#quinntiago

Tiago Lopez longs for his family so intensely that he can feel his bones ache. There are simply no words that can describe how much he needs to hold his kids and kiss his wife – and this from a man who deals with the written word for a living.

The surroundings become more familiar as the taxi nears his home. Gradually, he starts to recognise the streets, the trees, the closed storefronts. It's late and the further away from the airport, the fewer people are out. His head is throbbing slightly, the way it always does when he's been traveling. There's a reason he usually lets Jolene handle that part of the job.

He rests his head against the window, finally allowing himself to picture his family. He's been trying to stop himself lately, because it only made him miss them more. But he's so close to them now that he lets it all in.

He has no doubt that Quinn will have tried to wait up for him, but will have fallen asleep anyway. He texted her when he got into the taxi, so she knows when he'll be home and that will have only strengthened her determination to stay awake. He's pretty sure that Mateo will have gone through a similar ordeal. Quinn will have put him to bed with all his usual rutuals to assure a good night's sleep, but the little guy will have been too anxious for his daddy to come home to fall asleep. Riley, on the other hand, won't suffer the same fate. She'll have trusted her mommy when she told her that daddy would be home when she woke up – knowing her as he does, she'll have tried extra hard to fall asleep, so she could see her daddy sooner.

Tiago loves his job – a love that only grows deeper as the years go on and he gains experience and confidence. He knows he's very lucky that he's able to make a living from what is essentially a hobby – books, literature, fiction. He doesn't usually travel for work, though – he prefers to leave that to Jolene, who adores it. But this week-long trip happened to coincide with her long-awaited and well-deserved honeymoon with Jackson, and Tiago was the best person to fill in for her. He doesn't hate it, he even enjoyed himself – but he hates not seeing his family for an entire week.

Just thinking of them warms his heart and puts a smile on his face.

The love between him and Quinn seems to be stronger than ever – whenever he feels utterly convinced that he can't love her any more than he does, she does or says something that makes him fall for her all over again. Other times, just looking at her does the job. She's very career-driven, and he does wish she'd be home more often, or at least earlier at night – but he's known this woman for as long as he can remember. She's always been like this and she's not likely to change. He also knows how much she cares about their family and how hard she tries to make it work.

Mateo is a kick-ass son. He has his dad's jet-black hair, but his mommy's hazel eyes. He's a very affectionate boy, always up for a cuddle with his parents. He's a very brave, talkative little guy who loves to sing, dance and tell jokes. Mateo is also a great observer, noticing details and remembering them to a degree that amazes them often. He needs a lot of love, but Quinn and Tiago have a lot of love to give.

Riley, two years younger than her brother, is a gem of a girl. She has her mother's blonde locks and her daddy's chocolate brown eyes. Quinn and Tiago always joke that their two kids together can't deny being their parents' offspring. Riley is very driven – when she gets something into her head, she never gives up until she gets what she wants. It drives them crazy sometimes. Riley is also very creative. She loves stories and is so hooked on her daddy's bed-time stories that he Skyped with her while he was away to be able to read to her. He recorded himself reading stories for the days he couldn't Skype with her.

Tiago's heart is racing as the taxi stops in front of their house. He's such a homebody that Quinn often pokes fun at him for it, so to be away for an entire week has really stretched his limits. He pays the driver and thanks him. He's pretty sure he would hug the house if he could.

He makes his way inside, leaving his bag in the hallway. A light is shining from the living room and he eagerly makes his way there. His heart skips a beat when he sees his wife. She's awake, but looks extremely tired. It seems to him as if she only becomes more beautiful with age – and she was a stunner already when they were mere teenagers. He's really lost his heart to his woman, but he can't say he particularly minds. There's nobody else he'd want to belong to so irrevocably. "You look like you could sleep for a week, but still you're easily the most beautiful woman I've ever seen," he says softly.

Quinn treats him to a bright smile and they meet each other in the middle of the living room. Tiago wraps his arms around her waist and leans in to kiss her lips. Quinn pulls him closer and kisses him back hungrily, her lips so soft. Her breath is warm as she opens his mouth with hers and she slips her tongue inside. His heart stops and his mind blanks, but his body doesn't need any guidance from his brain. He licks her tongue, she bites his lip lightly. They kiss until they're out of breath, then they kiss again.

Finally, they just stand there, holding each other – and feeling utterly content.

"I'm so glad you're home, baby," Quinn says softly in his ear.

He shivers as her breath caresses his kin. "I missed you too. I have to say, I'm surprised you're awake. It's late and you must be so tired."

Quinn chuckles. "I'm guilty – I fell asleep. I did have the presence of mind to set my alarm for when I thought you'd be almost home, set it to vibrate and kept my phone on my chest so I'd definitely wake up."

Tiago smiles. "I'm jealous of your chest. I missed your chest a lot."

Quinn raises an eyebrow. "I'm sure you did. I got to say, I missed these arms of yours a lot too."

Tiago takes a deep breath. "Mrs Lopez – I would love nothing more than to take you right here, right now."

"But you want to go and check if your kids are still alive after a week without hugs from their daddy?" Quinn reads his mind. He can tell from the look on her face that she doesn't mind, though.

Tiago nods. "Yeah. Wish to join me on my investigation, dear Watson?"

Quinn laughs. "Jesus Christ, you are such a dork." But she takes his hand and they quietly make their way upstairs.

Tiago feels overwhelmed with a sense of belonging as he makes his way through the house. He's anxious not to make a sound on the stairs, hoping that he won't wake up those little bastards who took his breath away with their first. He wants nothing more than to talk to them, hug them and never let them go – but he also knows they really need their sleep.

He opens the door to Riley's room and tears well up in his eyes when he sees his little girl, sound asleep. His little angel, Riley Sophia Lopez. On her nightstand is a copy of the book she wants him to read to her next before bed. Her room is a mess – she definitely gets that from her daddy. He takes a deep breath, employing every bit of willpower he has not to go over there and take her in his arms. Quinn squeezes his hand and it settles him a bit.

Then he makes his way to Mateo's room. Mateo always leaves the door open. He's wearing his favourite pj's – the one with all the cars on it. He seems to be asleep and again, Tiago feels a surge of unconditional love when he sees this little man. Mateo's room the opposite of his sister's chaos-wise. His cars, planes, boats and other toys are all neatly and thoughtfully arranged. There's definitely a system in there somewhere. He takes after his mommy like that. The lamp on his nightstand is on, which means he had a nightmare earlier. It breaks Tiago's heart.

Just as he's about to leave, Mateo's eyes fly open. "Daddy!" he says excitedly as he jumps out of his bed.

"Shh, quiet, your sister's asleep," Quinn admonishes him gently.

"Sorry," Mateo says quickly, then runs to his daddy. Tiago scoots him up in his arms and hugs his son tightly, tears now flowing down his cheeks. "I missed you, daddy," Mateo says quietly.

"I missed you too, buddy," Tiago says, his voice thick with emotion. "Daddy missed you so, so much." He takes in the smell of his son and couldn't feel happier. Tiago blindly reaches for Quinn and she joins in the hug. Tiago wishes they could have Riley here too, but if they wake her up now, her mood will be terrible tomorrow.

"I hear you've been a very good boy, Mateo," Tiago says. "Daddy's very proud of you."

Mateo smiles brightly and in that instant resembles Quinn so much that it's uncanny. "I counted down the days until you were home, daddy. I even made a calendar, mommy taught me!"

Tiago grins. "That's awesome. Now you have to go back to sleep, alright? So you can have a good rest and do well in school tomorrow."

Mateo nods. "I can't wait to tell Miss Lauren that you're home!" Then he yawns, and Tiago puts him to bed. Usually, they sing a song together before he goes to sleep – softly, because Riley's already in bed by that time. But now, Mateo's already fallen asleep before his head hits the pillow.

Quinn and Tiago go to the master bedroom, closing the door behind them. Tiago makes his way to the ensuite bathroom, where he lets the tears flow freely. "I missed you guys so much," he manages to say.

Quinn pulls him close, embraces him lovingly. "We missed you too. But you're back now," she smiles.

They share a soft kiss before getting ready to go to bed. They have sex so often that a week without feeling that intimacy feels like a lifetime, but they're both too tired for that now and instead fall asleep in each other's arms, naked, taking comfort in feeling the other's skin against their own.

The next morning, Quinn moans softly when she wakes up. She stretches, opens her eyes and frowns in confusion when she spots her husband tiptoeing around the room.

"Honey? What are you doing?" she asks quietly.

Tiago stops and turns to her. "Shit, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up! I was going to go for a run. I only got in one run in San Francisco."

Quinn shakes her head with a chuckle. "You really are addicted. I respect that, I do – but come here and I'll give you a different kind of work-out," she winks, using a sultry voice.

Tiago's throat goes dry. "Aye aye, Captain Lopez."

Quinn throws back the covers, inviting him back to the bed. Tiago forgets all about his plans for a run.

They kiss hungrily, their hands roaming each other's bodies as they reconnect. Quinn flips them over so that she's on top. Tiago cups a breast, squeezing softly, then moves his hand to her ass, squeezing again.

Quinn kisses his neck, slowly, gently sucking on it. He moans when her tongue finds his pulse point. His dick brushes her pussy lips and she pushes her hips into his.

"I missed this spot," she says softly, moving her kisses to his shoulder. "And this spot." To his other shoulder. "And this spot." She gives him a long, very sensual kiss on the lips.

"I missed your lips," he says, then kisses her again.

Quinn moves her kisses to his cheeks, his ears, his chest, his nipples, his legs, his calves, repeating every single time how much she missed that spot. Then she reaches for his dick, which is already throbbing in anticipation.

She purses her lips and kisses the head. "And I missed you too, handsome. So much," she addresses his dick.

She opens her mouth and closes it around his cock. It stretches her mouth, she moans as she takes in his entire length. She pushes her tongue against his skin, her teeth lightly scraping – enough to elicit a hiss from him without pain. She sucks on his dick and fondles his balls, her nails pressing into them lightly.

Very slowly, she takes his dick out of her mouth, licking with the tip of her tongue. He feels his entire body tingle as she sucks on the head, explores under the ridge of his foreskin, then twirls her tongue around the head. While doing this, she closes a fist around his shaft and starts pumping.

Quinn licks her lips and smiles at Tiago, then repeats, but keeps his dick in her mouth longer. He combs his fingers through her hair, juts his hips up a little – involuntarily. She adjusts to it excellently.

Every time Quinn repeats these motions, she adds something – first a flutter of the tongue, then she hollows her cheeks around his throbbing member. He groans softly – this feels so incredibly good. Quinn increases the pace and moans when precum drips onto her tongue. It's becoming very difficult to keep quiet, but he manages – just enough.

Quinn bites a little, then soothes with her tongue. His dick leaves her mouth with a pop and she clearly can't get enough. Her hunger for his dick turns him on so much – and then she keeps him inside her mouth, sucking harder, moaning, sending vibrations over his cock. He doesn't have much control over his hips – they respond, she takes it.

"Babe," he pants. "Shit, I'm so close!"

Quinn knows what Tiago moans: if she doesn't want to swallow, now is the time to pull away.

Quinn Lopez does not pull away.

His balls tighten and send long ropes of hot seed into her mouth. She swallows and sucks, eagerly milking his cock. She sucks him off throughout his orgasm, then keeps suckling softly. She licks her lips happily.

Tiago's out of breath. Finally, he manages: "Quinn, that was incredible."

She winks at him. "I had some catching up to do."

He kisses her lips, tasting himself. Then he cups her boobs and turns their bodies around. She opens her legs for him. He breathes onto her pussy and she shivers. Tiago can feel her nipples harden against the palms of his hands. Her body shifts. He grins, then gives her lower lips an elaborate, open-mouthed kiss.

Quinn is so incredibly wet. The scent of her arousal hits his nose and he takes it in happily. Tiago licks the heavy folds and her body reacts when he reaches her clit. He circles her clit with the tip of his tongue, coaxes it out from under the hood, then closes his lips around it.

Her hips rise, he grabs her ass. He lets go of her clit, makes his way down applying pressure with his tongue, then circles her entrance. Slips his tongue inside, out, pumping – then up to her clit. He repeats the motions, building up a rhyhthm. She closes her legs around his head.

"Tiago," she moans. "So good!"

She bucks her hips into him, rocks them. He loves it. Then he focuses his tongue on her clit, keeps sucking. She almost passes out and when he bites down on it ever so gently, then licks it, she loses it. She squirts, and it's glorious. Tiago laps up her juices, then kisses his way from her pussy, over her stomach and her boobs, to her mouth.

Quinn is panting and delirious. The sight of her is so beautiful and eliciting her orgasm with his mouth always turns him on so much that his erection is almost painful.

Tiago guides his hard dick into her. She jumps lightly, but accepts him eagerly. He thrusts into her slowly, her wetness on his pelvis. His balls slap her thighs. She closes her legs around his hips and fucks him back.

Tiago closes his lips around a nipple and sucks on it happily – he loves her boobs and he knows it turns her on. He can feel the effect of his ministrations as her pussy tightens, her walls squeezing his dick.

He moves his mouth to her other breast, losing himself in the sensation of her warmth, the tightness as it becomes more and more difficult to push through.

She wraps her legs around his hips and locks her ankles, and his dick goes even deeper, his balls tightening. She slaps his ass, her pussy traps his dick – she's now fucking him from underneath him. Her athleticism will never cease to amaze him – and never cease to make him come so fucking hard. Tiago grunts when he feels that sweet release, spurt after spurt of cum filling up his wife. It seems to go on for ages, and then her pussy flutters around his dick, her orgasm prolonging his own. She holds on to his strong arms, pushes herself up a little - her pussy keeps spasming, and it blows his mind.

He collapses next to her and they find each other in a cuddle. They share a lazy kiss and Quinn nestles her head on Tiago's chest. "I love you," she whispers.

He kisses her lips. "I love you too."

"I'm happy you got up early for that run, so we could do this before the kids wake up," Quinn grins. "I'm such a fan of your runs."

Tiago laughs. "I bet you are. I have to say, as much as I love working out, I vastly prefer this. We should probably get dressed now, though. Get breakfast ready for Mateo and Riley."

Quinn kisses his neck. "Good idea."

They take a shower – separately, because they both know they'll get distracted if they don't. Tiago prepares breakfast as Quinn goes to wake up the kids.

"Is daddy home?" he hears Riley ask excitedly.

Then she storms down the stairs, runs to her dad and he manages to catch her before she tackles him. He hugs her tightly as she settles on his arm. "Hey there, baby girl! Daddy missed you loads!"

Riley grins at him. "I missed you too, daddy! I saw you lots but I missed your hugs."

Tiago grins and kisses her hair, hugs her again. "Want some breakfast?"

Then Mateo comes downstairs. He pouts when he sees Riley in Tiago's arms.

"Don't be jealous," Quinn says when she sees their son's face. "You got to hug daddy last night," she says to him softly, making sure Riley doesn't hear. Luckily, Riley is too wrapped up in her father to hear it.

"Come here, let's have a family hug," Tiago suggests.

He lies down next to Quinn, his hand on her belly. Her pregnancy is showing nicely and Tiago loves nothing better than to hang out with their baby. It distracts him from pretty much anything.

"Hi there, little one. Your daddy loves you very much, yes he does! What's that?" He puts his ear on Quinn's belly. "You want a story? A story you shall have!"

Quinn giggles. "Shouldn't you be leaving for work, handsome?" she asks, combing her fingers through his jet black hair.

He looks up at her and then leans in to kiss her softly. "Work can wait a few more minutes."

Quinn moans, knowing full well this kind of kiss tends to lead to something more. She has the hardest time removing herself from the kiss. "Sweetie, you really have to head to work if you don't want to be late. You can read our baby a story when you get back."

Tiago sighs and pouts, but knows it's useless once his wife has made up her mind. "Alright. I'll see you tonight." He can't resist a final kiss before heading out.

Fran sips from her cup of tea, a smile spreading on her face. "This is delicious, Quinn! I didn't know you were so well-versed in the making of tea."

Quinn smiles as she takes a sip herself. "Well, you know Tiago, he's coffee all the way. But the second we knew I'm pregnant, he did extensive research - you'd think he was writing a thesis. He concluded that while technically it would be okay to have a little bit of coffee a day, the entirety of his research gave him so much cause to worry he'd rather I didn't. So I've started drinking tea instead."

Fran laughs. "He really worries too much. You know, I don't think anyone in this world could get you to stop drinking coffee - but it totally makes sense that Tiago would manage it."

Quinn shrugs. "I'm fine with it, really. I'd looked into it myself a little and while I'm sure nothing would happen to the baby if I would just stick to the advised amount, it's just not worth it to me. I can do without. Especially after Tiago's explanation of what could happen."

"Wait, let me guess, he made a PowerPoint?" Fran teases.

"Almost!" Quinn smiles. "He means well, though. He offered to stop drinking coffee, to be sympathetic with me. I told him I'd prefer our baby to have a living daddy."

Fran nods seriously. "You made the right call there. He would positively die without his coffee. It'd be like taking his books away. So, how is the little one?"

"Actually, the little one is the reason I asked you to come over. You're my sister, Fran, you've known me since I was born. While you haven't always been there physically, you've been the one person who knows exactly what it was like growing up with our parents. Charlie knows fairly well, she's a Fabray after all. And Tiago's been there for as long as I can remember and been my best friend for as long as I can remember, so he knows a great deal about it as well. But you lived it. And I'm so glad and proud that after all the shit we went through, we're so close at this point. When dad kicked me out, you gave me the opportunity to build my life, to go to college and then work for you. I have so much to thank you for and because of everything you've done for me and what you mean for me, I want to ask you to be our little baby's godmother."

Fran has tears in her eyes by the time Quinn finishes her speech. "Shit, Quinn, you can't make me cry like this! I'm your big bad sister! Of course I want to be little Lopez' godmother." She gets up to hug her sister firmly. "So, when will we know if I'm going to have a goddaughter or a godson?"

Seeing her sister cry made Quinn cry a little as well. "We'll know on Friday. Tiago's seeing Lessa afterwards and he's going to ask her to be our baby's godmother as well, so don't tell her just yet?"

Fran shakes her head and smiles. "Silent as the grave. Do you have names yet?"

Quinn bites her lip. She had expected this question, so she and Tiago have discusses whether they want to tell people. No matter the gender of their baby later, if they share the names now and their second baby is a different gender, the name won't be a surprise to anyone. They also agree it feels unfair to tell the godmothers the names they have in mind since they'll know the name before the actual godparents of their second baby.

Of course, they could wait until they know the gender and then tell Fran and Lessa, but they both prefer to share the gender and keep the name to themselves. "We've decided not to tell anyone the names yet. But you and Lessa will be the first to know if I go into labour, I promise."

"That's fine," Fran grins. "I'm so excited! I'm going to be a godmother!"

It seems as if they had so much trouble getting pregnant, karma has decided they've been through enough and the pregnancy goes by without any issues.

She's glad that she's getting much closer to her mom now. She never would have expected how good it would be to actually have a relationship with her again.

Quinn can't describe her happiness to a living soul. If anyone had told her fifteen years ago she'd be having a baby with Santiago Lopez, she'd have burst out in laughter, but now she finds there is no greater gift than to carry their baby. She shakes her head when she considers for just how long she's been blind to her own feelings. She never would have thought there can be such a thin line between friendship and romance.

The look on Tiago's face when the baby kicks for the first time and he hurries over to her to feel the second kick - "our little soccer player!" - fills her with so much love for her husband it makes her sob helplessly. He takes excellent care of her every need.

Her every need.

Luckily, their needs match perfectly.

On a Saturday morning, Quinn is watching herself in the mirror when Tiago wraps his arms around her from behind, kissing a trail from her neck to her ear. "You're so sexy, baby," he whispers softly.

The hairs rise on her arms and for a moment, she feels weak in the knees. She turns her head to him and captures his lips. "Show me just how sexy you think I am," she orders him, with a meaningful glint in the eye.

He smiles into the kiss and not much later, both are naked and horny like teenagers. Quinn cups Tiago's ass with one hand, using the other to stroke his cock to its full length. They're still kissing, their hands exploring each other's bodies, touching each other in those places they know drive the other crazy.

Tiago guides them to bed and Quinn turns her back to him as she lies down, opening her legs willingly. Her belly has become too protruded to have sex comfortably in most of the ways they're used to.

Quinn reaches behind her and Tiago knows what she wants - he lies down, his hard cock against her lovely behind, slipping a hand between her legs. She opens them willingly and he brings his fingers to her clit, rubbing it expertly as he feels her pussy getting wetter.

The sounds she makes, the feeling of her hard clit under his fingers. The sight of her breasts that have grown so much during the pregnancy inviting him to make her feel even better. He slips his free arm under her body and cups one breast, taking care to be gentle and not hurt her. He softly plays with the flesh, stroking her nipple as he guides his dick to her entrance and pushes himself into her pussy.

It took a while for them to find a good pace, Quinn wanting to be fucked harder than ever while Tiago is afraid of hurting her or the baby - but they have definitely found it now. Quinn is a quivering mess in Tiago's arms as he thrust his rock hard dick into her tight pussy, her wet walls hugging him as he works to make her feel good.

Quinn knows she's loud, but she just doesn't care. The feeling of being enclosed in Tiago's strong arms, his balls slapping against her ass, his dick stretching and filling her to the hilt - she can't stop herself. And why should she?

"Harder," she pleads.

He follows her command immediately and adds strength to his thrusts. He surprises her by bringing his fingers back to her clit, stroking it with every push. Quinn turns her head and looks up at him, her eyes filled with lust and need. She opens her mouth and a deep cry escapes as his dick hits her G-spot, her eyes rolling back in her head.

Tiago grins and licks his lips when he feels her pussy walls squeezing his throbbing member. He pants, working harder than ever against the increasing resistance. Quinn smirks at him and he knows she's manipulating her walls to make this even better for him. He's quite loud himself when he's pumping into her and doesn't manage to get out right away, her pussy squeezing him as he's stuck.

He loses it completely when Quinn pushes her ass into him and the seed spills from his dick and keeps spilling.

"Yes, fill me up," Quinn moans. "Fuck yes!" she cries out when her own orgasm overwhelms her. Feeling her come around his cock triggers a second orgasm for him, a completely unexpected one. They ride out the waves of their orgasms and then Tiago pulls out slowly.

Quinn turns onto her back, a blissful smile gracing her beautiful face. Tiago leans over her on his arms, careful not to rest on her belly. He kisses her lips, then licks her breasts and nipples carefully before making his way to her belly. He puts both hands around it and then rests his ear on it. He closes his eyes with a smile. "I love you both so much," he whispers.

Quinn draws him up and he lies down next to her. She looks into his chocolate brown orbs and means it with every fibre of her body when she says: "We love you too."

Tiago blushes and smiles. "I can't wait for our little boy to arrive."

Santiago is pacing around the room. "But you might give birth today!"

"I might," Quinn agrees. "And I might not. Look, Tiago, I know you. You won't go far. You can't put everything on hold until he's here. I'm not saying you have to make a trip or leave for the day. I just think it'll be good for you to go on that run and clear your head a little. You're a nervous wreck as it is."

Tiago wants to protest, but the doorbell rings. "I'll get it," Tiago says needlessly. Even if Quinn had planned to open the door, her husband would beat her to it anyway.

A few seconds later, Jolene enters the living room in her running gear, a frown on her face. "Why is Tiago not ready for our run? Don't tell me I got the wrong day!"

Quinn shakes her head and smiles. "No, you got the right day. Mister Lopez is just scared our baby will be born without him present."

Jolene quirks an eyebrow. "We're going on a run, we're not exactly planning a trip to Australia here."

Quinn throws her arms into the air. "Thank you, Jolene! That's exactly what I said. He's like a headless chicken, I swear to God!"

Tiago pouts and it breaks Quinn's heart. "But of course I love you for it, baby. I just wish you'd go and put on your stuff, okay?"

Quinn's phone alerts her to a text and she turns the device to Tiago.

I'm here and I'm coming inside, so you two best cover up and save my eyesight! x Lessa

"Why's Lessa coming over?" Tiago wonders. "Not that I mind."

Quinn explains. "I asked her to come over because I knew you'd never leave me alone so close to my due date. Will you go on your run now? You know you need it."

Tiago bites his lip, then sighs. "Fine."

He greets his sister, who's just entered the living room, and then goes upstairs to change.

Quinn asks Jolene about Jackson. Everyone's glad those two found each other again and managed to talk through any issues that were left. Tiago insists the fact that he went and had a talk with Jackson about what he was doing is what made Jackson see sense - but Quinn has no doubt that while it helped, they'd get there eventually. They're just as meant to be as Quinn and Tiago are. That's why Jackson's no longer going on missions or tours, but took a job with the army that allows him to stay in the US and build a family some day.

Tiago and Jolene leave for their run and Lessa pops in the DVD she brought.

The first thing going through Quinn when she feels her water break is: "Of course Tiago has to be right."

Lessa is totally engrosses in the movie, looking so much like her brother it's uncanny, and Quinn has to shout to get her attention.

"Are you okay, Quinn?" Lessa asks, completely bewildered.

"You might want to call your brother. I think my water just broke."

"Oh my god! Sure! Fuck! Okay! Yes!"

Lessa calls her brother and doesn't need to put the phone on speaker for Quinn to hear what's going on.

Lessa's not concerned about phrasing. "Tiago get your ass home Quinn's water broke you have to get here now!"

"What?!" Tiago shouts. "I knew it! I knew he'd be here today! I'm coming!"

Then Quinn hears Jolene's voice: "Tiago! Calm down! Breathe!"

Tiago comes back to the phone. "I'm on my way! Call the midwife!"

Despite everything, Quinn has to laugh because this is so typical. Lessa calls the midwife and immediately hands the phone to Quinn, who answers her question as calmly as she can manage. Which is not calm at all.

Exactly 17 minutes later, Tiago storms into the house, out of breath and barely able to talk. "Why - you - here - h-hospital?"

Lessa squints her eyes. "Exactly how far from home were you and where is Jolene?"

Quinn throws Tiago the water bottle that's next to her and he has just enough presence of mind to catch it. He drinks and regulates his breath. "We were about 5km away. Why are you not at the hospital? Are you having contractions?"

"We called the midwife, she's on her way. No to the contractions. Now go and have a quick wash while I call Fran, I promised her I would. Where the hell is Jolene?"

"She told me to go for it. Never ran this fast in my life. Probably a record. I can feel our baby boy is bringing me good luck," he grins.

"Actually - yes to the contractions!" Quinn gasps.

Tiago hurries upstairs.

"We're not calling anyone else yet, not until after I've given birth", Quinn tells Lessa as she dials Fran's number.

A few minutes later, Jolene arrives. The midwife is right behind her and by then, Tiago has come downstairs. The midwife judges they should head to the hospital right away.

"Right," Tiago nods, grabbing his keys. "It's safe, right? Nothing's going to happen on the way there?" His eyes haven't left his wife for a second.

Lessa frowns. "No way you're driving, you'd have to look away from Quinn and you're panicky enough as it is. I'm driving, you're in the back with Quinn."

"Good call," the midwife agrees.

Tiago supports Quinn to the car. Jolene puts a hand on his arm. "Good luck, daddy."

He grins. "Thanks. I'll call you when he's born."

"I'm so excited!"

In the following hours, everything seems to happening fast and slowly at once. Tiago is there for Quinn all the way, letting her squeeze his hands as she pushes, doing everything he can to make this easier on her - which is not much, actually.

He tries to keep a clear head, but really he's worried sick about getting something wrong. His heart is racing and twice, the doctor has to tell him to calm down for Quinn's sake. Quinn had expected this, but she does need Tiago to be strong for her.

It's when she tells him this that he takes a deep breath, nods, and mans up.

After what feels like ages of pushing, little Lopez finally greets the world with a loud cry. Tiago cuts the umbilical cord and the doctor takes away their baby to wash him.

Tiago looks stupefied. "He's beautiful, Quinn. He's absolutely perfect."

It feels entirely too long before their baby is given to her so she can hold him. Tiago sits down next to her and looks at their baby in wonder. He touches his cheek with a finger, his hand trembling.

"Welcome, Mateo Diego Lopez," Tiago smiles, his voice full of love.

Quinn looks at her baby, who is indeed so absolutely perfect, then at her husband, who looks at their Mateo as if he'd give his life for this little man - and she knows they both would. They'll both do everything to make Mateo the happiest kid in the world. They'll give him all they have to give.

After the confirmation from the doctor, they did tell Charlie right away. After congratulating them, she told them honestly that she was happy for them, but also relieved for herself - because what they'd asked of her was a huge responsibility and she'd felt so torn between wanting to help them and knowing in her heart she couldn't do it.

Tiago and Quinn agree that their sisters are the next who should need to know. They also agreed to tell them on the same day, so one wouldn't know before the other did. They invited Tiago's parents and Holly and Emma over for a weekend in New York so they can tell them in person.

Quinn feels a bit nervous when she goes to Fran's office. Fran's secretary lets her through immediately. Her hand trembles when she knocks on the door - and she feels silly. She knows this is Fran, her sister. It's nothing like telling her parents would have been.

"Come in!" comes her sister's authoritative voice.

Quinn enters Fran's office timidly, closing the door behind her. Fran offers her a smile and closes down the lid of her laptop. "Hi, Quinn. Everything okay? Please don't tell me you've unearthed more morons in my firm."

Quinn has to smile at that. "No, nothing like that." She sits down and takes a deep breath. "But I do have to tell you something. I know the terms of our deal - I'd work for you for five years straight out of law school. I know I graduated not that long ago."

Quinn silently curses herself. She'd rehearsed her speech, planned to give it on a Friday to give her sister the weekend to think about it. She'd reminded herself that there was nothing to be nervous about, that even though Fran didn't feel the need to start a family, it didn't mean she would resent Quinn for taking a different road. She hates that even though she's been working here for a couple of years now, and she's clearly trusted and valued, she still gets anxious the way she did as a child.

Fran frowns, clearly not understanding where the conversation is going. She pushes back her chair and stands up, moving closer to Quinn, sitting down on the edge of her desk. "What is it, Quinn? Did you get an offer from a different firm and are you asking me permission to leave?"

Quinn is startled - by the notion, but also by the sadness and disappointment in her sister's voice. Before she can answer, Fran continues: "Because I would hate to lose you around here, Quinn. You do great work and I trust you. Of course, I won't try to keep you here after those five years are up if that's not what you want, but I truly see a future for you here. You're my sister and I will freely admit that putting you through college financially in exchange for your work up until five years after graduation - that's not something I would have done for just anyone. It's not something I would have done if I didn't believe in you from the start, either. I want you to be happy, I truly do, but if you're asking me to leave, I'm afraid I can tell you right now without even consulting my husband - I can't let you do that. We did have a deal."

Her sister has been talking so rapidly that Quinn hasn't been able to get in a word. But when Fran takes a breath, Quinn grabs her chance. "Fran - it's nothing like that. I don't want to leave. I love it here - I'm learning so much and I can see myself growing in this place. I really hope after those five years I can stay. I wanted to tell you something else."

Fran smiles again. "Oh, wow, I'm so relieved, Quinn!"

Quinn shakes her head. "Way to jump to conclusions, Fran. But I am flattered that you would hate losing me that much. Anyway, what I wanted to say is…" Quinn can't keep a huge smile from her face. "Tiago and I are expecting a baby. I took a test and we already went to the doctor's to be sure, and I'm finally pregnant!"

Fran pulls Quinn up and wraps her arms around her sister for a giant hug. "I'm so happy for you guys, Quinn! Why were you so nervous about telling me, though?"

Quinn tears up a little, as much from happiness as from relief. "I know we had that deal about working here after graduation. I know this might not be the best time to be getting pregnant, that it's interrupting that time."

Fran smiles and shakes her head. "Jesus, mom and dad did a number on you, didn't they? Of course I never expected you to take the deal so strictly that you had to wait to start a family until after. It's your life. I know you and Tiago longed for this and I have to say, I'm a bit surprised it didn't happen sooner."

"I want to give this my full attention," Quinn explains. "Pregnancy, having a baby. I couldn't do that while I was in school."

Fran nods. "Yeah, I get that. Jesus, I'm so proud of you. Look at you! You did so well as an undergraduate, you excelled in law school, passed the LSATs and the bar test with flying colors. It's like you're a superhuman, you make it look so effortless. You also got married and now you're going to have a family. You're so goddamn strong, I admire you."

Quinn chuckles, blushing a little at the praise. "I honestly don't know if I could have done it without Tiago to support me. It wasn't effortless at all. If it wasn't for him knowing me so well and looking out for me, I might have ended up in hospital more than once. I worked my ass off for this and he helped make it possible. You have no idea how much I love that man, Fran. He was there for me when I got kicked out, he was there for me during every crisis - and I had more than a few. He was there to force me to eat while I was buried in books, to calm me down when I felt overwhelmed, to encourage me when I felt like giving up."

Fran nods. "You and Tiago are really so good together. I'm happy you have him, Quinn. So… are you going to tell mom about it?"

Quinn looks down, worries her lip. Then sighs. "I don't know. I still don't know how to handle her. I feel angry about what she did, but at the same time, she's still our mother. And she's trying. It's really stupid because I'd never do what she did to me, but since I know I'm pregnant - I just keep thinking that I'd want my kid to give me the time of day. I don't know this tiny person yet, they're not even a tiny person yet, and already I feel so connected to them. Tiago's parents and Holly and Emma are coming over for the weekend and we're going to tell them. I've considered having mom there, but it feels so unfair to Holly. Holly took me in, did so much for me. She was what I needed mom to be."

Fran shakes her head. "You know, Quinn, I'm sure Tiago has told you this millions of times - but you really shouldn't analyse so much and listen to your feelings more. It's great that you have such an analytical mind at work, but you need to let that go in your private life. Maybe give mom a call after the weekend?"

Quinn smiles and nods. "Okay. I will. Thanks for the advice."

Lessa groans. "Why did you absolutely have to see me this early?" She rubs her eyes and yawns.

"It's 9 am, Lessa. It's hardly early. Just because you have no classes on Friday morning doesn't mean you have to party every Thursday night." Tiago doesn't even realize his lecturing tone.

Lessa groans again. "You sound just like Bridget. Or like mom and dad would, if they knew. You're my big brother, have some mercy?"

Tiago frowns and sounds actually worried when he asks: "You and Bridget are okay, right? You're not having any problems?" He knows how much his sister loves her girlfriend and he knows how heartbroken she'd be if it went wrong with Bridget.

Lessa grins. "Nah, we're okay. Bridget just wants me to study more, she thinks I could do better in school if I just worked harder. But hey, as long as I'm passing everything," she shrugs.

"Bridget is right, you know. Important life lesson: always listen to your girlfriend. Even when you think you know better, you really don't. She knows you better than you know yourself. I've never once regretted taking Quinn's advice." Tiago sips from his coffee.

"That's because you're whipped," Lessa teases.

Tiago huffs. "And you're not?"

"Anyway, what did you want to see me about?"

Tiago grins. "Well, Lessa, I need to tell you that you will have to be more responsible from now on for a very good reason."

Lessa frowns, clearly trying to work it out. "Go on, then. What is it?"

"Pretty soon, you'll feel that you have to set a good example."

Lessa seems horrified for a second. "Did they discover a woman can get another woman pregnant and I missed it and now I made Bridget pregnant without knowing it? I'd never before tried that thing we did then, I had no idea!"

Tiago is stunned for a second. "That… that doesn't even make any sense, Lessa Lopez. Also, TMI."

Lessa groans for the third time. "Jesus, Tiago, just get on with it! Less drama, more action."

Tiago smiles triumphantly - usually, he'd bicker over that, but now's not the time. "In a few month's time, you'll be auntie Lessa."

Lessa's eyes go wide. "You and Quinn are having a baby?"

Tiago nods proudly. "Yep. We're telling mom and dad this weekend."

Lessa grins and gives her brother a very tight hug. "That's awesome! I'm going to be an aunt! You're having a baby!"

Tiago smiles, so damned happy. "We're having a baby."

Quinn looks around the table and realizes quite how lucky she got. Maribel is scolding Lessa over something as if she were still ten years old. Emma is talking to Bridget about her job, since Bridget has an interest in doing something similar. Guillermo is talking to Holly about cars, a shared interest of theirs.

Tiago looks at Quinn and she knows they're thinking the same thing. They nod and Quinn clears her throat. Nobody seems to hear her over all their conversations. So Tiago stands up and takes Quinn's hand. "Guys!" he shouts.

That makes them look up, slightly confused, but mostly curious.

"There's a reason we all asked you here for the weekend."

"I knew it!" Guillermo exclaims. "You are plotting to murder us all for the inheritance! Our final hour has come!"

Maribel slaps her husband. "Don't be so silly. Let them talk!"

"See where Tiago's flair for the dramatic came from?" Lessa says to Bridget under her breath.

"I heard that," Tiago says. "But luckily for you, we have something more important to tell people than the fact that I caught Lessa with a stack of dirty magazines when she was supposed to be innocent at 13."

Lessa groans and hides her reddening head behind her hands. The others laugh.

Tiago continues. "Anyway, what we want to tell you is… damn, I should have prepared to play a recording of a drumroll - anyway, you guys are going to be grandparents! Well, Holly and Emma not technically, but in spirit, so-" The last sentence is lost in Maribel's shriek of happiness.

"Pregnant! My baby boy is going to be a daddy! Oh, I'm so happy!" Maribel is sobbing and she hugs Tiago and Quinn at the same time.

Guillermo is quiet, fighting tears, but it's no use. "I'm really happy for you too. You're going to make a great family!" he tells them before giving a hug.

Holly looks as proud as the others. "You're going to make awesome parents, Quinn. I feel really honored that you chose to tell us along with Tiago's parents. I know I'm not your mom, but I care about you two a lot."

"You did what a mom is supposed to do, you were there when I needed you and that's so much more important to me," Quinn says, then accepts the hugs from Holly and Emma, who congratulates her as well.

Suddenly, Maribel notices something. "You don't seem surprised, Lessa?"

"I hope you don't mind, but I told Lessa yesterday," Tiago says.

"I told Fran yesterday," Quinn explains. "And we wanted to tell our sisters at the same time. Charlie knows too."

The rest of the evening, they talk happily. They explain why Charlie needed to be the first to know. They talk about raising kids, everything that comes with starting a family. Quinn has never felt happier in her entire life.

A few weeks later, Quinn walks around the house and it feels like she's floating with happiness. She can see their little one running around already. Fran has forced her to take the afternoon off - she's very worried about Quinn having too much stress.

It's quite insane how many books Tiago has already managed to gather on pregnancy and parenthood. Thinking about him makes her stomach flutter - and her mouth water. Of all pregnancy clichés, she is most definitely experiencing the insane amount of craving for sex. She quite simply longs to have his cock, everywhere. Ever since she got home, she hasn't been able to stop thinking about it. She can feel her clit throbbing with need and she knows she won't be able to bear it, so she takes care of herself, thinking of her hot husband.

Even though the orgasm feels relaxing, it's not enough to satiate her. So when Tiago walks through the door, she jumps him and kisses him so heavily he almost topples over. He kisses her back just as passionately, holding her close.

"Hi," he breathes after they let go.

"Hi," Quinn says quickly. "I wanna suck your dick."

Tiago laughs. "You just can't get enough, can you?" It's a revelation to him how much sex two people can have. But even as he's saying the words, Quinn is already taking off his clothes.

When she has him naked, he surprises her by scooping her up and carrying her to the bedroom. Quinn giggles. "Remember that orgasm you gave me when you went down on me last night?"

Tiago nods. "I'm sure you woke up the entire neighbourhood."

"That's what I'm going to do to you," she winks.

They reach the bedroom and Quinn immediately wraps her fingers around Tiago's dick. She squeezes it softly and works up her fist around his shaft in a pulsing manner. She kisses him on the lips, the neck, then his abs.

When she has his dick hard in her fist, she leans down and licks around the head of his dick, the tip of her tongue teasing his glans. She wraps her lips around his member and sucks him slowly, pushing her tongue against the vein running underneath. She fondles his balls as she takes in more and more of his dick, hollowing her cheeks around it, loving every second.

Quinn fully enjoys the feeling of her mouth being stretched by Tiago's hard dick, the taste of his precum on the back of her tongue. She guides him into her throat and gags, his hips jerking at the sensation. But Quinn takes it - she loves it. She hums, the vibrations making his dick even harder than it already was. Then she swallows and Tiago groans deeply.

She lets go, sucking, licking. When he's out of her entirely, she kisses his wet dick everywhere before taking it in her mouth again. She bobs her head up and down over his rock hard shaft, squeezing his balls, occasionally taking him all the way into her throat.

Tiago can't hold it anymore and he tries to warn her, but she's too engrossed in what she's doing. She knows his body so well, though - she so she comes up and sucks even harder, eliciting his orgasm.

She swallows every last drop of cum he shoots and revels in the feeling. This is what she's been longing for all day. She keeps sucking him softly, until his dick goes limp in her mouth.

"Wow, Quinn," Tiago breathes. "Damn."

She smirks. "Told you I'd give you what you gave me last night."

Tiago kisses her, tasting himself on her lips. "I love you so much, Quinn."

They smile at each other. "I love you too. I'm so happy about the baby. I'm so happy to have a kid with you, I feel so lucky. I just know you'll be the best daddy in the world."

"You're going to make a great mom too, Quinn. We're going to raise an awesome kid. You know, I already know people will ask if I want a boy or a girl, but it doesn't matter to me. I just want a healthy, happy baby with you."

Quinn nods. "I feel the same way." They share another kiss. "Have you got any ideas for baby names?"

Tiago grins. "Yeah. I like a few names for girls, and I have some in mind for boys. But I want you to really like the name too. So I thought we could both write down the names we had in mind and see if any match or jump out. Do you want to do that now or wait?"

"That sounds great. But we have months to do this and your plan has a better way of working if both find some more names."

Tiago nods. "That's true. You're right, as always."

They lie together for a while, kissing, touching gently. When Tiago slips his hand into Quinn's panties and feels her wetness, he shudders. "Damn, Quinn, you should've said something."

"I wanted you to fully recover from the blowjob so you can take me the way I need you to right now," Quinn says so matter-of-factly that it makes her words even sexier. She feels so much more at ease talking about sex and what she needs now. Tiago has already told her how amazing it is to him that she seems to have grown so much from when they were teenagers, yet she's still the same person.

But then the same goes for Tiago - he's also grown. He still gets jealous and protective, but he's not as petty and as pushy as he used to be. It seems their edges are wearing off and it feels so comforting that they fell in love when they were both so much more extreme. It's definitely a plus that Tiago has grown from a good-looking, sexy teenage boy to a handsome, super sexy man.

Tiago takes off Quinn's clothes and kisses her entire body, working his way from her ears to her lips, from her neck to her chest, her stomach to her legs, and finally between her legs.

"Your dick," Quinn groans. "I'm so wet and I need your dick, please - you can go down on me later if you want to but right now, I need you to fill me up."

Her voice, the way she looks, so sexy - and then her hand around his dick again, he's hard in no time. He guides his dick between her legs and rubs it all over her pussy, coating his cock in her wetness, before pushing inside.

He works his way through the friction, his entire body tensing with pleasure when he feels the warmth of her pussy. He fits inside of her so perfectly as he fills her to the hilt - then he pulls out and slowly fills her up again. The next thrust is harder, and the next one even harder.

But not enough for Quinn. "More, Tiago," she groans. "I need it harder."

"What if I hurt the baby?" Tiago asks worriedly.

Quinn laughs. "I doubt you'll hurt the baby, stud. Just trust me and take me."

Tiago nods. He keeps the pace slow, but thrusts hard, balls slapping against her thighs, going with the delicious sounds she makes. Such loud sounds, too - it turns him on to no end. When he feels her walls flutter around his hard cock, his orgasm overwhelms him. He fills her up, releasing so much cum it drips out of her.

Quinn's body trashes violently underneath him as she rides the waves of her own orgasm. She's so beautiful - her entire body flushed, sweaty, smelling of sex.

He smiles and kisses her again. "That what you needed?"

Quinn nods. "So much. Can we go again?" she asks eagerly.

Quinn doesn't know how to feel. Instead of calling her mother, she decided to be an adult and ask her to come for lunch that Saturday. But as she's finishing their meal, she's starting to doubt whether she's really ready for this. Suddenly, she wishes Tiago was there - but she knows she has to come to terms with her mother first. After all, Tiago isn't entirely over what happened either. So she sent him out and he went to lunch with Jolene.

Rationally, she knows her mother's trying. She knows that she has to give her mother credit for the fact that she left her father, that she didn't keep putting up with his shit. But when she does as Fran says and listens to her feelings, that still tells her that Judy Fabray waited too damn long to become Judy Reid again. When Russell threw his own daughter out because he thought she had a relationship with someone who happened to have a hispanic surname and hispanic ancestors, Judy didn't stand up for her. Instead, she turned to the bottle.

And Quinn wants to try, because what she told Fran was true - she'd want her kid to at least try and forgive her. But that doesn't mean it's easy. Then again, spending time with Guillermo and Maribel and seeing them with Tiago over the weekend - it's made her realize that she will have to come to terms with having her mother in her life again.

The moment she told her mother she could be present at the wedding, she let her back in her life. She can't keep shutting her out whenever it's convenient. She has to be an adult now, for her and for their baby.

When she hears a car outside, Quinn looks out of the window and sees Judy. As she walks to the front door, Quinn can immediately tell that her mother tried at least five outfits before deciding on this one. Quinn can tell how nervous her mother is. It softens her heart a little. The doorbell rings.

"Hi, mom," Quinn says softly as she opens the door.

Judy smiles brightly and holds out her arms, awkward and self-conscious. Quinn takes a deep breath and accepts the hug tentatively. She's surprised at the intensity with which her mother holds her close. Judy doesn't let go either.

When they finally pull back, Judy has tears in her eyes. "I'm so glad you invited me, Quinn Fabray. I know not to assume this means anything, but to me, it does. I've missed my little girl."

Quinn takes a deep breath. There are about a million things she could say to that, but she doesn't want to get into that now. At the same time, she won't lie and say she missed her mother. She's been too angry to miss her, and she wasn't exactly Mother of the Year before that either. So she keeps it to this: "It's actually Quinn Lopez, mom."

Judy nods. "Of course, sorry, force of habit. I'm glad you invited me, Quinn Lopez."

First, Quinn shows Judy around the house. She put Tiago's books about pregnancy and parenthood on the shelves earlier, where they don't stand out so much. "This is a beautiful place, Quinn," Judy smiles - and Quinn can tell she means it. "I love how you've decorated it as well."

"We love it," Quinn nods. "We did it together. It's not perfect, but it's our home and we've got time. Would you like a glass of wine?"

Judy shakes her head. "Thank you for the offer, but I've actually stopped drinking. I haven't touched a drop of alcohol in seventeen months now. I'm an addict, Quinn, I know that now. I'm an alcoholic - when I was with your father to dull the pain and hopelessness, after I left him to deal with the fear of a new life. But I'm sober now."

Quinn smiles and wraps her arms around Judy, spontaneously. "That's really good. I'm proud of you, mom. I mean that."

Judy's tearing up again. "Oh gosh, you must think I'm such a sentimental old lady, crying all the time. This all just means so much to me. I'll just have a glass of water, if that's okay?"

Quinn makes her way to the kitchen to get that glass of water and to get the lasagna out of the oven. She grabs her phone and texts her husband. Everything's okay. Apparently, she's sober now. We hugged twice. Haven't told her about the baby yet. Love you lots xxx Q

He immediately texts back. Okay, thx for letting me know. I'm proud of you. Love you loads & heaps & mountains! xxxxxx T

She has to smile at that. Just at that moment, Judy enters the kitchen, offering to help. Quinn puts her phone away. "That was Tiago," she explains. "I just let him know everything's okay. He's worried about me."

Judy smiles. "That's very sweet of him. I'm glad at least someone loves you the way you deserve and treats you the way you deserve. I'm glad someone manages to put that smile on your face with a simple text message."

Quinn wants so badly to say how Holly did those things back then, but she doesn't want it to be awkward and it would just make Judy feel bad.

"This lasagna smells great. Did Holly teach you how to cook?"

Quinn smiles at that. "Actually, Tiago taught me this. Holly taught me some basic meals and I learnt some things myself, but back when we had first moved to New York, Tiago had suddenly got it in his head that he should be able to cook for his family. He never does anything halfway, so he got this obsession with videos and books about cooking. He got quite good at it, after being a bit of a disaster for ages."

Judy nods as they start their meal. "He sounds like a very sweet man. I noticed you have a lot of books in house - I know you like reading, but I assumed it was for school? And you have magnificent photographs around the house."

"That's mostly him," Quinn admits. "I love reading, always have, for school but for pleasure as well. But Tiago's the one who has always dreamt of having books everywhere in the house - he loves the books as material objects as much as he loves reading. The photographs is mostly me - I've tried photography myself but I never fully developed it, law school came first. I might take it up later, though. And I love these prints."

Throughout the meal, they catch up. Quinn tries to pay attention, but she's excited to tell her mother the real reason she invited her. Finally, when they've finished their ice cream for dessert, Quinn clears her throat. "Mom, I have to tell you something."

Judy looks so genuinely happy to be spending time with Quinn. "Sure. What is it, dear?"

Quinn licks her lips and absentmindedly rests her hands on her stomach. "Tiago and I, we'd been trying for a while. It took a long time, but finally it happened - we're having a baby."

Silence. Judy seems entirely stunned. Quinn frowns, worried - did her mom maybe think she and Tiago wouldn't last, even after all these years, and is she realising it only now? What does that look on her face mean?

"Q-quinn," Judy stutters. "Oh my god - that's fantastic news! Oh baby, I'm so happy for you!" She gets up and hugs Quinn again. "Oh, I can't tell you how happy I am for you! From what I hear, Tiago will be a perfect daddy, and you'll make a perfect mommy. You're going to be a family! I'm going to have a grandchild! I know, maybe you're not ready for me to play a big part in your child's life, but I'm still so happy for you!"

Quinn, relieved, hugs her mother back. "Thanks, mom. We're really happy. We're very excited about this."

"Well, Quinn, your life is going to change entirely. No words can describe the feeling you have when you first hold your baby. It's like something inside of you changes. You feel like you'd die to protect this little creature in your arms. And I'm so, so sorry I didn't protect you. But you'll do better, I know it. The two of you are going to be the best parents."

Quinn nods. "I can't think of anyone I'd rather have as the father of my children. He makes me so happy, he always has. I could write a book about what he means to me. He's been by my side always, he loves me and he supports me. He knows how to handle me, how to comfort me, what to do to make me feel better. We have our issues, but we talk - he actually insists on it, he's never too proud to make up with me. I feel complete with him. I also think he could start a bookstore for pregnancy and parenthood books, and he's read every website about it. Tiago's going to ask if, once I get back to work, he can work from home until the baby's old enough for him to work part time at the office again. He's done his internship there so he'd been at his firm for a while now. Apparently, colleagues of his have done this as well, so it should be okay."

Judy nods. "You're very lucky. Just the fact that you've talked about him so much today, it feels as if I already know him, and it tells me how devoted you two are. If anyone's going to make it, you definitely are. Russell would never have even considered making a change in his professional life to look after you and your sister."

Later, when Tiago gets home, Quinn tells him that she has a feeling it's going to turn out okay with her and her mom.

Tiago's thoughts are at home, with his wife and his baby - and her mother. He's worried, but he knows she'll call him if something's wrong. So instead, he tries to focus on his best friend, who he's about to give the best news of his life.

He greets Jolene, who's already sitting at the table and informs him that she was hungry, so she already ordered for them both. Tiago nods - she knows his favourites everywhere. He'd planned a dramatic build-up, a mysterious guessing game, but as soon as he sits down, he blurts out: "Quinn and I are having a baby!"

Jolene smiles broadly. "Really? That's awesome! Well done," she winks. "A little Lopez, huh?"

Tiago nods, grinning. "I'm so excited!"

"That kid is going to be spoiled rotten. Wow, congratulations! I know how much you guys wanted this." She hugs him and congratulates him again.

"So, how are you?" Tiago asks as their meals are brought to the table.

"I'm super excited because my best friend is going to have a baby. I'm going to be babysitting a lot, just saying."

Jolene's smile is genuine, but Tiago knows her too well. "Come on, Jo. I know you saw Jackson last night. How did it go? You guys practiced some baby making of you own?" he winks.

Jolene laughs, but it doesn't reach her eyes. "Okay, first of all: why would you care whether I had sex or not?"

Tiago raises his eyebrows. "Well, I don't, but it had been a while since you'd seen him so I suppose that'd be a lot of fun. But what happened?"

Jolene takes a deep breath. "I… well, I might have broken up with him."

It takes a second to register. "… what? I thought you guys were doing great? I'm so sorry - what happened?"

Jolene takes a deep breath. "I had expected him to come to tell me that he wouldn't be going abroad with the army anymore. That was what we had agreed on. He'd still work for the army, but he'd ask for a transfer that would allow him to stay here. But last night, he told me that he wasn't ready to give that up yet. I've been waiting for so long, Tiago, and I can't deal with it anymore. I can't keep worrying like that. I want to build a life with someone here. I don't want to be left at home, waiting. Then when I said that if he chose that, he chose to end our relationship, he accused me of being in love with you and using his career as an excuse to break up."

Another surprise. Tiago is seething by now. "The bloody bastard, what gives him the right? I don't get it, why would he think I was in love with you?"

Jolene blushes. "Well, honestly, you know when we first met I said you were very handsome. Then you told me about Quinn, so I backed off. But we got to know each other, and I fell for you anyway. I was in love with you for a few months, but I always knew Quinn is the one for you. It wasn't easy, but I wanted you as a friend too much to let it come between us. So I dealt with it and moved on. That was years ago, Tiago, and I told Jackson that in confidence. It hurt that he used it against me."

"I never knew that, Jolene. I'm so sorry."

Jolene smiles. "Don't be. If anything, I'm glad you never noticed. And as I said, I've been over you for a long time now. I had to. It feels like a lifetime ago - you've been my best friend for a whole lot longer than I ever crushed on you. But so far, only Debra and Jackson knew this. Now you. I think the fact that you're happy with Quinn made it easier, if that makes sense? I knew you were happy and I couldn't possibly make you happier than Quinn does. You guys belong together."

"Man, I'm so sorry about you and Jackson. I really thought you'd spend the rest of your life together."

Jolene sighs. "So did I. I mean, if he apologized to me for using a crush from ages ago against me and if he said he had quit the army, I would probably take him back. I do love him and want him, but I can't live this way."

Tiago makes up his mind. He knows what he needs to do. It's time for him to pay Jackson a visit - but he'll need to calm down first.

"A baby!" Jolene smiles again. "Damn, I'm happy. This news just made my day so much better. Baby Lopez is going to be the most loved baby in the history of babies."

That night, Tiago talks to Quinn about the situation. "Do you think it's a good idea for me to talk to Jackson?"

Quinn smiles. "If you want to, sure. Just don't try to push him too much. I'm so sorry about this, I really thought Jolene and Jackson would last. They've had so many rough patches, it hurts them so much to be apart, they totally deserve to finally be happy together."

"Yeah."

Quinn turns and smiles. "So Jolene had a crush on you? I never even knew!"

Tiago rolls his eyes. "I was in love with you and you never even knew when the entire world did."

Quinn laughs. "True. So. Godparents."

"Godparents?"

"Who do you want to ask?"

Tiago sighs. "Well, I want to ask Jolene, but I feel like I should ask Lessa first. We'll have more than one baby, right?"

Quinn nods. "First things first, but I'd love to have two or three. You know, I've been thinking for our first kid, we could have two godmothers since we know so many more women."

Tiago nods. "Yeah. Do you want to ask Charlie or Fran? Or someone else?"

Now it's Quinn's turn to sigh. "I'm torn as well. I think you need to talk to Lessa and get a sense of how she feels. I need to talk to Charlie and Fran."

Tiago laughs. "It would have been so much easier if we had twins."

Quinn frowns. "Says the guy who doesn't have to push them out! You'll have to make up for that, Lopez."

"Pray tell, my lady, how can I show you my remorse?" he says, then gives her a kiss.

Charlie raises her eyebrows, taking in the words. They can't read her face. She takes a sip of her drink, puts it back on the table slowly.

Quinn feels like every hair on her body is standing on end. She wants to say something, thinking that maybe Charlie isn't sure what they want from her. But then Tiago looks at her and squeezes her hand, and she knows it's best to just let it all sink in for Charlie.

The question seems to be alive in the air between them, pushing every other thought or emotion out. For Quinn and Tiago, it's something they've been able to picture, to imagine. But for Charlie, isn't entirely unexpected. She's still coming to terms with it.

Finally, Charlie licks her lips and speaks. "Well, I love you guys. You're my family. I think you're going to make great parents."

"But?" Quinn can't stop herself. Her heart is beating in her chest.

Charlie offers a small smile. "But nothing. It's just a very loaded question. I can't say yes or no right away. I have to think about it and I have to talk about it with Sienna."

"Of course," Tiago nods. "We realize that. We know it's a very big deal."

"We don't want you to feel pressured, either," Quinn hastily adds. "If you decide you don't want to do it, we won't resent you for it. And obviously, we will give you all the time you need to take this decision. We'd never want you to take it lightly."

Charlie nods thoughtfully. "I'll think about it. That's what I can give you right now. I promise you I'll take my time to think about it. I have to say, I do feel honoured to be asked."

Quinn involuntarily lets out a sigh of relief. She is so glad to receive this answer and not a flat-out no. She knows there's still as much of a possibility Charlie will decide she can't do it, but at least there's just as much of a possibility she will. That feeling of lightness she had after talking to Tiago about this has just increased tenfold.

That night, they make passionate love, as if releasing all the emotions of the day, pouring their love for each other into their movements, kisses, thrusts. Afterwards, Tiago wraps his arms around Quinn and she absentmindedly touches his stomach, feeling his abs under her fingers.

Quinn looks at her husband and as their eyes meet, they both smile at each other.

"She didn't say no," Tiago whispers, his eyes shining brightly with happiness.

Quinn bites her lip, feeling just as giddy. "She might still say no. But for now, she didn't say no."

Quinn is lost in thought on her way to work when she receives a text message. She frowns, wondering who'd text her this early in the morning. When she sees it's her sister, her frown grows even deeper – after all, she'll see her at work later.

Quinn, can you come into my office before you start work? I want to talk to you about something. See you later! Xxx Fran

This doesn't ease Quinn's mind at all. Fran never usually mixes work with their private lives like this – if she needs Quinn in her office, she mails her or calls her on the work phone, the way she'd ask any other employee to see her. So why would she send her a text message as her sister asking her to see her? A feeling of dread settles in the pit of Quinn's stomach.

She doesn't even stop at her own desk to drop her bag, but goes straight to that familiar door bearing the name Quinn never uses herself: Francine Fabray. Fran was a lawyer before she married David, so she decided to keep her own name for professional reasons.

She knocks hesitantly and is immediately called inside. Fran looks up from her screen, finishes her sentence and then closes down her laptop. "Hey, Quinn. Sit down."

"Is something wrong?" Quinn asks takes a seat.

Fran takes off her reading glasses slowly, looking right into Quinn's eyes as she does it. "I think I should ask you that."

Quinn sighs and drops her gaze to her hands. "Nothing's wrong," she mumbles, but she can hear her own voice and knows it's not at all convincing.

Fran chuckles, but there's no mirth in the sound. "Don't bullshit me, Quinn. Can you look me in the eye and tell me that?" Her voice is hard, and for a chilling moment, Quinn feels as if she's listening to her father.

Quinn manages to look up, but almost instantly looks away again, studying a picture frame on Fran's desk.

Fran continues. "I know our parents taught us to lie and pretend, but I thought we agreed on not being that person. Dad's dead, Quinn, and so his so-called legacy supposed to be. As your boss, I'm disappointed to discover that you hid information from me that I should have been aware of. As your sister, I'm hurt that you didn't feel like you could tell me and I'd know how to handle this."

Quinn wants to speak, but she knows she'll sound like a little girl. So she clears her throat and takes a breath first. "I'm sorry."

Fran shakes her head and her voice is softer, more gentle now. "I don't understand why, Quinn."

"I just didn't want to be the tell-tale. They were acting like girls in kindergarten. I wanted to be the bigger person, thought I could handle it. How did you find out, though?"

"I'm busy, but I make it a point to follow up on everyone's work around here. I talk to people, about their work and about how they feel around the office. It came to my attention that there was a certain group of colleagues who closed themselves off from the others, even in their work. Now I don't accept people forming seperate groups and excluding others, so I would have taken measures anyway – but when their work suffers from it, I have to act immediately. Then I heard what these women were saying behind your back – that you only got where you were because of your relation to me. That pissed me off, because you just rock at what you do and you put in much more than any of them could ever muster. I looked into their work. I wasn't pleased. They were fired."

Quinn frowns in surprise. She knew Fran would do something, but this? "You fired them? Straight away?"

Fran shrugs. "Yes. It's a mistake I made over in Los Angeles, when David and I first started our own firm. I'd give people chances, even if I felt they didn't deserve them. I've been screwed over too many times. If I feel talking to someone or taking actions will fix things, I'll always do that first. But what I heard about these women? These are the kind of women who'll never change, especially not if there's a group. They validate each other's behaviour. I know these women, Quinn, and so do you. We went to high school with them and we were expected to be like them."

Quinn nods. "I know I should have told you. Tiago said the same thing, that I should talk to you about it. I kept it from him for months, too. I promise it won't happen again."

Fran quirks an eyebrow. "It better not. I need to know these things. I need to know what's going on in my own office. I'm not saying you need to tell me every little rumour, but these are the kinds of things I need to know. A good work environment is better for everyone. I know it's not easy for you to be my sister around here, but I hope I can trust you to come to me in the future if you're having any trouble."

"Wow," Quinn lets out an audible breath. "I feel pretty stupid, now. I never saw it from your point of view. I thought telling you would make it worse."

"Some people never seem to graduate mentally, Quinn. Not even people with law degrees, unfortunately. This firm is better off without them. Now, obviously, there are few job vacancies at the firm. I have big plans for you, Quinn. I'd like you to sit in on the job interviews and hear your opinion. Just your opinion, nothing formal. I think it's a kind of thing you'll need to do someday and it's never too early to start learning."

Quinn grins. "This day is just full of surprises. I'd love to sit in on them. Are you sure, though?"

Fran rolls her eyes, in typical Fabray-fashion. "Of course I'm sure. Now go and do what you do best," she winks.

Quinn gets up and has already reached the door when she turns around. "Thank you, Fran. For everything. Years back."

Fran smiles and Quinn can see there are various things she wants to say, but this is still the office, so she settles for: "You're very welcome."

For the first time in ages, Quinn feels as if everything in her life is settling in place. Work is a lot easier without having to worry about the way you phrase things, without the tension of having to work with people who clearly aren't wanting to work with you. Finally, she can just be herself again.

She went shopping with Jolene and it was nice to spend some girl time with her. It was great to just relax and unwind.

Charlie still hasn't decided, but she doesn't resent her for it. She and Tiago both understand what they've asked of her.

Tiago.

The thought of her husband alone makes her smile and tingle all over. They just can't stop having sex. They've made love on just about every surface in the house. She feels so close to him, so loved by him. They're so connected.

The sex is passionate, intense. He'll see in her in the kitchen and be unable to resist fucking her on the counter. He'll go to fetch something from the living room and she'll follow him, taking him on the couch. It just keeps happening, all the time.

Before, when she was worried about everything in her life, sex was something she did to have a baby. But now that she knows they have these other options, it's become something she enjoys again. Something that makes her feel good and alive and like she can do anything because she's with him.

A couple of weeks later, she comes out of the bathroom, naked, having just taken a shower. Tiago's in the adjoining bedroom and has just taken off his work clothes, wearing nothing but his boxers. Their eyes meet and they communicate wordlessly.

A few seconds later, Quinn is cupping Tiago's cheek and kissing him hard as she takes off his boxers and starts stroking his dick. He moans against her lips as her fingers work his throbbing cock to a solid erection. Quinn licks his lips, guiding his cock to her pussy. He feels so large, warm, hard in her hand.

Tiago cups a breast with his hand and kisses her neck, softly rocking his hips into her. She pushes him onto the bed and wraps her fingers around the base of his dick, stroking it again, lining it up with her pussy.

He settles one hand on her hip, the other on her breast. She lowers herself onto his throbbing dick, hissing at the wonderful feeling of her walls being stretched, accommodating him. He takes her stiff nipple between his tumb and index finger, rubbing and then leaning up to kiss her breasts. He sinks deeper into her moves both hands to her ass, holding it tightly. Then he looks up at her and she might just about burst with love, seeing the feeling reflected in his eyes.

Quinn buries her face in his neck as they move against each other with, completely lost in their own world. He cants her hips and her clit rubs his pelvis with every thrust. She feels that familiar flame in the pit of her stomach, telling her what's to come. Her entire body is on edge and she can feel his naked skin against hers, sweaty, hot.

The thrusts are slow and she can feel his cock dragging along her walls, leaving a trace of precum. She bites down on his neck, immediately licks it, then sucks on his skin as her walls flutter around his length. When she feels him spill his first load deep into her, it's enough to send her over that edge as well. She lets go, completely, almost screaming her lungs out. His cum doesn't seem to stop, he fills her, burst after long burst of hot sperm spraying her walls. It takes a while before she recovers from her orgasm. They fall down on the bed, sharing kisses and whispers and giggles, as if they're teenagers and have just started having sex. It's glorious.

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"Hey, honey," Tiago smiles when Quinn returns from her grocery shopping. She smiles back at him and leans in for a kiss. He nibbles on her lower lip, she sighs into the kiss longingly.

"I wish we could," she says nervously.

"Why can't we?" he shrugs, remembering all those times they've just dropped everything and had sex. But then she kisses him again, more passionately this time, and as if he can feel the excitement running through her veins, he takes a step back and repeats his question. "Quinn... why can't we?"

Quinn grins. "Well... I wrote tampons on my shopping list. But I'm not having my period, Tiago. I'm super regular, I should've had my period by now."

He opens his mouth, but can't utter a word. "You mean?"

She reaches into one of the bags, then holds up a pregnancy test.

He's silent, still. Finally, he manages a hoarse whisper. "I'm so nervous."

Quinn actually tears up when she says: "Me too."

They share a look and nod. Quinn makes her way to the bathroom. After what feels like forever to Tiago, she finally comes out, holding the pregnancy test as if it's made of porcelain.

He hugs her as they wait. They hear the clock ticking, but their world seems to stand still.

After just about a century of the most nerve-wrecking wait in their life, they can check the result. They look at the same time. A plus sign.

"Quinn," Tiago whispers, his eyes filled with tears of happiness.

"Oh my god," Quinn whispers. "I'm pregnant."

"We're having a baby – we're having a baby, Quinn!" Tiago almost shouts out.

She jumps up in excitement and he catches her. As her ankles lock around his waist, they share a kiss – a sloppy kiss, because they're both crying with happiness.

The house is oddly quiet, so he reckons Quinn must still be at work. He rolls his head in his neck and sighs – he loves his wife with all his heart and he knows he couldn't stop her even if he tried, but she definitely works too much. He knows better than to try and talk to her about cutting back on her hours a little, though. He's late himself today, but it's an exception – they're nearing the end of a project and everyone's putting in the extra hours. It's by no means a habit, the way it tends to be for Quinn.

He makes his way upstairs, ready to take a shower before he calls Quinn to make sure she had dinner. He enters the bedroom and is surprised to find Quinn there, under the covers, in the dark. She doesn't even look up at him and the sadness is almost palpable.

He wants to ask her if she's okay, but the answer to that question is obvious. He strips down to his boxers and lifts the covers to snuggle up to her, but she squares her shoulders when he touches her.

"Quinn?" he asks softly.

She doesn't say anything, but turns around. In the light from the hallway, he can tell from her red-rimmed eyes that she's been crying. "We need to talk," is all she says. She sounds tired, defeated almost. She swallows, then says: "We need to talk about us. I don't know if make each other happy anymore."

The words don't register at first – when they finally do, the meaning behind them seems so outlandish he consider for a minute that it's not Quinn lying next to him, but some kind of imposter. It's just so out of the blue – they've been trying to have a baby for months, after all. "What are you talking about?" he asks.

She throws back the covers and opens her legs a little. She's wearing white panties, but they're stained with red between her legs. He hates to admit it, even if only to himself, but his heart sinks when he realizes what's going on. Quinn's having her period. It didn't work. She's still not pregnant.

His first reaction is to wrap his arms around her, to pull her close and tell her it'll be okay, they'll just keep trying. But Quinn pushes him away again. "I understand if you want to leave. I won't blame you."

"Baby... how long have you been here?"

She sighs, licks her lips. "I went home after about an hour this morning."

He nods – he'd figured she's been thinking all day, coming to all kinds of farfetched conclusions. "Why didn't you call me?"

"You were at work. I know how important it is you finish this project in time. I didn't want to disturb you. You can leave." She says that last part automatically – it sounds like she's told herself the same thing over and over again until she stopped feeling it. "You can leave and have a family with someone else. I'm useless. I'm just useless, Santiago. I'm at work all the time where everybody hates me anyway and then I come home and I can't even be a good wife. I know how badly you want a family and it's very fucking clear I can't give you one. So you can go and find someone else to have a family with. You can leave."

"Okay, stop there," Tiago says, taken by complete surprise. "You're not making any kind of sense. Okay, so we've been trying to have a baby for a really long time. It's not your fault that you're not pregnant yet. Yes, I want a family – but I want a family with you. There are more ways than one to have a family and I frankly don't give a shit in which way we get one, as long as I get one with you. And I'd rather be alone with you for the rest of my life than leave you now and have a family with someone else. I don't want a family with anyone else. I never have. I thought you knew that by now."

Finally, tears escape her eyes. "I'm so sorry, Tiago. I'm so sorry. I just... I feel so guilty, because we want it so badly, and I keep bleeding every damn month and I feel like I'm failing you. I don't know if I can take this anymore, if I can keep trying with you only to bleed again."

Tiago shakes his head and takes Quinn in his arms. This time, she allows him to hug her, to pull her close to him. She buries her face in his naked chest and sobs. He soothes her, rubbing her back, her stomach – very softly, knowing how sensitive her body is. She can get her periods so heavily and he just can't imagine the emotional and physical pain she's going through.

"You're not failing me, Quinn. I love you, remember? I agree with you on one thing – I don't think either one of us can try again without taking some steps. How would you feel about going to see a doctor and figure out what's making this take so long? It might as well be me, for all we know. And then we'll find a way to make it work, okay?"

Quinn nods.

He cups her face and plants a kiss on her lips – slowly, carefully, lovingly. "I love you, my lady Quinnevere. Now, what is this about everyone at work hating you? Where does that come from?"

Quinn sighs. "It's been going on for a while. I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to worry about me and I thought it'd just go away."

Tiago feels a mixture of anger at anyone making his wife feel this way, and disappointment that she didn't talk to him. They've known each other all their lives, have been together for years – they're a married couple who've bought a house together, and still she has this communication issue. Of course, the Fabrays never talked about any problems and Quinn has come a long way, but he still hates finding out she suffers without reaching out to him. "What's happening?" he asks, deciding that his own feelings can wait.

"I... Just... Okay, so, a while ago I'd gone back to my office after lunch, but I forgot my phone in the kitchen. I went back to get it and they didn't hear me entering. I overheard some colleagues talking about me. They were saying I only got there because I'm the boss' sister and I think I'm better than them because of it. They were saying I get to do all kinds of cool things and get more opportunities than the others because Frannie's my sister. And this is exactly what I was scared would happen – part of the reason why I wanted to be Quinn Lopez. Besides the Fabray association with my father, I didn't want people at work to instantly know who I am and judge me for it. Because I'm honestly not being favored – if anything, I have to work twice as hard to prove my worth. I just work really hard and I put in a lot, so I get chances and opportunities to learn and I take them."

"Did you tell them that?" Tiago asks. "Besides, they're lawyers and law students, they're not stupid – they can see you're the first one in the office and the last one out most days, right?"

"I... well, they saw me and then they weren't even ashamed. They asked if I was going to run to my big sister and cry about it."

Tiago closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, trying to calm down and contain his anger. "How old are they? Jesus Christ!"

"And ever since, I can see them looking at me and judging me. I know they talk about me behind my back. They're trying to turn others against me, do anything to make it harder for me. And I really wish I could just leave. I wish I could go to another firm and start over and not be anyone but me. But I signed that contract so I could go to college and law school, I signed that contract saying I'd work for Frannie during my studies and then the first five years after that. And I can't talk to Frannie about this because I know her – she'd try to fix things at the office and that would just make it worse. But every day, I leave and I wonder what they'll say about me. With everything I do, I'm scared how it comes across."

"Quinn... why haven't you talked to me? You've been going through hell. We've talked about this – things are tough sometimes, but you've got to let me in. Let me at least try to help."

Quinn doesn't say anything, she just kisses him and whispers: "I'm sorry."

This isn't over for Tiago, but he decides to have that conversation again another time. "Okay, so here's what we're going to do. You're calling in sick tomorrow and so am I. I'll ask Jolene to cover for me. We're going to make a doctor's appointment to see what we can do to have a baby."

Quinn shakes her head. "No, I don't want your work to suffer from this."

Tiago is firm when he says: "I don't want you to suffer. Work can wait. You're my priority. I can't afford to take a week off right now, but a day won't hurt."

Quinn sniffles. "Jesus. You're amazing, Tiago. You're simply amazing."

He kisses her again. "Not as amazing as you are."

A week later, Tiago is closing down his computer at work when he receives a text from his wife. They've agreed she can work overtime when she feels she needs to, but at least two nights a week, she'll stop in time. Tiago would have preferred for her not to do any more extra hours, but Quinn is ambitious and loves work. He knows he can't tell her what to do.

He opens the text and swallows visibly. Jolene frowns at him. "Are you alright?"

He nods absent-mindedly, his eyes drawn to the screen. Quinn sent him a picture of her ass in a skimpy thong. Soon after, a picture of her stomach and legs as she sits on their bed, her legs slightly opened. He feels his face grow hot and his body tingle. So sexy.

Jolene grins. "Quinn sending you dirty texts?"

He looks up at his best friend and shakes his head, smiling a little. "No dirty texts. But very sexy pictures." Just as he says it, she sends him a picture of her chest in the tiniest bra she's ever worn. He can definitely feel his dick stirring a little.

He quickly types a text. Are you trying to kill me? Can't wait.

Her reponse follows almost instantly. You'll be dead by the time I'm done with you, handsome. Can't wait? Then don't. I'm ready.

"We need to leave. Now," he says, quickly grabbing his stuff. "It's an emergency"

Jolene laughs. "I don't think being horny qualifies as an emergency."

Tiago gives her a look as he closes his coat. "You're not married to Quinn Lopez."

"Good thing, too, or you'd have to kill me," she jokes as they make their way out. They've been best friends for quite a few years now and she reads him like a book. She knows he needs any distraction he can get if wants to get home with some of his dignity left. "Looks like we'll be finishing the project tomorrow."

Tiago nods, opening the doors with a spring in his step. "Yeah – good thing, too, it's been really busy this last month. I don't mind it, but you know how hard it's been for Quinn and me lately. I won't be sad to be able to spend some more time with her."

"I can imagine. I can't wait until Jackson gets home next week – in a way, it was good that we had this project. It kept me busy while he was away. But I still missed him. He promised me this was the last time, though."

Tiago raises his eyebrows as they get on the bus. "He's quitting the army?" It surprises him – Jackson lives for this.

"Well, he didn't say that, but I suppose there are things you can do that don't require you going to the actual war zone. I've decided not to ask about it look it up too much before he gets here, just in case he changes his mind and I'm left disappointed."

"I don't think he will. That guys loves you, Jolene."

"He loves his job, too."

Tiago rolls his eyes. "We both know that if he really had to choose between the military and you, he'd choose you in a heartbeat."

They keep talking until their ways part. Tiago takes his phone and looks at the pictures again, instantly regretting it. He just wants to be with her right now, not sit on the bus for another ten minutes.

He texts her when he gets off the bus and when he finally gets home, he almost runs upstairs. Quinn is in the bedroom, posing on the bed. He nearly has a heart attack – the sexy lingerie, her hair blown out, the light make-up she applied. He walks over to her and she leans forward, grabbing him by the waist. She opens his belt and takes down his pants and boxers in one go.

Quinn wraps a warm fist around Tiago's cock and tugs on it, pumping up and down before she takes the head between her lips. He can feel his dick hardening in her mouth, her tongue licking and swirling whenever she can. His hands go to her head and he enjoys this so much he almost lets it happen.

Tiago pulls his dick out of her mouth and when she gives him a confused look, he explains. "I want to make love to you you, baby."

He leans in for a kiss and simultaneously reaches around her back to unclasp her bra. He grabs one breast and squeezes, feeling her nipple rise against the palm of his hand. He trails kisses down her neck to her other breast and takes as much of it as he can in his mouth.

Quinn falls back on the bed and Tiago follows, now sucking on her nipple and swirling his tongue around it. She tries to unbutton his shirt, but finds it hard to focus, so she decides to just rip it off. "Wow," he breathes, the brutal force surprising him. "That was hot!"

She grins. "Shut up and fuck me, pretty boy."

He groans – she doesn't usually get like this. She lifts her hips and he takes the hint, pulling down her panties. He rubs his dick against her inner thighs and he can smell her wetness, his cock stiff between her legs. He slips into her easily, pushing through her walls, knowing exactly the pace it takes to please her without hurting her.

Once he's fully inside of her, he wraps his arms around her back and lifts her up. Tiago takes Quinn to the wall and pushes her against it, grunting with effort.

She smiles at him, surprised. "Sexy."

He pulls back and pushes, her legs widening and her ankles closing under his ass. "You are so fucking hot, Quinn." He pumps into her again, starting to build a rhyhtm now.

She throws back her head and kisses her breasts, his rock hard cock trusting into her warm pussy. Her walls squeeze his dick so good, it's like they're made for each other. She pulls his head into her chest, high-pitched moans leaving her throat.

Tiago is sweating, grunting as he concentrates on holding her up against the wall and pounding her pussy at the same time.

"Fucking hell, baby," Quinn breathes. "Just – yes – oh – yes! Harder! I want you to fuck me harder!"

Responding only with moans, he gives in to her request and soon, they're thumping against the wall. He can feel his balls tightening, her pussy almost sucking his dick inside of her, trapping it there, her walls fluttering around him.

Tiago is balls deep inside of Quinn when she closes her legs around him firmly, keeping his hard cock in its place as she rides it, harder and faster with every push.

With all his force, he gives her one more push with his cock, knowing he needs it – and then realises a first load of hot seed deep inside her. It keeps coming, spurt after spurt, filling her up – bringing her to her own orgasm. Tiago can feel her coming undone around him and it only prompts him to go again, to fuck her through her orgasm and fill her up even more.

Quinn shrugs. "No. I'm sure I wouldn't want anyone else. He's not perfect, but I wouldn't change him. I love him so much it hurts to be without him. He's my rock. This job, it's a lot of work, but I come home to this amazing man and it just works. We take care of each other. I don't think I could cope with this as well as I do without him."

Alice frowns. "Wow. I mean, I think of the guys I was with back in high school and I can't picture myself being with any of them right now. I can't imagine feeling for any of them as deeply as you seem to feel for Tiago. So you're never curious about sex with another guy? Honestly?"

Quinn smiles, but feels slightly annoyed at the line of conversation. "I know I got luckier than most. I hear about friends and colleagues and their love life and how hard it is to find the right guy. I know I got so lucky that nobody ever broke my heart, that I've never had to go through the pain of a break-up or an unrequited love, or somebody not being into me as much as I am into them. Tiago – he's the right guy for me. He's my best friend and the love of my life. We've been through a lot together. He really gets me, he knows me inside out and he loves me for all of it. And I feel the same way about him. I'm not curious about sex with anyone else, he pleases me just fine. Great, even. Our sex life is fantastic. I can't imagine not having him in my life."

Alice takes a sip of her tea, lost in thought for a minute. "Wow. I can't imagine that at all. But definitely good for you. He doesn't happen to have a brother, does he?" she jokes.

Quinn laughs. "I'm sorry – he only has a sister and she's very much in love with her girlfriend. He has a bunch of cousins but the only one remotely like him has a family."

After that, the topic changes and before they know it, it's time to get back to work.

Quinn tends to lose track of time when she's at work and today is no exception. Even after all these years, she still feels that she has to prove herself, prove that she deserves this job. People never mention it to her face, but she'd hate it if people assumed she just got here because her sister is one of the name partners – and the other name partner being her brother-in-law. Besides, she's not an idiot. She knows there'll always be people talking behind her back.

At least, new people don't notice the connection as much since she's Quinn Lopez now. She insisted on remarrying so they could be Santiago and Quinn Lopez because she hates what the Fabray name represents, but also because people are less likely to link her to her sister professionally, or to her father (professionally and personally).

Most of the others have left the office by now. Frannie has called Quinn in numerous times to talk to her about the hours she works, almost ordering her to go home earlier and live a little outside of work as well. But she finds it hard to leave it behind – the law is her passion and she knew what she was getting into when she started this. Every law student and lawyer has to work their ass off.

The picture frames on her desk catch her eye. One holds a picture from their wedding day, another one has a picture of them together in the park, and one holds a picture of them hugging each other, taken by a professional photographer. She can't stop a smile from spreading on her face as she watches the pictures, remembering when they were taken. She got so lucky with her husband. She has to force herself to tear her eyes away and go back to reviewing the brief in front of her.

Quinn jerks up when she hears a knock on the door. She looks up and grins when she sees her favorite sight in the world: Tiago in a shirt and jeans, holding Chinese food. "You look so beautiful doing that," he says before walking over for a kiss.

"Doing what?" Quinn chuckles, kissing him back affectionately.

"Working," he shrugs. He grabs a chair and sits down next to her. "Now, if I know my wife, she hasn't had dinner yet even though it's nearly eight."

Quinn frowns. "Um... I had lunch?"

"That just won't do," Tiago says decisively. "So I went ahead and got your favorite dish from your favorite Chinese restaurant. We're going to have this together."

Suddenly, Quinn feels how tired she is, her entire body aching, her head throbbing. She can't stop the tears from welling up. She wants to say something, but her voice seems to be caught in her throat.

"Hey, are you okay?" Tiago asks worriedly, inching closer to wrap his arms around her. "What's wrong, baby?"

Quinn manages to nod, then clears her throat. "You're just so... this is so... perfect. I've had a long day and I feel like my head is going to explode and I am hungry but I didn't want to lose time by getting dinner and now you're here, my favorite person in the world, and you have food, really good food. And it's really perfect. Thank you so much, San."

Tiago smiles. "You must know by now that taking care of you and loving you is my second nature. Now let's have this food before it gets cold, okay?"

Quinn wraps her arms around her husband and kisses him passionately.

"I'll get us some plates and cutlery from the kitchen."

When she returns from the kitchen, she finds Tiago on her chair, his eyes focused on her computer screen. He has an adorable frown on his handsome face. He looks up when he notices his wife and shakes his head. "I don't know how you do this, Quinn. I read for a living, but I read this and my mind just draws a blank."

Quinn divides the Chinese food over the plates and smiles brightly at him. "It's what I love, Tiago. Justice is so important, people really underestimate just how important that is to have a functioning society. And using the law to make sure justice is served – I love that. I love discovering new things, new ways to get things done. I love the variety there is, and how you can pick and choose to build up a defense. I just kind of love almost everything there is about being a lawyer."

Over dinner, Quinn asks Tiago how his day at work was. He tells her that Jolene is having a hard time with Jackson's career in the army and finds it harder every time to see him leave for another tour.

"I wouldn't want to stop you from doing what you love, but I'm so glad doing what you love isn't being in the army. I don't think I could deal with being apart from you for so long, and having to worry constantly. Having to consider that every goodbye might be the last one ever..." It makes Quinn shiver.

Tiago nods sympathetically and continues. "I did tell her that she needed to discuss it with him, that it involves her as well and she should have a bit of a say. But she doesn't want him to feel forced to change his career and resent her later. I'm going to let it rest for now, but once he's back, I'm really going to talk her into at least talking to him."

Quinn nods. Just talking to her husband and having dinner with him has made her feel so much better. Like she can handle anything. "That's good. Any new projects at work?"

Tiago takes a deep breath. "Actually, yes. There's this manuscript I'm reviewing that really got me thinking."

Quinn cocks an eyebrow, inviting him to continue as they finish their dinner.

Tiago rolls his head in his neck and bites his lip. Quinn knows this means he's nervous.

Finally, he speaks up. "The thing is, Quinn... I know we said we were going to wait to start a family. We were going to wait until we really made our house our home and got settled in it and got settled in our careers. But I just... I don't want to wait anymore. I'm so tired of postponing what we both want so badly. We can just as well make our house our home when we have a little one running around, right? And our careers, they'll keep developing. At some point, we're going to have to combine our family and our careers anyway. I know we can do it."

Quinn licks her lips, her heart beating faster. "I'm sure we can do it, Tiago. So you're saying what I think you're saying?"

Tiago nods, his eyes full of love and confidence. "You're going to make the greatest mom ever, Lucy Quinn Lopez."

Quinn tears up, a bright smile gracing her features. "You're going to make the best daddy ever, Santiago Manuel Lopez. Let's have a family."

Tiago grins. "I can't wait for baby Lopez." He looks around, a smirk on his face. "So, where is everybody?"

Quinn's confused for a second – they've just taken a pretty big decision and he randomly changes the topic? But then she catches on to his train of thought. "Everybody's gone. We're all alone," she says, using her bedroom voice.

She inches closer to him and they share a deep kiss. Quinn sneaks her hand to his crotch and she cups his package through his jeans, squeezing it softly. Then she nibbles on his ear before whispering: "Maybe we should go ahead and make baby Lopez?"

Tiago groans. Quinn smirks and gets up to close the door and lower the blinds. She shares this office with a few others so the door is hardly ever closed, but she's never been as thankful for the opportunity as she is now.

She returns to her desk and Tiago immediately starts undressing her. She returns the favor, trailing her hand from his neck over his chest and stomach to his dick. She wraps her fingers around his member and squeezes softly before pumping her hand up and down.

He leans in and kisses her hungrily while cupping one breast, rolling her nipple between his fingers. He gives her other breast the same kind of attention. He grabs her ass with his free hand before moving it to her inner thighs, carressing her tenderly. Quinn's breath catches in her throat as she feels his cock stiffen in her hand.

She wraps her free arm around him and pulls him close, the head of his dick now brushing against her skin. Then she pushes him down into her chair and gets on her knees, kissing the head of his dick, then swirling her tongue around it before suckling it between her lips. Tiago keens, and then Quinn palms as much of his balls as she can with one hand, her other hand exploring his body.

The feeling of his rock hard, perfectly sized cock stretching her mouth as she takes all she can into her mouth – the head of his cock near the back of her mouth, throbbing; his balls in one hand, his biceps, then hard abs and then chest under the other – and then he grabs her hand and brings it to his mouth, sucking on her pulse as she feels the stubble on his cheeks under her fingers – the combination of it all almost brings her to her orgasm.

And they can't have that, not yet.

So she lets go and climbs into his lap. Tiago wraps his arms around her waist, grabbing her buttocks firmly, to steady her. He leans forward and kisses her nipples, sucking on them and then licking them. Quinn opens her pussy lips and rubs herself against his hard dick, moaning every time it rubs her clit.

Tiago brings one hand to his dick and uses it to gather more of her slick juices before guiding it to her entrance. Quinn throws her head back as he fills her up slowly, stretching her walls deliciously. She can feel every inch of his dick drag through her tight tunnel and her nipples harden even more against his tongue. He keeps plowing through her, breaking through her pussy's initial resistance, until he's inside of her, bottoming out.

She loves this so much – how he perfectly knows how much she can take at what pace. They've been having sex for years, but he still stretches her so good. She never divulges any details of his beautiful cock to anyone else, but she hears enough from others to be able to compare. He does seem to be rather well-endowed. But Quinn can definitely take it.

He pulls out and then plunges back into her, more easily this time. They repeat this a few times, building up a pace – and then he slams into her. It takes her by surprise, but that makes it feel even better. Sweat is dripping down their bodies as Tiago guides her hips, Quinn bouncing on top of him as she rides his dick harder and faster. He's grunting with pleasure and she can't hold back her own moans.

Quinn lets out a long, low moan when he fills her up and keeps her hips still, rutting her clit against his pelvis, then going for it again. He reaches one hand between them and rubs her clit.

Quinn puts her hands on his shoulders to gain more leverage. She can feel something familiar burning in the pit of her stomach, her entire body tingling, and she knows very well what it means.

"Come on, baby," Tiago says, as if he can read her body, his voice deep and hoarse. "I know you love this. Fucking your husband in your office, making a baby."

Quinn lets out a high-pitched moan, trying to get closer to her orgasm. She's so focused that she's completely taken aback when Tiago gets up and pushes her against the wall, quickly wrapping her legs around his waist. His dick slides in even deeper and he hammers into her, his lips attached to her neck. His balls slap against her thighs, a vein throbbing in his neck with the effort.

Tiago's thrusts are relentless. He pushes into her without abandon, fully determined to give her that orgasm she needs so badly. She feels precum leak into her, and soon after, he's shooting strings of hot cum into her.

She almost screams when she feels the warm speed spilling into her, filling her up. It's enough to send her over the edge as well, an overwhelming orgasm hitting her full force. Her pussy tightens around his dick until he can't move inside her anymore, squeezing and clutching. His orgasm doesn't seem to end as he keeps giving her more seed until she can feel it leaking out of her. It's enough to send a second orgasm immediately after the first one.

He slowly draws out the orgasm and then pulls out, still holding her in his arms. Her legs are shaking and she can't even stand on them.

He sits back down in the chair and pulls her into his lap, bringing his lips to hers for a loving kiss. "I love you, Quinn."

She grins at him. "I love you too, so much. We're gonna have a baby. We're really doing it, Tiago. We're gonna have a perfect baby."