A/N: Hi! This is a College!Faberry fanfic with slight Brochel. Everything up until here (4x12) is pretty much canon.
I hope you guys enjoy it :)
Disclaimer: We do not own Glee or any of this characters. Just having fun.
Quinn looked down at the paper in her hand, with the address on it, and then up at the buildings. Santana walked quickly ahead of her before Quinn grabbed her wrist and pulled her back to her side. "God, we are not running a fucking marathon." She rolled her eyes as she kept on searching for the building, her hand was slightly shaking like the morning Kurt called her a few days ago to let her know about all this. She didn't even remember how she called Santana and asked for her help.
Santana and Quinn had never been really good friends, they had always found something bad to do behind the other's back, but in Senior year, everything was alright between them until the day when they saw each other after months for Thanksgiving. Even though, Santana really didn't mind getting slapped by Quinn again, Quinn was still mad about it.
First thing she did was breaking up with the professor she had been dating for a while when she went back to New Haven. She knew it was wrong, maybe all she needed was a friend who would tell her it was wrong, and she clearly didn't have many of them at Yale.
"I just want to get this over with and I want to know the deets." Santana smirked at Quinn, knowing exactly the things to say to rile Quinn up.
Quinn stopped in front of her with a serious expression. "You're disgusting. Also, we need to be subtle about it, she doesn't know that we are here or even why were are here."
Santana scoffed at Quinn before saying. "Subtle. Of course I know how to be subtle." Quinn nodded and they kept on walking until they found the building, that was written on the paper. It looked like a huge place that Rachel might like to Quinn, even though the building was old and probably wasn't in the best neighborhood of New York. They walked up the stairs and with a last look at Santana, Quinn knocked on the door three times nervously.
Kurt took a long sip of his coffee as he sat by the window, waiting impatiently for Santana and Quinn to arrive. He called Quinn as soon as Rachel told him her period was two weeks late, and he sure knew Rachel Berry's periods never were late. After seeing Brody naked in their apartment two weeks ago, and the unused condom he found in trash, he was sure that Rachel was pregnant. Even she had been eating and sleeping more than usual for two weeks.
First person he could thought of to call was Quinn, since she had experience on it. He kept calling her many times throughout the week to arrange things and formulate their plan. He walked towards the door as he heard the knocks and let out a soft sigh as he saw his old friends. "Thank you for coming! I've been freaking out since last week. I literally have no idea of what I've been doing."
"Okay, let's all calm down and take a deep breath." Quinn said after they stepped into the apartment. The three of them took a deep breath and looked at each other for a moment before losing it again.
"Where is she? Is she at the doctor?" Santana asked, looking around the living room.
Quinn looked at Kurt with her eyes wide. "Did she start having morning sickness? Because when I had them, I used to suck on lollipops and it usually helped me."
"No! For God's sake it's 7 in the morning! She is sleeping in her room. By the way, she has been doing that a lot lately." Kurt rolled his eyes in disbelief after giving them a knowing look, thinking they were even bigger drama queens than he already was. He led them towards the couch. "Yesterday, she ate three slices of pizza! Can you believe it? Three slices! She even ate two when we haven't had breakfast once. What if the baby is growing too fast?"
"You mean like that creepy baby on Twilight?" Santana asked, Kurt and Quinn both raised an eyebrow at Santana so she quickly added "Not that I know anything about it, because I don't." She looked down at her nails and sat on the couch. Quinn just smirked and shook her head.
"It's normal though. I used to crave bacon all the time, it was like heaven." She sighed dreamily before sitting on the couch, beside Santana. "Kurt, go wake her up!"
"I want to see if she already has a giant stomach." Santana smiled widely.
Kurt nodded his head before walking towards Rachel's room to wake her up. He opened the door, walking to her bed before sitting on it. "Rachel… Rachel. Wake up!" Rachel just muttered something in her sleep, shifting on the bed. Kurt groaned and seeing that he had no other way out, he said loudly and worried. "Rachel, wake up! Barbra Streisand is trending on Twitter, do you think she's dead?!" Rachel snapped her eyes open with a panicked expression on her face before searching for her phone.
"Hell no!" She unlocked her phone and went quickly to check the trending topics. "I can't see anything besides #ilovemyboyfriendbecause trending, Kurt." She frowned slightly, looking at Kurt who shrugged, getting up.
"I thought I saw it. It was about Justin Bieber, I guess. Anyway, Santana and Quinn are here." He said simply as Rachel widened her eyes.
"W-What? Why?"
Kurt rolled his eyes. "Not really sure. It was something about missing someone."
Rachel walked to her closet to grab her clothes; she brushed her hair after changing to her causal clothes. She took a deep breath and walked to the living room after Kurt.
"I really hope this baby doesn't hold her back, I already went through so much to make her realize that she should chase her dreams." Quinn sighed deeply, looking down at her lap.
Santana sighed deeply as well before saying, "Look, maybe it'll be alright. You can babysit her kid when she needs and I'm sure you'd love that." She smirked, nudging Quinn who slapped her arm before she leaned against the couch.
"Shut up. You have no idea of what you're talking about."
After some seconds, Santana looked up at Rachel approaching the living room and whispered to Quinn, "Holy shit, did the baby give her a hotter appearance?" Quinn frowned and looked over to where Santana was looking and felt her heart stop. She swallowed thickly at the sight and couldn't do anything besides stay glued to her seat with her mouth open.
"Hey, guys. I didn't expect you to be here…" Rachel bit her lip lightly as she walked towards them, waiting for them to get up as they stayed at their seats with their mouths open wide. Kurt sat down on the same couch as them and took a sip of his, now cold, coffee. He stared at Rachel's stomach, which still looked perfectly fit.
Santana was the first to snap out of her daze and got up, she walked slowly to Rachel and carefully wrapped her arms around her. "Rachel! Look at you, a grown woman, finally! How things change when we go to another city, right? Lots of change…"
Rachel frowned slightly at Santana's words but then smiled nonetheless. "I know, lots of things have changed." Kurt gave Quinn and Santana a knowing look, thinking exactly what changed for his best friend. He took another sip of his coffee.
"Sure… Everything has changed and will continue changing."
Quinn bit her lip as she stood up, her heart beating a little bit faster as she was finally seeing Rachel for the first time in months. She smiled softly at her and walked to her, hugging Rachel gently but firmly. "Hi."
Rachel hugged Quinn back, placing her hand on the girl's lower back with a huge smile on her lips. "I'm glad you finally decided to visit me! You have been talking about it for months now."
Quinn widened her eyes as Santana raised an eyebrow at her, remembering that this wasn't the story Quinn told them back in Lima. Quinn pulled back from the hug, smoothing down her dress as she looked nervously around. "Anyway! Let's sit and talk about things."
Rachel kept smiling as she sat beside Kurt and put her hands on her stomach. "I'm starving! Why don't we go out to get some breakfast? I've discovered very good places here, nothing like Breadstix." Kurt gave Quinn and Santana another knowing look, shaking his head at them.
"Why don't you tell us what you're craving right now? I mean, what you really want to eat so we can go to the right place!" Quinn said with a big smile, Santana nodded her head frantically with every word Quinn was saying.
"Make yourself at home."
"But this is already my home…" Rachel said, raising an eyebrow at them before shaking her head. "Anyway, I think I want to eat croissants."
Kurt smiled widely, getting up. "Come one girls, I know a French café that has the best croissants ever!"
"Those croissants are really to die for, Kurt!" Quinn chewed on her food slowly, her eyes always coming back to Rachel throughout their breakfast. Santana stuffed herself with food, shamelessly staring at Rachel's stomach. Rachel kept eating and drinking her coffee with a soft smile on her lips, enjoying breakfast with her friends, Kurt just kept looking at Rachel's plate, checking how much she ate.
"It's really good to see you, guys. Even though I don't know why you did come."
"Because we missed you!" Quinn and Santana said brightly at the same time. Quinn nodded softly to let Rachel know it really was true. Santana leaned forward in her chair to interrogate Rachel.
"So, how's life? Much singing? Dancing? Obsessing over Barbra? Having sex?" Quinn kicked Santana's shin under the table at the last question.
"I-It's pretty good. There is definitely much more singing and dancing." Rachel gulped down her coffee, rolling her eyes to ease her nervousness at Santana's last question.
Kurt smiled brightly. "Well, it's good to have an apartment of our own, isn't it? No parents, no open door policy…" He trailed off.
Rachel nodded her head, chuckling. "Well, that's true."
"You broke up with Finn, why would you want no open door policy?" Quinn frowned, feeling her jealousy arising once more before giving Rachel a soft smile to cover it up. Santana just shook her head at Quinn and went back to eat.
"Yeah, I mean… That's not really important." Rachel said quickly as she wanted to escape the subject, she ordered another croissant. "I'm really hungry lately. I think it has something to do with my new schedule."
"Oh! Schedule… Tell us more about that 'schedule'." Santana asked, still leaning forward. Quinn leaned forward as well, looking closely at Rachel as she chewed on her bottom lip.
"As you know, I'll be auditioning for a role on Broadway. It's nothing really big but they want me to do a topless scene, so I thought I should work out a bit." Rachel smiled shyly, taking a sip of her coffee.
Quinn clenched her jaw as she looked away, Rachel already had told her about it but she still couldn't shake this jealousy off her. Santana frowned at her.
"But you shouldn't work out a lot in your condition."
"What's my condition? If you are saying something bad about my look again, I really can't take it, Santana. I have changed and as you know, we are in New York now, we are not kids anymore. I wish you had grew up as well!" Rachel rolled her eyes furiously as Kurt raises her eyebrows, saying, "This reminds me of Quinn in our sophomore year."
Quinn glared furiously at him before looking back at Rachel, saying softly. "Look, I know this is hard and that you really don't have control over it but take a deep breath, okay? And imagine something that soothes you, it used to help me." Santana shut her mouth and leaned back against her chair, not wanting to deal with crazy moods swings right now.
"What? Are we even talking about me here? Because I don't understand what you all are talking about." Rachel leaned against her chair, rolling her eyes at her croissant as she didn't feel hungry anymore. "I really don't understand why you are here when you didn't even call me once after graduation, Santana. At least Quinn sent e-mails every week."
Santana raised her eyebrows amused, looking at Quinn. "So Quinn sent you e-mails every week, huh?" Quinn looked away as if they weren't talking about her, although she squirmed in her chair a bit.
"I'm so flattered, by the way, Quinn. I have missed you too and you know I would come if Cassandra weren't making my life a hell here." Rachel smiled softly at Quinn, ducking her head as Kurt laughed briefly.
"That's no problem. I'm very busy as well, super busy." Quinn nodded her head firmly; Santana rolled her eyes at her.
"At least you're not busy letting Patches fuck you in his office anymore."
"What?" Rachel squeaked out, raising both her eyebrows as Kurt choked on his water.
"Patches who? And I hope you are using protection Quinn, because we know what happens if you don't, right Rachel?" He gave Rachel a pointed look. She kept frowning, ignoring Kurt's question.
"Wasn't the slap I gave you enough? Do you want another one? Because I'm so up for it." Quinn clenched her jaw, turning her face to Santana who just rolled her eyes hard at her. "Loosen it up, Q. I'm glad you saw the light."
Kurt and Rachel narrowed their eyes in suspicion at Santana and Quinn as they weren't understanding anything but not wanting to force them to tell. They both kept sipping their drinks before Rachel's phone started to ring. Kurt asked with a raised eyebrow. "Who is it?"
"Brody. We had plans today but I'll cancel them since you guys are here."
Both Santana and Quinn's jaws clenched at that and they glared hard at Rachel's phone. "Tell him you've got company and don't need him ruining another thing for you." Santana said angrily as Quinn rolled her eyes beside her.
Rachel looked at them as if they were crazy before answering the call. "Hey, Brody! Good morning to you too. Yes, I know! I just had breakfast. Quinn and Santana are here, yes my friends back in High School – That's not nice… Umm. Yeah. You can come over in the evening so we will all go out together. Bye!"
Quinn looked out the window and exhaled slowly, she really didn't think she could take this situation once again. Santana kept glaring at the phone before muttering, "I'm disgusted. Can we go back?"
"Brody will pick us up at 7pm and we will go to NYADA's most famous bar for students but until then, Kurt and I can show you guys around!" Rachel said excitedly after hanging up the phone.
Kurt rolled his eyes. "I'm not really sure, Rachel. I might have plans for the evening."
"We go with you two!" Quinn said quickly, pointing at herself and Santana. She nudged Santana's leg under the table and Santana glared at her before widening her eyes. "Oh! Yes, we go with you. I want to get my drink on, I need it."
"Yay!" Rachel smiled brightly and clapped her hands as Kurt rolled his eyes again.
"So let's get some New York air, shall we?"
"How are we dealing with this now? He'll be here and we need to talk with him. See if his intention is serious and if he's aware of how much he needs to make up to Rachel for doing that to her." Quinn crossed her arms as she looked at Santana and Kurt, while Rachel was in her bedroom getting ready.
Santana shrugged. "We can always threat to cut his balls off."
Brody walked towards Kurt and Rachel's apartment and knocked on the door, rubbing the back of his neck nervously.
"Guys, shit is going down." Santana put her bitch face on, her bitchier face on and she and Quinn both waited for Brody at the living room as Kurt got up to open the door.
"Hi, Kurt. How is everything going?" Brody asked, trying to be cute as he walked inside. Kurt sighed deeply, putting his own bitch face on.
"Well, it could have been better. It's obvious that our friends' life affect our life as well."
Brody frowned a little confused as he walked towards the living room. "Hey! You must be Quinn and you must be Santana. Rachel always talks about you two!"
"Oh, really? That's amazing. She never talks about you." Santana gave him a wide, sarcastic smile. Quinn got up with her HBIC face on and hands on her hips.
"I think we should have a little talk, you stupid moron." She said coldly, feeling even more grossed out now that she was face to face with him.
"E-Excuse me?" Brody raised his eyebrows in surprise, clearing his throat. "What did I do? And where is Rachel?"
Kurt narrowed his eyes at Brody. "She is getting read in her room. She could've been ready quicker if she wasn't having problems with picking out a dress that fits her, if you know what I mean."
Quinn poked his chest until he was sitting on the couch and the three of them were standing in front of him with their hands on their hips. "Did you know that this happened to me once? I was 16 and now Rachel is 18 and you managed to ruin her whole life!"
"But I didn't do anything! I don't even know what happened? I talked to her this morning and she sounded just fine, is she okay?" Brody asked nervously, drumming his fingers on his thigh.
"Oh, of course you didn't do anything. You couldn't even put a fucking condom on your dick, could you?" Santana said angrily, her eyes on fire as she looked down at him. Quinn got even angrier at picturing them having sex.
"Of course she sounded fine! Did you want her to have a breakdown in the middle of a café?"
"What? But I-I did use a con-" Brody gulped audibly as he tried to remember what happened at that night. He let out a deep shaky breath at the images coming to his mind. "I-Is she pregnant?"