Title::..Show Me Your Teeth

Spoilers::..Goes AU from Funk

Rating::..M-16+ for coarse language and adult themes

Genre::..Supernatural

Characters::..Quinn, Beth, Jesse, Rachel, Mercedes and Kurt (with mentions to the other Gleeks)

Pairing::..St. Berry, St. Fabray and a bit of Faberry

Author's Note::..This is dedicated to riverkirby for the wonderful feedback on my fic Thriller Night, thanks for suggesting I write this sequel and then giving me some great advice throughout, hope you enjoy this :D

Thriller Night is a fic I am really proud of, so I would adore it if y'all could go read it :D but I don't think it is essential for you to read that to understand this sequel, I explain what happened in the first part. That said this fic is totally different to Thriller Night, it's much longer, it's less horror and more character-focused. The only motif I've carried over is Quinn having freakishly-vivid dreams. This first part is introducing you to the characters and setting up the storyline, the second part (whenever I get it posted, am really busy with my first job at the moment) will be more action-filled.

The title of the fic comes from an amazingly sexy song by my Queen Lady Gaga called Teeth. When I bought The Fame Monster I instantly latched on to the song and it's been one of my favourite songs ever since. For this fic I've used the title not only because it could be interpreted in a vampiric way but also because I interpret it to be about showing who you really are, showing your strength and all that kick-butt awesomeness.

Summary::..Don't be scared, I've done this before; Quinn continues her battle with the vampire Jesse St. James. (sequel to Thriller Night)


The child was the most perfect thing Quinn had ever seen. Beth with her long locks of golden blonde. She had clear skin, which looked white under the sun's uninterrupted rays. She was twirling around on the green grass. She picked up the skirt of her light pink dress and flicked it around, her face lit up with the pure delight only a child can possess. She was spinning continuously and laughing, completely lost in her own world.

Quinn was still struggling to believe her daughter was turning four next week. Quinn felt so old. She felt a million times older than the high school girl who had given birth to this beautiful child. Quinn knew it would only get worse as she grew older while Beth stayed perfect.

All of the other children at the park kept clear of the angelic girl. This was something Beth was no longer offended by; instead she was used to it. The other kids had always avoided her. It was as if they could see into her and they knew she wasn't one of them. Quinn couldn't imagine how much worse it would get once Beth started school. Quinn had kept Beth away from the other children by keeping her out of pre-school, but soon it would be time for elementary school. How would the other children react when Beth pulled up her top lip to show them all her unusually long teeth? What would the other children call her when she out-ran them all with her superhuman speed? What would happen when she got into a fight with another student and plunged her fangs into their skin in her rage? Quinn couldn't protect Beth forever.

No matter how much Quinn loved Beth they were not the same. Beth's eyes were like her father's, dark and mischievous, Quinn could never be sure what she was thinking. Beth's black, think and elegantly long eyelashes glittered as she blinked her eyes open. Her fiery eyes set on Quinn and she began running toward the park bench. She pulled herself into Quinn's lap.

"Mommy, I'm hungry." Beth complained.

"Okay sweetie." Quinn said, gathering her daughter up in her arms. She took Beth to the car where they could have privacy. Then she extended her arm with Beth latching on to her bicep. Beth plunged her fangs in, reopening the wounds that had only just begun to heal. Quinn watched with her heart in her throat, raking her hand through Beth's hair. Quinn could barely breathe, she knew if Beth drank too much she would die. But there was nothing she could do to control her own daughter.


Quinn's eyes snapped open as she sucked in a terrified gasp. She felt as if she were drowning and so she instantly made an attempt to sit up. Her plans were thwarted by her huge swollen stomach which prevented her from moving too quickly. Using all of her strength she pulled herself into a sitting position. She was comforted by the feeling of Beth squirming within her. The reality of lying in Mercedes' guest room returned to her and she relaxed. But still Beth kept doing somersaults. It was unusual for her to be so active; Quinn was reminded of how she used to do flips through the air as a cheerleader.

She sat still, taking in a series of deep breaths. Her skin had curled into goose-pimples as her nerves jittered. It had been a week since Jesse had snuck into her bedroom and it wasn't odd for her to experience nightmares about the vampire boy. Before she had believed vampires to be sexy and romantic. Now she lived in fear of the power Jesse possessed. She had dreamt about him taunting her or some nights he would seduce her. This was the first time she had dreamt of her own daughter being a vampire. It had shocked Quinn so deeply and she supposed this was what had caused Beth's strong reaction.

Quinn sought the comfort of being able to see everything in the room and reached out for the lamp. But when she turned the light on she was faced with more horror. She found she was not the only person in the room. Standing in the corner was a dark figure, he wore black clothes and on top of his head was a dark brown cloud of curly hair. When he raised his hands she saw he wasn't dark at all. Instead his skin was so pale it was as colourless as a sheet of black paper and when his lips parted in a cruel smile his stainless teeth shone in the dim lighting of her bedside lamp. She wanted to scream but her throat clenched shut, capturing the sound before she could release it. Still Beth wouldn't calm down, Quinn had never been so uncomfortable in her whole life and she had a feeling it was only going to get worse.

Jesse took slow steps out of the corner, still grinning at her. "Hi Quinn, how's it going?"

"What the hell are you doing in my room?" She wanted to sound tough but instead her voice came out in a pathetic squeak.

"I had to flee last week when you started to shriek like an annoying pig." He informed her. "You didn't even give me a chance to explain myself."

She swallowed with great difficulty, the inside of her throat felt like it had been lined with sand paper. "I don't want to hear anything that you have to say."

He showed her his empty palms as if this proved his innocence. "I don't understand why you're so angry with me. I thought you wanted me here last week, you were crying out for me to release you."

"I don't want anything from you." She insisted.

"Okay, I'll go." He responded, he began over to the window she hadn't remembered leaving open. He was almost a foot from the window when suddenly he disappeared. He reappeared leaning over Quinn in the bed. "Do me a favour, huh Quinn?" He twirled her hair around his cold fingers. She stared up at him, every part of her body trembling. "Don't tell anyone about this little miscommunication between us. In fact forget I was ever here, forget everything you saw. Okay?" He ran his fingertip across her bottom lip which she couldn't hold still. "Because if you tell anyone about me, especially Rachel, I'll make you regret it. Am I understood?"

"Yes." She breathed and as quickly as the blinking of an eye he was gone. She exhaled gratefully. It took a lot of effort for her to get off of the bed; with Beth moving around so much tasks took longer than usual. Quinn felt it was essential to close and lock the window. But her plan was never fulfilled. As soon as she straightened up a rush of liquid slapped at each foot, instantly rooting her to the spot.

She didn't know how she moved out of the room, but the next thing she knew she was standing at Mercedes' closed bedroom door. She didn't dare look behind her in the fears of seeing a trail of liquid marking her path. Beth wouldn't leave her alone. The only way to unleash this anxious energy was to knock frantically on the door. Why wasn't Mercedes answering? Quinn wrapped one arm around her stomach, the only way she knew how to protect her baby.

Just when Quinn considered giving up on Mercedes and calling an ambulance for herself the door opened. Mercedes looked extremely tired, her eyes were barely open. She looked odd with her weave missing and her real hair flying in all directions. "What do you want at this time of the night crazy white girl?"

"My water just broke." Quinn informed her, surprised by the calmness of her voice.

"Oh, damn." Mercedes gasped, her eyes floating down to Quinn's stomach which was sticking out more than ever. In an instant she was completely awake. Her eyes were full and she was alive with nervous energy. "Mom! Mom! Mom, get up, get up! Quinn's having her baby! She's having her baby right now, get outta bed!"

Everything after this was a frantic blur. It all passed by so quickly, as if someone had pressed the 'fast-forward' button. Mercedes chatted nervously the whole drive to the hospital, continually asking Quinn if she wanted water. Then Quinn was faced with one doctor after another once they reached the hospital. She absorbed none of their names; the pain was much too great for her to think about anything else. There were repetitive commands for her to push as equipment beeped all around her.

Then everything was over. The world descended into silence and all of the colour was sucked out of everything except for the pink thing wriggling in her arms. Beth was crying and Quinn was soothed by the fact that her baby was okay. She ran her hands over Beth's fluffy hair and marvelled at how tiny her fingers were. Quinn was in love. Nothing else mattered (not even Jesse's threat) in the world while she was holding her daughter.

Quinn had spent the past nine months preparing herself for this moment. She had given herself pep talks, telling herself she could give Beth away because it was what was best for her daughter. She had convinced herself she could sign the adoption papers. She had been preparing to cut the pregnancy out of her memory so she could continue on with her life as normal.

Then Beth opened her eyes and looked up at Quinn. Quinn felt her heart stop as she stared into those curious brown eyes. She knew she could never live without this beautiful girl.


Having a baby meant you had a good excuse to take at least two weeks off of school. Any other student would be delighted to have a mini-break. But Quinn couldn't wait to get back to school. She felt ready to go back three days after giving birth to Beth, but Mercedes' Mom would simply not allow this. Quinn hadn't put up too much of a fight because she was addicted to Beth and the thought of being away from her while she was still so tiny had been painful.

But a whole week later she was desperate to get back to William McKinley High. Beth had been at home with her for almost two weeks and Mercedes' Mom had agreed that was enough time for the baby to settle in. She allowed Quinn to get behind the wheel of her car and drive to school. Quinn was keen to get back to school so she could salvage her reputation and work to improve her grades. She wasn't just doing it for herself anymore. Now she was working hard to be the best mother possible for Beth.

Walking to Glee Club's morning meeting with Mercedes was an odd experience for Quinn. She hadn't imagined she would feel so out of step after only two weeks. She felt vulnerable, as if everyone could somehow see through her clothes to the hideous stretch marks. She was lost without Beth. She felt scared and there was the unmistakable burn of tears in her eyes. Could she really do this? Beside her Mercedes kept on the path to the Choir Room and she had no choice but to continue walking too.

She had barely stepped in the door when she was almost bowled over by an enthusiastic Kurt. He had come running full speed at her. When they had collided he had thrown his arms around her. Still disorientated and feeling fragile she was slow to react. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders. "Hi Kurt."

"Oh, I'm so glad you're back." He said, squeezing her extra tight.

"Down boy." Mercedes instructed patiently. "What's the big deal? You saw her last night."

Kurt returned Quinn to the ground and slowly released her. "Yes but now you're back at McKinley to save me from going crazy by myself in Math class."

"Yeah and that's the only reason why I came back." Quinn said sarcastically.

Mr Schuester presented Quinn with a large bouquet of flowers. Attached was a card signed by the entire club. Then he asked to see photos. When she got the album out he cooed over the pictures as excited as if she were his own child. The photos were handed out for the others to see. Tina was instantly dewy-eyed. Puck sat back, smug with pride. Finn was still uncomfortable and so he didn't hold on to the photos for long. Santana remarked her surprise over Quinn not delivering a lizard baby.

Jesse was the one who brought the book back to Quinn. "Your baby is beautiful Quinn."

She couldn't hold his eyes and it took all of her strength not to shake. "Thanks." His threat suddenly became very real as she snatched the photo album out of his hands. She held it protectively to her chest as she took her seat in between Kurt and Mercedes.


It was at night when Quinn felt the distance between herself and her daughter was at its greatest. At night Quinn wanted to unwind, relax and get ready to sleep. But Beth's immortal blood kept her constantly energized. She had never slept, not even as a baby and because of this she didn't understand Quinn's need for sleep. When Quinn was exhausted and she needed to recharge her batteries Beth still demanded entertainment. There were times when she wished Jesse would take some responsibility for the hybrid baby he had put inside of her and help Quinn take care of her.

Quinn had taught her daughter to read and she thought this would buy her a couple of hours of peace. Beth was happy to sit in the corner, her eyes scanning across the colourful pages as Quinn changed into her nightgown. Quinn didn't dare look in the mirror, she was afraid to see the bruises and wounds all over her body. Beth was reading aloud but Quinn didn't think this would keep her awake. Her eyelids felt like lead as her aching body collapsed onto the perfect mattress.

She wasn't sure if she were dreaming or not when she felt Jesse hovering over her. Soon he was sucking on her neck, breaking open the flesh. This was the only reason he ever came back home. He wasn't interested in taking care of his daughter. He came for the free meal. Then he tore a hole in his own skin and began to feed her the poison. She was too dumb with sleep to resist.


Quinn spluttered, desperately trying to get Jesse's blood out of her mouth. She reached her hands out to move him away but her hands moved through nothing but air. Her eyes snapped open and she was relieved to see she was back in Mercedes' guest room. She was still a teenager and the hybrid child was not real. Slowly she began to breathe comfortably again.

But she couldn't completely relax until she saw Beth and knew her daughter was alright. She sat up and looked across to the cradle. The dark figure was standing at the head of the cot, looking down at her baby. She was instantly alert. She switched on the lamp and was on her feet before the entire room was illuminated. She didn't need the light to know it was Jesse staring at her baby. She stepped carefully not wanting to disturb Beth from her sleep.

"Get away from her." Quinn hissed.

"You really do have a beautiful daughter." Jesse said, his voice calm and his eyes set on Beth's peaceful face.

Quinn wasn't afraid. Her hands were steady as rocks; all she needed to do was protect her daughter. "I said, get away from her."

Jesse seemed to have not heard her. "A very beautiful baby. It would be such a shame if anything were to happen to corrupt this beauty, just like it would be a shame if you told Rachel about me."

She dashed around the cradle and shoved him away. "Get out of here. Get out of here right now. I will not be intimidated by you." Her chest rose-and-fell at a quick pace due to the adrenaline pumping through her veins. "I don't give a fuck about you or your girlfriend or your secret, just get away from my baby."

"Whatever you say." He said with a smirk on his face. He backed toward the window and then disappeared into the cool night air.

Immediately she rushed to lock the window. She couldn't see Jesse anywhere outside and so she felt it was safe to go back to Beth's side. She pulled the cradle over to her bed so she could sit as she stared at her baby. She was soothed by Beth's unharmed appearance and her heart beat returned to its usual rate. As she looked at the silent baby she felt she could not rest until she knew Beth was safe. She was so absorbed in Beth that she never noticed Jesse sitting in the branches of the tree directly outside her window, watching them with unwavering interest.


Before Beth's birth Quinn might have accepted Jesse's threats, she might have given in to all of his demands. Being a mother (even if it had only been a short time) had changed something within her. It had given her a strength she hadn't known was possible. She knew it was now her mission in life to keep Beth safe. This meant no one was allowed to threaten Beth and get away with it.

Quinn decided she was going to tell Rachel. Jesse couldn't think he could get away with scaring her so badly. She knew it would piss him off and it felt like a way to get even with him. She didn't care what the consequences of her revealing his secret would be. She hoped Rachel would take care of it. Hopefully she and Beth would be so lucky that he would drag his vampire ass back to Carmel High.

She entered the Choir Room to find it half-empty. As usual Rachel was perfectly punctual. She was seated in the front row, her shoulders were pushed back and a confident smile was fixed on her face. A folder full of sheet music lay on her lap. Quinn was glad to see Jesse was yet to arrive. She drew in a deep breath and began to plan what she would say.

The lights dimmed noticeably overhead and she slowed her pace slightly. When the lights returned to their full power she found her path was blocked. Jess was standing in front of her his brow furrowed angrily. He thrust a small piece of paper at her. Once she had accepted it he turned on his heel and made his way over to Rachel.

It would have been easy to shout his secret out for the whole club to hear. But she was silenced when she unfolded the page. In his perfect, elegant and careful print the new threat was delivered. i'If you tell her I will kill Beth/i'. Her heart skipped a few beats. She looked up and saw Jesse was watching her, waiting for her reaction as he talked to Rachel. She held his glance and without blinking she curled her hand up around the paper, scrunching it beyond recognition. She dropped the ball in the bin and walked calmly to her seat. She hoped he had understood that she had just declared war.


Quinn wasn't going to give up. She needed to tell Rachel. The only problem was she didn't know if she would get Rachel alone for the rest of the day. They didn't share any of the same classes and Quinn didn't have Rachel's number in her phone. She supposed if she didn't see Rachel she could send her a message on FaceBook. Quinn had enough time to plan out exactly how she would tell Rachel, the only thing she needed was the right forum.

Halfway during lunchtime Quinn left the cafeteria for the girls' bathroom. She worked carefully to top up her mascara. She noticed only one cubicle door was closed, but she didn't think too much of it as she swept the blush across her cheeks. She loved her make-up; everything seemed so simple and easy to manage when all she had to concentrate on was lip gloss. It was the one thing she felt confident about because she knew she would always get her make-up right. The world was small and the issues unimportant while she perfected her reflection.

She dropped her lip gloss back into her make-up bag as the toilet behind her flushed. The door opened and Rachel stepped out. She was adjusting her ridiculously short skirt. She spotted Quinn and her cheeks began to colour. She cast her eyes down to the ground as she walked to the sinks. Quinn knew she and Rachel weren't friends, but this behaviour was bizarre. She was acting like a frightened puppy that had an abusive owner.

"Hi Quinn." She said.

"Hey." Quinn replied going over to the bathroom door. She wedged one of her textbooks between the door and its hinges so no one else could enter. "We need to talk."

Rachel looked at her, fear shining brightly in her eyes. "What about?"

"Your boyfriend." Quinn stated.

Rachel was surprised. "Jesse? What about him?"

Quinn drew in a deep breath. She felt the full weight of what she was about to say. She fiddled nervously with her hands as she approached the skittish brunette. "He's a vampire."

Rachel instantly burst out laughing. "A vampire? What?" She was laughing so hard she couldn't catch her breath. "This is a joke, right?" She began to compose herself as Quinn's serious expression remained on her face. "This is a joke. A vampire? It's a joke…I don't really get it."

"It's not a joke." Quinn informed her calmly. "He's a vampire. He tried to turn me into one and now he wants to kill my baby. You have to do something about it."

"This is crazy." Rachel decided. "I love Jesse and I know he is a little paler than everyone else but he is certainly not a vampire."

Quinn felt like she was fighting a losing battle. She grabbed hold of Rachel's forearms, desperate to make her listen. "Rachel, you have to believe me. He's very dangerous."

"Get off of me." Rachel commanded, breaking away. She went to the door and began to struggle with the textbook. With one final grunt of effort she freed the book. She opened the door but she wouldn't leave without one last look at Quinn. "You need help."

Quinn let out a sigh of defeat after the bathroom door shut. She felt there was nothing more she could do. She turned to face her reflection. She applied another layer of lip gloss, preparing herself to go out and face the rest of the day.


Mercedes' family had done their best to make Quinn feel at home in their house. Quinn appreciated everything they had done for her. They had given her a house to live in and a bedroom to treat as her own. The acceptance they had provided her with far surpassed all of the material things. None of them judged her. They treated her like an equal. She was comfortable with them. She felt more like herself with them than she ever had when living with her superficial parents. She wished Mercedes had suggested she move in with them sooner.

In the delivery room Mercedes' Mom had taken a photo of the two friends posing with the brand new baby. Now it was framed and proudly displayed in the family room. Quinn felt a little like she was a part of their family, a second daughter. She went to church with them every Sunday morning and on Sunday night they watched The Amazing Race together. She belonged with them and she could not have been more thankful for all of their generosity.

But when she was alone with Beth everything else faded away, not important enough to hold her attention. When she saw Beth her heart swelled and all of her worries floated away. Holding Beth in her arms she couldn't feel anything but pride. She had never felt love so strong. She was captivated by everything the tiny baby did. All she could feel was grateful that she had changed her mind about adoption.

Puck had visited earlier. Things weren't entirely comfortable between them, they had nothing to really talk about and she still hadn't completely forgiven him for how terribly he had treated her. She had decided to give him a chance with Beth, the fact that he was a lousy boyfriend shouldn't keep him from bonding with his daughter. He was completely clueless when it came to taking care of the baby but his heart was in the right place.

Tonight she had taught him how to change a diaper. He had squirmed and complained throughout the entire process. He had behaved more childish than Beth. Now all was peaceful. Quinn had laid Beth out on her back on the bed beside her. The lights were dimmed down and she had music playing softly. Everything was peaceful. Quinn picked up one of Beth's tiny hands and pressed a delicate kiss to the back of it.

She felt relaxed enough to fall into an undisturbed sleep. Her eyelids began to flutter shut. Her mind was clear, free of the shackles of concerns. She felt like she was floating on clouds.

Then her window was ripped open so quickly it screeched in protest. She jumped up, spinning around. She was hardly surprised when she saw Jesse climbing in. She stood up, pushing her shoulders back and raising her chin to make herself look as powerful as possible. Her hands were curled into fists by her sides and his were the same once both of his feet were placed firmly on the ground. They stared each other down, mastering the art of silent intimidation.

"You told her." He finally said.

It wasn't a question but she answered anyway. "Yes."

"Why did you tell her?" He inquired.

"Because I will not be bullied by you." She stated. "You cannot threaten my baby and get away with it."

He had begun to smile cruelly. "I told you not to cross me."

"It's too late now!" She exclaimed. "I told your precious Rachel, your secret is out. You can't get away from it. If you do something to me she will know and this game of yours will be over."

"Don't think that you're smarter than me Quinn." He warned. "You have no idea who you're messing with; I could easily make it look like an accident, ieasily/i."

"I'm not scared of you." She told him and she was pleased by the steadiness of her hands.

He raised his eyebrows. "Oh, you're not?"

"No." She confirmed. Despite all of the support she had from Mercedes' family she felt alone in here. She was on her own. This was her war to fight. But her knees didn't buckle.

She could see the fire in his eyes as he set his jaw angrily. "Why is that?"

"Because if you wanted to hurt me you could have done it a million times before now." She informed him.

As if to prove her wrong he grabbed her by the forearms and lifted her feet swiftly off the ground. Effortlessly he spun her around and slammed her against a wall. The things on the bedside table rattled and the sound woke Beth up. She began to cry, aggravated by being rudely awoken. Quinn looked over to the tiny form, her eyes burning with tears as she longed to comfort her baby. She heard Jesse hissing like the snake he was. She felt his breath on her neck then the prick of his fangs; still she didn't look away from Beth.

"Quinn?" A tiny voice said. The world froze around her in the longest second of her life. She looked over to the doorway where Rachel stood, gasping loudly. "Oh my God, Jesse!"

This made him drop Quinn. He took a few steps away. He turned to face Rachel. He stared at her for a while. Quinn took her chance to scoop up her baby. She began to soothe Beth as the silence stretched on between the lovebirds. Finally he decided there was nothing he could say to improve the situation. Instead he backed away and disappeared out the window.

"Jesse." Rachel breathed rushing across the room to look out the window. She flung herself back into the room when she couldn't find him. "Where did he go?"

"I don't know, he probably turned into a bat and flew back to his coffin so he can go to sleep." Quinn snapped. "Look what he did to my neck." She removed the hair away from her neck and turned toward the light. She was aware Beth was hungry but she would have to wait.

Rachel moved closer and gasped at the two tiny puncture holes in her elegant neck. "Quinn, I'm so sorry I didn't believe you." She lifted her arms and reached toward her. Uncertainly she returned her arms to her sides. "I'll go get you a wash cloth to clean this up." She nodded and zipped into the bathroom.

Quinn sat down on the bed and without a hint of self-consciousness she took a lactating breast out. She rearranged Beth in her arms. She felt a pressure within herself release as Beth began to feed. She sighed out a shaky breath, the tears on her cheeks drying. She stroked the top of Beth's head as it sunk in that she and her baby were safe again. Relief swam through her.

She had completely forgotten about Rachel until the brunette returned to the bedroom. She was carrying a damp cloth. At first she didn't move, she simply stood still, holding the cloth out to Quinn. She looked up at Rachel, not moving to take the cloth. Finally Rachel got that Quinn wasn't going to clean her neck herself. She sat down delicately beside Quinn and began to dab carefully at the blonde's wounds. Involuntarily Quinn moved a little closer to Rachel. Quinn liked the way Rachel's touch felt – so timid, gentle and caring.

"I'm really sorry I didn't believe you Quinn." Rachel said. "The way I talked to you was so rude, I feel horrible about it. You were telling the truth, I shouldn't have called you crazy."

All of Rachel's guilt was making Quinn feel uncomfortable. "Whatever, the point is that you know now. Why did you come over here?"

Rachel looked down at her own lap, a blush rising in her cheeks. "I thought it had been exhaustion that had made you say those things. I know that when I'm really tired I can scarcely function. So I thought I could come around here and take care of Beth for you while you caught up on sleep."

"That's very nice of you." Quinn said. "But I don't need any help, Beth and me are fine."

Rachel nodded, applying the cloth to Quinn's neck again. Quinn thought she was simply concentrating on the task when Rachel remained silent for a few minutes. Then when Rachel started to speak Quinn realized the brunette had been quiet for so long because she had been selecting her words very carefully. Rachel was seemingly unable to relax around Quinn, as if she were frightened the ex-cheerleader would throw a Slushie in her face right here in her bedroom.

"Why did you tell me about Jesse?"

Quinn decided there was no reason to sugar-coat the truth. "Because he told me not to and after he scared me I wanted to piss him off."

"How did you find out?" Rachel inquired doing her best to act casual.

"I dreamt about him being a vampire and in the dream he turned me into one." Quinn said. "Then when I woke up he was in the bathroom. He said I had been calling out to him and he was there to help me by fulfilling my dream. I somehow fought him off. But then he came back saying I couldn't tell you. Ever since then it just keeps getting worse and now he's threatening Beth's life."

Beth had finished feeding. Content now she had a full stomach she fell back to sleep. Quinn shifted the baby in her arms. She tucked her breast back into her shirt. When she looked up she saw Rachel was staring at her chest. She arranged her shirt, clearing her throat. Rachel licked her lips as she looked up to Quinn's face. Her cheeks were burning brightly from the embarrassment of being caught in the middle of a perving session.

"What am I supposed to do about this?" Rachel asked, quick to divert attention away from herself.

"I don't know but he really didn't want you to find out." Quinn said, placing Beth down in her cot. "Maybe you have some kind of power over him, like his Achilles Heel or something. You should break up with him, make him weak."

"That's a nice idea Quinn but I can't break up with him." Rachel dismissed with a shake of her head.

Quinn let out a frustrated sigh, she should have known better than to think convincing Rachel Berry of something would be simple. She brushed Rachel's hand away from her neck. "Why can't you break up with him? If you say it's because you love him after what you just saw him doing to me I think I might slap you."

Rachel flinched at the word slap. "I do love him but that isn't the only thing keeping me tethered to him."

"So what is it?" Quinn prompted.

Rachel refused to meet Quinn's eyes. "He knows things about me, shameful things and I can't trust him not to tell anyone."

"What kinds of things?" Quinn inquired. "It can't be that bad."

"I'm…I'm…I-uh…" Rachel cleared her throat awkwardly. "I've had these feelings and thoughts lately that I'm…I'm bi-curious. I haven't done anything with anyone but I've been thinking about it and because Jesse's my boyfriend I was honest with him about it."

"Is that all?" Quinn inquired. She didn't care if Rachel had been scissoring with the poster girl for bi-curiosity Santana Lopez, Jesse needed to be punished.

Rachel got off of the bed, cradling herself in her arms. "I thought you would understand Quinn, after the way your name was dragged through the mud last year I thought you would have some vague idea of what it's like to be me. People talk about me all of the time; they call me the worst names you could ever imagine. I don't want them to add dyke to that list. If Jesse tells anyone it will ruin what tiny bit of my reputation that remains. My Slushie Facials will double, maybe even triple. High school already sucks for me; I don't want it to get any worse. No one can know. I can't break up with him, I just can't."


Rachel's dark hair shone in the sunlight and her laughter floated effortlessly across the cool air. The smile on her lips reached up to her sparkling eyes. She was wearing a light-weight dress with the hemline flirting above her knees. She was beautiful and carefree as Quinn pushed her on the swing. Quinn put all of her strength into her push, sending Rachel higher than ever. Rachel was beaming; she had become giddy from the feeling of weightlessness. She waved her feet through the air happily.

Rachel had been feeling down this morning, but after a lot of persuasion Beth had gotten her to come along with she and Quinn to the park. Beth was very stubborn at only five-years-old; Quinn shuddered at the thought of how difficult her daughter would be at fifteen. For now she was easy to manage as she wandered around the park, picking flowers and humming to herself. Out in the fresh air Rachel's mood had vastly improved, she was now as bright as the glowing sun. Quinn wasn't very surprised; Rachel could never resist Beth's enthusiasm and the childlike innocence of the park. No concerns could ever weigh Rachel down while they were at the park.

Beth had a large bouquet of daises bunched tightly in her hands. Her brow was furrowed in concentration as she made her way to the picnic blanket laid out on the grass. She plopped herself down, her skirt fanned out all around her. With her tongue stuck out between her lips she got to work.

Quinn secured her hands around the chains and pulled the swing to a stop. Rachel looked up, confused. Quinn leant in, pressed a kiss on Rachel's hot neck and whispered into her ear. "I think we should check on that and make sure she isn't getting into mischief."

Rachel climbed off of the swing and entwined her fingers with Quinn's. Together they walked over to where Beth was working. She was so consumed by her task she didn't notice the two women. They both stood, silently observing her. Then at the exact same time they looked up and their eyes met as they both grinned. They began to giggle at the look of pure concentration on Beth's face. Would she ever look up from her job of knotting the stands of the daises together?

Quinn sat down on the blanket and Rachel followed suit. Beth still could not be disturbed. Quinn handed Rachel a sandwich. After this she leant back on her elbows, observing Beth. "What're you working on sweetie?"

"Something." Beth muttered and then her lips sealed shut, she was unwilling to elaborate any further.

"Clearly it's too complex to explain." Rachel offered prompting Quinn to laugh sarcastically. The two women entertained themselves as Beth paid no attention to them. Quinn laid her hand down on Rachel's lap and Rachel busied her hands with plaiting the golden hair. Quinn stared up at the blue sky; her heart was swollen with joy. She felt at peace, she felt like she and Beth had found their home. With an absent mind she reached up and began to stroke Rachel's smooth thigh. Rachel responded by smiling down at Quinn, her tongue darting out to wet her lips as Quinn scratched her tenderly.

"There!" Beth exclaimed interrupting the moment.

Quinn sat up to see Beth holding up a reef of daises. She held it up in the sunlight, as triumphant as if she had just fashioned a crown full of jewels. "That's very beautiful sweetie; do you want me to put it in your hair for you?"

"No." Beth groaned as if Quinn had said the most foolish thing in the world. "It's not for me, it's for Rachel."

Rachel smiled. "For me?" Beth got to her feet and carefully placed the reef atop Rachel's head. "It's so beautiful, thank you so much Beth."

"You're welcome." Beth replied sweetly before trotting away to go play on the slide.

Quinn leant in and placed a kiss on Rachel's lips. Rachel sighed happily as Quinn deepened the kiss. Quinn tangled her fingers through the silky waves of Rachel's hair. She moved their bodies closer, holding her arm around Rachel's small waist. Quinn pulled back to catch her breath. Rachel tilted her head up to the sky and started to cry, screaming like a baby. The sound wasn't unfamiliar to Quinn. After getting over the initial shock she realized it sounded like…


Beth. Beth was crying. Quinn leapt out of bed and reached blindly for the cot. She moved by instinct, picking Beth up and attaching the squirming baby to her nipple. As Beth fed happily Quinn leant against the bedhead, not entirely awake yet. Her mind was flashing back to the dream. When she closed her eyes it was clear in front of her, Rachel's olive thigh and the smell of her coconut hair. Quinn could almost taste Rachel's strawberry lip-balm and feel the sun beating down on her shoulders. Beth's sweet and melodic voice echoed in her mind.

Quinn was surprised, this was the first pleasant dream she had experienced in over a month. She was also confused, she had never dreamt of kissing another girl before in her life. The fire burning in her stomach was making her feel uneasy. Was she so starved for affection that she imagined kissing anyone who so much as looked at her? She supported Beth's head in the crook of her elbow, trying not to think about how the tops of Rachel's breasts had been on display in the dream-dress.

Once Beth was finished feeding and burping Quinn replaced her in the cot. Now that her body was her own again she went to the bathroom to relieve her bladder. Upon pulling down her panties she was disturbed by the two excited patches spotting the crotch of the delicate material.


Quinn felt disorientated as she drove to school. She hardly heard any of the things Mercedes was saying from the passenger seat. Quinn felt as if her head were floating somewhere outside of the car, but luckily the rest of her body was working on auto pilot and she made it to school without any mistakes. Mercedes climbed out of the car and walked over to say good morning to Kurt, who was currently still in his own car because he couldn't get out unless his hair was perfect. Quinn followed, she didn't particularly feel like she needed to speak with Kurt but habit led her to him anyway.

She didn't hear what either said. They had to prompt her heavily for any kind of comment. Neither said anything (that she heard) about how vacant she was. She supposed this was because since becoming a mother her mind tended to wander and her friends had gotten used to her zoning out. This time she was distracted by thoughts very separate from her motherly duties. She was thinking about Rachel – more specifically Rachel's thighs and dragging her nails down them. She thought it was possible Rachel's talk of her own bi-curiosity had put such foreign ideas into her mind. It seemed very likely but Quinn seemed unable to marry herself to the solution, instead she carried on day-dreaming about Rachel's lips.

Some of what Mercedes and Kurt were saying began to sink in to Quinn. "I really hate Jesse's choreography for Regionals."

"Oh I agree." Kurt said. "It's too showy; it's not at all us. He's turning us into Vocal Adrenaline clones, how will that help us beat them? I hate him and I hate Rachel for bringing him here."

"I don't hate Rachel at this particular moment in time." Mercedes responded. "I'm so grateful to her for not killing me after Mr Schuester gave me the solo that I just can't hate her."

"Heads up, here she comes now." Kurt announced.

Mercedes began to giggle and when she couldn't control herself she put a hand over her mouth. "Oh my God, have you ever seen so many ponies on one shirt?"

Quinn looked over her shoulder to see Rachel approaching. She was hugging her book binder tight to her chest as she walked with her head down. Her skirt barely covered her thighs and the breeze was whipping it around. Her dark hair covered most of her face but she walked with determination, she was making her way directly to their group. Quinn turned her back on Rachel, hoping she would alter her path.

"Hey Rachel." Mercedes greeted a fake smile on her face.

Rachel didn't acknowledge Mercedes. "Q-Q-Quinn?"

Quinn slowly moved to face the small brunette. "Good morning."

Rachel was looking up at her with red-rimmed eyes. "Can I talk to you?"

Quinn could tell Rachel was much too fragile to take any of her cruelty this morning. Quinn thought it was worth taking another hit to her reputation to conserve Rachel's emotions. "Sure, we can go sit in my car, it's warm in there."

"That sounds great, thanks." Rachel replied.

"I'll see you guys later." Quinn said to the equally shocked Kurt and Mercedes before leading the way to her car.

Rachel kept up with her not saying a word. Quinn pressed the button to unlock the car and Rachel slipped wordlessly in. Quinn got in and looked over to find Rachel sobbing. Quinn started up the car and pulled out of the car park. Rachel didn't notice, she had her face buried in her hands. Quinn wasn't sure where she was going, she just followed the road. She felt lucky that she had remembered to fill her car up with gas this morning.

Finally Rachel regained some control and lifted her head. She looked around, confused. "Where are we going?"

"Anywhere." Quinn responded. "You didn't look like you could handle school this morning."

Rachel smiled feebly. "I've never cut school before."

"There are tissues in the glove compartment." Quinn pointed out.

Rachel took one and wiped at her nose. "Thank you Quinn."

Quinn's eyes flashed over to Rachel's revealed knees. "Do you want to talk about it?"

"I had sex with Jesse." Rachel blurted out before dropping her head as she started sobbing again. "After I left your place to go home last night he was there. He was apologizing to me and saying all of these lovely things. He wouldn't even let me talk. Then he said if I loved him I would give him my virginity. The next thing I knew we were in the middle of it and he kept saying over-and-over I love you, I love you. He just wouldn't stop saying it. It was awful, I was so frightened."

Quinn pulled the car over and turned in her seat, facing Rachel. "Rachel." She looked up, mascara lines marking her cheeks. "You have to break up with him."

Rachel began to shake her head wildly causing her hair to fly about in all directions. "No, I can't, I can't. I'm not brave enough, I don't know what he'd do and I'm not brave enough to face anything he might do. I'm scared Quinn, I'm so scared." She returned to sobbing, wrapping her arms around herself.

Quinn reached out and put a supportive hand on Rachel's knee. "It's gonna be okay Rachel." Through struggling breaths Rachel nodded, linking her hand with Quinn's and squeezing tightly.


Rachel sat fidgeting on Quinn's bed the following night. She was wearing another of her criminally short skirts as if to tease Quinn with her thighs. Mercedes was bathing Beth, leaving Quinn without any distractions. Rachel's eyes flicked around the room, never settling on one spot as if she were in constant fear of Jesse jumping out when she was unprepared.

Quinn felt empathy for the nervous girl. She also felt responsible; she was the one who had landed Rachel in this trouble. She had to protect and help Rachel to the best of her ability. Quinn locked the window and shut the curtains. She turned the overhead light on to help Rachel relax in the knowledge there were no shadows for Jesse to spring out of.

"Why did you ask me here tonight Quinn?" Rachel inquired. "You're not going to try to convince me to break-up with Jesse again, are you?"

"No." Quinn said. "I have something even better planned for him."

"What?"

"I'm going to kill him." Quinn stated. She had been working over this plan for a while and saying it aloud made her feel powerful. "But I need your help Rachel."

Rachel's eyes grew wide in surprise. "Kill him? What're you delusional? Or suicidal? Which one is it?"

"Neither." Quinn replied simply. "I'm just fed-up of his shit. Something has to be done and if I'm the one who has to do it then so be it."

Rachel's mouth dropped open then she began to smile. "Quinn, you're amazing. You're so brave. Why do you need me?"

"I plan on setting a trap and I need you to help me distract him so he's caught off guard when I chop his head off." Quinn explained.

Rachel shook her head. "I don't know, I'd love to help you out and end Jesse's reign of intimidation and terror. But I can barely stand being in the same room as Jesse, I don't know how I could endure talking to him long enough for you to sneak up on him. I'm sorry Quinn; I'm not as brave as you."

"I think you're braver than you know." Quinn said. Rachel shrugged the possibility off, casting her eyes down. Quinn placed a palm on each of Rachel's cheeks. Their eyes met as Quinn moved in closer. Rachel knew what was going to happen next, she closed her eyes and licked her lips. Finally their lips met. Rachel's lips were soft and strawberry-flavoured as Quinn had imagined. With a lot of effort Quinn detached herself from Rachel. Rachel remained with her eyes closed, breathing shallowly. "I believe you can do it. Do you trust me?"

Rachel's eyes fluttered open and she stared at Quinn, yet to regain her breath. "Okay."

To be concluded…