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JPElles: I do think she's in trouble but who knows what'll be in store, right? Lol. Sorry for that vague answer.
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"Mrs. Hudson, Dr. Fabray would like to see you now."
Rachel gets up from her chair and pulls her coat off of the chair beside her as she steps inside the clean office of Dr. Lucy Quinn Fabray. She likes it because of how homey it feels where the other side of the desk is two armchairs and a couch with a floor to ceiling window overlooking New York.
Quinn is sitting on one of the chairs while talking on the phone. She hangs up at once when she sees Rachel coming in and gives her a warm smile to which the brunette reciprocates, "Mrs. Hudson, so good to see you and on time."
The brunette puts her things down on the center of the couch before sitting down on the couch and faces Quinn.
"Now I would like to start by asking as to when do you think was the time when everything just went downhill in your marriage?"
Rachel couldn't understand why her chest constricts in pain but no tears are coming out. Finn already left yesterday morning for Ohio without a kiss goodbye. Charles asked her if they can go to the zoo and the brunette happily obliged.
It's also a great distraction from her crumbling marriage. She and Finn met when they were still in grade school. Both of them were born and raised in Lima, Ohio where Rachel was the social pariah because people knew her as the girl who has two gay dads while they respected the Hudson's because of Finn's father who was a war hero.
Rachel was infatuated with the boy because he was the only one who acknowledged her in the halls when everyone just threw slushies at her and then they became friends in their freshmen year. When they got into Glee Club together in sophomore year, everything just progressed from there and they became a couple a couple of months later. In junior year to senior, they were inseparable.
Finn followed her to New York when she got into NYADA and from there they dated until he proposed and a few weeks later, they got married in Las Vegas only at 23 years old. Rachel at that time was upset they didn't plan the wedding so they can get married at a later date because she was still in trying to make a name of herself in Broadway but it was either that or losing Finn when he gave an ultimatum that he will leave her if she won't agree.
She remembers when Burt retired from being a mechanic, they were living in a one room apartment to save up some money and they were surprised that he gave the job of running the shop to Finn. They were 25 by then and Rachel was already pregnant with Charles.
Time became a luxury for the married couple because of the shop expanding and Rachel going back to Broadway. Things got even more complicated when her co-star made a move on her.
Of course, she deflected his advances but either way Finn saw it as her cheating. When she got pregnant with Allison not 6 months after the show had their last performance, her husband became enraged and refused to go to any of her check-ups because he thought it was Jesse's.
Her daddy's were the only ones in the labor room with Finn travelling in Ohio. Angry wasn't the right word to use in describing her fathers that day. Her husband became a guest instead of a family ever since.
"I think," Rachel answers when she notices Quinn raising her eyebrow waiting for her answer, "it was when he inherited the shop. I mean, don't get me wrong he loves CJ more than anything but I'm more worried with Allison. He hasn't even held my daughter the day she was born until now."
The therapist tries to evaluate what the diva had said and looks at her in the eye, "So you concluded that you are her only parent with the exception of Finn because of how he treats her, right?"
Rachel nods and looks down so as not the blonde to see the tears welling up in her eyes. When she kept her emotions in check, she looks back up to see Quinn looking at notes.
Quinn saw the tears right before Rachel realizes it so she quickly looks away. When she feels the brunette staring at her, she chances a glance at her and mentally pats herself on the back when she was rewarded with a soft smile from her patient.
"Have you ever thought about the what-if's?"
Rachel furrows her brows in confusion. What if she married someone else rather than Finn? What if she chose holding the wedding a little while longer rather than marrying shotgun? What if she asked Burt not to give the company to him? Oh, there are just so many choices!
She hears the blonde chuckles lightly at the look of bewilderment and stops, "I meant what if when Allison grows up, she would try to find a father figure since she hasn't found it in Finn?"
Rachel blinks rapidly. She hasn't really thought about that part and surely the blonde's prediction might come true. What then? Oh my God, there's so much to tackle.
"Can you help me?"
Quinn tilts her head as she tries to replay what she heard, "I'm sorry? I didn't get your question."
Rachel lets out a slow breath and licks her dry lips, "I mean… can you help me so Allison wouldn't be that way? If she'll come of age, I can ask her to come here and maybe you can give her some advice and-"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Quinn holds up two of her hands to stop the brunette from rambling. "Yes, I will help you but you also with that if there is a possibility Finn still won't acknowledge her but for now you also need to think about your son."
The brunette looks down to her hands as she plays with them. For lack of a better word, Quinn is right. One way or another Charles has to lose either of them and what's worse is that she won't even stand in the way if ever he will choose Finn if the marriage would turn ugly.
She makes eye contact with Quinn and clears her throat. "I plan on not stopping him if he wants to live with Finn when the time comes for a custodial battle between us."
Quinn's eyes widen. She didn't expect that Rachel would lose hope of her marriage because what would that make of her? She scoots closer on the edge of her seat, "Rachel, I assure you that your marriage with Mr. Hudson will end with your family still intact and the both of you happy."
"I know. I just-" Rachel tries to will the tears at bay for awhile until she can pull herself together. She really does want to try and make her marriage work but what about her happiness? She's been trying to make this marriage work and Finn's just keep slipping from her every time she tries.
Quinn urges Rachel with a shrug of her shoulders as she waits for the brunette's answer, "Just what?"
"If there was a way for us to be happy… whether it would be us still being together or with another person, I don't want us to live in a lie you know?" Rachel feels her heart beat loudly in her chest as she tries to formulate the words she wants to get out.
"I mean, it wouldn't be fair to the both of us. But it's not just us we should be thinking about, right?" She looks at the blonde who's staring at her intently with those hazel eyes and Rachel couldn't understand as to why she feels her heart beat a little faster than it should but then again why wouldn't it. She's baring her soul to a person she doesn't really know that well.
Quinn nods slowly at Rachel's words. She doesn't want to interrupt the brunette who's already talking about her feelings because this is one of her goals. For her to talk.
"We should also think about our children. Finn has been a good provider while I was taking my time off the stage and if I do leave him, what will happen to the kids?" Her shoulders are shaking now. She doesn't know why her imagination of the matter is so vivid.
Quinn takes out a box of tissue from the coffee table and hands it to the brunette who took it willingly and blows her knows. The blonde wanted to chuckle at how cute she is but she makes an effort not to.
She looks at her watch and smiles that they have a few more minutes until the session is over, "Rachel I'm not going to tell you that what you're going through is easy. But I'd be damned if I won't try and get you guys back together because the both of you are a match made in heaven. You guys were in love before and I'm sure that hasn't changed until now."
"How could you say that?" was the reply of the brunette.
The therapist smiles at her warmly and puts a gentle hand on her arm, "Because you guys made two kids out of love despite the misconception of the other party. And you need not to just believe in your marriage, Mrs. Hudson."
The brunette looks at her with mouth agape and eyes wide like she's taking it all in. Rachel can see the blonde's eyes begin to sparkle like she believes there is a way for her to reconcile with her husband.
"You should also believe in yourself. Think of it as how you believed that you'll be up in that stage in when you were still in high school because the moment you'll stop believing, that's when the hope you once invested in this marriage is gone."
One of the blonde's habit on her free time is to sit in a café near the window with her caramel macchiato and just stare at the people walking by. She already timed out from the clinic and she just wanted to indulge herself with some coffee.
She finds it therapeutic in a way when she realizes that she's not the only one who's in a hurry in this big city.
Ever since she was in college, it was always about deadlines while also getting good grades so when she became a counselor herself it's when the realization of not being able to take it all in made her stop and just want to analyze to wherever she is going with her life.
She grew up in the Upper East Side of Manhattan with her family. Quinn's father Russell is a businessman while her mother Judy is an interior designer, both of them still living in the same house. Her sister Frannie became a Doctor and married a surgeon she met in the hospital she works in. Once she gave birth to their first child, a daughter, they moved to Connecticut for Quinn's niece to have a quiet life instead of the hustle and bustle that is New York.
When they moved away, Quinn was devastated. Her sister was one of the few people who was close to her heart aside from Santana and Brittany. They always confided in each other, whether it be for school or just plain ole' heartbreak in her sister's part.
"What about you, little sis? Have you gone out on a date yet?" A 15-year old Quinn rolled her eyes and takes a bite on her apple. They were sitting at Frannie's bed whilst their parents were already asleep in the master bedroom of their house.
It was always the opening line of her sister when she wanted Quinn to go out and be in a serious relationship. She never believed in those tales Frannie would talk about when they were little and that was before she was 21 years old.
"Dr. Fabray?" A familiar voice calls out from her daydream.
Quinn looks up to see a pair of deep brown eyes staring right back at her with a hint of a smile on her lips. The blonde's eyes widen in shock and then to utter amusement as she curtly nods at the woman as she returns the smile.
"Mrs. Hudson, how are you?"
She gestures for the seat in front of her and Rachel gladly sits down. "I hope you don't mind us intruding. I just got my kids from my friend's house and CJ wanted me to buy his favorite cupcake here."
Quinn furrows her eyebrows, she was sure she only saw Rachel but that's when the blonde notices another person, rather a child right behind the brunette who is clutching at her dress and a pink stroller on her side with the cutest brown haired baby.
The boy sits down right beside his mother who pulled out a chair for him. He sticks out his hand and says, "Hi, I'm Charles Joseph Hudson but my mom calls me CJ. This is my mommy and this is my little sister Allison Rose Hudson." The boy says to Quinn who smiles at her charmingly.
"Oh hey there," she puts down her cup of coffee as she focuses all of her attention to Charles while Rachel looks at them amusingly, "it's nice to meet you, Charles. Or should I call you CJ?"
Charles tilts his head as he contemplates the question. He smiles and sticks out his hand to Quinn who shakes it willingly, "Of course you can call me CJ! I know you and mommy are friends so I guess you're my friend too."
The blonde laughs at what he just said while Rachel takes Allison from her stroller and begins to bounce her on her lap.
"Of course we're friends. What kind of a person wouldn't want a friend in this big ole' city, right?"
Charles mouth was wide open but then he nods vigorously at Quinn's statement, "Yeah! Everyone needs a friend… but you have to pass the bro friendship first."
"CJ!" Rachel scolds her eldest son to which the boy just grins shyly. Quinn shakes her head towards Rachel, indicating that it's okay.
She leans in closer to Charles, "Okay then. So what should I do in order to pass the bro friendship?"
Quinn smiles back at the boy and looks at Rachel who seems to be smiling at her own son. When their eyes meet, the blonde was struck as to how beautiful the brunette is.
She supposed she should be happy. It has been a long time since she felt those butterflies in her stomach or that skipping of her heart's beat and that usual dumb smile most people wear when they like someone
But when it happened it happened to Quinn, the only thing that came to her mind is: What the hell is wrong with me?
I know, I know. I shouldn't have left it that way but good things come to those who wait, right? I'm still trying to post every week but it seems my schedule has been filled to the brim by last minute calls and text.
I'll be writing the next chapter on Thursday (Please don't kill me!) since I have a lot of things to do for the next two days. If it helps, I'll do everything just to post the next one before Monday because who would want to work on their birthdays, right?
So please do me a favor and review on this one. I would love to hear your thoughts and opinions about it. Thank you!