A/N: A little Christmas Gift, I hope you like it. I also hope to give some gifts on my other stories. I apologize for the lack of updates, life can really get in the way of hobbies. Anyway enjoy and let me know what you think. Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any of its characters. Glee belongs to it's creators and FOX.

There was one thing to be said about having two Broadway aspiring parents, Nathan had a set of lungs, ones he liked to exercises often and loudly. After his third night home I called my parents and apologized for being a loud baby, they had just laughed at me and reminded me to sleep when he did and to sometimes, even if it was painful (to my ears and heart) to let him cry it out. He was now almost two month old and we were headed home for the holidays. Actually everyone was going back to Lima, including Quinn. Unfortunately he had chosen to demonstrate to the whole plane his vocal range in the middle of the flight. People were staring at us and grumbling all over and I could feel myself lighting up with embarrassment. Sigh I leaned my head on Quinn's shoulder wanting to cry myself as I held Nathan close to me. "I'm a horrible mother, I can't even get my baby to be quiet for a two and half hour flight."

Quinn shook her head, "No you're not, you're just tired and he can sense your tension. Here let me hold him for a bit."

Relenting I handed Nathan over, I didn't like to do it often, Quinn already did so much for Nathan and I that I didn't want to rely on her too much when it came to taking care of Nathan. Sure she had insisted on doing at least one of the night feedings and she did diapers and babysat while I was a work, but I tried to limit it. Nathan was my son and I needed to be the one to take care of him. I know it sounds crazy and everyone told me to accept help, but I felt like I needed to do this, prove that I could, even if I was only proving it to myself.

Quinn lifted him and snuggled him close to her chest and then she rose, "where are you going" I asked suddenly. She just smiled down lazily at me, "For a walk, he might just need to move." I watched as they moved down the aisle Quinn bouncing slightly as she moved and then suddenly silence. Though I was relieved to hear him calm down a wave of jealousy flowed through me. Quinn was amazing with Nathan. She was like a friggin baby whisper. She was the one person who get him to quiet down. I didn't get it, I was his mother and yet he would scream and scream in my arms, but once Quinn picked him up, silence. I just didn't get. I had said as much to Santana one night when Quinn was a class and she had laughed at me, "Shorty, first off Quinn is already a mother, even if she didn't see much of Beth until now, second she's babysat for years, and third she's always been that way. Like seriously my Mom used to invite her over on days she had to watch my little cousin Andro, because she knew Quinn would be able to get him to bed in 5 seconds flat. Some people are just naturals, deal with it. It doesn't mean Nate like her better, you're his mom."

Of course I knew Santana was right but when I see people smiling at Quinn in gratitude for quieting Nathan down and glaring at me for failing I can't help it. Quinn returned a few minutes later with a sleeping Nathan whom she placed in my arms, he was adorable, well always, but especially when he was asleep.

"Thanks, I don't know why I didn't think of that." I grumbled. Quinn rubbed my hand and shrugged, "Like I said you're exhausted. Just relax and I suggest you let your fathers do whatever they want over the holiday, let them take care of him and spoil him while you catch up on some much needed sleep."

That was one piece of advice that I was definitely going to take.

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Chrismakah was always my favorite time of year growing up, I loved the tradition of both religions and mixing them into one unique family experience. I of course also loved being the center of attention. This year I was most certainly not the center of attention, Nathan had easily taken my place, but I didn't mind. I couldn't wait until he was older, running around, opening presents himself.

"I don't think there has ever been a more handsome baby." Daddy said as he lifted Nathan into the air shaking him a little before bringing him back down into his arms.

"That's because he takes after his Poppop." Papa joked as he snatched Nathan from Daddy. At two months Nathan still looked like a new born but his personal features where beginning to be come out. His eyes had shifted from blue to a hazel color and his tuff of hair was darkening to a shade much like my own. Our friends were still split on whether he looked more like me or Brody. I didn't care one way or another though I did hope he took after Brody in height and not me.

"So where is our dear Quinn this Christmas Eve?" Dad asked me as we relaxed around the fireplace, Rudolf the Red-nosed Reindeer playing on the TV.

"I assume with Judy."

"I thought she'd be spending it with us again this year." Papa remarked. Last year Quinn had spent Christmas Eve with us, it had been odd to say the least, we'd only just started becoming closer as friends but she had showed up at our door asking if she could spend the night. I'd been startled and confused but I couldn't turn her away. I never did find out what happened to cause her to come to me, not that I regretted it, that night we really became friends. I can only guess it had to do with her family.

"She and Judy are getting along so much better now so I guess they are spending time together." As I replied though there was a knock on the door and Daddy went to answer it. When he returned Quinn and Judy followed. "Sorry to interrupt but I couldn't keep Mom away from meeting Nathan any longer." Quinn joked as Judy rushed towards Nathan.

"How could I stay away from such a cute handsome little boy?" I glanced a Quinn and raised my brow in confusion, sure Judy and I knew each other, were even friendly, but not enough for her to be this excited about Nathan. Quinn just rolled her eyes and shrugged her shoulder before plopping next to me. "She's been unbearable since I sent her a picture of him."

"Why?"

"Who knows, I stopped trying to figure my mom out ages ago."

"He's just as adorable as you told me Quinnie, she just doesn't stop gushing about him." Judy remarked to Hiram who was joining in the cooing fest Judy had started.

I turned to Quinn "You talk about him?"

"All the time." Judy interjected.

"Mom." Judy ignored her and went back to loving Nathan. Quinn sighed and looked at me, "Okay so yeah I talk about him a bit. It's hard not to, I mean look at him." I did as she said and my heart warmed. It was quiet the scene, my little boy in between my fathers and Judy Fabray it was a moment I would never have dreamed up. I was beautiful.

"So how was your holiday so far?"

"Good, I guess. Mom's not being as all-consuming this trip. I actually got to go to the Lopez's yesterday. You?"

"Great. Daddy and Papa are all over Nathan all the time, I barely have to do anything. I've actually been able to sleep."

"You'd sleep more if you'd let me help more like I promised." She eyed me and it took everything inside of me not to look away.

"It's not that I don't want your help, its just…"

"He's your son and you want to show that you can take care of him without help because it's your responsibility." I sighed and lowered my head, "yes."

I felt her fingers under my chin pushing my head up, I looked at her and she smiled gently, "Understandable, but there is nothing wrong with wanting or getting a little help. Normally there are two parents, your just one, you deserve so help and I as well as the rest of our friends want to give you that help."

"I know, I know it just hard. I feel like I am failing all the time."

Quinn pulled me into her side, "You're not, believe me your not."

"But he cries when I hold him but he is quiet when you do." I pouted and looked away.

I hear Quinn sigh a second before her serious voice pulls my eyes back to her, "Is that why you don't let me hold him?" She doesn't look upset but concerned.

"Yes, no. I guess I was a little jealous." It seems silly and petty now that I am talking to Quinn about it.

"I'm sorry I made you feel that way, I just wanted to help. As for being able to calm him down I like to think it's because he is your son and I like to believe that I calm you down, give you comfort, just like you do me, so he's reacting just like his mom." Well damn when she says it like that, it sounds so sweet and nice. She looks so sincere right now.

"Santana said your just like the baby whisper or something like that." I quip to break the tension.

"Well that too." She remarked and we both began to laugh. It was nice, I'd been so focused on Nathan lately I couldn't remember the last time I was able to relax and just laugh. I really did love Chrismakah.

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