Glad You Came
By Imaginary Poet


Summary: Quinn's accident has torn a hole in the space-time continuum. She finds herself back in sophomore year, pre-pregnancy, pre-chaos, pre-Finchel. Will she use her knowledge of the future to finally make things right?

Pairings: Eventual Faberry and essentially every canon ship, though not as you might think (given that Quinn is changing the world and such).

A/N: I'd like to say first, thank you for reading. I know many of you are randoms from Tumblr or new fans who have faith in me. Thank you for that; I hope to make you proud. Please feel free to review and leave me feedback. If you'd like to contact me for any reason, please do. Second, I own absolutely nothing. Last and most importantly, please, please, please, do NOT ever text while driving! I lost two friends to this totally avoidable situation. If it's urgent, pull over. Your life matters more than your one word response.

Note: Additionally, teen suicide is a very real and very unfortunate. More than this, it is very preventable. If you or someone you know is having suicidal thoughts/feelings tell someone. Get the help that you DESERVE. Please know that it does get better, so very, very much better, the longer you live.


Chapter 1

Smash. Broken glass chimes and warped metal slides on pavement. On my way, don't start; I'm on the way. I need to get there soon, but I can't move. Sirens sound like they're getting closer. What's happening? Why is everything going black?
I wake with a gasp. 'What a weird dream,' I think. Not feeling like sleeping anymore anyway, I look at my alarm clock. It's already 5:28 in the morning, so I might as well get up now. Cheerios practice is at 7 and if I am going to prove to Sylvester that she made the best decision by taking me back, I'll have to look my best.

I'm in the shower when I notice something bizarre. My hair feels a lot longer than it did yesterday. Besides that, I think that I'm down a few stretch marks. Having been an overweight preteen and a pregnant teen, I wasn't able to escape them completely, though today I seem to be looking better than I have in a long time. Maybe today will be special after all.

"Good morning, Sweetheart," my mother calls from the kitchen as she hears me come down the stairs.

"Morning Mom. You wouldn't believe how well my uniform looked on me when I put it on today! It was like I was never even preg-," I stop midword as I notice something that definitely doesn't belong here.

"Morning Dear," the intruder says.

"What's he doing here?"
"I never go into work before breakfast, Honey," he says as if I am the crazy one here.

"You don't live here," I say bluntly. The two of them look at me as though I'm completely and utterly insane and for a moment I think that I might be.

"What in the world are you talking about?" My mother asks, "Of course your father lives here, Quinnie, it's his home," as she places a plate of breakfast in front of him like he hasn't been gone for almost a year.

"That's not…you left him! After he kicked me out of the house for being pregnant you left him! He was cheating on you with some woman from Lima Tattoos and Piercings!"

"Honey, I have no idea what you're talking about! Did you have a nightmare? I think I would have known if my own daughter had been pregnant!"

'What the hell, Mom?' I can't help but think.

"You're barely 16 Lucy, so you had better bet on your behind that such abominations would not be tolerated under my roof! Are you messing around with that Hudson boy because if you are I promise you that instead of Cheerios practice, you'll be meeting with Pastor Dan and he'll tell you all about chastity and the sin of promiscuity!"

"Are you kidding me?" I asked. I don't know who he thinks he is, but busting in here after all this time, not even knowing that I'm 18, and condemning me, not to mention insinuating that I ever did anything with Finn really makes me mad.

"Who do you think you are?" I scold, "You know you were messing around with that tramp, Jamboree, long before I even let Puckerman knock me up! I don't know why you're back but I know Mom and I were doing fine until you came back!"

"You know what Lucy? I'm not sure what you think you're talking about but you need to learn to mind you own damn business! You can say goodbye to that shiny new red Beetle in the driveway, because you're grounded from it until you show me some respect!"

"Russell, wait, maybe it's temporary insanity? Quinnie, Honey, have you been…have you been experimenting with self abuse?" My mother says, whispering out the last part, "I read that those who do that can go mad because it's unnatural."

"You think I'm crazy? You think I'm crazy from MASTURBATION?" I can't believe what I'm hearing.

"Lucy Quinn! Don't say that word!" She chides with a blush.

"Ask him about Jamboree, Mom! Puck said he saw them downtown a while after you left him. Santana saw the two of them at Breadstix once and she threatened that if he ever hurt me again, they'd find pieces of him in all fifty states. She has a bar that goes straight through the bridge of her nose! Even Brittany said she was a weirdo."

"That is enough!" My father yells.

"Is this true?" My mother asks in the most hurt voice I think I've ever heard.

"It's not what you think Judy," he says, "she's not serious. She's just for fun."

"Oh, well in that case…"

"No, Mom! You're done taking crap from him! You promised when I moved back in that he wouldn't get to destroy us ever again. If you can't stand up for yourself then I will."

I turn my body towards him and threaten, "You need to leave. You have hurt our family more than enough times. I don't understand what is going on with you two this morning, but I know that we are so much better off without you. You will never make my mother feel helpless again. You will never turn your back on me again. You will never desecrate the name of God again by preaching your hate and ignorance as religion. You will never see us again."

I reuse to back down and I can see that for the first time, he's afraid of me. He looks at me hard for a while, and I look harder. Finally he stands and looks at my mother.

"Is this really what you want Judy? To be the laughing stock of Church and book club and your women's social group? Because you let some smart ass little girl tell your husband to leave his own home?"

"You made me a laughing stock the moment you decided that your adulterous affair was worth more to you than your family. You need to leave. I am done with you."

He looked at me again, letting me see all the hate in his eyes, a look usually reserved for people like Rachel's dads, or the single mothers at the grocery store,

"I hope you're happy Lucy. You've just changed your entire life. How does it feel knowing that you're responsible for the ruin of this family?"

"I feel fantastic," I respond, smiling at my mother and heading out to my bug.


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