G!P Rachel Compilations

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This Story inspired by Isaiah Flamez hope you enjoy. 

BabyDaddy!Rachel Pregnant!Quinn Future Faberry  

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Rachel Pov 

I walk into my apartment that I shared with my wife Quinn I smiled at the thought. Wife, She's my wife and I'm so happy and grateful. We have been married for four years now.  Happiest day of my life for sure.  

"Quinn!" I called out to my wife. 

"In the kitchen!" She yelled back.

I walk into the kitchen to see Quinn hovering over the stove. I walk up behind her and hug her placing my chin on her shoulder.

"Hey baby I'm back." I said nuzzled into her.

"Mm I know, how was your day?" She asked.

"It was okay, work was fine, but my day got better now I'm back home to my beautiful wife. Who's also cooking me dinner, so yeah my day just got better." I kiss her cheek lovely. 

"We're having vegan lasagna, you're favorite." 

"Did I ever tell you that I love you."

"Yes you tell me all the time." She smiled.

"Good, just making sure you know."

After about ten minutes, Quinn finished cooking dinner. I helped set up the table, serving both Quinn and I.

"So how was work honey?" 

"It was fine, but I got sick earlier." Quinn answered.

I looked up from my meal worried. "Are you okay? are you sick, do we need to go to the hospital?" I rushed, panicking.

She chuckles. "No baby I'm fine, I probably ate something bad. It will pass I promise." She waved off my offers.

"Are you sure?" making sure she really okay.

She gives me a little smile. "Yes I'm fine, now let's finish our dinner and go cuddle on the coach and watch some TV."

"Okay if you say so." We finished our meal. I picked up our plates, and washed them as Quinn wiped down the table.

After cleaning, we went to the couch and cuddled until it was time to go bed.

Three Weeks Later 

I walk into out apartment once again as I usually do. And as always I call out to my wife. "Quinn, baby I'm home."  Usually she yells back, but she didn't this time. 

I walk into the kitchen, checking to see she was there but she wasn't. "Quinn." I call out again. I decide to check around the apartment to find her. The bedroom, nope not there. Living room nope not here either. Dinning room, not here either. Where is she?  

I hear the front door open and close. Oh I must have beaten her home today. And sure enough there she was. "Hey baby looks like I finally beat you home huh?" I said cheerfully.

I fully expected her to say something back, but she was quite. "Baby? Hey what's wrong?" I questioned her worriedly.

She takes a deep breathe and looks up from the floor to me. "We need to talk Rachel." As soon as those left her mouth, my brain went straight for the worst thing possible. Did she cheat on me? No she wouldn't do that. Did I do something? God is she going to leave me, please no, not like this.