Prompt: Rachel and Quinn date in highschool but do to diff schools and long distance putting a strain on their relationship they get into a fight and break up. Rachel Has Artie/Kurt and.. someone else with her in NY Artie and Rachel go on with their jobs and become roommates. Rachel hit her marks in life and realizes she is missing something and that is to have a family! She asks Artie to be the baby daddy.. he is you know Shocked! but finally caves in lol a while later they are asked to come back for a wedding ... maybe Mercedes and Sam? and things happen dunno what up to you :P Quinn isnt dating anyone and her date really is a friend interested in Artie maybe? Quinn is moving to New York for what ever you decide for her to do :P Rachel and Quinn start to slowly realize they are still madly inlove with each other! Then Rachel realizes she is pregnant and tells Quinn :P Quinn is shocked. In a way this is like Jennifer Lopez's Back up plan lol

So, this is my take on ^ and I changed a good bit of it, but if I didn't you wouldn't be as surprised...right?

So if you like thank RiverKirby it was her idea and if you don't blame me cuz I'm the one spinning it.

This isn't going to go linearly at the beginning so bare with that, but all shall be revealed, promise...

Enjoy!


Prologue

Quinn Fabray took the concrete stairs in front of William McKinley High School two at a time. It was the first day of her freshman year and she was running horribly late; her sister, Fran had left without her insuring an eight block sprint to school. She grabbed heedlessly at the ornate iron handle on the door and pushed it in surprising a smaller figure just behind the door. There was a small oof and the figure sprawled in front of the door to a chorus of teenage laughter.

"Watch where you're going." She grunted impatiently taking her frustration out on the smaller girl. Was she even old enough to be in high school? Probably some socially awkward genius skipped up a few grades...

Quinn grimaced at the girls outfit. Had to be the whole child prodigy thing, this girl was hopelessly clueless about fitting in. Argyle? Animal Print? Who dressed her a blind, mentally-ill catlady?

"Pardon me?" The girl squeaked sitting up. "...doesn't matter I refuse to allow your carelessness and callousness to intrude upon my good mood."

"It's just the first day of school, no big deal."

"Sure it is," The girl picked herself up dusted off her knee high socks and began to pick up her dropped items, "I mean it's the first day of High School...so like it's essentially the start of our teenage careers..."

"Careers...?" Quinn repeated kneeling to aid the miniature brunette with gathering her papers and books. She had so much stuff for it to only be the first day.

"Yes." The girl smiled brilliantly popping up from her squatting position to stand at her full height, which Quinn guessed couldn't have been more than 5'2".

"I guess I'll see you around." The girl grinned down at her and basically skipped down the hall, a small pink rolling bag with a sequined gold star clicking behind her.

Quinn was about to rise when she spotted something small and startlingly green on the floor. "Hey, wait! You forgot your..." She called picking up the plastic thimble-sized figurine, "...leprechaun...?"

"Hey Q, better get moving or Coach Sylvester is going to make me captain of the Mini-Os" Quinn's best friend and rival, Santana Lopez's voice broke her from her thoughts as the Latina walked pass pushing the back of her blonde head.

"Bite me, Slutana." Quinn stood quickly pocketing the figurine and jogged to catch up with Santana and her other best friend, Brittany Pierce.

"Hey Q!" Brittany smiled brightly looping the hand that wasn't pinky linked with Santana through Quinns arm.

"Hello Britt, how was your trip?" Quinn inquired about the girl's trip to Amsterdam to visit relative.

"Oh it was awesome. Did you know that there's a whole part of the city where people have sexy time in windows?"

"Who knew you were a voyeur." Quinn giggled testing out one of the words she'd overheard a friend of her father's use while they were smoking cigars in his study and she was suppose to be in her room reading.

"You mean like that kid, in our Summer reading book? The one with Finn's brother or cousin or whatever?"

"Finn's cousin?" Quinn scratched the back of her neck as they turned the corner leading to the auditorium.

"Tom Sawyer?" Santana mumbled. "That's not Finn's cousin, Britt and that's not what Q said either."

"Oh..." The tallest blonde shrugged as the three entered the gym.

"Well look who decided to join us this morning, thank the ladies for the ten extra laps you'll be running." Sue Sylvester's voice greeted them followed by groans and grumbling from the girls standing at attention.

"Yay, great day." Quinn mumbled tucking her chin in preparation for the degrading screams to come.

When Quinn walked out of her third period class, algebra, her arm was pulled gruffly and she was shoulder to shoulder with Santana.

"What the hell, Lopez!" She huffed pulling away from the tan girl.

"Look, look...Karofsky's gonna shower the freak." She nodded down the hall and Quinn found herself watching a burly boy menacingly approach the girl she'd bumped into that morning. In his hands he was clutching two icy purple drinks. Two other tough looking boys were holding onto the girl's arms as she kicked out her legs. Everyone in the hall seemed to be riveted on the scene unfolding in front of them, but none were moving to help her.

"What's-What's he going to do?" Her voice came out as a squeak.

"Slushy Facial...shit might be a slushy bath, my brother told me about them, reserved for the biggest losers."

Quinn took an unconscious step forward.

"What are you doing, Q?" Santana's hand shot out and gripped Quinn's upper arm.

"Someone's got to stop him. I mean look at them and look at her...she's so tiny, San. I'm going to stop him." She pulled her arm away and strode down the hall, Santana following closely behind her grumbling about social suicide.

"Hey! Let her go!" Quinn shouted sounding braver than she felt.

"What the fuck?" The boy grunted glaring at the pair as they stepped between him and his intended victim.

"I said leave her alone you...you...overgrown manchild!"

"Move it squirt. I'm going to give the gaybaby a facial and I don't care if you and Consuela get a piece of the action too."

"Consuela? I've got your motherfuckin' Counsuela, puta!" Santana growled slamming a palm into one of the slushies sending the cold liquid hurling back on their attacker.

While the ogre flinched stunned by the turn of events Quinn took the opportunity to turn on her heel and punch one of the other boys in the stomach. She grabbed the smaller girl's hand and yanked her away from the leftover boy and the three girls took off down the hall. Quinn, Santana, and the girl ducked inside and empty classroom and they collapsed against the door giggling.

"Did you see that asshole's face?" The Latina crowed triumphantly.

"Language."

"Seriously, short stack? You would have been like a frozen Barney if it hadn't been for us, so chill out cuz Santana freakin' Lopez don't tone it down for no ones, I tells it like it is."

"Are you kidding me? Your grammar is atrocious. And while I thank you both wholeheartedly and am truly grateful that you saved me from those miscreants you do understand that they'll just do it again tomorrow. And the day after that and the day after that ad nausem. See, I'm a social pariah to these small-minded buffoons and being around me will most assuredly bring you down."

"Shit, Q she makes me want to slushy her too."

"We'll be alright. We're Mini-Os, Coach is grooming us to rule this place by the time we're juniors." Quinn ignored her counterpart, smiling at the nervous girl.

"San, Q?" Brittany wandered into the other classroom door, "Are we playing hide and seek? Was I it? Did I win?"

"Friend of yours?" The small brunette giggled.

"Brittany S. Pierce." The taller blond opened her arms to hug the stranger.

The girl glanced at Quinn for confirmation and she nodded slightly. "She's a hugger." She whispered.

"Ok..." She stepped into the girls arms and was swallowed up into a tight embrace. "...Rachel, Rachel Barbra Berry..."

"Quinn, Santana." Quinn indicated herself and then the Latina as Brittany released Rachel and the tiny brunette turned to face her.

"Sup, Small Fry." Santana lifted her chin in acknowledgement.

"Oh My God, I'm going to be late for Biology!" Rachel exclaimed wide-eyes looking at the clock above the door.

"Shit, who cares let's just skip and try again after lunch."

"Language. I refuse to let a traumatic hallway event mar the beginnings of a perfect attendance record."

"Jesus Berry, then go." Santana rolled her dark brown eyes.

"O-k...I um...I guess I'll see you...um...around?" Rachel stammered heading towards the door.

"Sure," Quinn smiled softly and then remembered the figurine in her pocket and stepped closer to the girl, "Hey Rach-el, Rachel, you...um you forgot your leprechaun." She fished the little green man out.

"Oh, no...it's alright, today has been an increasingly lucky day already, I suppose it's similar to paying it forward. Leave it somewhere and let it bring someone else luck who needs it more than I." She gave the three girls a small wave and slipped out of the classroom.

"Ooooo Q's got a pet gnome." Santana mocked as Quinn slid the figurine back into the pocket.

"Shut-up, Santana." She crossed her arms petulantly.

"Can we keep her, San? She's so cute and fun-sized." Brittany gave the Latina puppy dog eyes looping their pinkies together.

"I don't care she's Q's hobbit."

Quinn groaned and flicked the other girl off, though she had to admit she wanted to keep the tiny brunette too.