Title: Secret Love: Helping your friends
Disclaimer: I sadly don't own Glee nor do I own any of the characters.
All mistakes in here are mine as I have no beta and English isn't my first language. Please overlook them.
Chapter 2
"Mister Schuester, if I may?" Rachel asked, raising her hand.
"Yes, Rachel, go ahead." Will said, taking a seat infront of the class as Rachel came down to talk to her fellow classmates.
"I've taken the liberty to make a small selection of songs to choose from for tonight's extra rehearsel." Rachel stated. Several groans could be heard but that never stopped Rachel. "However, I will not be able to attend tonight's session." That statement raised more then a few heads. Rachel missing a rehearsel? Rachel? Rachel Berry?
"Hold up, you're not coming tonight? You?" Mercedes asked.
Rachel nodded her head. "Yes, I'm terribly sorry. My dads are in New York and they managed to get two tickets for a broadway musical." She smiled widely. "So, tonight I'm flying over there for the weekend!" She nearly shouted. "I'm going to New York!" She jumped forwards. "So, if you'll please pass these around." She asked, giver her papers to Tina. "You'll see that I've also added a few slower parts in the dance routines so, you know, we can take a breather."
Santana smirked and saw her chance. "So we can take a break? Or Quinn?" She asked, pointing at her miserable looking friend.
Quinn looked up at Rachel, who now looked their way, horrified at Santana's question.
"I mean, we never change our routines or dance styles, so, why now?" She pressed on.
"You don't need to change things for me, Rachel." Quinn wispered, putting a hand on her forehead. She probably felt as horrible as she looked. She knew it was a bad idea to come to Glee today or school for that matter. She would rather have stayed at home. But she couldn't give up an a chance to see Rachel.
"I'm not changing…I mean…I just…" Rachel started but got interrupted by Santana once again.
"Yes…you…?" Santana smirked. She started to get up to go towards the diva but was stopped when Quinn's other hand suddenly shot out to grip her arm tightly. "Q?" She asked her friend. "Oh my god, are you okay?" She asked her now pale, sweating friend.
Rachel stepped forwards but was blocked by Mister Schue and Puck who were also attenting to Quinn's aide.
Quinn took a few deep breaths. "I'm fine, it was just a bad cramp. I'm sorry." She said, looking around the worried faces besides her.
"Are you sure, Quinn?" Wouldn't it be better if you went to see the nurse?" Mister Schue asked the blonde.
Quinn shook her head. "I'm fine…I promise." She said as everyone got back to their seats. Rachel was still standing silently in the middle of the classroom, her eyes watching Quinn as a hawk.
"Rachel, you may go on." Will tried. "Rachel?"
Rachel snapped out off her trance and turned towards their teacher. "Yes?"
"You where saying?"
"Oh…I…right…" She said, her eyes falling on Quinn once more. "I…Are you sure you're okay?" She asked Quinn, who was clearly suprised by this question.
Quinn nodded somewhat dumbly. "I'm f…fine."
As soon as the words left Quinn's mouth, Rachel broke their staring connection and turned back to "bussiness". "I changed the routine for everyone." She said, adressing the earlier matter. "I think it would be best if we focus more on our singing then our dancing." She stated. "But, you're right, Santana. I don't want Quinn to strain herself." She said.
Quinn looked up again and smiled. "I won't." She replied, even though Rachel hadn't said those words towards her. It atleast was a step closer to knowing that Rachel did still care about her.
Will got out of his seat. "Well, class, time's almost up but I'll see you all tonight." He said. "And Rachel, you enjoy New York."
"Thanks, I sure will." Rachel smiled as she went to take her stuff. The others where already leaving the class room. Some of them wishing her a nice time on her trip.
"That was really sweet of you, Rachel, changing the routine." Quinn said, coming behind Rachel who turned around.
"I didn't…" She sighed. "It's only normal, right?" Rachel stuttered out. It was the first time in months that Quinn was this close to her.
"Is it?" Quinn asked.
"Quinn…I…" Rachel started, her eyes shifting from Quinn's when she noticed someone behind the blonde. Quinn noticed and turned around to look at who caught the diva's eye. Puck was standing a few lockers away and was obviously waiting for her. Quinn turned her attention back when Rachel started speaking again.
"Look, I can't talk right now, I still have to go see Miss Holiday about my Spanish assignment and I still need to go pack as well." Rachel told Quinn, already slowly walking away from the blonde. "I…I'll see you on Monday."
"Rach." Quinn started but Rachel was walking away rapidly. Once Rachel was out of her side, Quinn turned around where Puck approached her. "Hey baby mama, are you sure you are okay?" He asked. "Because you look a little pale."
Quinn took a deep breath. She didn't feel like talking to Puck right now. She didn't want to admit that she wasn't feeling well either. Because if she told him or anyone then she had to go to the nurse or they would be on her case all day long. She just wanted peace and quiet, she wanted to be alone.
"I just feel a little weird, think I ate something wrong, no biggie." She smiled. "I'll just go outside for a moment."
Puck nodded. "Okay, I'll see you later then, okay?" he said. "I've got football practice." He smiled before running away.
Quinn took another deep breath. She was glad that she was finally alone, the fake smile going from her face the instant Puck was out of sight. She clutched her stomach again and took another deep breath, trying to calm herself down and hoping that whatever she felt right now would go away.
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"Yes Daddy, I'm just walking to my car right now." Rachel smiled, opening the main door of school, while trying to hold on to all her stuff. "Have you and Dad decided who'll come with me …" Rachel asked but stopped when she spotted Quinn sitting outside, hunched over on a bench. "Erm…I…sorry Daddy, but I have to go, I'll call you later when I'm home, okay?" Rachel said, already walking towards where Quinn was seated. "Yes, I love you too, bye." She told her Daddy before hanging up her phone and putting it back in her bag.
"Quinn?" She called out. Quinn heard her name and knew it was Rachel immediately. She looked up to her and put her smile back on, her whole demeanor changing.
"Hey Rachel." She said softly, sitting up straight. "Are you excited about New York?" She asked, smiling.
Rachel didn't answer her but went to sit infront off Quinn, studying her face intently.
Quinn squirmed under her gaze. "What are you d...-?"
"What's wrong with you?" Rachel asked.
"What do you mean? I'm fine."
Rachel shook her head. "No, you're not. Is it the baby? Do you feel nauseous?" She asked rapidly. Rachel placed her hand on Quinn's forehead. Before Quinn could even try to deny anything Rachel started talking again. "And don't tell me you are okay because I know you are not, Quinn. I can tell." Rachel said, putting her hands on Quinn's knee's. "Now, tell me what is wrong,… please.
Quinn looked at Rachel's face. She knew that Rachel wouldn't leave it alone until she told the truth. That girl could see right through her. "Something feels weird, Rachel. And not in a good way." She said scared.
Rachel nodded once and took Quinn's bag in her left hand before offering Quinn her other hand. "Come on, I'll take you to the hospital to see the doctor."
"Rachel, you can't! You have a plane to catch." Quinn told Rachel. "I'll just go to the nurse if it doesn't get …-"
Rachel laughed. "The nurse…ha! Good one."
"But your plane?"
Rachel didn't need to even think about her choice. This was Quinn afterall. They may not be on speaking terms right now and have a lot of intens stuff going on between them but she knew that she had to do this. She needed to be sure that Quinn, her Quinn, was safe and sound.
"Don't argue with me. I'm taking you, no discussion."
Quinn silently nodded and got in Rachel's car once they reached it. The diva quickly started the engine and sped of to the hospital. About fifteen minutes of silence, nothing but the sound of the motor running, the pair reached the hospital.
Rachel helped Quinn out of the car and had filled in Quinn's information on the sheet of paper they were given. They where told to wait in the waitingroom.
"Rachel, you have to go now if you want to catch your plane, I'll call Santana or Puck to come get me when I'm out."
"No." Rachel firmy replied.
"No?" Quinn repeated.
Rachel turned to Quinn. "Do you honestly think that I would choose a trip over the safety of you and little Quinn?"
For the first time in what felt like forever Quinn smiled for real. "Little Quinn?"
Rachely shyly returnd the smile. "Yes…little Quinn, I reckon it will be a pretty little girl, just like…" Rachel said, taking the blonde's hand. "…just like you."
Quinn watched their joined hands and looked up to look into Rachel's eyes, who where looking at her as well. "Rachel, I…"
"Quinn Fabray?" Their moment was broken by the nurse, who came to get Quinn for her appointment. "The doctor will see you now."
Rachel quickly let to of Quinn's hands. "Go, the doctor is waiting." Was all she said to Quinn.
Quinn nodded and walked away and follewed the nurse into the examine room.
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