Rachel Berry looked up from the stick in her hand. Her eyes staring blankly at the wall in front of her. Things ran through her mind. Why her? She wasn't 25, she hadn't run her 4 Tony's yet. "I'm just 16."She though aloud. Her eyes went back down to the stick in her hand, which was a positive pregnancy test. She heard Quinn banging on the bathroom door, bringing her out of her thoughts.

"Berry, come on. You have to tell me. Yes or no? Positive or Negative?" Quinn asked. If anyone knew what Rachel was going through, it was Quinn. Quinn had gone through it last year. She had made the choice to give little Beth up though. After all the drama she went through when pregnant she didn't want to bring that drama into when her baby was actually born. Quinn banged on the door again. "Berry!" She practically yelled. The door unlocked with a click and Rachel stepped out, pale as a ghost.

"Yes, positive." She answered both of Quinn's questions. The small girl's body started to shake as sob after sob ran out. Quinn threw her arms around Rachel. Trying to calm her and control the shakes.

"Sh. It's OK. It's all going to be OK, Rachel." Quinn used Rachel's first name. "Just calm down and look at me." The brunette looked up at the blonde, make-up was running down from her eyes. "I have some baby doll dresses left over from when I was pregnant. You can borrow them." A small smile formed on Rachel's face as she tightly hugged Quinn.

"Thank you Quinn, oh thank you! You don't know how much this means to me!" That's when reality sunk in and Rachel's smile faded to a frown of fear. "I have to tell him." She whispered, barely choking it out.

"You can tell him. I'll be there, too. Don't worry. You won't be alone." Quinn told her, smiling a bit down at the girl. Rachel just nodded, for once, speechless.

2 weeks ago

Rachel had just gotten back together with Finn, they have been together now for 2 months. After all the fighting and the drama with Rachel kissing Puck and Finn sleeping with Santana. It was just Finn and Rachel again. Finally just them. No one else. That's when Rachel said something crazy. Crazy even for her.

"Finn?" She said silently. They were laying on her bed just sitting there after a wild make out session. A doofy grin was on Finn's face. He turned to her, a bit concerned.

"Yeah, Rach?" He asked her, a tinge of concern seeping into his voice. He looked at her face for anything that might give him a hint if anything was wrong.

Rachel sighed a bit and turned to face him. Her eyes looking into his. "My dads are out of town. Out of the house for a while you know." She said in a seductive tone. Finn raised an eyebrow, trying to figure out what she meant. She rolled her eyes at his ignorance at what she was trying to say. "Finn, I'm ready."

Finn's confused frown grew to a grin. "Really?" He asked, sitting up and looking down at her. His fingers now tapping her bed sheets. She nodded and smiled.

"Really." She sat up with him and nodded. "I love you, Finn." With a grin he smashed his lips to hers and kissed her.

Breaking the kiss, Finn smiled. "I love you,too, Rach." Another kiss, this time more passionate and deeper.

They fell back onto the bed, starting what would be Rachel Barbra Berry's best night, but helping to create what would turn into one of the worst moments of her life.