Authors Note: So I am beyond sorry I've been MIA for awhile, but to try and make it up to y'all I come bearing gifts. I'm going to try and update at least one of my stories a day, and I'm hopefully going to be posting a new story I just started working on. I'm still not to sure though. I just now have to find my flashdrive. Wish me luck. I hope y'all enjoy and let me know what you think of the chapter in a review. Much love :)

Quinn's about six months along now and I know I'm starting to grate on her nerves, but I can't help it. I know the dangers of having twins, especially for someone so young, and I wouldn't be able to bare it if anything happened to any of them. I'm in my closet worrying about this and debating what to wear to school when Santana leans against the door frame with a serious look on her face.

I look over at her warily before speaking. "What's up?" I sigh, knowing whatever it is isn't going to be good.

"You need to be less overbearing," she tells me bluntly. Good ole Santi, you can always count on her to never beat around the bush. I groan in frustration before pulling on a pair of khaki cargo shorts and grabbing a purple v-neck from my closet.

"I know ok?" I sigh as I walk out of the closet and plop onto my bed with Santana following me with a sympathetic look on her face. She cuddles up next to me and I wrap my arm around her, appreciating the comfort.

"Look Ray, I know you're scared. Hell I'm scared and I'm just the aunt, so I know you're out of your mind with worry right now, but it's stressing Q out. She's not an invalid, and as long as she's following her doctor's orders then there's nothing else any of us can do."

"I know and I'm sorry. I just...I can't help it Tiny. I don't know what I'd do if anything...if anything ever..." I can't even finish my sentence but I know she understands.

"I know," she says tightening her hold on me. We stay like that for a few more minutes until Brittany comes bounding into the room and jumps onto Santana and I. We both let out oomphs of pain as all the air's knocked out of our lungs, and as I hear an angelic laughter from the foot of my bed I crane my neck to see my beautiful girlfriend through the mane of blonde hair in my face and pout.

"It's not funny," I whine out, deepening my pout when she only laughs harder.

"Aww. My poor baby," she coos as she comes to stand next to my feet. I grin up at her and sit up, pulling her into my lap and into a deep kiss. I go to deepen it even more before I'm hit on the back of my head.

"What the hell?" I growl out in annoyance as I feel Santana jump from my bed and turn around just in time to see her run downstairs. "She'll never stop being a pain in my ass will she?" I ask Quinn as I help her stand, hiding my smile.

"I doubt it," she answers with a laugh before following my sister downstairs with one last kiss. I just finish getting ready with a content smile and follow her, making sure to flick San on the ear as I pass her at the table on my way to get coffee. She glares at me and I just blow her a kiss with a smirk.

"You just wait asshole," she murmurs under her breath but I catch it on my way to sit at the table. I just laugh.

"Whoa," I breath out stunned. My sister had opened the door to her house to reveal my gorgeous girlfriend standing on the other side dressed in a tight red dress that hugged her in all the right places (did I mention my girl is beyond fine? Cause she is), a pair of black flats, her hair down and framing her face in simple ringlets, and just the perfect amount of make-up, which consist of barely any at all. Her eyes are a startling green thanks to her eyes shadow. Breath-taking. Quinn just blushes deeply and gives me a small and shy smile at my dumbfounded staring, all the while her own eyes are running up and down my body as well. I'm dressed in khaki skinny dress pants, a chocolate colored button down fully buttoned and tucked in with my sleeves mid-length, a designer pair of khaki work-boots, a pair of black suspenders, and a black bow-tie.

"You most definitely don't look bad yourself," Quinn manages, skirting around Santana to meet me in the doorway for a hello kiss. I grin into the kiss, wrapping my arms around her waist and relishing the feel of her and her bump snug against me. I break the kiss with one last peck, before lacing our fingers together and carelessly waving goodbye to my sister, pulling Quinn along with me to my truck. I open her door for her and help her up before gently closing the passenger's side and running to get in.

"So where are we going?" she questions serenely, eyes intently studying my profile as I carefully drive down the road. I just smirk. She grabs my free hand and re-laces our fingers together, gently squeezing my hand.

"Not saying," I finally reply when she continues to stare at me expectantly. She raises that damn eyebrow (have I mentioned it drives me insane?) and just continues to stare at me expectantly. I feel myself slipping under her scrutiny, I can never deny her, and untangle our hands to put the radio on low. She gets the hint and sighs, relaxing back into her seat and reclaiming my hand again.

"We're going to Columbus?" she asks in confusion about ten minutes later when I pull onto the interstate.

"Yes ma'am!" I grin excitedly. I really hope she likes this place.

"Why?" she questions, still very much confused.

"Cause I'm a great boyfriend who wants to take his amazing girl on a date?" I mock ask, trying to keep everything a secret. She just huffs with an annoyed eye-roll, but the huge grin threatening to overtake her face lets me know she's not really upset. I don't hold back my own grin as we sing along to the radio and talk about small things on the drive over.

"Um...Rayden?" Quinn questions in confusion, and I see her staring at me like I've lost my from the corner of my eyes as I pull into the almost deserted parking lot. And to be fair the cars in the lot were't the greatest, but hey, looks can be deceiving. Take me for example. I'm a pretty diminutive guy, but just cause I'm small and nerdy doesn't mean you can mess with me over it. I have a high patience for bullshit, but once I've had enough it's over. Things can get pretty nasty after that point, and I pride myself on always keeping myself from that point, but sometimes...well...I am only human after all. We all tend to error in some way every now and then, it's just how we handle the situations after the mistakes that matter and set the tone for future events after. I suddenly feel a warm palm cupping my cheek and turning me to face her. I instinctively lean further into her touch. Huh. I didn't even know I parked. That is so NOT ok. That was highly irresponsible of me. Quinn's in the car for crying out loud! If I woul- "Hey," she soothes softly as she feels my anxiety raise. "What's wrong?" I take a deep breath before locking our eyes, I always draw strength from those beautiful orbs, and then I release it with a huge grin.

"Nothing," I answer, deciding to be completely honest with her. She looks at me as if I'm being dishonest with her and I chuckle before kissing her sweetly, trying to convey that I really am ok. I pull reluctantly away from her and open my door, rushing to her side to help her down. She can't get mad at me for it either, because I used to help her in and out of my truck all the time before she was pregnant.

"You're anxious about something," she tells me pointedly as we walk towards the older looking buildings.

"You're correct I am," I tell her with a small smile as we reach a huge metal door. "But that doesn't mean I'm not ok." She just glares at me as we wait on the door to swing open after I knock. It takes a few moments, so long that Quinn actually looks like she's fixing to demand more answers, but the a small square opens and a pair of eyes peak through the door.

"Who's there?" A rough older voice calls through the door. I chuckle at his 'tough guy' voice.

"It's me Rayden Mr. Jankons.

"Ray! Why didn't you say so," he shouts excitedly, opening the door quickly and pulling me into a tight one arm embrace. "And who is this beautiful young lady sir?" he asks me before turning to Quinn. "Of all the times Ray's ever come 'ere, I've not once seen him bring a date," he tells her in wonder. And he's not lying. I only come to this place I with people I really care about and trust. This causes her to blush brightly and look at the ground shyly, a huge grin over-taking her features. Mr. J winks at me before releasing me and indicating that we should follow him inside.

"What is this place Ray?" Quinn breaths out in awe as we partly walk through the giant art gallery on our way to the restaurant.

"Only one of my favorite places in the world," I tell her with my boyish grin. I can't help it. It's true. I help Quinn into her seat as we reach the table, telling Mr. J we'd talk to him in a little bit. "If I were ever to fail at getting on Broadway..." I start slowly, a bit hesitant. I haven' t told anyone this. Not even Santana. She gives me an encouraging nod and smile. I take comfort in her eyes again before releasing my breath and continuing. "My back-up plan would be to move to Columbus and work here. Mr. Jankons and I have already talked about it. He really wants me, and Santana, and honestly we've been talking about me maybe working here part time until I finish school." Her eyes flash multiple different emotions before she speaks.

"Is this what you've been nervous to tell me about?" she asks, finally taking in the entire restaurant once the sounds of live jazz start filling the air. "This place is amazing Ray. It's no wonder you wouldn't mind working here as a back-up and part time," she tells me in awe. I grin proudly at my choice of establishment for tonight. It has the restaurant we're currently dining at, the huge art gallery we have to walk party through to get to said restaurant, and a decently sized music store where the artist who perform here sell their merchandise. I absolutely adore it here, and if the way she keeps darting her eyes everywhere like a child on Christmas is any indication, so does Quinn.

"Yes and no," I answer nervously." I swallow as she stops looking around to lock our eyes and explain. "I also was wanting to maybe talk a little bit about our future. I not trying to move to quickly or scare you or put anymore pressure on you with which already resides, but I can't get certain things out of my head, which most certainly drives me crazy because I'm not used to having these types of feelings Quinn and I have to admit I'm quite terrified because you could hurt me Quinn. You could absolutely destroy me," I stop to take a deep breath an gauge her reaction so far. Well that and our waiter shows up and asks for our drinks. She's staring at me wide-eyed as I calmly order us both sweet teas. "You're also the only person who can turn me into the bumbling idiot as well. I mean yeah I can get pretty verbose sometimes but you...you scramble my brain with with a look. And that look doesn't even have to be directed at me. And like I said that terrifies me, cause I've never loved someone as much as I love you, and I never thought I be as in love with someone as I am with you," I finish with a whisper, and having taken both of Quinn's hands within my own as soon as the waiter left, I give them a gentle squeeze. She finally breaks out of her wide-eyed trance and clamps onto my hands with a vice like grip, a watery smile gracing her beautiful face as she laughs softly in mild embarrassment and a slight blush tinting your cheeks.

"It's still odd sometimes," she mumbles and I look at her in confusion and slight hurt. She quickly rushes to explain at my look. "Not you and not us! Just. This." She waves her hand around her in an everything motion, and I kinda get it but not fully, tilting my head to tell her so. "Like, this for example. I've never been treated this well in a relationship. You dote on me and it just...simply it makes me fall in love with you more and more every single day when you continue to be you. I've never had this either Ray. I've never had a boyfriend do the things you do for, say the amazing things you say. I've never had a guy want to open up to me the way you do and want me to do the same in return. I'm just as scared as you are Ray, I understand," she tells me in her gentle voice.

"I know we're still a tad to young to be talking about this, even with the current circumstances, so just hear me out for this ok?" At her nod I continue. "I want to marry you Quinn," her eyes widen in shock and and her rosy pink lips form a shocked O. "And this is why I said to hear me out," I rush, squeezing her hands tightly to bring her back to me and out of her no doubt racing thoughts. "I don't mean right now. This isn't even a proposal. I just want to let you know of my intentions, and I have every intention of eventually making an honest woman out of you and making you a Berry. I'm 100% serious about you and our family," I tell her sincerely, surprised and scared when she quickly stands, pulling her hands out of mine. My heart starts to break and I go to question her, but I don't have the chance as she rounds the table and crashes our mouths together frantically. I give a surprised moan as she plops into my mouth. We both break away moments later in embarrassment when out waiter clears his throat, standing by our table and eyeing us reproachfully.

"Are you ready to order?" he questions politely as Quinn makes her way back to her seat, both of our faces flaming red.

"Yes," Quinn answers seriously while staring straight into my eyes at the same time as I say "no" to the waiter, a face-splitting grin over-takes my entire face as I dismiss the confused waiter with the wave of my hand. He walks away muttering under his breath but I pay no mind, my eyes locked with the most beautiful ones I'll ever see.