Our Life part 2
Part 2: Rachel Jr.
I wake up the next morning to an empty bed. I look at the clock and frown. It’s only eight and Rachel doesn’t have to be at the theatre until four today. I groggily get up and walk to the bathroom. That’s right walk. I’m Santana Lopez and I do not waddle. When I’m done, I walk out of mine and Rachel’s bedroom and freeze.
I can’t decide whether to laugh, cry or both. In the end I just stay quiet and tip toe as best I can at five months pregnant closer to my living room. Once I’m to the where the living room ends and the hallway begins I lean up against the wall with a huge smirk and watch the show.
Two tiny brunettes are dancing around and singing. My smirk turns into a grin when I realize my diva of a wife is actually playing back-up to the little girl. Where is my camera when I need one? Both of them are smiling as they belt out a song I faintly recognize, but can’t quite place. Chloe has her bear with her and swinging him around. I move into the kitchen and begin to make breakfast for the three of us, feeling more than a little grateful for Rachel. The woman only met Chloe last night and already has her singing. Then again it really shouldn’t shock me. Rachel has always had a special touch with kids.
After I’ve finished making our food, vegan pancakes with fruit and special syrup, I walk out to the living room to see what the stars are up to. I smile at the cuteness before I clear my throat. Two pairs of eyes, one chocolate and the other a deep blue, turn to look at me. “Breakfast is served.” I use a cheesy British accent and everything which earns a laugh from Rachel and a shy grin from Chloe.
The tree of us enter the kitchen. “You made pancakes!” Chloe squeals before turning around to hug me. I smile at the little girl’s display and hug her back; glad I could make her smile. I look over at Rachel, whose eyes are dancing with happiness. Chloe lets me go and rushes over to the table and sits down. She has the same expression Beth, B and Rachel have on Chrismahanukka and it’s all because she gets to have pancakes.
Rachel takes a seat to one side of her and I take the other. Rachel is helping Chloe cut her pancakes. I smile at how nice this feels. My wife helping the kid with a breakfast I made for all of us. I feel all warm and fuzzy, not that I would ever let anyone but Rachel know that. Soon there will be another kid at the table. It’s at that moment that I know, even though we’ve only had Chloe for a little less than twenty-four hours, that she belongs here with us. We were meant to find this girl and make her a part of our family. I catch Rachel’s eye and she nods as we communicate in that seemingly telepathic way that years of being in a relationship and married as provided. She wants what I want. The only questions now is how to make her ours permanently, and if Chloe wants the same thing.
After breakfast we all get dressed. While I was sleeping Rachel was talking to Chloe and learned that she had never been to a movie or anything, but had always wanted to. Rachel promised her that she could come and see her show. Apparently Chloe’s eyes lit up. So now we are all going to spend the day hanging out before Rachel has to leave to get ready, then Chloe and I are going to go see if minnie B wants to come with us. Chloe has also already become very attached to Beth. She has never had a friend before. I’m sure Beth will say yes and Q and B will allow it.
I feel like I’m seeing the city through new eyes as Rachel and I take Chloe around the city and play tourists. Chloe’s eyes are impossibly big as she looks at everything. I know that her mom never showed her anything but their four walls. I push the thought out of my mind as I watch Rachel and Chloe playing around. We are walking through central park after a late lunch. I’m sitting on a bench watching my girls. I had just gotten off the phone with Q and talked to her about letting Beth come with us to the theatre to watch Rach’s show. She was fine with it. I was going to talk to her about what Rach and I would have to do to make Chloe ours, but figured I should talk to the little girl about that first.
Rachel eventually has to leave to the theatre and get ready. Chloe and I go to get Beth. B opens the door and smiles at the little girl as she lets us in. Beth comes flying out of her room and is hugging me before I’ve even gotten in the door. She then promptly turns around and grab Chloe who is holding her bear.
Beth smiles warmly before asking “Have you named him yet?” Chloe shakes her head. “That’s okay. I’ll help, how about that?” Chloe grins and nods. She still a little shy, but I think a day spent with Rachel has slowly begun to draw her out of her shell.
I talk with B a little before heading out with the girls. Q had to work late tonight so B is planning on a nice bubble bath or something.
When we get to the theatre Chloe’s eyes are huge and Beth is grinning in excitement. Minnie B has seen the play a million times already, but loves to watch Rachel. I can’t blame her, Rachel is an amazing actress. I go up to the ticket person. I smile when I see that it’s Brian working the tickets tonight. I’m on a first name basis with all the ticket sellers. That’s what happens when your wife is the star I suppose. The man grins and hands me three tickets and backstage passes before winking at a grinning Beth and shocked Chloe.
Once we walk in Chloe clings to my hand. I don’t think she is used to so many people. Minnie B helps to lead Chloe to our seats in the front row. We sit on either side of her to help her to feel calmer. Not long after we take our seats the lights dim and Wicked begins.
As soon as the lights are back on and the show ends Beth is dragging Chloe and I back stage. Chloe has a very serious expression on her face when she sees Rachel. I watch as the shy little girl straightens her back and walks right over to Rachel.
“I’m going to do what you do.” She says it so firmly and with so much determination I can’t help but smile. I swear this girl is Rachel Jr.
Rachel nods solemnly at the little girl “I believe you.”
Chloe smiles at this “Really?” There is the unsure little girl. For a brief second she showed the kind of woman I have no dout she will be. I will do everything in my power to make sure of it.
Rachel smiles down at her and nods before showing her off to the cast. Rachel and minnie B drag her everywhere. Beth loves the theatre. She is always talking about writing plays that will one day be showcased here.
We leave and take Beth home, before heading back home. Rachel and I help Chloe get ready before bed. We tuck her in and start to leave when we here a small voice whisper something.
“What’s that sweetie?” Rachel asks as we both turn to look at her.
“Fiyero. That’s what I’m going to name him.”
Rachel is grinning at Chloe while I try not to laugh. Like I said Rachel Jr. We once again say goodnight and leave the hall light on as a nightlight, before heading to our own room. My last thought before falling asleep is that it’s been little over twenty four hours and I already love that little girl.
I wake up the next morning to an empty bed. I look at the clock and frown. It’s only eight and Rachel doesn’t have to be at the theatre until four today. I groggily get up and walk to the bathroom. That’s right walk. I’m Santana Lopez and I do not waddle. When I’m done, I walk out of mine and Rachel’s bedroom and freeze.
I can’t decide whether to laugh, cry or both. In the end I just stay quiet and tip toe as best I can at five months pregnant closer to my living room. Once I’m to the where the living room ends and the hallway begins I lean up against the wall with a huge smirk and watch the show.
Two tiny brunettes are dancing around and singing. My smirk turns into a grin when I realize my diva of a wife is actually playing back-up to the little girl. Where is my camera when I need one? Both of them are smiling as they belt out a song I faintly recognize, but can’t quite place. Chloe has her bear with her and swinging him around. I move into the kitchen and begin to make breakfast for the three of us, feeling more than a little grateful for Rachel. The woman only met Chloe last night and already has her singing. Then again it really shouldn’t shock me. Rachel has always had a special touch with kids.
After I’ve finished making our food, vegan pancakes with fruit and special syrup, I walk out to the living room to see what the stars are up to. I smile at the cuteness before I clear my throat. Two pairs of eyes, one chocolate and the other a deep blue, turn to look at me. “Breakfast is served.” I use a cheesy British accent and everything which earns a laugh from Rachel and a shy grin from Chloe.
The tree of us enter the kitchen. “You made pancakes!” Chloe squeals before turning around to hug me. I smile at the little girl’s display and hug her back; glad I could make her smile. I look over at Rachel, whose eyes are dancing with happiness. Chloe lets me go and rushes over to the table and sits down. She has the same expression Beth, B and Rachel have on Chrismahanukka and it’s all because she gets to have pancakes.
Rachel takes a seat to one side of her and I take the other. Rachel is helping Chloe cut her pancakes. I smile at how nice this feels. My wife helping the kid with a breakfast I made for all of us. I feel all warm and fuzzy, not that I would ever let anyone but Rachel know that. Soon there will be another kid at the table. It’s at that moment that I know, even though we’ve only had Chloe for a little less than twenty-four hours, that she belongs here with us. We were meant to find this girl and make her a part of our family. I catch Rachel’s eye and she nods as we communicate in that seemingly telepathic way that years of being in a relationship and married as provided. She wants what I want. The only questions now is how to make her ours permanently, and if Chloe wants the same thing.
After breakfast we all get dressed. While I was sleeping Rachel was talking to Chloe and learned that she had never been to a movie or anything, but had always wanted to. Rachel promised her that she could come and see her show. Apparently Chloe’s eyes lit up. So now we are all going to spend the day hanging out before Rachel has to leave to get ready, then Chloe and I are going to go see if minnie B wants to come with us. Chloe has also already become very attached to Beth. She has never had a friend before. I’m sure Beth will say yes and Q and B will allow it.
I feel like I’m seeing the city through new eyes as Rachel and I take Chloe around the city and play tourists. Chloe’s eyes are impossibly big as she looks at everything. I know that her mom never showed her anything but their four walls. I push the thought out of my mind as I watch Rachel and Chloe playing around. We are walking through central park after a late lunch. I’m sitting on a bench watching my girls. I had just gotten off the phone with Q and talked to her about letting Beth come with us to the theatre to watch Rach’s show. She was fine with it. I was going to talk to her about what Rach and I would have to do to make Chloe ours, but figured I should talk to the little girl about that first.
Rachel eventually has to leave to the theatre and get ready. Chloe and I go to get Beth. B opens the door and smiles at the little girl as she lets us in. Beth comes flying out of her room and is hugging me before I’ve even gotten in the door. She then promptly turns around and grab Chloe who is holding her bear.
Beth smiles warmly before asking “Have you named him yet?” Chloe shakes her head. “That’s okay. I’ll help, how about that?” Chloe grins and nods. She still a little shy, but I think a day spent with Rachel has slowly begun to draw her out of her shell.
I talk with B a little before heading out with the girls. Q had to work late tonight so B is planning on a nice bubble bath or something.
When we get to the theatre Chloe’s eyes are huge and Beth is grinning in excitement. Minnie B has seen the play a million times already, but loves to watch Rachel. I can’t blame her, Rachel is an amazing actress. I go up to the ticket person. I smile when I see that it’s Brian working the tickets tonight. I’m on a first name basis with all the ticket sellers. That’s what happens when your wife is the star I suppose. The man grins and hands me three tickets and backstage passes before winking at a grinning Beth and shocked Chloe.
Once we walk in Chloe clings to my hand. I don’t think she is used to so many people. Minnie B helps to lead Chloe to our seats in the front row. We sit on either side of her to help her to feel calmer. Not long after we take our seats the lights dim and Wicked begins.
As soon as the lights are back on and the show ends Beth is dragging Chloe and I back stage. Chloe has a very serious expression on her face when she sees Rachel. I watch as the shy little girl straightens her back and walks right over to Rachel.
“I’m going to do what you do.” She says it so firmly and with so much determination I can’t help but smile. I swear this girl is Rachel Jr.
Rachel nods solemnly at the little girl “I believe you.”
Chloe smiles at this “Really?” There is the unsure little girl. For a brief second she showed the kind of woman I have no dout she will be. I will do everything in my power to make sure of it.
Rachel smiles down at her and nods before showing her off to the cast. Rachel and minnie B drag her everywhere. Beth loves the theatre. She is always talking about writing plays that will one day be showcased here.
We leave and take Beth home, before heading back home. Rachel and I help Chloe get ready before bed. We tuck her in and start to leave when we here a small voice whisper something.
“What’s that sweetie?” Rachel asks as we both turn to look at her.
“Fiyero. That’s what I’m going to name him.”
Rachel is grinning at Chloe while I try not to laugh. Like I said Rachel Jr. We once again say goodnight and leave the hall light on as a nightlight, before heading to our own room. My last thought before falling asleep is that it’s been little over twenty four hours and I already love that little girl.