Still don't own anything. Still not okay with it.

Last chapter, I know...depressing... BUT! ...nah you can wait till the end.

Rachel paced around her living room floor, glancing at her watch every few minutes. She toyed with the finger on her finger, twirling it around anxiously. It was seven and her wife should have been home over an hour ago.

Quinn and Rachel had moved to New York a month after Rachel graduated, both far to eager to begin their lives together in the big city. Quinn and Rachel had started school in late September, Rachel attending NYADA and Quinn teaching English.

Rachel made friends easily at NYADA, they were all very much like her. She became fast friends with a boy named Brody who had more than a crush on the diva. Rachel had tried to calm Quinn's nerves about the whole thing but she couldn't hold off her girlfriend when Brody had stolen a kiss during one of their dance rehearsals.

Brody finally backed off once he came face to face with the angry blonde.

Their first time together had been Rachel's first time in general. Quinn promised the girl she loved her and would never hurt and Rachel only smiled and told the blonde she was well aware of that and that's why she was giving her virginity to the older woman. It was slow and loving, filled with breathy whispers and promises that dragged on till the sun was seeping in through the window. They had stayed in bed the entire next day simply cuddling.

During their second year, Rachel turned twenty and Quinn jumped to twenty-eight. Leroy and Hiram had been invited over by Quinn, whom of which would still get incredibly nervous around Leroy. The blonde talked to the two men while Rachel was out at an off Broadway audition.

When Rachel came home, she was greeted by Quinn standing in the middle of the entry hall smiling her dazzling smile, holding out a little black box.

Rachel smiled at the memory, glancing down at her ring. Six years ago today, she got married to the love of her life.

The front door creaked, Rachel stopped her pacing before she heard the quiet click of the door shutting. She briskly walked to the entry hall and smiled at the sight.

Quinn was dropping her bag on the floor, leaning backwards awkwardly, while attempting not to wake the sleeping four year old in her arms.

The brunette walked towards her wife and daughter, pecking Quinn on the lips quickly. Rachel held out her arms for the sleeping child, her wife handed the little girl over and smiled as her family walked into their apartment.

Once Rachel had emerged from their daughters room she crossed her arms and half heartily glared at her wife.

"You're late," Rachel stated. "Quinn, you know I worry when you and Beth are out at the park and don't get home till late. You promised you'd be home by six at the latest and its," she glanced her watch for what felt like the millionth time. "Seven thirty!"

Quinn only smiled, walked to her wife and wrapped her arms around the shorter girls waist. Ducking her head she captured Rachel's lips in a passion filled kiss and sighed blissfully into the girls mouth.

A knock on the door interrupted their moment. Rachel groaned as Quinn pulled away, answering the door.

"Where's Beth?" Quinn was brushed aside as the Latina she had grown to love as a friend stormed into the house, Brittany followed happily behind, stopping only give Quinn a peck on the cheek.

"She's asleep in her room Santana," Rachel informed the girl she could now happily call her best friend. Santana smiled as she made her way into the little girls room, leaving Quinn, Rachel and her own wife alone in the living room.

Rachel smiled brightly at Brittany, placing her hand on the blondes growing stomach.

"Are you excited Brit?" Quinn asked, her eyes sparkling happily. Brittany giggled, rubbing her belly and nodding.

"I think Santana is more excited than I am," she joked. The Latina had been over the moon when Brittany came home from the doctor with the good news that she was in fact pregnant. She was five months along and her wife had been telling anyone who would listen.

Santana emerged from Beth's room with a very much awake Beth.

"Momma!" the little girl shrieked, pulling away from Santana. Rachel beamed and held out her arms for the blonde little girl.

"Momma! I got to the park with mommy!" Rachel nodded smile only growing larger, as she hugged her daughter to her chest tightly.

"Auntie Tana and Auntie Brit are going to watch you tonight while Momma and Mommy go out, okay baby girl?" Quinn more informed than questioned. Beth clapped her hands excitedly. She loved her Aunties, why wouldn't she be happy?

Quinn and Rachel had decided to have a baby when Quinn turned thirty. The blonde stressed herself out, thinking her wife only agreed to having a child because Quinn was getting older. She had stressed out so much that she finally broke down and told Rachel that she didn't have to be with her.

Rachel was more than confused that night. Months before they had been happily talking about having a baby together and now her wife was curled up on their bed telling Rachel that she could leave the blonde. It took three hours for Rachel to calm Quinn down and explain to the blonde that Rachel wouldn't ever leave and she wanted nothing more than to start a family with her and only her.

They had found a donor who looked strikingly similar to Rachel and had a great singing voice. Quinn got pregnant after only the first try and the two were beside themselves with excitement. That same year, Santana and Brittany tied the knot and moved to New York to be closer to Rachel and Quinn and the coming baby.

"We're going to dinner and then to a Broadway show," Rachel informed the couple next to her. "We shouldn't be home too late but, you never know."

"Go then!" Santana demanded, pushing the older blonde to the door.

Brittany giggled at her wifes antics, Rachel kissed Beth on the cheek, "Don't stay up too late okay Beth? And don't drive your Aunties crazy, alright?"

Beth arched her brow at her momma, Quinn snickered from behind her wife as Santana burst into laughter.

Rachel didn't think she would ever get over how much Beth looked like Quinn.

Quinn didn't think she would ever get over how much Beth acted like Rachel.

"Right, well." Rachel stood and made her way to the door, grasping her wifes hand and smiling as she felt her wife's wedding ring. "We're off then!

Santana all but shoved them out the door. She didn't get to baby sit Beth very often so she jumped at every chance she got, she loved that little girl more then she thought she would ever love anything that wasn't Brittany or her own child.

Rachel and Quinn stood outside their apartment door, listening to the muffled sounds of their daughters laughter and Santana and Brittany's voices. They had left Beth with the two girls on more than one occasion but it never stopped the moment of hesitation.

Quinn recovered first, glancing down at her wife and falling even more in than she already was.

"Let's celebrate," Quinn stated, slowly rising her fist into the air. Rachel stared up at her wife and laughed.

"I swear," the diva laughed out. "You are never going to let that die!"

Quinn beamed and shook her head, "Nope! Besides the fact that this is our sixth year together as a married couple, we have a four year old who adores the ground you walk on,"

"She adores the ground you walk on too Quinn," Rachel interrupted, wrapping her arms around her wife's waist as the made their way down the hall of their apartment building.

Quinn pretended not to hear her wife as she barreled on with her little speech. "We have amazing friends that love us, my mom thinks you are simply amazing, your dads and I get along really well and," she paused as the walked out of their building and made their way towards Broadway.

"You're a star." Rachel gazed up at her wife, not really caring her name was on the marquee they were walking by. She had seen it there for the past year and the excitement of it had dulled down a bit, the show was having its last performance next week and it both saddened Rachel and gave her relief. She had been on Broadway for the past three years and was being offered a movie contract for paramount.

"Hey Quinn," Rachel paused in their walk to the restaurant, they didn't live very far from Broadway so it wasn't a long walk. Quinn stopped and searched Rachel's face. Rachel smiled, slowly dropping her arms from around her wife and placing a hand on her stomach.

Quinn glanced down Rachel's hand, before her eyes widened. "Are you.." Rachel had tears welling in her eyes as she nodded. Quinn waited half a beat before she cheering loudly and hugging Rachel tightly, kissing her over and over again. "You're pregnant Rach!" Quinn gushed, fellow New Yorkers hurried around them, unaware of the amazing moment happening between the two.

"We're pregnant baby," Rachel corrected, squeezing her wife.

Quinn pulled away sharply, with a worry etched across her face. "We're gonna need a bigger apartment" the blonde commented, running her hand through her hair that had grown past her shoulders.

Rachel smiled and kissed Quinn quickly before tugging her down the sidewalk. "We can worry about that later baby. Right now," Rachel paused and smirked as she raised her fist into the air. "Let's celebrate!"

Quinn rolled her eyes and pulled Rachel into a deep kiss.

We really need a bigger apartment... Both of them thought as New York continued to bustle around them, blissfully unaware of the two woman kissing in the middle of a crowded sidewalk.

You guys have been amazing during this whole process. This was my first story to write and I NEVER expecting to get such amazing readers! Which is why I am going to write a sequel!

I will be writing a one shot before the sequel though, but don't worry! It won't be too far away! I really hope you liked the way this ended! And thank you again!