Disclaimer… I don't own glee or its characters.

Description: Quinn is a single mom raising her daughter Beth with the help of her nanny Rachel. Somewhere things change between the two and they start having feelings for each other.

Author's notes: this is something I'm dabbling with… let me know if it's worth keeping…. It's going to start out kind of mellow but will have some M rated stuff as things start to developed… all mistakes are my own.

Late Morning Lullaby

It was dark by the time the Quinn was done with work. She doesn't bother saying goodbye to her other co-workers as she leaves the office. Frankly, the blonde was happy to be away from those idiots, if only for a few hours then she'd have to do this all again.

She was just excited to go home, get out of her tailored Armani suit, and pass out.

She quickly gets into her car making sure to squeal the tires as she drives as fast as possible towards her home. The city was a bitch to drive through, especially at night since everyone seemed to be going out to dinner at the same time.

She doesn't even know how she got home so quickly, since she'd spaced out most of the way. Which probably wasn't the safest thing. She checks the dashboard clock as she pulls into the now quiet neighborhood.

"Nine thirty at night and I'm finally home. At least I made it before ten p.m. once this week." She lets out a yawn, as she pulls into her driveway.

Quinn was one of the top editors in the city, and today has been just another long, rigorous day at work for the blonde. She couldn't wait to get inside her nice warm home so she could peel herself out of her expensive suit, and sleep for at least a week. That last part she knew wasn't going to be possible anytime soon, because she still had to work tomorrow. 'Just one more day.' She thinks positively.

Her work seemed to be piling up higher and higher, which was forcing her to work longer hours. Why was this happening? She concluded that it was due to her boss, who had to be the reincarnation of the devil. Whose soul goal was to make her life miserable. 'Congratulations it was working', she says to herself.

She stops the Audi in front of the garage before putting it into park and shutting off the engine. She never parked her car in the garage.

"I'm so freaking tired. I need a vacation." She says to herself as she opens the door to her Audi. She grabs her briefcase and purse before slamming the car door and locking it. She looks at the black Volkswagen parked next to her.

Quinn turns to walk up the curved pathway towards her front door; she notices all the lights are still on inside the house, which meant that Beth was probably still wide awake, and waiting for her to come home.

Beth, her daughter was the light of her life, and was the only thing that gave her the drive to work so hard. She wanted to be able to provide for her daughter, and give her whatever she wanted. Something Beth would never get from her father. Quinn wanted to be the best mother she could be, but being a single parent was already putting strain on the relationship between her and her daughter.

She stands outside the house and takes a moment to collect herself. She didn't want to go in right away, but instead tried to relax before entering her home. It was something she did every night, because she honestly didn't want the stress from the day to follow her inside. She slips her house key into the deadbolt and turns it to left. The unlocked door slowly opens into what she thinks is going to be a loud, crazy house, but to her surprise, a screaming five year old child doesn't bombard her. She instead was greeted with the eerie silence of her overly sized house, which in her opinion was probably too large for the two people living there.

Quinn drops her briefcase on the floor next to the entry table, then hangs up her coat in the nearby coat rack and drops her car keys along with her purse on the entry table. Her muscle strain, she can actually feel the exhaustion emanating from them. She slips off her high heel shoes before quietly sneaking into the living room. That's when she notices why the house was quiet.

Beth was currently passed out on the overly sized leather couch, and was snuggled on top of her nanny who was also asleep. Quinn can't help but find the two girls adorable. She makes her way towards the sleeping pair, kneeling down in front of the two. 'Where's a camera when you need one?'

Beth looked so cute snuggled against the brunette, her hair was wild, but at least it was clean, Quinn noticed that. Quinn brushes the girl's bangs from the sleeping girls face, she smiles at the drool that was slowly pooling on the nanny's pants. Quinn smiles, then she goes to pick up the unconscious girl from the sleeping nanny's lap. The moment she touches her daughter the nanny's eyes open.

"Oh, Miss. Fabray, I didn't hear you come in." The nanny stutters. It was kind of a surprise that both of them were sleeping, I mean it was only nine thirty. But Rachel did have to take care of a super active five year old. Rachel, her nanny was 22 years old, and has been working for her for five months. Quinn was still surprised at how well the young woman was with children, she seemed to be a natural.

"It's fine Rachel…, and I thought I told you to call me Quinn." Quinn picks up her sleeping daughter, she cradles the slumbering girl in her arms. "Was she being a handful again?" Rachel stands up from the couch, and rubs the sleep from her eyes.

"No… no she just wanted to see you before she went to bed, I guess we fell asleep waiting." Quinn frowns, Beth always wanted to see her before she went to bed, but with her working long hours the quality time with her daughter was becoming a rare activity.

"Well… I guess I should put this little lion to bed." She carries her sleeping daughter upstairs to her bedroom and lays the tiny girl in her bed.

Beth must have woken up when she felt the covers being pulled up around her.

"Mama?" She says sleepily, Quinn sits on the side of the girl's bed she runs her fingers through the young blonde's locks.

"Yes baby, it's me." Beth rolls over and snuggles further into her pillow.

"Goodnight Mama…" she says as she falls back to sleep. Quinn can't help but smile at the cuteness, she leans over and gives the sleeping girl a soft kiss on the forehead.

"Good night baby…" she whispers before getting up and leaving the young girls room. She turns on the girls Scooby-Doo nightlight before she closes the bedroom door and walks back down stairs. She hears Rachel in the kitchen and makes her way towards the nanny. When she enters, she sees the young brunette taking some food out of the microwave.

Rachel turns around and almost screams when she sees Quinn standing in the doorway.

"I'm going to have to get you a bell… you're going to give me a heart attack if you keep sneaking around like that." She sets down the warmed food on the nearby breakfast bar. Quinn eagerly sits and begins eating the shrimp and saffron rice. It was one of her favorite dishes the brunette cooked, but then again, everything the brunette made turned out spectacular. It was another reason she'd hired the brunette.

She didn't want a nanny that couldn't cook full meals for the family, and she was adamant about making sure the food was healthy, not just frozen fish sticks from a box.

Rachel seemed to be able to do anything. "Do you want a glass of wine too?" She asks as she watches the blonde inhale the food in front of her. Quinn shakes her head and not more than a second later, a full glass of red wine was placed in front of her.

"Thanks," she says as she swallows a big mouthful of food, then takes a drink of the finely aged wine. "God, I needed that." She says after drinking at least half of the wine in one pull.

"Rough day?" She notices Quinn's shoulders slump, no doubt that was an understatement.

"You have no idea." She says as she starts to pick at the food in front of her. "What about you, Beth wasn't too much today was she?"

"No, she was perfect… just like always, she just misses you during the day…" Rachel drifts off, she corks the wine bottle.

"I miss her too… stupid work, I leave before she wakes up and get home after she falls to sleep… I need a vacation." Quinn finishes off her glass of wine.

"You need to ask for better hours. They should understand that you need to spend time with your daughter… she'll be starting school soon and between work and that you guys will never get any quality time together." Quinn nods… she then holds out her empty glass. Rachel rolls her eyes, then pours her another glass. Quinn pretty much drowns herself in that glass. After Quinn finishes her wine and food, Rachel cleans up and puts the dishes in the dishwasher. Quinn watches how Rachel moves around the kitchen like it as her own. She puts the half empty bottle of wine back in the wine chiller and cleans up the rest of the mess she made earlier.

"How did I get so lucky," Quinn murmurs as she rests her forehead against the counter as she watches the brunette clean up the kitchen. Quinn was obviously feeling those two extraordinarily full glasses of wine. Rachel finishes putting away the leftovers. "And Beth likes you sooo mmmuch." Her voice is slightly slurred.

"Well, I like Beth too, she's like the sweetest kid I know." Quinn nods in agreement. "Come on, let's get you up to bed… what time do you need to be at work tomorrow?" She helps the blonde get up from the breakfast stool. Quinn grips onto the small brunette's waist as Rachel helps her to the master bedroom.

"I have to be there by seven, which means I have to leave at six thirty and be up by five… are you okay with being here before six thirty again?"

"Of course it's fine." She says as they walk up into the master bedroom.

"You know, I still don't see why you don't just stay here… we have plenty of space and then you wouldn't have to drive here every morning." Rachel sits the blonde on her bed.

Rachel wasn't a stay in nanny, she had her own place; well she lived with her parents still. Quinn had offered many times to set up a room for her, or even convert the finished basement into a mini apartment for her, but Rachel always told her no. She liked the Fabray's, and she liked being a nanny but she knew at some point they wouldn't need her anymore so she didn't want to move in only to move out in a couple of years. Beth was still young, but she would grow up and eventually Rachel's presents wouldn't be needed.

"Come on do you need help?" Rachel asks after a brief moment of silence. Quinn was watching her as she found a pair of silk pajamas for her to wear. She slowly unbuttons her blazer and lays it on the bed. Rachel quickly grabs it and hangs it on the nearby hanger. When she turns around Quinn, is sitting in her bra.

Rachel looks away, she can't help but blush a little. I mean this was her boss after all. Quinn on the other hand, was too far out of it to notice the younger girl's shyness. She pulls on the silk pajama top and starts to button it.

"So I was thinking…" Rachel grabs the discarded blouse and hangs it up too. "Beth and I could go into the city tomorrow. She said she wanted to go to the park and play if that's okay with you?" When Rachel turns back around Quinn is lying on her back trying to shimmy out of her pants, she was failing miserably, and was almost tempted to give up altogether. Rachel can't help but stare, it takes her a moment to snap out of it. "A-and… I was thinking maybe if your schedule wasn't too busy we could stop by at lunchtime, and maybe you two could have some mother daughter time together." She watches as Quinn's pants finally fall to the floor. "You know, like having lunch together."

Quinn sits back up.

"You know that's a great idea. I mean, if you're willing to drive her there," she yawns as she sits up her king sized bed and crawls under the cloud comforter. She didn't bother putting on the silk pants… because in the end she would somehow shimmy out of them during the night.

"Of course… plus it gets us out of the house for a few hours."

Rachel stands there for a moment before bending over to pick up the dress pants and hang them up.

"You're too good for us Rachel Berry." Quinn says sleepily as her eyes slowly close. Rachel smiles at the comment. She then quickly walks to the bedroom door and flips off the light.

"Goodnight Quinn."

"Goodnight Rachel…" and just before Rachel could close the door to leave Quinn shoots up in bed. "Oh, and drive home safe, and text me so I know you made it…" she says before she lays back down.

"Absolutely." It wasn't anything new, Quinn always told her to drive safe and text her to make sure she got home okay.

Rachel quickly did a once over of the house, checking on Beth before grabbing her stuff and walking out the door. She switched off the lights as she went, before walking out the door and activating the silent alarm, then finally locking both door locks. Quinn was woken from her sleep fifteen minutes later, as her phone went off. Rachel must have set it next to her before she left. She quickly reaches for the cell and checks the message. It was from Rachel, and it said she made it home. Quinn texted back Goodnight and fell back to sleep with little effort. Tomorrow would be another busy day, but at least she would see her daughter for lunch.

End…

This is something I've been thinking about and finally attempted to write…