Had this little drabble on my mind last night, and decided to write it to balance out the horribleness that I am currently writing in The First 24... for those of you who may be reading that one, you'll know what I'm talking about.

This is a collection of small oneshots. They'll probably be loosely connected. With Quinn having a G!P. I'll be sure to put a warning at the beginning of any smutty oneshots for those who don't care for g!p stories.

All of these will range in ratings from k through m

Making Beautiful Music

Story 1:
Welcoming Baby Berry – Rachel's POV
Rating - K
Word count - 560

Everything was surreal. I was still exhausted from the 17 hours I spent in labor. Even for it being 3 in the afternoon, I just wanted to sleep the rest of the day away.

"Go lay down honey, I'll get Kylie in her crib. She should sleep for a few more hours."

A shy smile crept to my lips as I leaned forward to press a soft kiss to Quinn's lips. "I'm just so tired." My hand came up to cover my mouth, fighting off a yawn. The action drew a light laughter out of her, and a glare out of me. "Be nice, this is your fault."

She smirked before leaning in for another kiss. "Didn't hear you complaining at all that night Kylie was conceived."

"Quinn Fabray!" I would have smacked her arm had she not been holding onto Kylie's car seat. "You're lucky I love you so much."

She continued smirking as she quietly made her way down the hallway and into the room across from their own master suite. I couldn't wipe the smile off of my face as I started to follow her, but instead of going into the nursery, I turned to the right and went into our bedroom. As soon as I sat down on the edge of the bed, I heard the very familiar sound of Kylie crying. Quinn must have jostled her just enough when pulling her out of her seat to put her in her bed.

I couldn't help myself. I know Quinn said to lay down and that she'd handle the baby. But I couldn't stop my motherly instincts from kicking in. I pulled myself from the bed and padded across the hallway, when I peeked into the room though a smile overtook my face.

Quinn was leaning into the crib, her hand gently touching Kylie's cheek as she sang a soft lullaby to her that I'd never heard before. I just stood there, watching her in amazement. Just a few words into the song and the baby was sound asleep again. "How did you do that?"

"Mom used to sing it to me when I was a baby, she said it put me right to sleep every time. Thought it might work on her." I watched as she flipped on the baby monitor before wrapping her arms around my waist. "I thought I told you to go and lie down?"

"You did…" I allowed her to lead me back into our bedroom and to our bed. "But when I heard her cry, I had to check."

Quinn helped me out of my t-shirt… well, her t-shirt that she brought for me to wear, and shorts before pulling back the comforter on our bed. "Lay down, go to sleep for a little while. I think I can handle things."

I just nodded before allowing my body to sink into the comfort of our own bed. The last thought on my mind before I fell asleep was how perfect life was for me right now. I had everything I ever needed. A stable career, a woman who loved me for everything I am, and a beautiful, healthy baby girl to call our own.

Nothing could be better.

Any drabble ideas are welcome, I'll try to incorporate them all in between writing everything else. Don't expect any one story in here to get above 1.5k words. I want to keep them short on purpose.