Raising Quinn

Chapter 1. Best Surprise Ever

Note: this is an alternate universe about what might have happened if Bex and Bowie has slept together on the night of the indoor picnic on the episode Best Surprise Ever, leading to a surprise pregnancy. This chapter contains some smut, so read at your own risk! Enjoy!

Prologue:

Bex Mack took Bowie by the hand. All around them, candles and fairy lights flickered in the darkened living room. He held her close as they playfully slow danced, showing off their moves for their daughter. It had been a very long time since she'd been in his arms, but not even time could take away the connection between them.

Andi had gone off to bed, but they'd barely even noticed her leave the room. They were a million miles away and thirteen years in the past, in their own little world.

Bowie spun Bex and expertly dipped her. He was still so charming. She smiled up at him, and as she rose back to her feet, their eyes locked on each other. Bowie pulled her closer to him, holding her in his arms. She embraced him, laying her head on his chest as they moved to the music.

When the song finally ended, they reluctantly parted. Bex was almost sad it had to end. She could have danced with him all night, as long as the music lasted.

"I have something for us," Bowie smiled, dimples forming in his cheeks. His eyes sparkled. "I was waiting until Andi went to bed to break this out," He went to the fridge and took out a bottle of chilled red wine.

Bex smiled. She could see what was going on a mile away, from the second Andi had asked Bowie to play the song he'd written for her in high school, and she hated to admit how much it was working. "Bowie, that's sweet, but I don't really drink anymore." She had a history of getting drunk and making bad decisions, and that was something she couldn't afford to do anymore, now that she was a full-time mom, and on thin ice with her mother.

"One glass won't hurt," he told her, giving her shoulder a squeeze. "We're celebrating tonight."

She sighed, with a small smile. "I guess one glass would be fine." She went to the cupboard, and took out two fluted glasses. Bowie cracked the bottle open and filled them.

"So, what exactly are we celebrating?" she asked, sitting down on the couch.

He joined her, and handed her her glass. "Andi," he smiled. "Our amazing, beautiful daughter."

Bex raised her glass. "To Andi." The glasses clinked together. She took a sip of wine. Suddenly, she burst out in a giggle.

"What?" he asked, looking at her quizzically, a smile playing on his lips. "There's no way you can be drunk on that."

"This just really takes me back," she laughed. "Do you remember my sixteenth birthday, when we stole those wine coolers from my parents' liquor cabinet and drank them on the roof?"

Bowie nodded, chuckling. "Oh yeah. I almost forgot about that. You missed your own birthday party."

"We were such little punks," she laughed. "Ugh. I hope Andi is easier on us in her teen years."

"I know I haven't known her very long," he offered. "But it's not hard to see that she's a great kid." He reached out and tentatively took her hand in his. "Thank you, Bex. For letting me be a part of her life. You have no idea how much it means to me." His eyes sparkled in the candlelight.

Bex smiled. "It means a lot to her too, having you in her life." She took another small sip of wine.

Minutes turned to an hour, as they reminisced about the past, and all the crazy stunts they'd pulled as teenagers. Bex's ribs ached from laughing so hard. It had been so long since she'd had as much fun as she was having that night, from the indoor picnic, to that very moment.