Summary: The day Quinn first saw The Lion King changed her life and defined her. A series of moments from througout Quinn's life. Written for the Faberry Week monthly prompt on Tumblr. Multiple Chapters.

A/N: I Do not own Glee or The Lion King they belong to Fox and Disney respectively.

"That's like saying you don't want to be a lion. It's in your blood."

Quinn was four when she first saw The Lion King. She knows this because her Grandma Fabray gave it to her for her fourth birthday. Quinn still has the worn out old video copy, and while she has all the newer versions and the limited edition 3D special edition that Rachel bought her for Christmas their senior year, it's the original that she prefers. She can't explain why but her first copy just seems special, different because it's the original and that's the one she prefers to watch. That being said she doesn't remember the first time she ever watched it. She wishes she could remember the excitement of sitting down in front of their old television to watch it that first time, she wishes she could remember how it felt to see Simba and Nala and hear them singing, she wishes she remembers how the hyena's scared her and she ran to her mother and she wishes that she remembers the tears that fell as Mufasa died and Simba ran away. But she doesn't.

She knows she fell in love with The Lion King that first time she saw it though. She remembers wanting to know everything about it and watching it over and over. There's a video somewhere of Quinn singing 'I Just Can't Wait to be King' as she jumped around their living room waving a fan and running through her stuffed toys. She also remembers singing it softly to herself in the dark of her room as she listened to her parents fight down the hall. She remembers her big sister Frannie coming into her room and singing it to her after a particularly bad argument one night. She changed the words as she sung softly and wrapped her in her arms, "Oh I just can't wait to be Quinn." And then The Lion King filtered into every part of her life. It was there when she was happy, when she was sad, when she had a bad day at school, when she was scared at night and when she needed an escape from her life.

"Love is never wrong and so it never dies"

Quinn loved her Grandma Fabray. How could she not? The woman had given her the thing that had changed her world. And Grandma Fabray was fun. Quinn loved to spend time with her, they would play all sorts of games, do puzzles and draw, but her favourite thing to do was to snuggle up on the couch and watch her favourite movie, with her favourite person. On cold days when the older woman would watch Quinn they would snuggle on the couch in their pyjamas, Quinn with her plush Simba under her arm and watch The Lion King. Not only did they watch it, Grandma Fabray would play along and sing and teach Quinn things about the animals. Quinn noticed that her Grandma laughed at some things that Quinn just didn't understand and rather than the grownup excuses she got from her parents Grandma Fabray would explain them to her and then Quinn knew they were funny too.

Quinn's father had to go away for a business trip to California one week during the school holidays and Judy had decided to go with him. Grandma Fabray had volunteered to look after her granddaughters for the week and Quinn had been so excited when she found out she would get to spend a week with her favourite grandmother. She ran around as her parents packed making sure everything was organised for her grandmas' visit. She checked that they had enough snacks and that the video was already in the player, that she had Grandma's favourite blanket out and placed all her toys on the lounge ready for their week. She had planned that they would watch The Lion King at least once every day.

"Gran'ma!" Quinn called as she raced to the front door, Fran had beaten her to answering it and she and Grandma Fabray stood in the entrance way. Quinn wrapped her arms around the woman's legs before she was gently lifted into her arms.

"How's my little Lion Quinn?" The woman asked as she ruffled Quinn's hair playfully.

"I'm good Gran'ma." Quinn snuggled into her grandmothers' shoulder and breathed in her perfume.

"You know she plans on making you watch that movie every day, right?" Frannie asked, disdain dripping from every pre-pubescent pore. The movie title had basically become taboo in their household because every time Quinn heard it she wanted to watch it.

They'd stayed home the first three days of the holiday and true to her word Quinn had made them watch her favourite movie every day. Grandma always had some new piece of information to tell her and Quinn was fascinated.

"Gran'ma, can we watch it now?" Quinn asked as she spooned more of her bacon and eggs into her mouth.

"Well I was thinking we might have a break today." Grandma Fabray stated and Fran let out a celebratory sigh. She was excited to have a break from the dreaded movie but knew the tantrum that would most likely come next.

"But you promised we could watch it!" Tears started pooling in Quinn's eyes.

"Well I thought maybe we could go and see a different movie, just the two of us. Would you like that?" Grandma Fabray expertly countered, pulling Quinn into a hug. She could see the start of a tantrum too. She decided it was best to put it off as long as possible, "If you'd still like to watch it this afternoon you can."

Fran rolled her eyes already knowing the answer to that question. She'd been invited to go bowling with one of her friends families and whatever the other two had planned didn't really bother her.

"Okay. But I still want to watch it with you when we get back."

"That's not a king. That's a fuzzy maraca!" Quinn laughed as Grandma Fabray carried her in her arms.

"You're a fuzzy maraca!" The older woman joked, tickling Quinn's ribs as the little girl laughed. "Did you like the movie sweetheart?"

"Yeah, my favourite part was when Ki'ra went rarararoar and my next favourite part was when Timon an Pumbaa were hiding behind the trees, and when 'Iki came and singed to them, but my favouritist favourite part was when Kovu and Ki'ra finded each other." Quinn explained as the woman stood her on her feet and held her hand. Quinn paused and looked up at her grandmother, the woman could see the young girl trying to process something. "Gran'ma?"

"Yes sweetheart?"

"Do you think one day I'll find my lioness like Simba and Kovu?"

The woman stopped suddenly, she crouched down in front of her granddaughter so they were eye level.

"Sweetheart, I know one day my little Lion Quinn is going to find her perfect lioness. And when you find them sweetheart, you do everything you can to keep them okay?"

Quinn nodded as her grandmother smiled and pulled her into a hug. The woman stood them back up and continued on their trek towards the food court. They were on their way to have lunch when Quinn spotted something in the window of the toy store.

"Gran'ma look," Quinn pointed towards the window, "It's Simba and Nala's baby!" She squealed and ran off to the window.

"Quinn, come back here! You do not run away from Grandma." The woman turned the girl so she was looking at her and not at the soft toy of Kiara the lion cub. She scolded firm but light. "Grandma doesn't want to lose you sweetheart."

"Sowwie Gran'ma," Quinn looked down at her feet, feeling the tears start to well in her eyes, she hated when her grandma had to scold her, "I don't want to be lost like Ki'ra." Tears were now flowing freely down her cheeks and she clutched at the woman in front of her.

"I don't want you be lost either sweetheart, so you hold my hand okay?" The woman asked lightly and Quinn nodded, "And anyway, who would I watch my favourite movie with every day if you weren't here." Quinn looked up at her and smiled. She cocked her head to the side in thought and chewing on her bottom lip.

"Frannie?" The little girl questioned and her grandmother laughed and ruffled her hair again.

When Fran arrived home later that afternoon she found her grandmother and her sister curled up asleep on the couch, the end credits of her sisters favourite obsession scrolling. She quickly stopped the movie and hit rewind on the player, knowing her sister would probably want to watch it once more before bed. She turned and surveyed the room. Grandma Fabray was lying on the couch; head propped up on a pillow resting on the arm rest with Quinn snuggled into her front. They had the large blue blanket wrapped around them and a collection of Quinn's Lion King toys surrounding them. Quinn had her favourite plush Simba wrapped in her arms and what looked like a new lion squished with its head poking out from under the blanket. Fran smiled at the scene and went to fetch her fathers' camera from his study.