Quinn and Daniel- March 3rd

"I'm never going to get tired of it being the two of us," Daniel says over dinner, leaning across to kiss Quinn lightly. They had been together for so long, and both knew they had so much longer to go. They had married after only a few months of dating, because they were that secure in their relationship. Even after years of marriage, they were completely and utterly in love.

"I've been thinking," Quinn starts.

"Always dangerous," her husband teases.

"What if it wasn't just the two of us?"

"Do you mean... Quinn, do you want to have a baby?"

"It feels like time, boo. I have a great job, but it's repetitive and I feel under qualified next to all my amazing design team. You are a very successful young doctor who makes plenty enough to support us."

"I'm a dentist," Daniel says, with a chuckle.

"What do you think, though?" Daniel reaches his hand across the table and takes her hand.

"I want to do whatever you want to do. We're a team. I'll always love you, and I'll love our child, or um, children? I would love to start having kids with you, baby. We could get started whenever you like." He winks at her, and she giggles like a thirteen year old.

"I have to go off the pill, first."

"Oh right, of course. And then we'll have to try, and try, and try..."

"All that trying sex sure will be tiring," Quinn muses, "I might get sick of you."

"Hey, that's rude. Are you done eating?" he doesn't give her a chance to answer, as he takes the plate away. She waits a moment before she stands up, and Daniel swiftly grabs her around the waist and spins her around. She squeals and he half shouts, "We're having a baby!"

"I have to get pregnant first!"

"That won't be a problem, baby." He kisses her neck and then puts her down, and she immediately throws her arms around him.

"I'm so lucky to have you." Quinn says, and they stand for some time longer, just enjoying being in each other's presence. They never could be sure how long it would last.

Brittany and Santana- December 16th: Kurt's launch party

"...I like the stripes on this one. It totally reminds me of 'Where's Waldo?'- What do you think?" Brittany says as she stares intently at Kurt's designs, displayed on mannequins, tapping her chin thoughtfully.

"I just didn't know Lady Hummel had it in him. I would actually wear these. It's an odd feeling," Santana comments, "Do you think I could get him to hook me up?"

"Maybe. I think I saw Blaine modelling that one..." Brittany points to another design, and Santana erupts in laughter. In all fairness, Blaine did own a shirt that was oddly similar to the one she was pointing out.

"You know, I think I have, too. As much as I love my baby Blainers, he doesn't have the boobs for these designs."

"I could fix that. I have a magic bra." Santana shakes her head in confusion.

"Come on, Britt, let's go dance." She perks up immediately and half skips over to the dance floor area, which was mostly clear as people mingled, though there had been plenty of dancing earlier. As they get closer to the speakers it becomes obvious how well structured the room is for these events- the music wouldn't be disturbing people talking elsewhere, but it is plenty danceable where they stand. Brittany threads her arms around Santana's shoulders and begins to dance loosely. There aren't enough people dancing to pull off what they would usually do on the dance floor when they went clubbing- there is significantly less grinding involved. The song changes to Britney Spears' Hold It Against Me, and Brittany practically jumps out of Santana's arms.

"It's our song!" She says energetically, jumping around and making Santana follow too. She forces some enthusiasm, reminding herself that she can fix her dress up later. It was too classy for ruining, but it was too great not to have worn to the event. She had dragged Blaine shopping for a reason, and she had quickly remembered that being gay wasn't the same as being a good shopping partner. She was taking Kurt, the fashion designer gay friend, with her the next time. Sebastian was even more useless than Blaine, who at least complimented her in between texting his boyfriend and playing games on his phone. Brittany dressed vibrantly, but she seemed to fit in with the crowd, too. It was something Santana had always admired about her- she could dress however she wanted and still be accepted into any group.

"We can't do the dance, Britt-Britt!" Santana says affectionately, stroking her arm lightly.

"You have to!" Santana sighs and begins to do the dance with her girlfriend, knowing how stupid she must look. Conceiving dance routines when drunk didn't often translate into being anything of value, and this was no exception. The dance was meant to be sexy but came across skanky; it should have been cute and quirky, but is rather dumb and weird. She laughs it off the best she can, and when Brittany dips her towards the end, she doesn't hesitate to surge forward and kiss her. Through it all, Brittany was everything she could have ever asked for and more.

Sebastian and Adam- Sunday, December 17th: The day after Kurt's launch party

Adam wakes up to find the other side of Sebastian's bed empty. He decides not to question how long he has been alone, instead getting up, pulling on his underwear and Sebastian's hoodie from the night before and heading out to the living room of his new soulmate's huge apartment.

Sebastian is humming in the kitchen, and so he walks up behind him. It becomes evident that he is washing the dishes from the night before, and Adam wraps his arms around Sebastian's waist, pressing a kiss to his cheek. "Good morning," he says, and Sebastian finishes the last plate.

"Morning," he replies, pulling the plug in the sink. He turns around to face Adam and kisses him deeply.

"Last night," Adam says, and kisses Sebastian again, "was amazing. Thank you."

"Thank you," Sebastian mumbles again Adam's lips, "I think you might be the first guy that I've actually wanted to sleep with again." Adam laughs.

"Not just the sex, Sebastian. I feel like I really learnt a lot about you. I really look forward to being your boyfriend."

"Look forward to?" Sebastian asks, raising an eyebrow at him. Adam nods. "Let me take you on a proper date. Soon."

"You really want to get into a proper relationship that quickly? I thought you would just want to hook up occasionally for a bit before we got to that point."

"Not at all. I've been looking forward to this far too long to waste time like that. Blaine has Kurt, Santana has Brittany, and now I can stop being a fifth wheel. I hate to tell you, but I think you'll be coming to Santana and Blaine's place every Friday from now on for drinks."

"I can manage that," Adam says, and kisses Sebastian again. They really had spent the time they had shared well, and never before had Adam felt such an immediate connection to someone else. He knew Sebastian felt the same way, because they had talked about it the night before.

"So Santana got us breakfast." Sebastian says as he glances around the kitchen, knowing it could only be her doing. He had aided her on plenty of ninja missions like this.

"That was sweet of her."

"Hungry?" Adam nods, and Sebastian leads him to the table. They sit down and begin to eat. "This is the longest morning after interaction I've ever had." He admits, and Adam smiles.

"I'm flattered that it's me. It makes me feel special."

"You are special."

"You are, too." There is a comfortable pause, and Adam hesitates before asking, "How long were you waiting for your first soulmate? Before everything happened?"

"I had two years left. I'm pleased we met a little bit sooner than that."

"I know what you mean. My first countdown stopped back in February, and I had given up hope of ever meeting the guy, so I got kind of slutty. I only had a month left at the time, so it hurt quite a lot. When I said it had taken you long enough, I meant it. It's about time I got my soulmate, goddamnit." Adam punctuates it with a dramatic slam of his fist on the table. Sebastian laughs softly. Adam's passion is so endearing.

"Hey, we're together now, right? Because of Kurt and Rachel. They couldn't have even predicted this, but I'm so, so glad that it happened."

"Me too. Kurt's done an awful lot for us, hasn't he?"

"You have no idea. He forgave me for everything. He called me out on my shit. He filled out the form to get me a guest pass before Blaine even thought of it. He made an effort to be my friend when I completely ignored him. I was horrible to him even before the whole soulmate confusion thing, just because I thought he was messing up my friendship with Blaine or something. Kurt is a good guy."

Adam raises an eyebrow at Sebastian. "Messing up your friendship? It's pretty obvious that Blaine and you are close."

"I know. I just felt neglected that the idiot wasn't spending his time with me anymore." Sebastian admits. He rarely felt open enough to say that sort of thing to anyone.

"But you got over it, right?"

"Yeah. You helped."

"I thought you were already through it by yesterday." Adam teases.

"I thought so too, but then I realised how it was to have a soulmate. I don't really want to spend any time with him right now. I completely understand it."

"Do you think your bed will still be warm?" Adam asks, "I want to abuse the cuddle weather. And having someone to cuddle with, for a change."

"Just cuddling?" Sebastian questions flirtatiously.

"We'll see, big boy." Adam throws a wink at Sebastian and they are in bed again soon after.

Finn and Rachel- Wednesday, December 20th

Their sex life had changed dramatically over the half week that they spent together again. It had begun on Saturday and Sunday so softly, remapping out each other's bodies and declaring how beautiful they each are. By Monday they were terrified that Kurt could interrupt them at any moment, and all of their encounters were hurried. On Tuesday they realised that they still had a hotel room at their disposal, and they stopped worrying about disturbances. When Wednesday came around with the promise of their departures in less than half a week, they got more and more heated, as though they were trying to stock up on physical closeness while they could.

"Oh my god, Rachel, I love you," Finn says as they make out, preparing for their next round. She pulls away from him, but makes no effort to move off him entirely.

"What did you say?" She asks.

"I said I love you. I'm not going to stop loving you." Finn is completely sincere in his declaration, and Rachel smiles.

"I love you too." They had said it to each other plenty of times before, but it had been months since their last exchanges of affectionate talk. It was odd enough that their relationship was going this circle, and they would need to talk about it later, about what they were going to do with their relationship after they left New York. It wasn't long until Christmas, which they would undoubtedly spend together, but the separation afterward with Finn staying and Rachel returning to New York would be painful. They would hardly have a choice about their physical closeness with so much family around, too.

It only got weirder from there, as Finn cries out during the wave of his orgasm for her to marry him.

And then she accepts.

They catch their breath and Rachel redresses as soon as she can slip out of Finn's arms. "Are you going somewhere?" he asks, propping himself up on his elbows.

"Home. I have things that need doing."

"Could I come with you?"

"Maybe not now. I'll catch up with you later." She kisses him before she leaves, and wonders just how much she had gotten herself into this time. Why did their thing need to be engagements that never saw it through to the end?