A/N: for the sake of this story let's just pretend that Quinn kept Beth and Shelby was never introduced, she never met Rachel.
It was late Friday night and Quinn had just put Beth too bed. She turned on the baby monitor and left her room, then joined Kurt and Blaine in the living room for a movie. Quinn glanced from the clock to the door rapidly.
"Guys I'm worried about Rachel, she should have been home an hour ago," She said as the ending credits rolled.
"She's probably fine Quinn she's probably still at the cast party, she probably forgot to call, she'll be home soon," Blaine said from his place on the couch.
Quinn sighed in agreement before following the boys to bed, Quinn was just drifting into sleep when the phone rang.
"Hello, Quinn Fabray? This is doctor Kennedy, from St. Paul's in Manhattan Rachel Berry has been in a serious accident, we need you to come down right away."
When Quinn arrived at the hospital a receptionist pointed her to Rachel's room. When she entered the room the tears pricking her eyes fell over and poured down her cheeks, when she saw Rachel hooked up to dozens of machines, wires running from every part of her body and her head tightly wrapped in bandages . She ran to her side and held her hand
"Rach, it's Quinn," She whispered softly as she rubbed her thumb over the top of Rachel's hand "I love you Rach." Quinn was pulled from her thoughts when she heard a voice come from behind.
"Are you Quinn Fabray?" the voice said. "I'm Dr. Kennedy," Quinn walked toward the man and shook his hand.
"Rachel just came out of surgery, she should be waking up in a little while," He explained. "She has some brain injury that we don't quite understand quite yet it has literally regressed her mind mentally like an infant from what we understand it probably has something to do with the accident and her fear but it can also be permanent brain damage. We won't be entirely sure until she wakes up though, all we can do is wait," He continued as her rubbed soothing circles on Quinn's back as she began to sob.
"Quinn do you know how to contact Rachel's mother?" Dr. Kennedy asked. " When we brought her in she was crying for her." Quinn gave him a confused look.
"No, Rachel was raised by her fathers, Hiram and Leroy her mother was a surrogate she's never met her before." Dr. Kennedy took note of Quinn's accounts, as he wrote Rachel began to stir from her sleep. The pair left the chairs and walked over to Rachel's bedside. Quinn grabbed Rachel's hand and smiled at her.
"Hey Rach," Quinn cooed. Rachel looked up at Quinn and blinked before flashing her toothy smile.
"Mommy!" Rachel squealed.
Dr. Kennedy and Quinn turned and exchanged quizzical looks.
"So I guess this means her brain damage is permanent?" Quinn questioned her eyes still locked on Rachel.
"I guess so," he replied. "there's two ways we can go about this, we can either admit Rachel to a home where she can be cared for, or you can take her home and provide her with the care she needs, "
"No she can't be admitted to a nursing home she'll come home I can take care of her." Quinn told hom
"Quinn you need to understand, Rachel's state of mind is lost somewhere in her childhood, She'll probably need everything done for her; feeding, bathing, changing, possibly diapers," Dr. Kennedy explained.
"I can handle all that," Qinn told him." I have a little girl of my own and two roommates that will help me out," Dr. Kennedy accepted the answer and allowed Quinn to call Kurt and Blaine.
"Kurt," Quinn said her voice shaken. "I need you to take Beth to the sitters and come down to the hospital," She said before hanging up the phone. Once Kurt and Blaine arrived the nurse explained how to care for Rachel, things they should buy, supplies they should get. Rachel cooed and babbled the whole time. Quinn turned and cried into Blaine's chest at the thought of Rachel never being able to fufill her dreams of Broadway stardom. After filling out the paper work to check out and informing Rachel's friends and family of the accident the four headed back home to their apartment. Quinn took Rachel home I her car while Blaine and Kurt stopped to get Beth. On the way home Blaine tried to explain the explain the situation to the toddler.
"Beth I need you to listen real close okay, honey " he started. Beth nodded from her car seat in back of the car.
"Otay uncle Blaine I listen real good,"She said
"Rachie got a really bad owie on her head," Blaine began. "She isn't like she used to be sweetie , she thinks that your Mommy is her mommy too, she thinks that she's just a little girl like you and not a big girl anymore, do you understand."
"I understand," Beth replied. The car ride was silent for a few moments before Beth broke the silence.
"Uncle Blaine does this mean I have to share my toys now?" she questioned.
Blaine chuckled, "Yes, Beth I suppose it does."