Authors: Guyana Rose & J. Rease Collaboration
Rating: Strong M~~By Strong M we mean...well if you've read our previous works, you know what we mean ;)
A/N: This is the first collaboration between us, and we hope you guys enjoy what we've come up with. Also, this has nothing to do with the television show Being Human (British or American versions).
Disclaimer: Glee belongs to R.I.B. This story belongs to its authors.
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Alien is a word Quinn hates. It always sounds like some derogatory term; some curse against unseen entities; a blaspheme. And it's too vague; it only solidifies that she doesn't belong-that she is still utterly different; unclassifiable in the collective. A person could be any variety of alien, Quinn thinks, and still be completely unlike someone in the same category. Earth has never been an accepting place, Quinn supposes.
She also hates the word extraterrestrial. It's too long and it insists upon itself to justify the ignorance of humans. The self-proclaimed superior race assumes that anything not exactly like them must certainly come from somewhere else-some distant, far off planet that came to be by the same miracle that sparked their single celled existence. Of course they're wrong.
Quinn hates classifications. She is no alien, no galactic foreigner illegally entering the Earth's atmosphere to spy on the lowly humans. If she had to give herself a definition, she'd be mostly superhuman; an evolutionary branch of the human family tree that's simply broken off and grew into the (superior) sapling beside it.
Small towns make her feel more like an outcast than big cities. But her mother insists that small towns are easier to blend into. They blended well into this one...they just faded into the background for a while. Quinn read her books and didn't talk to anyone. She gave up making friends three small towns ago. Suddenly she is Lucy Caboosey and she's the town joke and someone pulls down her pants as a prank and they see how different she really is.
And soon she and her mother, Judy, are in Lima; and now she's Quinn and this time she decides that standing out is better than blending in. So she makes a name for herself. It's the longest they stay in one place. Quinn comes into maturity in Lima. And her mother warns her of the dangers of sex (alone and with others, since Judy mated with a human named Russell who fled when he found out what they really were). But Quinn, like any teenager, doesn't really listen to her mother and she winds up getting herself pregnant. Like literally. Because she has the anatomy to accommodate repopulating the planet by herself, and with regular human beings if the urge arises. She blames it on a boy named Puck, because it'd be weird if she just popped up pregnant- and no one would believe her if she told them that her masturbatory explorations left her with child. At least after she found out she was pregnant, she had sex with him; it seemed only fair.
Her mother once explained that when she found a mate she would know. Her body would react and she could mate with a human being. Gender didn't matter because Quinn had both organs, and she would shift in preference with every mate she chose. For the longest time, Quinn assumed she'd never find her mate in Lima. There was always so little a chance that she'd find someone in one of these little places.
But the moment she met Shelby Corcoran, her body reacted. In the brief moment it took to sign over her parental rights (she's sixteen, she can't raise a kid), she gets hard-harder than she could ever achieve alone. And when Shelby leaves all Quinn can smell is her perfume. The smell makes her stomach churn with want. When she goes home that night feeling a bit empty (from both Beth's and Shelby's absence), she closes her eyes and sees the flex in Shelby's calves when she walks away; the twinkle in Shelby's eyes when she accepts her offspring as her own.
Quinn has found her mate; and now, she's constantly in need.
Shelby loves children. She always has. She just doesn't think she's had such a good track record with them until recently. The thought makes her smile and cringe all at the same time.
Rachel. That's her first baby girl's name. If ever there was a child that was a carbon copy of their parent, it would be Rachel Barbara Berry. The girl was focused and driven and had a voice that was three times her size. Shelby was the same way when she was growing up. Well, maybe a bit less innocent than her first born seems to be; that's the part that makes her cringe.
Shelby became impregnated with Rachel because she needed to get the hell out of Lima. She belonged on Broadway; she knew she had the talent and the drive to make it. Sounds selfish and crazy right? When Shelby thinks about it now, it sounds that way to her too; but at that time in her life she didn't have many options. So she signed the papers, and took the money. Her daughter's adoptive parents were gracious enough to let her hold the tiny bundle she'd birthed for a few moments before they took the child away. In those few moments little Rachel opened her eyes and smiled at her mother. That one tiny smile imprinted itself in to Shelby's heart and she committed it to memory.
Years later when the call of the stage had been sated and Shelby was back in Lima, she saw that smile again at a show choir competition. She couldn't help herself; she schemed and plotted and interjected herself into the girl's life. Only to reject her in a moment of weakness when the fear of not being good enough crept in to her heart.
But the universe was kind; even if in the back of her mind she didn't think she deserved it. A girl in Rachel's choir group was looking for someone to adopt her child. Beth. That's what the baby's father had named her. She can still remember the look of sadness on the young boy's face as he walked away from his seed. It's a funny thing though; whenever she looks at Beth she can't see any traces of the girl's father. All she sees is Quinn Fabray; her daughter's birth mother. Shelby had only spoken to the teenager for all of five minutes at the hospital, but she can still recall everything about her.
Her blonde hair that seemed to glow, her smooth too perfect looking skin that made Shelby's fingers itch to touch, the way the girl looked at her with intense green eyes that made Shelby want to forever be in their gaze, her cherry red lips that…
And that's why Shelby now curses her eidetic memory; especially where Quinn Fabray is concerned. She should not be thinking about her daughter's birth mother that way; about any teenager that way.
But every time she has a conversation with her daughter, or even looks at the tiny blonde, she thinks of Quinn. And yes, though it may sound strange, she has had many conversations with her daughter. The young blonde is nothing short of a prodigy. Beth took her first steps shortly after she turned six months old. By the time the young blonde reached her first birthday she was speaking, and understanding, with the clarity of a normally developed child of thirteen years of age. Shelby had followed the usual steps that parents of gifted children took. She had the girl tested and received confirmation of everything she already knew. To say her daughter was gifted would be an understatement.
Shelby refused the doctors' list of special schools in Europe and ignored the voice mails and letters she received from their headmasters. She wanted Beth to have a proper childhood; although she wasn't quite sure how to do that. She didn't know what Beth's needs would be or even what type of lessons to give her if she home schooled her.
Again, she found her thoughts returning to Quinn. She'd checked the girl's background and found that the blonde was an excellent student. It was noted that several times her teachers had wanted to skip her grades but her mother never allowed it. Shelby concluded that, like herself, Quinn's mother wanted her to have a normal childhood.
About a month ago Shelby was offered a small teaching position at McKinley High. She gladly took the position, because she had ulterior motives. One; she wanted to redeem herself to Rachel. She realized the mistake she made pushing her first born away and she hoped Rachel would forgive her and give her a second chance. Two; she wanted to give Quinn the opportunity to be a part of Beth's life. She didn't want her to have any of the regrets that she had where Rachel was concerned. And she wanted to get to know the girl herself. By doing so maybe she would be better prepared to raise Beth as she got older … or at least that's what she told herself.
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