(Rachel's POV)

'Pregnant?' I stand up from my couch and start pacing in front of Quinn. 'Are you sure? Pregnancy tests are only 99% affective Quinn..' I watch Quinn nod sadly and she pulls out a piece of paper from here binder, I grab it from her and slump back down on the couch. 'When did you get this? This is hospital certified.' I bite the inside of my cheek hard and I start to taste the blood settling in my mouth, I try to stay calm as Quinn shifts in her seat nervously.

'Well I went to the doctors with Finn the other day..' my eyebrows shoot up like a sky rocket and my posture stiffens, it's Finns I knew it'd had to be. 'Finn? So.. He's the father. It's understand I mean you two have been dating for quite some time now.' I look at Quinn in confusion as she shakes her head vigorously and looks down at her hands in shame. 'Something happened. Something bad.. I need your help Berr-Rachel..' I sigh and takes a deep breath trying to calm my nerves, I hand Quinn her paper back and she shoves it back into her binder.

I get up from the couch quickly and walk into the kitchen, she wants my help? What can I do for her that someone else cant, I grab two waters out of my fridge and the pregnant Cheerio walks into the kitchen cautiously. 'Why do you need my help Quinn? I'm sure someone else is just as more capable to help you in your time of need.' I slide the extra bottle of water across the island of my kitchen and Quinn catches it with both hands, I watch her intently as she tries to think. 'Look I know where not good friends.. But I have no else to turn to.' I nod my head in understanding and Quinn sighs in relief.

'My parents kicked me out last week and I'd been staying with Finn. But I cant stay there any longer he's driving me nuts.' I chuckle softly and the pregnant cheerio glares at me angrily, this is to good to be true. She wants to stay here in my home, I take a large drink of my water as I try to figure out exactly what to say. 'I know its a lot to ask but I'm begging you Berry. You're the only person that remotely understands what I'll be going through for the next seven months.'

I sit down on the bar stool next to Quinn's and we sit in silence for a few moments, I glance over at the pregnant cheerio and see tears forming in her eyes. 'I'll ask my dads tonight when they get home from work. They'll let you stay once I plead your case to them. My dads are good people and they know what's its like to not be accepted.' I put my hand over Quinn's and squeeze in lightly before letting go, I'm doomed..

(Quinn's POV)

I cant believe I'm doing this, moving into Rachel frickin' Berry's house just so I can get away from Finn. I couldn't stand his constant whining and his anger issues it was like he was bipolar, I sigh as I collapse onto the guest bed exhausted from carrying my things up the stairs. 'You okay in there?' I hear a light knock and I sit up as the shorter man comes into the room, I smile fakely and the darker man stays firmly planted in the door way. 'I'm okay just tired. It's been a long day.' The darker man disappears from the door way and the shorter Jewish looking man sits down on the bed beside me, I feel really uncomfortable but I push the feelings away.

'Thank you for letting me stay here Mr. Berry.' The short man smiles brightly and pats my shoulder lightly, I force a smile as the uncomfortable feeling I had creeps up on me again. 'I told you Quinn you can call me Hiram. You can save Mr. Berry for my husband, Leroy. He's the more formal type.' I smile more genuinely and Hiram pulls me into a hug, Oh god there huggers now I know where Berry gets it from. 'I'm just glad Rachel has a friend. I have a feeling you'll be around for awhile.' I glance over at the door and see the short Diva leaning against the doorway trying not to laugh, I wiggle from the Jewish mans grasp and Rachel walks into the room.

Rachel stand in front of us and just smiles, I raise my eyebrow and she looks over at her the short Jewish man quickly. 'Oh yeah.. Daddy, dad would like to talk to you. He said he'll be in the living room and he didn't look very cheery.' I watch as the smile falls from the he's face and he stands up quickly from the bed, this can't be good. 'I'll just go see what that is about and you girls do your thing.' Do our thing, what does that mean? Rachel shakes her head and giggles as I smile up at Hiram, the shorter man disappears from sight and Berry sits down on the bed.

'My daddy likes you. You're lucky..' I nod in agreement and Rachel lays back on the bed sighing, for from I've seen the shorter Jewish man overpowers the darker man. 'So since it's Friday we all weekend to get to know one another better. I was thinking we could watch some movies or we could to the party at Mike's house. Puck's throwing him a birthday bash and it could be fun..' I look away from Berry as Pucks name is brought up, I feel a hand on my back and I take a deep breath. 'I'd rather not go out tonight. I'm tired from the packing and moving we did today..'

I look over at Rachel as she sits up, the diva smiles a happy smile and pats my thigh excitedly. 'That's fine with me. We can stay up late and eat junk food. It'll be fun you'll see!' Rachel stands up hastily and walks out of the guest room as I sit there confused, I am beginning to think she's bipolar as well. Just a few hours ago she's was all negative and now she's just, well, creeping me out to no end, Rachel reappears into the room and drops a stack of movies on to the bed. 'Berry these are all musicals..' The diva grins and nods her head enthusiastically, I'm doomed..