Epilogue

10 years later

Quinn sat on her bed, in the big bedroom that sometimes felt way to empty even when Rachel was in it, because of how large it was. The whole house was large, thanks to her photography career and Rachel's stardom on Broadway. The blonde looked down at her wedding band, and began to fiddle with it nervously. They had been married since their third year of College, Quinn had been the one to propose and Rachel tackled Quinn that day, and said yes by making love to her. It had been perfect, and they had been happily married since. As the blonde stared down at her ring, she got sucked into her thoughts; she looked back up from her ring and glanced at one of her picture frames resting on her dresser. The picture was of Rachel, Quinn, Judy, Leroy and Hiram on their wedding day. Quinn had reconnected with her mother, it took a while but it had happened none the less.

"Sweetie, is it time yet?" Rachel asked loudly from inside the bathroom, which was connected to their bedroom. The blonde had no idea; she hadn't looked at the clock since Rachel had gone in there. Her eyes lifted from the picture and glanced over at the clock.

"It's time." Quinn said softly.

Rachel nervously came out of the bathroom, holding the pregnancy test in her hand. Quinn and Rachel looked at each other softly. When they chose to get pregnant it had taken a lot of convincing, because Quinn was afraid she'd turn out like her dad, but Rachel knew better. They had decided Rachel would be the one to carry, and the diva was okay with that because she claimed she needed a break from the spotlight. They had gone the old fashion technology way, simply with a sperm donor, and Rachel's egg. Quinn was more than okay with it; she thought that even if the kid didn't have her DNA it'd still be her kid.

Rachel sat down on the bed and gently grabbed Quinn's arm and placed it around her, "I can't look." Rachel mumbled.

Quinn chuckled and kissed her wife's forehead, "let do it together."

Rachel nodded and on the count of three they both looked down and happiness filled their hearts.

"We're having a baby!" Rachel yelled, with excitement.

"Oh my god..." Quinn said, and swallowed thickly.

Rachel raised an eyebrow and looked at her wife, "Baby, shouldn't you be a little happier about this?"

"Rach, I'm happy. I am. I just..." She looked at Rachel and leaned her forehead against the brunette's. "I don't want to be like him."

"Quinn Fabray you will never be like your father, you're far from it."

Quinn licked her lips and looked into Rachel's eyes, "I know, I just want you to know that I'll be a better parent, better than he ever was."

"I have no doubt in my mind Quinn." Rachel whispered, before connecting their lips in a soft kiss.

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A/N: thank you all for reading this story, I hope I left it on a good note and didn't give it a bad ending. The story had gone on a while and needed to be wrapped up. I am currently working on a new fanfiction (that's one of the reason's I didn't update this one in so long) it's a Faberry one, but it's different from anything I've ever written, and it's my first huge future Faberry Fic (besides a sequal I once wrote). It's also in my opinion the best one I have written so far but unfortunately it'll be a while till I upload it because unlike this one, I'm going to have it all written and complete before I begin to upload it, so that updates aren't as sparse and very close together, but are still there to keep you hanging on ;). Anyway thank you for all your support, and thank you for reading and enjoying my work. :)