of her twin daughter’s foreheads and swept her fingertips over their thick, dark hair and repeated the process with her lover who was snoozing peacefully.
Quinn had enlisted the help of Allie the night before in getting everything ready so she wouldn’t have much to do that morning. It only took a few minutes to get the stove heated and she made quick work of the pancakes and drizzled strawberry syrup over them, just as Rachel liked. She grabbed three pink roses out from the closet under the stairs and put the plate of pancakes on a tray along with a glass of orange juice and the roses. The blonde quietly made her way back upstairs and smiled when she entered the master bedroom.
Rachel was curled up on her side of the bed, just as she had been when Quinn left but she’d pulled Quinn’s pillow to her chest and had it wrapped tightly in her arms. The blonde set the tray down on the chest at the foot of their bed and with a huge triumphant grin on her face she knelt down by Rachel’s side of the bed. She pushed back the curtain of dark brown hair and kissed Rachel’s neck, the brunette stirred and groaned a little.
“Happy Mother’s Day, Mom,” Quinn whispered.
Rachel grinned and rolled over to face her lover. “Hey Mama.” Rachel reached up and pulled Quinn into a kiss. “Happy Mother’s Day. If you give me a moment I’ll get up and…”
Quinn cut Rachel off with another kiss. “Hold that thought,” she whispered.
Rachel furrowed her eyebrows and Quinn quickly grabbed the tray from the foot of the bed. Rachel’s eyes went wide and she sat bolt upright in bed and her eyes followed Quinn. The blonde placed the tray over Rachel’s lap and the brunette covered her mouth with her hands at the sight of the three pink roses on her tray. The tears streamed down her cheeks and Quinn went around the bed and crawled in to settle herself next to the smaller woman. She kissed away Rachel’s tears and the brunette sniffled a few times before she wiped away the rest of her tears and gave a signature Rachel Berry smile.
“I love you,” Quinn whispered against Rachel’s lips. “You’ve deserved this for ten years, Rachel. You were there when Allie was born and you’ve always been there. I know you’re going to be just as fantastic a mother to our beautiful new babies as you have been to Allie.”
That sent Rachel into a fresh round of tears and she pulled Quinn into another kiss, and yet another.
“I love you, too.”
Quinn grinned and pulled away to grab the napkin and spread it over Rachel’s lap. The brunette wiped away her tears again and licked her lips at the sight of the pancakes soaked in strawberry syrup. Quinn cut up and fed Rachel her first bite, the brunette moaned dramatically and Quinn shook her head and giggled. Quinn snuck a few bites of her own and of course there were kisses between bites and Quinn really hated that she had three more weeks to go until she was allowed “rigorous activity”.
Rachel finished her breakfast and Quinn took the tray back downstairs. By the time she was back upstairs, Rachel had Isabelle in her arms and was walking the floor cooing at the infant. Allie and Dorothy followed close behind Quinn and hopped up on the bed. Dorothy curled up at the very foot of the bed and Allie dropped a flat box next to her and watched carefully as her mothers went through getting the girls changed. Quinn settled down in bed with Isabelle and covered with a light blanket to nurse and Rachel handed off Olivia to her big sister.
“I just did one thing for you,” Allie said. “I would have done another but I ran out of time.”
Rachel picked up the box and pulled out an 8 ½ x 11 photo in a wooden decorated frame. The picture was the first family picture taken after Quinn had come home from the hospital with the twins. Each woman had a baby in their arms and Allie was snuggled in between the two peering over at the newborn in Rachel’s arms. The frame had five gold stars at the top, a big one in each corner and three smaller ones in between. There were swirls and patterns in several colors decorating the rest of the frame. The ten-year-old bounced a little and Rachel ran her fingertips over the entire frame.
“Allie,” Rachel finally choked out, “it’s beautiful.”
The brunette leaned down and kissed the top of Allie’s head and the blonde grinned ear to ear.
Rachel burped Isabelle while Quinn took Olivia from Allie and got the second baby nursed. Allie snuggled down in the bed and fell asleep quickly, Quinn watched Rachel pace at the foot of the bed with Isabelle on her shoulder. She saw the brunette’s eyes dart to her sock drawer and her paces slowed a little. Quinn held her breath and waited.
Rachel looked a little more intensely at the drawer until Isabelle burped. Rachel’s eyes lit up and she giggled, turning her attention back to the newborn on her shoulder.
“Goodness, baby girl!”
Isabelle grunted and Rachel grinned as she lifted the girl from her shoulder and cradled the baby in her arms. Her pace returned to normal and Quinn smiled a little as she watched Rachel coo to their daughter in her arms. Isabelle reached up with her tiny hand and Rachel let the girl grab onto her finger.
“You doing okay over there, Mom?” Quinn lifted Olivia up on to her shoulder and started rubbing her back.
Rachel looked up at Quinn with her signature smile. “Never better, babe.”
There would of course be plenty more Mother’s Days to come and each one was amazing but Quinn always noticed the sparkle in Rachel’s eyes when they talked about their first Mother’s Day with their complete family.
Next: First Date
Pairings: Rachel/Quinn (Santana/Brittany isn't referenced but it's the Puppy-verse so they're there)
Rating: PG
Length: ~1,500
Summary: Rachel and Quinn celebrate Mother's Day.
Author's Note: The first part of this isn't as fluffy and happy as the rest of it but I felt the need to put it in because it makes the second half a little more understandable. You'll see what I mean.
Part 1: Santana and Brittany
-May 2019-
Quinn had been through nine Mother’s Days. The first few years Rachel had done most of the work, of course. Allie was barely two months old for Quinn’s first one and the then-teens weren’t even together but Quinn got breakfast in bed complete with a single stem pink rose. Rachel confided in her years later that each time she helped Allie it was as much from her as it was from the tiny blonde due to Rachel’s lack of mother and always wanting to do something for the holiday.
When she started preschool, Allie started making gifts for both of her mothers and Quinn always picked up a card for Rachel. Rachel still made breakfast in bed for Quinn every year and there was always a single pink rose on the tray. The brunette insisted that she be the one to make sure Quinn’s Mother’s Days were perfect no matter how hard the blonde tried to give Rachel just one. Rachel would always smile and say, “Someday.”
The Mother’s Day after Rachel’s miscarriage, Rachel brought Quinn breakfast in bed as she always had. Quinn didn’t miss the sullen expression on the brunette’s face and the blonde patted the space next to her and beckoned Rachel into bed. Rachel crawled in bed with her lover and pecked Quinn on the cheek and whispered, “Happy Mother’s Day” but Quinn heard the sorrow. The blonde wrapped an arm around Rachel’s shoulders and shared her pancakes, Allie came in shortly thereafter with two handmade cards and the three snuggled in bed for a few hours until Allie started getting restless.
Rachel was still quiet all through lunch and she excused herself after she helped Quinn with the dishes stating she was tired and could use a nap. The blonde followed her a few minutes behind knowing full well that Rachel was lying. Quinn sighed and her heart sank when she found Rachel in their bedroom looking down at the sonogram pictures that the brunette still kept in her sock drawer.
“Sweetie?” Quinn cautiously put a hand on Rachel’s shoulder.
Rachel jumped a little and pulled the sonogram pictures close to her chest. She swallowed hard and stifled a sob, Quinn pulled her in and Rachel rested her head on the blonde’s shoulder.
“I just thought…this time last year I thought we’d…I thought…”
“I know,” Quinn whispered. “I love you, Rachel. Allie loves you, you know that. You know she loves you and thinks of you as her mother.”
“I know.” Rachel sniffled. “And you know think of her as my daughter and I love her as such but I just thought we would be celebrating another child today.”
Quinn held Rachel close and sighed. It had been the same on the baby’s due date and at Christmas and Quinn hoped that someday Rachel would get the Mother’s Day she so desperately wanted.
-May 2020-
Despite having a three week old Caesarean incision, Quinn was up early the morning of Mother’s Day. She never actually went back to sleep after the twins last feeding, just waited for Rachel to fall asleep. The blonde kissed each of her twin daughter’s foreheads and swept her fingertips over their thick, dark hair and repeated the process with her lover who was snoozing peacefully.
Quinn had enlisted the help of Allie the night before in getting everything ready so she wouldn’t have much to do that morning. It only took a few minutes to get the stove heated and she made quick work of the pancakes and drizzled strawberry syrup over them, just as Rachel liked. She grabbed three pink roses out from the closet under the stairs and put the plate of pancakes on a tray along with a glass of orange juice and the roses. The blonde quietly made her way back upstairs and smiled when she entered the master bedroom.
Rachel was curled up on her side of the bed, just as she had been when Quinn left but she’d pulled Quinn’s pillow to her chest and had it wrapped tightly in her arms. The blonde set the tray down on the chest at the foot of their bed and with a huge triumphant grin on her face she knelt down by Rachel’s side of the bed. She pushed back the curtain of dark brown hair and kissed Rachel’s neck, the brunette stirred and groaned a little.
“Happy Mother’s Day, Mom,” Quinn whispered.
Rachel grinned and rolled over to face her lover. “Hey Mama.” Rachel reached up and pulled Quinn into a kiss. “Happy Mother’s Day. If you give me a moment I’ll get up and…”
Quinn cut Rachel off with another kiss. “Hold that thought,” she whispered.
Rachel furrowed her eyebrows and Quinn quickly grabbed the tray from the foot of the bed. Rachel’s eyes went wide and she sat bolt upright in bed and her eyes followed Quinn. The blonde placed the tray over Rachel’s lap and the brunette covered her mouth with her hands at the sight of the three pink roses on her tray. The tears streamed down her cheeks and Quinn went around the bed and crawled in to settle herself next to the smaller woman. She kissed away Rachel’s tears and the brunette sniffled a few times before she wiped away the rest of her tears and gave a signature Rachel Berry smile.
“I love you,” Quinn whispered against Rachel’s lips. “You’ve deserved this for ten years, Rachel. You were there when Allie was born and you’ve always been there. I know you’re going to be just as fantastic a mother to our beautiful new babies as you have been to Allie.”
That sent Rachel into a fresh round of tears and she pulled Quinn into another kiss, and yet another.
“I love you, too.”
Quinn grinned and pulled away to grab the napkin and spread it over Rachel’s lap. The brunette wiped away her tears again and licked her lips at the sight of the pancakes soaked in strawberry syrup. Quinn cut up and fed Rachel her first bite, the brunette moaned dramatically and Quinn shook her head and giggled. Quinn snuck a few bites of her own and of course there were kisses between bites and Quinn really hated that she had three more weeks to go until she was allowed “rigorous activity”.
Rachel finished her breakfast and Quinn took the tray back downstairs. By the time she was back upstairs, Rachel had Isabelle in her arms and was walking the floor cooing at the infant. Allie and Dorothy followed close behind Quinn and hopped up on the bed. Dorothy curled up at the very foot of the bed and Allie dropped a flat box next to her and watched carefully as her mothers went through getting the girls changed. Quinn settled down in bed with Isabelle and covered with a light blanket to nurse and Rachel handed off Olivia to her big sister.
“I just did one thing for you,” Allie said. “I would have done another but I ran out of time.”
Rachel picked up the box and pulled out an 8 ½ x 11 photo in a wooden decorated frame. The picture was the first family picture taken after Quinn had come home from the hospital with the twins. Each woman had a baby in their arms and Allie was snuggled in between the two peering over at the newborn in Rachel’s arms. The frame had five gold stars at the top, a big one in each corner and three smaller ones in between. There were swirls and patterns in several colors decorating the rest of the frame. The ten-year-old bounced a little and Rachel ran her fingertips over the entire frame.
“Allie,” Rachel finally choked out, “it’s beautiful.”
The brunette leaned down and kissed the top of Allie’s head and the blonde grinned ear to ear.
Rachel burped Isabelle while Quinn took Olivia from Allie and got the second baby nursed. Allie snuggled down in the bed and fell asleep quickly, Quinn watched Rachel pace at the foot of the bed with Isabelle on her shoulder. She saw the brunette’s eyes dart to her sock drawer and her paces slowed a little. Quinn held her breath and waited.
Rachel looked a little more intensely at the drawer until Isabelle burped. Rachel’s eyes lit up and she giggled, turning her attention back to the newborn on her shoulder.
“Goodness, baby girl!”
Isabelle grunted and Rachel grinned as she lifted the girl from her shoulder and cradled the baby in her arms. Her pace returned to normal and Quinn smiled a little as she watched Rachel coo to their daughter in her arms. Isabelle reached up with her tiny hand and Rachel let the girl grab onto her finger.
“You doing okay over there, Mom?” Quinn lifted Olivia up on to her shoulder and started rubbing her back.
Rachel looked up at Quinn with her signature smile. “Never better, babe.”
There would of course be plenty more Mother’s Days to come and each one was amazing but Quinn always noticed the sparkle in Rachel’s eyes when they talked about their first Mother’s Day with their complete family.
Next: First Date