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WHO: Artie Abrams (@rtartieabrams), Quinn Fabray (@see-jess-write) Bea Abrams 

WHERE: Quinn’s Office

WHEN: June 3rd 2019

NOTES: After five year of not seeing eachother, Artie and Quinn meet again…and Quinn meets her daughter for the first time. 

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“About five years” Artie lowered his voice. It was hard to admit in front of his daughter. But if he started to pretend he had the smallest of contacts with Lucy now...he knew Bea would be demanding to get to know her...and he knew Luce had no interest in it. Artie turned to look at Bea, incapable to stop the impulse. To his surprise, the little girl smiled weakly at him and went on to reply to the psychologist. No trace of crying, like he had expected

“No...not kids. What kind of doctor could fix a spine?”

Oh dear Lord. Just what he needed. 

To think that just minutes ago he had thought his daughter had no problem with his condition and that didn’t see him any differently. It had been years since the last time they had talked about his disability. He was surprised she even remembered the word spine. Without knowing, Bea was doing the absolute best to make them seem like a family that was barely holding things together. He wouldn’t be surprised if he was ordered to go seek help from himself after this

“Love, we’ve talked about this” he lowered his voice, hoping the psychologist wouldn’t hear. His daughter nodded once, for a moment she looked as sad as he had feared and then changed her answer “ a surgeon would be nice. I like playing Operation a lot” Artie caressed Bea’s blond hair and nodded. It cheered her up instantly. It did the same for him. 

“ You think that if you write me a note or something...Miss Pierce could let me play while the others ask dumb questions?” he furrowed his brow again, looking far wiser than most kids her age “ or maybeee you can tell me how can I help them understand stuff so we can go quicker” Bea like things straight and quick. Just like her mother. 

Blue eyes, blond hair|| Quartie

[rtartieabrams]

see-jess-write :

rtartieabrams‌:

WHO: Artie Abrams (@rtartieabrams), Quinn Fabray (@see-jess-write) Bea Abrams 

WHERE: Quinn’s Office

WHEN: June 3rd 2019

NOTES: After five year of not seeing eachother, Artie and Quinn meet again…and Quinn meets her daughter for the first time. 

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“ I think I would like to do some puzzles “ Bea cheered up almost standing up in her rush of emotion “or maaaybe I could play doctor. But with some dolls, I don’t need other kids to be the sick people “ Bea was doing an absolute perfect job demonstrating her absolute hatred towards people. It was like she was making an absolute effort. It wasn’t like she was some hermit. She was incredibly fond of her cousins, aunts, uncles and even considered some of Artie’s closest friends like her actual family. “I wish cousin Ines was at my class. She’s pretty good at faking sickness” she sighed, sitting still again. 

And then it happened

That Goddamn awful question. Yeah he was expecting it from the moment the word “therapist” made its way out of the teacher’s lips. He suspected Miss Pierce was pretty concerned about him singlehandedly raising Bea. He even wondered- but never dared to share said concern with any other living being -except maybe to Vincent- his cat - that she secretly wanted them to go seek a specialist due to her concern about the lack of a mother in their lives. 

He was half expecting -and dreading - that Bea would again beat him to answering the question, but she was now suspiciously quiet. It had been years since the last time Bea had asked about her mom. But he knew she longed to hear every single detail she could get about her. 

But she knew it hurt him. No matter what others said. He was so god damn lucky to have a kid as perceptive and compassionate as his. Even if she was sassy and a hardass on the outside. 

Artie crossed his arms against his chest and sighed, looking a little in the direction of the roof but avoiding to look all the way there, afraid to come off as rude. He always made sure to word the exact chosen words to make her look the best way possible on her daughter’s eyes “Lucy and I were friends” he said his voice soft “for a really, really long time. We overcome some really hard stuff together” he managed to offer a crooked smile “ but we had really different plans for the future ...so when we knew ... that Bea was on her way “ she looked at her daughter fondly for a second “we sat and had a long talk about the best path. For the three of us “ he sighed “I was ready, more than ready to be a dad, so we agreed I would keep her” he shrugged “easiest decision of my life” he looked Quinn right in the eye in that very same moment “ Lucy is brilliant. Just like her kid. I’m sure she’s taking the world by storm “ he was more firm in that sentence than he had been in ages.

Blue eyes, blond hair|| Quartie

[rtartieabrams]

see-jess-write :

rtartieabrams‌:

WHO: Artie Abrams (@rtartieabrams), Quinn Fabray (@see-jess-write) Bea Abrams 

WHERE: Quinn’s Office

WHEN: June 3rd 2019

NOTES: After five year of not seeing eachother, Artie and Quinn meet again…and Quinn meets her daughter for the first time. 

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Artie was about to shake the Doctor’s hand when his daughter beat him to it

“Bea Abrams. Let’s not do the whole Beatrice thing”- Artie was blushing so hard he was basically purple. He couldn’t even bring himself to look at the therapist in the eye, thinking she was surely judging him for his parenting abilities.

“Arthur “ he informed, nervously “yeah, of course “ he nodded firmly looking somewhere around the Doctor’s head but not really at her. He was with Bea now, pretty much ready to leave.

“ So Miss Pierce is a little worried about Bea’s ability to relate to other kids “ Abrams mumbled just as Quinn settled in her office chair. Bea stood up from her father’s lap and took off one of the chairs, giving him space to park his wheelchair in front of the desk.

“ Thank you, Chip” he whispered. The little girl looked at him fondly, squeezed his hand and sat in the vacant chair in front of Quinn

“They really don’t get the most basic stuff, “ she said, looking Quinn straight in the eye “ Miss Pierce has to say the same thing over and over. And they don’t even let me play in the meantime”

“Bea” Artie whispered. The little girl turned to look at him and shrugged “its the truth. You say I must say the truth. Always”

Artie turned to take the paperwork he had inside the backpack in the back of his chair. He extended it to Quinn, still too embarrassed to make any eye contact with her

“ I brought everything they asked me to “

Once the Doctor started examining the papers, Artie could finally manage to peak a look at her. He observed carefully as see examined Bea’s Documents feeling self-conscious of the contents.

He was now ready for the question. Beatrice Madeline Abrams, born in April 3rd, 2014, New York. Father: Arthur Tristan Abrams. No mention of a mother. That one was going to be a blast to explain.  Even better having to explain with his daughter in the room.

“ Are my grades there?” Bea interrupted his thoughts “ because I have all As. I am not dumb like the other kids “

Blue eyes, blond hair|| Quartie

[rtartieabrams]

Blue eyes, blond hair|| Quartie

WHO: Atie Abrams (@rtartieabrams), Quinn Fabray (@see-jess-write) Bea Abrams 

WHERE: Quinn’s Office

WHEN: June 3rd 2019

NOTES: After five year of not seeing eachother, Artie and Quinn meet again...and Quinn meets her daughter for the first time. 

“ I already go to school and get good grades “ When Bea frowned, she looked just like her mother. Everyone always said he was the vivid image of Artie. But for him, she was so incredibly Lucy. It wasn’t even just the frown. There were the eyelashes, the way her entire face lighted up or darkened depending on the situation…the blond hair. Yes, she had his eyes but she was so beautiful…it was impossible not to remember Lucy a hundred times a day.

“  I know sweetie “ he said, his voice soft. Blue eyes met little, identical replicas “ but Miss Pierce said you had problems making friends”

That frown again

“ Those kids are dumb” Artie stared at her in horror wondering how in hell she had heard that word. Sure, he used his fair share of bad words on a daily basis. But never in front of her. He needed to have a word with his sisters about child education.

Even if Gia, the youngest of them already had three children of her own.

He was left without words for a second. Took a deep breath, counted to five and chose his words carefully

“ So…Miss Pierce said you needed this. And we can’t go against her cause she’s your teacher“ - Artie took a carefully look towards his daughter, who was still frowning but nodded - “So…how about this? three sessions. We come here three times and if you don’t like it, I talk to Miss Pierce and tell her we will look for another therapist?”

Judging by the look on her face, Bea was not really happy about the arrangement. But she knew it could be worst.

Artie was not one of those parents that imposed their will to their children. He never pulled the “Because I said so! “ card and he had been careful of never saying the “Because I am your father” line. Some people thought he was too easy on his kid and that he would end up spoiling her.

He couldn’t give one single fuck about those people.

Yeah, Be a could say inappropriate words sometimes. But she was insanely smart. Compassionate. And she had a common sense he wasn’t sure many kids had. She was curious and quick-tempered. But knew how to be so gentle. She was inclusive and headstrong.

And for that, she reminded him of Lucy so much more.

“Fine”  she frowned even more as she said so. She got off the car and waited patiently, her little arms crossed against her chest.

She was waiting for Artie. For him to get his wheelchair out of the backseat and get to it. For her, it was like second nature.

Artie wasn’t even sure that his daughter thought once that her father was different from the others. For her, he was just “daddy”

Once he was in his wheelchair, he closed the car and went around her, to meet Bea. He smiled at her and to his surprise managed to make her smile too, for the first time in that day.

“Let’s go, Munchkin”  Bea smiled even brighter at the sound of her nickname  and got into his lap, not even asking

“ We are getting ice cream after this” she informed, a serious tone in her voice

“ We do have to have dinner first”

“Okay”

Artie kissed the top of her head and made his way to the office.

For an office, it wasn’t that bad. Or bad at all. He had been afraid it would be scary of Bea but it had some homely vibe about it. It was professional, yeah, and elegant in its own little way. But it was also subtly warm.  Bea’s eyes immediately went to the little playing area. It had a set of coloring books and laughing children. It had a chalkboard …but what really got her attention, Artie knew, were the books.

“She’s got some Doctor Seuss “ Bea whispered in his ear, excited but trying not to show it.

“ I’ll read Dr. Seuss to you tonight. Okay, Chip? ”

“Well duh” she said jokingly “like I would let you go to sleep otherwise”

Artie tried to look mad but failed miserably.

He went to the main desk, where the receptionist looked really concentrated over the screen of her computer.

“…Good afternoon” Artie sounded dumb to his own ears. He didn’t want to sound unprofessional or too casual but that sentence didn’t seem to come easy for him “ We have an appointment at four? “ the receptionist looked at him like he had a horn coming up his forehead

“ Is for Beatrice Abrams “ Bea intervened, a solemn gesture on her little gestures. The receptionist seemed to warm up a little.