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A/N ~ Established Faberrittana relationship / Contains adult themes including age play between adults, consensual spanking, domestic discipline, sex and adult fantasies. Idea came about talking with nayafan about age play stories.

Glee and its characters do not belong to me.

Chapter 1

Quinn glanced over at her girlfriend in the passenger seat with fond amusement. Rachel Berry typically had enough energy to power a small town but today she was bouncing in her seat with excitement."Oh Quinn, I can't believe we get the cabin for an entire week, just the four of us. What a marvelous idea Santana had! We can be alone, in private and be as demonstrative as we'd like without all the stupid looks and questions. I am so excited; I've never camped out for an entire week in a cabin, let alone in the forest in upper state New York. What a wonderful idea this was! I made a Power Point presentation of all the wonderful activities you can do camping at Saranac Lake. I did extensive research and not only came up with lots of activities but some delicious recipes. I printed up a delightfully easy little recipe for s'mores, which as luck would have it I cannot eat as marshmallows contain gelatin which is basically horse hooves…."

The blonde grimaced, "Hmmm yummy, horse hooves are my favorite!"

"As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted, I've already created a schedule for our entire week…." She said glaring at her girlfriend, who stuck her tongue out and wrinkled her nose in a playful manner that Rachel found just too adorable for words.

Hazel eyes sparkled in amusement, "Whoa there sunshine, first of all, Santana booked the cabin and her idea of roughing it is a 4 star hotel. Secondly, we are here to celebrate your birthday and have our own private Christmas celebration together as a family and thirdly we are here to relax, and that includes you Rachel Barbra Berry." Quinn finished with a mock glare, "You've been running yourself ragged since senior year started, and you're going to take it easy if I have to tie you to the bedpost!"

Rachel's soft brown eyes went wide as she whipped out her bedazzled phone and started texting.

"What are you doing now Rach?"

"I'm texting Brittany to remember to pack those fuzzy purple handcuffs, your bedpost idea sounds delightful, I'll have to add it to my schedule."

The blonde who had just moments before been sipping her Starbucks started choking and sputtering as she inhaled a large sip of the delectable hot liquid.

"Are you alright darling, what happened?"

Quinn looked at her in astonishment, "What happened is my girlfriend is trying to kill me."

"Haha, when are Brittany and Santana joining us?" Rachel asked as she watched her phone waiting for Brittany's reply.

"B has a family thing she couldn't get out of, so they should get to the cabin tomorrow sometime; late afternoon or maybe early evening."

Rachel sighed happily and put down her phone. She reached across the center console just as Quinn reached over and braided their fingers and gently squeezed her hand.

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The ride from Lima to Saranac Lake was supposed to take about 12 hours so the two had left very early, around 5 am in order to get to the cabin and get unpacked and set up before it got too dark outside.

Rachel had closed her eyes to relax and promptly fell asleep, leaving Quinn to her thoughts. The blonde was enjoying the peace and quiet that came with a sleeping Rachel, when she decided to stop. She wanted to fill up the tank, grab some snacks and use the restroom. The snow was starting to come down pretty heavy, so she wanted to check the weather in the area and give Santana a call. She leaned across the console and gently shook Rachel awake. The diva popped up wide awake and talking; a sight than never failed to amaze her, irritate Santana and make Brittany laugh.

"Why did we stop? Please tell me we aren't there yet, Quinn? I will be so disappointed, I printed up some information about the indigenous plant and tree life in the area as well as local wildlife and I wanted to …"

The blonde interrupted, "Only about halfway baby, I needed the restroom, coffee and fuel for the car, in that order! I wanted to see if you needed anything as well."

Rachel leaned over and kissed the blonde on her full pink lips, "You're so sweet; I do need all of the above and some food soon as well, I'm starving! Aren't you hungry my love? Oh my, when did it start snowing like this?" The brunette leaned towards the window and craned her neck, looking skyward.

"About an hour ago, it's getting worse the further north we get. I'm going to give Santana a call and give her a heads up about the weather as well."

They headed into the rest stop hand in hand, Rachel chattering away happily.

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"Hola mi pequeña estrella. While I love everything about you, I would really appreciate it if you quit texting smutty ideas to B; I have work to get done today so we can come ravage you and blondie tomorrow night!" Santana growled into the phone.

"Is that so? Then hurry up and get your asses up here then." Quinn said in her sultry breathy voice.

The Latina chuckled, "Hey babe, why are you using baby girl's phone?"

"My battery was getting low, so it's on charge. We stopped to fill up the tank and grab some coffee and I wanted to give you a weather update."

"Wait, hold on, you're using the bedazzled monstrosity, IN PUBLIC?" The Latina screeched, "on purpose?"

Quinn laughed out loud at her girlfriend's dramatics, "Beggars can't be chooser's sweetie."

The brunette grumbled, "I hope you're at least hiding from plain sight, we might want to go back there someday."

The blonde was standing by the front doors watching the snow fall, "Very funny S, I wanted to tell you that we're running into some weather up here."

"Where are you?" Santana said, instantly serious.

"About half way to the lake, but it's getting worse the further North we go. According to the local weather reports a storm is brewing. I wanted to give you a heads up."

"What about you and Rachel, is it safe? I don't want you two risking your life for a week at the cabin. We can go anytime. Why don't you just find a nice hotel and wait for us there?"

"San, it's ok, it just started to snow and the roads are fine. Besides, Rachel would be devastated, she's never been to a cabin in the woods. It's adorable how excited she is."

"Quinn, you're probably 6 hours away from Lake Saranac. If it's bad where you are now, it's going to be worse the closer you get to the lake, as well as more rural and isolated. Besides, Rachel wants to be an actress, she needs to get used to disappointment." Santana said in a serious voice.

"Alright look, I really want to try to get to the cabin, but I promise if it's bad, we'll stop and find a hotel to stay in. Will that work?" The blonde said sincerely, loving how protective the Latina was of her girls.

"Fine, but hear me Quinn, I'm serious, if I even suspect you risked your life or Rachel's just to get to that stupid cabin I will paddle your ass and you'll spend this vacation eating all your meals standing up. ¿me entiendes amor." Santana said sternly.

The blonde felt the butterflies in her stomach and the pulling in her lower belly at her lover's unyielding tone, "I understand, I promise I won't do anything stupid. You guys either alright?"

"I'll be careful. Text me when you get there?"

"Of course San, I love you guys and miss you already. Kiss B for me."

"We miss and love you guys too. Kiss Rachel for me and B or I'll never hear the end of it!" She groused.

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The rest of the drive to the cabin was pretty uneventful. The snow was falling steadily, but the roads were passable. Quinn just slowed down and flipped on the 4 wheel drive and got to the cabin, late but without incident.

She fired off a quick text to her girlfriends' back home and went to unpack the car with Rachel.

The blonde impressed her little diva by building a perfectly romantic fire in the fireplace, and whipping up a tasty little vegan friendly dinner cooked over the fire.

Once they didn't have to drive in the snow, it was quite beautiful. They lived in Ohio all their lives, they were used to snow, lots of it. Somehow, watching it fall through a big picture window sitting next to a blazing fire and the girl you loved in a rustic cabin next to a gorgeous lake made it seem magical and extraordinary. It continued to fall without interruption throughout the evening.

Rachel was blissfully enchanted and Quinn was relaxed in a way she knew was not possible in Lima, Ohio. The blonde watched Rachel's joy and felt all the tension leave her; she felt happy and at peace. Never in her entire life had she felt this way, except when alone with her girlfriends.

They had saved her from the relentless sorrow and despair that threatened to consume her after her family's rejection and her daughter's adoption. All three girls had saved her life in ways unique to their personalities and Quinn was filled with love and gratitude towards each of them. She couldn't explain it to the people who thought they were freaks because of their relationship, but she knew she needed each and every one of her girls equally.

She thought back over her relationship with her girlfriends, and could see the gifts each girl had given her through their love and acceptance.

Brittany had given her back her innocence, had shown her that magic still existed in what Quinn had believed was a bleak, dark and empty world. She found herself laughing again. Through the tall blonde's eyes, she saw a world filled with child-like wonder, she was slowly able to release her guilt. Brittany gave her back her joy in living.

Rachel had given her a future and her self-confidence back. The little diva had shown her that she was not a Lima loser and she could be anything she wanted. With Rachel's dauntless belief in her intelligence and her value as a person and her lover, the blonde felt her hopes and dreams returning. Rachel restored her faith.

Santana had given her back her feeling of safety, her sense of security. The Latina had protected her from others and herself. Together all four girls had set up rules and boundaries for the relationship. Santana enforced them for Quinn, when the blonde felt herself drifting away again. Having rules and consequences gave Quinn a framework for her life that gave her the confidence to venture out and try new things and feel safe at the same time. Through discipline, Santana helped her find forgiveness.

These were precious gifts she thought she had lost when she handed her child over to Shelby Corcoran. Through the love of her girlfriends, she was slowly getting her life back, the life she was certain she had lost forever.

Quinn wanted to find ways to give back a gift to each of her girlfriends but so far had come up empty. It was a foreign thought to her that she was precious to each of them in her own way.

She leaned back against the rustic couch and pulled Rachel back closer to her, and sipped her tea, happier and more content than she had been all year.

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Rachel woke up early to the sounds of a fearsome wind blowing. She got up carefully as not to wake the blonde, but Quinn never even moved.

Rachel had no idea how someone could sleep so soundly. Every little noise woke her up. She threw on her robe that was hanging from the 4 poster bed and made her way to the living room.

It was a complete white-out blizzard. The singer couldn't even see the car anymore.

There were large snowdrifts everywhere. She knew it was too early to text Santana, but she didn't want them stuck in a perilous snow storm either and who knew how far south the storm continued.

She shivered and pulled the robe tightly around her as she headed back to bed. Quickly texting Brittany a weather update, knowing the blonde wouldn't yell at her, she crawled back into Quinn's arms and quickly fell back to sleep.

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The storm had continued unabated throughout the day. Santana had called early Saturday morning to let them know they were going to head as far north as they could safely go and would call them when they were done driving for the day.

An hour later, Brittany called and told them they had to turn around and go back to Lima, the roads were impassable. Brittany put the phone on speaker and Santana told Quinn that there was a snow emergency declared in Ohio for at least the next 24 hours and the turnpike was closed to everyone except police and emergency vehicles. She had called the Saranac Lake police department and they told her to call back Monday morning but to not even attempt to come on Sunday either.

"Quinn I let the police department know you were up there alone with Rachel, just in case the worst happens and you really get buried up there."

Quinn could tell Santana was really worried.

"Sweetie, don't worry, we have food, water, shelter, the furnace works fine and if it doesn't, we have more cut logs then we could ever use. Rachel and I will be fine. Thanks for letting them know about us though, that makes me feel safer."

"So, listen, don't try to leave there, the roads are awful, if the worst case scenario happens, the police will come dig you out. I don't want you guys skidding off a road into a ditch. Promise me?"

Quinn rolled her eyes, "I promise I won't try to leave here!"

"Quit rolling your eyes at me, this is fucking serious Quinn, people die in this kind of shit!" She yelled out of frustration and worry, "Fuck, I feel terrible about Rachel's birthday tomorrow. Tell her that when we finally do get there we'll celebrate it properly and Christmas as well." The Latina finished gently, "Can I speak to her please?"

"Sure hang on, Rach, San wants to speak to you." She said softly handing over the phone.

"Hi San, oh hi Britt, I love speaker phone! Quinn and I are fine and you are to stop worrying about my birthday this instant. If I knew two of my loves were on the road driving in this storm tomorrow, I would be worried sick and it would be the worst birthday of my life. Knowing you are safe and sound and warm is so much more important to me. I know I miss you both as well, so does Quinn. We will, I promise! So I am going to remain completely positive and say that I will see both of you Monday evening. Here's Quinn, I love you both!"

Quinn took the phone back smiling, "Listen my phone reception has been terrible. I will try to text every few hours, if you don't hear from me, don't panic. The cell reception will probably go out in the storm for a day or two. I'll just keep trying."

"Ok, take care of yourselves, stay warm and we will try to call tomorrow for Rae's birthday but just in case put your phone on speaker for a minute ok?"

The three girls ended the call with a rousing chorus of Happy Birthday and I love you's for Rachel' benefit. Everyone was worried but feeling better having spoken to each other and finding everyone safe.

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Quinn and Rachel were snuggled up on the floor next to the roaring fire. The storm was still raging outside but both girls were sated from an evening of love making.

The blonde was spooning the diva, they were all wrapped up in each other and Quinn had her nose buried in Rachel's hair. She loved the scent that was all Rachel and gently drifted off to sleep, completely exhausted from the efforts of their earlier exertions.

Quinn drifted back into consciousness and heard Rachel sniffling quietly and felt her shaking softly and immediately realized the diva was crying, "Oh sweetheart, please don't cry," She pulled Rachel tighter into her embrace, "I know it sucks being stuck up here all alone with me on your 18th birthday but we'll make if fun I promise and then San and Britt will be here as quickly as they can."

"Oh Quinn, I'm so sorry I woke you up, I was trying to be so quiet. It's not you, honestly, I love spending time with you."

"Then what is it sweetheart? Hearing you crying on your birthday is breaking my heart." She said softly against Rachel's ear, smiling softly at feeling her lover shiver.

"I'm not sure I should talk about this though, first of all I feel rather childish even bringing it up, and secondly I don't want to hurt you and talking about what's bothering me tonight has the potential to hurt you a great deal. I love you so much; I swear it is not you Quinn and I won't have you thinking it is because I will be just fine."

"You miss Shelby!" The blonde stated confidently.

Rachel gasped out loud and turned quickly in Quinn's arms, "How did you know?"

"Because I feel exactly like this on Beth's birthday." Quinn said sadly.

The little brunette snuggled closer to the blonde and nuzzled her nose into Quinn's neck before whispering, "I didn't want you to feel sad. Are you sure you're alright to talk about this? We don't have to, I'll be fine, I promise. I just always get a little sad about my mom on my birthday."

"Rach, I want you to be able to talk about anything with me. This is something that hurts you; I want to know about it. I want to share it with you. Who better to share our pain with than each other? Your mother adopted my baby. This involves both of us and it's a sadness that affects both of us together." Quinn said softly.

Rachel sat up and leaned her head against the palm of her hand and looked deeply into Quinn's beautiful green and gold eyes, "I guess the biggest pain is not having a mother, not just Shelby specifically. Her abandoning me one minute and adopting a brand new baby the next made me feel inferior and discarded, especially after she went to all that trouble to find me. Like she took one good look at me and I was an instant disappointment to her. I don't think I will ever get over the pain from her rejection. I just would have liked to have had a mother, you know, the experience of having a mom."

"You can have my mother, the lush from hell!" She said trying to make Rachel laugh, and kicking herself when she failed, "I'm sorry, that was a stupid joke. I'm deflecting feelings again instead of embracing them. I'm trying to work on that."

Rachel smiled gently at Quinn's subtle acknowledgement of her counseling sessions. She hardly ever talked about it, "I know you're trying darling and I don't blame you for wanting to deflect this, it is painful. I love my fathers' this is nothing about them or how they cared for me. They did a wonderful job. I had a very happy childhood. I guess having a mom is just an experience I wasn't meant to have." She snuggled back up into Quinn and started to cry softly again.

"Not necessarily. What if there was a way to go back and experience being a child with a mother who loved and cared for you, would you do it?" Quinn said in a speculative voice as she sat up.

Rachel sat up facing Quinn wiping away her tears, "And how do you propose we do that, Brittany's time machine?"

"No, I'm serious Rach, it's something I saw on the internet when I was researching lesbian se….. stuff, I was researching some stuff and I found a group of people who play out these roles in their lives. It's called age-play."

"Oh come on Quinn, I'm 18 years old, you want me to crawl around on the floor saying goo goo gaa gaa and crying for a mommy? It's ridiculous." Rachel said dismissively.

"It's not like that at all Rachel!" Quinn sat up abruptly, a little hurt by the brunette's dismissal.

She felt tears spring unwillingly to her hazel eyes and she turned her back on the diva, suddenly feeling vulnerable and stupid. It took her straight back to her childhood, feeling small and unimportant, her walls went up without even knowing or trying.

"Quinn, I didn't mean..." Rachel put her small warm hand on the blonde's shoulder.

The blonde quickly shrugged it off, not wanting to be touched as she was feeling her normal defense mechanism, anger, rising to the surface, it was Rachel's birthday and she didn't want to ruin it for her, "I know, it was a stupid idea to begin with, don't worry about it Rachel. I'm really tired though so…." Her back still to her girlfriend, she started to get up.

The diva placed a warm and firm hand on her lover's back which stopped Quinn from getting up, "I'm so sorry I hurt you Quinn, I speak all the time without thinking. I know you are working on not deflecting your pain; I'm trying not to be so selfish and so free with what I say. When I don't think before speaking, I usually hurt people. It just seems to be taking a much longer time to learn how to stop and take a breath and think first. I was kind of humiliated that I had this need to be mothered. It comes upon me so strongly at times, but especially on my birthday for some reason. I wasn't upset with you darling, I was really embarrassed to admit I wanted a mommy to love me and care for me." She sniffed a few times and gently rubbed comforting patterns on Quinn's lower back, "Just please, don't lie to me and tell me that you're fine. I know you, I know your signs, you're hurt and embarrassed. It's my fault and I feel just terrible about it. You let me share my pain over Shelby without once thinking about your own pain about Beth and the adoption. I repaid that trust by hurting you thoughtlessly. If you need time away from me, then please just say that. If I can fix what I did, then please just tell me what to do. I love you so much." She removed her hand and turned her back to Quinn and stared into the fire, trying to hide the tears that were falling.

The blonde sat motionless, she was stunned by Rachel's confession and apology. The diva had changed a great deal since becoming part of the foursome but most of her apologies still came during or after a trip over Santana's or Quinn's knee and long after the actual indiscretion.

Almost all of her troubles came from acting or speaking without thinking. She never thought the consequences all the way through. All of her girlfriends realized Rachel acted with the best of intentions, she was never malicious. She also never thought anything through, choosing to act first and think later.

Clearly apologizing like this was a sign of Rachel's progress and Quinn didn't have it in her to hurt the girl any further, especially on her birthday. She swallowed her pride and started to speak, "Thank you for apologizing Rach, you're right, I felt dismissed and stupid and it reminded me of how I felt all my life with my family. I put my walls up and got angry. I'm sorry too! I really appreciate your apology and reminding me that you are not like the people from my past who have hurt me so badly. You, Santana and Brittany are my new family and I don't have to have walls with you guys. I love you too sweetie! So can we start this birthday bash over with?" Quinn scooted forward and behind Rachel, extending her legs next to the girl and wrapping her arms around the tiny brunette and kissing her neck sweetly.

Rachel turned in Quinn's arms and kissed her passionately. The girlfriend's decided that actions spoke louder than words, as they made love more passionately than they ever had before. They fell asleep naked and wrapped in each other's arms next to the dwindling fire.

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The blonde woke up slowly and reached over to find the pillow and blanket next to her cold. It was not a big shock to her, Rachel was a very early riser and while the blonde was forced into getting up early for mandatory Cheerio's practice, it didn't come naturally to her, like it did her diva.

Quinn stretched and yawned some more and finally opened her eyes looking for Rachel, it was too quiet in the cabin. She was startled to see the tiny brunette sitting cross-legged behind her just staring at her, "Rach are you ok?"

Tears immediately filled the big soft brown eyes and she shook her head no emphatically.

The blonde who was used to the brunette's drama, looked backwards and up at Rachel curiously, her girlfriend was acting weirder than normal, "Sweetie, what is it?" She said softly and still half asleep.

Milk chocolate eyes met her hazel eyes, with tiny tears hanging from her eyelashes like little drops of dew on a leaf, "I hungwy and hafta go potty and I cold. You no got up Mommy." Her chin quivered with sadness.

Not used to being awake at the ass crack of dawn, Quinn was not sure what was going on and why her naked girlfriend was sitting on the floor and talking like a toddler, "Rachel what's going on?" She said a little more sternly than she intended.

Rachel uncrossed her legs and drummed her feet on the ground in frustration, "I hungwy and hafta go potty and I cold." She looked like she was about to throw a tantrum.

The blonde blinked owlishly for a minute and then she got it, "Oh, OH! Oh baby, mommy is so sorry, I must have overslept. Of course you're cold; let me get you some big girl clothes." She was a little surprised that Rachel wanted to try this but Quinn was a little excited about it, "Come on sweetheart, we'll go upstairs and get you washed up and dressed and then we'll make breakfast, ok big girl?" She quickly wrapped a sheet around her body and offered Rachel her hand.

Rachel took the blonde's hand in her own tiny hand and let herself be led upstairs, "ok mommy." She grinned up at the taller blonde with a sweet trusting smile. Quinn felt her heart clench in response.

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The two walked upstairs hand in hand and deep in thought.

"I can't believe it took her so long to figure out what I was doing. It would have ruined everything if I would have had to tell her what was happening. Maybe, I'm not a good enough actress to pull this off. No, that's impossible. I have to immerse myself in the role completely, total method acting. I have to become the toddler fully. I have to let go of all my fears and societal expectations. I love Quinn, I trust Quinn. She will make a great mommy. I just have to feel the emotions of this little girl, her fears, her emotions and let go of adult Rachel. Try to remember back, what did little Rachel want with a mommy, what did she need? Get in touch with my inner child and let her take over. I'm going to give in totally and commit to this fully." Rachel thought to herself. She sat up all night long after Quinn fell asleep, trying to research age play to the best of her ability during a terrible snowstorm and intermittent cell phone and internet reception. The brunette was sure in her mind she was doing this for Quinn, giving her a chance to be a mother. A chance she lost when she gave Beth up for adoption, a chance she obviously wanted since she had researched age play and brought it up. For herself, Rachel really didn't expect to get much out of the experience.

Quinn was quiet and thoughtful walking up the stairs. She was confused as to why Rachel was so adamant this was stupid yesterday and decided to go ahead with it this morning. The blonde hadn't really thought about the full implications when she mentioned age play to Rachel. She didn't really know what she was doing but she was determined to give her girlfriend some of the experiences she had missed out on growing up without a mother. Obviously Rachel wanted those experiences or she wouldn't have embraced it so fully this morning. Quinn had babysat for many children of all ages when she was growing up both for her parent's friends and at church. She was sure it couldn't be that difficult. She loved the feel of Rachel's hand in her own and thought maybe she could give the brunette a special loving experience, but Quinn really didn't think she had anything to gain from mothering the diva. This gift was all for her girlfriend.

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They walked into the bathroom together and Quinn turned around and grabbed Rachel's tee shirt off the back of the bathroom door. When she turned around, little Rachel was doing the most adorable little potty dance, "Go ahead sweetie, its ok, go potty."

The little brunette just put her arms up, "help me mommy?"

Quinn lifted her up and set her down on the toilet. She watched as Rachel put her elbows on her thighs and swung her legs back and forth. The tiny brunette had a look of intense concentration on her adorable face and broke into a radiant smile when she accomplished her goal.

Quinn quickly got herself dressed, "Do you want to take a bath sweetie?"

"I hungwy mommy."

"Ok, let's go make some breakfast, then we'll get you a bath. Then we can go see how much snow we got last night doesn't that sound like fun sweetie?" Quinn slipped the tee shirt over the girl's head and helped her slip on a pair of shorts.

The brunette shook her head and looked at her mother with complete adoration.

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Down in the kitchen, Quinn had set Rachel on the stool and proceeded to make pancakes. She cut one up and poured a glass of soy milk and placed them in front of Rachel. She grabbed her own food and sat down next to her at the breakfast island.

Rachel started to eat the pancakes with her fingers. Quinn quickly handed her the fork, "no fingers sweetie, use your fork."

"No fowk mommy, I hungwy." She pushed the fork aside and resumed eating with her fingers.

"Rachel, I'm serious now, I know you're hungry but big girls eat with their forks, or they leave the table hungry." She said sternly picking the fork back up and handing to her.

The brunette pouted but she picked it up and ate as well as could be expected, "Yummy." She looked up at Quinn and grinned with a mouth full of pancakes.

The blonde smiled back and ruffled the messy chestnut hair, "They are good aren't they?"

Shaking her head in agreement, Rachel put her fork down and reached for her glass of soymilk, spilling it all over in the process. She looked upset and her little chin started to quiver, "sowwy mommy."

The blonde jumped up and grabbed a sponge off the sink and some paper towels, "Oh sweetie, it's ok, it was an accident. Don't worry, I'll have it cleaned up in no time. Please don't cry baby."

Rachel sniffled a few times but stopped crying and watched her mommy quickly clean up the mess.

The blonde dumped the mess in the garbage and looked in the cupboard and smiled when she found what she was looking for. She grabbed the brightly colored plastic cup and held it up in triumph, "Look baby girl, a sippy cup and in your favorite color too!"

The brunette clapped her hands together happily.

Quinn quickly washed the cup and filled the bright red cup with more soymilk, tightened the lid and handed it to Rachel, who accepted it gratefully, drinking down the contents quickly.

"Wow, my little girl was thirsty wasn't she? Let's go see how much snow we got before your bath."

Rachel ran up to the big picture window and planted her nose right against it and oohed and awed in excitement. Quinn was quite literally speechless after seeing how much snow had fallen in 24 hours. They were well and truly buried. It was more than a little intimidating.

She looked down at Rachel and took in her appreciation and looked back out the window and tried to see the massive snowfall through a child's eyes. It really was quite beautiful, "I don't think we'll be able to go outside and play today sweetie! That's an awful lot of snow."

The brunette was kneeling down in front of the window. Quinn leaned over and kissed the top of her head, "Bath time for you little miss stinky and I imagine you're a little miss sticky from those pancakes as well!" She ran both hands down Rachel's sides, tickling as she went.

The little diva erupted into fits of giggling as she tried to wriggle out of the way of those sneaky fingers.

Quinn tickled until Rachel was breathless and completely helpless, "Up we go big girl,let's get you all cleaned up."

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The blonde sat next to the tub watching the brunette play in the tub full of bubbles. Quinn was completely intrigued. Rachel had no toys to play with, yet she was clearly having the time of her life. She was splashing her hands and making bubbles and giggling and laughing the whole time.

"Do you want to learn a new song Rachie?"

Milk chocolate eyes looked up immediately, "I wove to sing." She said excitedly.

"I know you do and you sing so pretty. I used to sing this song when I was a little girl. Ok, here's how it goes...

All around the mulberry bush

The monkey chased the weasel.

The monkey thought it was lots of fun.

Pop! goes the weasel. Now you try!"

The two spent lots of time singing and laughing. Quinn grabbed a washcloth and soaped it up, "We need to get you clean and out of here before you turn into a wrinkly little raisin!"

The blonde took her time washing her little girl from head to toe, even washing her hair, careful to keep the soap out of her eyes.

She wrapped her up in a big plush towel and her wet hair in a smaller towel. They walked into the bedroom and Quinn found some nice warm clothes to dress Rachel in.

The two sat on the big bed and the blonde put Rachel between her legs and took the hairbrush and started to brush out the long wet hair. She hummed sweetly to the little girl in front of her as she did. Taking her time, she very carefully and gently brushed out all the knots and tangles and stroked it until it shone. Quinn then separated it into two plaits and quickly did her hair up in the cutest little pigtails. She tied the ends with some hair bands she had brought with her. Letting go of every conscious thought, Quinn immersed herself in this very special mother-daughter moment. Leaning forward, she kissed the top of Rachel's head, "Wait here baby, I have something very special." Scooting off the bed, she went into her suitcase and pulled out a red ribbon. She went into the bathroom and came out holding two red ribbons. Tying one on each pigtail, she lead Rachel over to the mirror, "Look at what a great, big, beautiful girl you are baby!"

"Oh mommy, so pwetty!" Rachel said softly, playing with the pigtails.

"Yes sweetie, you are so very pretty." Quinn hugged her and kissed her gently.

The two stood staring into the mirror, lost in the moment, mesmerized by the experience both had forever wanted and never had. The blonde saw the brunette falter so she leaned forward and whispered softly as not to break the spell, "are you ok?"

"I wove you mommy." She said softly back and Quinn pulled her back against her chest, "I love you too baby girl." The spell remained unbroken.

The blonde sat Rachel on the bed, "Mommy needs to take a quick shower, so I need you to be a good girl and stay in this room. It's not safe running around the cabin without a grown-up." She quickly grabbed clean clothes and started for the bathroom. Turning back around she looked at the energetic girl, "Rachel, I'm very serious, I want you to sit on this bed and wait for me. Mommy will be angry if you're not sitting on this bed when I get back! Do you understand me?"

"Yes mommy Wachie sit on bed." She nodded in understanding.

"Alright then, I'll be right back." Quinn walked out of the room to take a quick shower, "Be a good girl."

"Yes mommy, I be a good giwl."

Rachel tried to lie still but it was really not possible. She sat up and looked around for something to do. Watching the bathroom door, she stood up on the bed and jumped on it like it was a trampoline. That got boring really quick as well. She lay down on her back with a frustrated huff and flung her arms and legs out in complete boredom. Turning her head she spotted her mommy's open suitcase on the floor. Sitting up quickly, she looked at the bathroom door and over at the suitcase and back again.

Curiosity got the best of her, jumping off the bed she ran over to the open suitcase and looked for something interesting. There was a pretty necklace so she put that on. The red high heeled shoes that she loved were on the floor, so she put those on too. Mommy's makeup was on the dresser so she put the makeup all over her face but that got boring. She was tearing through the suitcase again, when she noticed a plastic grocery store bag back behind the suitcase. Peeking into it she found a treasure trove of goodies. At the bottom of the bag were vegan chocolate chip cookies; her big brown eyes grew wide as she tore open the box and stuffed a full cookie in her mouth.

Totally preoccupied with her discovery, she had a full cookie in her mouth and one in each hand, Rachel failed to hear the shower shut off and her mother enter the room.

"Rachel Barbra Berry! What on earth are you doing?" The blonde yelled sternly completely startling the brunette who spun around to face her mother and quickly shoved both hands behind her back and tried to quickly swallow the evidence of her cookie snatching.

"Mmm nuffin mommy." She said with a mouth full of cookie and chocolate and red lipstick smeared all over her face.

The blonde stood there with her hands on her hips, looking down at the naughty little girl, "You are in so much trouble young lady, I told you to sit on that bed and wait for mommy." She walked over and looked around the destroyed corner of the bedroom, "Oh Rachel, look at what a mess you made. Is that my makeup all over your face? Are you eating cookies?"

Rachel quickly shook her head no, keeping her stash securely in her hands behind her back and wobbling on the high heel shoes.

Quinn bent down and looked into milk chocolate eyes, "You know it's very naughty to lie to mommy, now Rachel have you been eating cookies?"

Once again she shook her head no, even more vehemently than the first time.

"Show me what you have behind your back Rachel." She said still looking into soft brown eyes waiting for the little girl to crack.

The brunette swallowed what was left of her cookie in her mouth and quickly stuffed the remaining cookies in her underpants and held her chocolate covered hands out to her mother, "See, nuffin." She tried her crooked little grin that could usually get her out of most trouble.

Taking her gently by the wrist, she led Rachel into the bathroom and washed her hands and face. Drying her off she led the brunette back into the bedroom and into the corner. She pulled over the desk chair and set it facing the wall, "You are going to sit in time-out now for not listening to me about staying on the bed while I clean up this mess. I also want you to think about lying. When I finish cleaning up, we are going to talk about those missing cookies and if you lie to me again young lady, I'm going to spank you. It is not ok to lie to mommy. Now you sit here and think about what I said, do you understand me?"

"Yes mommy." She was pouting and very uncomfortable with melting cookies in her underpants but if she said she took them, she'd have to give them back and she knew she wouldn't get any more for the rest of the day as punishment, maybe even the rest of the week. She really loved those cookies.

The blonde set about folding and repacking clothes, straightened up her makeup and repacked the bag of goodies she had brought for Rachel's birthday party. She peered at the little girl sitting in the corner and wondered how far she was going to take this lie. Clearly she was the only one that could have eaten the cookies. Quinn knew she had cookies in her pants and if it didn't involve being lied to, it was actually kind of funny. It couldn't be very comfortable sitting on melted chocolate chip cookies. She shook her head and spent a little more time making the bed and straightening up around the room, just to kill a little time.

After a full 15 minutes of timeout had passed, which is a long time for a toddler, let alone a little energizer bunny to sit still, Quinn sat on the edge of the bed and called Rachel over to her.

"Rachel, what do you have to say about not staying on that bed like I asked and for making such a big mess?"

The tiny diva had her hands behind her back and was looking at the floor as she traced patterns on the wood floor with her big toe, "I sowwy mommy, I was a bad giwl."

"No sweetie, you were a very naughty girl and you disobeyed mommy but you're not a bad girl." She took her finger and lifted Rachel's chin to look her in the eyes, "Now, what do you know about the missing cookies Rachel?"

Tears filled big brown eyes and threatened to spill over but she looked away and said softly, "Noffing mommy."

The blonde sighed heavily, "So you're telling me that you didn't open that box of cookies and eat them while I was in the shower and you don't know anything about them?"

"Maybe a mouse ated em mommy." She sniffed loudly and looked hopefully into the hazel eyes of her mother and tried her crooked grin again, maybe her mommy had missed it before.

Quinn bit the inside of her bottom lip to stop an errant grin from making its way to her face, that was probably the cutest thing she had ever heard or seen, unfortunately it was still a lie, "I'm very sorry to hear that, come with me young lady." She took Rachel's tiny hand and led her into the bathroom.

She quickly undressed her and the missing cookies were soon discovered and a very sorrowful Rachel started to cry softly, "I sowwy mommy, I sowwy…"

The blonde cleaned her up in silence and lead her back to the bedroom. She put a new shirt on Rachel and grabbed a clean pair of underwear. Walking over and sitting down on the edge of the bed, she pulled Rachel over her knees and set the clean underwear on the bed next to her.

The little brunette started to wiggle and squirm immediately, "Nooooo mommy, pwease don't spank me, I no lie no mowe…."

"I'm sorry Rachel but I warned you about lying and that I would spank you if you lied to me again. I don't want to spank you but you need to learn that you cannot lie to get out of trouble."Quinn said sorrowfully as her heart broke hearing the little desperate appeals. She placed her arm firmly around the little waist and folded her long shirt up so her pale backside was fully exposed.

"Noooooo mommy, don't, pwease nooooo…."

Taking a deep calming breathe, Quinn applied a hard stinging spank to the center of the exposed backside as Rachel squealed in shock and tried to wriggle away from her mommy's firm hand. The blonde quickly added two more, one to each side, as Rachel cried and begged.

The blonde let her firm right hand do the talking for her as she turned the girl's pale rear end a blushing pink, ignoring the squealing cries for mercy. Quinn felt the tears fill her own eyes and a large lump form in her throat. It really did hurt her as well.

She stopped spanking and held the little girl over her lap and gently rubbed her sore backside until she calmed down a little. Standing Rachel up in front of her, she took her chin in her hands and forced the little girl to look at her, "Mommy will not let you lie sweetie, even if I have to spank you every single time. It's a very horrible habit to lie to people because then no one believes you or trusts you even when you do tell the truth. Now Rachel Barbra Berry, do you have something to tell me about the missing cookies?"

"I ated em mommy, I sowwy I wied." She burst into tears and threw herself in her mommy's arms.

"I know baby girl, I know you're sorry sweetie, shhhh it will be ok now, I'm not angry anymore honey. C'mon you need to take a little nap and when you get up, we'll make lunch and see if we can find something to do." The blonde pulled down the covers on the freshly made bed and tucked them all around the little girl, "Close your eyes baby." She sat down next to her and hummed the little girl to sleep.

Quinn sat and watched her sweet little girl sleep as tears rolled down her face. No one told her how hard being a mommy truly was.

To be continued….