A/N: Here is the next chapter. You can thank a 5 hour flight for this LONG update. I hope your like it, there is a little bit of everything in here. Also WARNING for strong language and mentions of rape. This story is rated M so I am trying to sugar coat things but I also won't be crude or vulgar just because of the rating. Hopefully you find the language I use t times appropriate. As always please leave a review, I really appreciate. Thank you for the great review from last chapter I am so glad you guys are excited about this sequel hopefully I do a good job. Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or any of its characters. GLEE belongs to its creators and FOX.

Ch.2

QPOV

The drive to Belleville was quiet and tense. Santana had showed up right after my mom had left to take Beth out for their 'Grandma/Granddaughter' day. It was a cute tradition my mom had started when Beth was two weeks old. Every two weeks mom would take Beth and the two would spend the day out together. I loved it for two reasons, one it gave me a day to spend with my friends alone or a day to sleep and two it was a great way for mom and Beth to bond, to create a special relationship. This week I was especially grateful for it because I could take care of business without having to take Beth with or make up some lie about why I need someone to babysit her.

The closer we got the more I felt myself tighten up, my muscles stiffening as the surroundings became more and more familiar. Moments of my childhood flashing through my mind, I cast them aside as soon as they arose; I need to concentrate on my mission. I was back in this hell hole for one reason and one reason only, and that was to make sure my daughter was safe and was never hurt by the former men in my life.

The long drive to the farm looked like it always, as I pulled before the white farmer house I wasn't surprised to see him in the side yard chopping up some wood. He must have heard the car come up because he stopped mid swing and looked straight up at me, our eyes connected, briefly he looked relieved, then confused, and finally a mask of indifference covered up his handsome features. If you didn't know him you'd never have notice, but I knew him better than anyone else, and that mask well we taught each other how to wear one.

"Is that him?" Santana asked next to me, causing me to remember why I was here.

"Yes."

"Damn, Q he is fine." Santana was not wrong in her appraisal; he was a very good-looking man and always had been. His skin perfectly tanned, sweat trickling down well defined but not overly bulging muscles, he had a strong jaw, shaggy honey blonde hair and piercing blue eyes; with his six four frame and All American good looks he could easily become a male model if he wished.

"Yeah. Wait in the car for right now."

Santana shook her head, "Hell know you asked me to come here as back up and that is what I am going to do, I can't freaking help you if I'm in the car."

She did have a point, "Fine but please remain quiet, I want to get this done as quickly and painlessly as possible."

"Sure, I can do that as long as he isn't a dick to you." I shrugged and got out of the car and walked towards him. He placed down his axe and moved towards me too. When we were about three feet apart we both stopped, neither saying anything. I felt Santana come up by my side.

"Who's your friend Quinn, she's hot?" He asked giving Santana his signature smirk.

"Don't be a jack ass Paul." I snapped, I certainly didn't bring Santana her for Paul to drool over her.

"Whatever Q, so what are you doing here? I thought you left with…." He trailed off and I could see him trying to look past me towards the car.

"If you're looking for my daughter she isn't here."

His eyes snapped back to me, a small smile graced his lips, "It was girl?"

"Yes."

"Did you keep her?"

"Yes."

"Then where is she?" He was clearly getting frustrated with me and my short to the point answers but honestly I didn't feel he needed to or deserved to know any more information than I was giving him. "Quinn please." He suddenly begged and suddenly if wasn't the jerk quarterback who got me drunk and took advantage of me standing before me but rather the scared little boy I met in a tree who became my best friend.

"She's with her grandmother." I sighed reaching into my pocket and producing a picture of Beth from the park yesterday. She was sitting in Noah's lap with Finn, Rachel, Brittany, and Santana all smiling brightly at my camera. I handed it to Paul who took it quickly, "Her name is Beth Francine."

I watched as Paul's eyes examined the picture carefully, "She's gorgeous Quinn."

"She is, she's amazing Paul. So happy all the time."

"You said she was with her grandmother, you found your mom? I thought she abandoned you."

I felt my hear twist, "Apparently my father wasn't entirely truthful with me about that."

"Figures." Paul growled, if anyone hated my father more than me it was Paul. Before he became what he was now, he'd cursed Russell every timed I'd come to play with a new bruise or was missing for days on end. Paul's father was bad, really bad but never quiet as ruthless as Russell could be. "Who's the dude? Boyfriend?" He sounded put out and angry, maybe jealous.

"Noah, he's just a friend but he is Beth's godfather and Santana," I pointed to San who was remaining unnaturally quiet, "is her godmother."

"Cool. Can I keep this?" He asked gently.

"Of course."

"So what are you doing here Quinn?" I think it was pretty obvious why I was here but he seemed to need me to say it. I reached behind me and pulled out so papers from back pocket.

"I'm here to give you a chance Paul. Beth needs her father in her life. So right now I am giving you a second chance, tell me right now and mean it and I will let you be in her life. I don't even need child support from you if you can't give it, but I will let you visit her and slowly build a relationship with her. I won't lie Paul, I don't like this man you've become. What you did to me, it wasn't good Paul, you might not think it was rape but you ignored me when I told you no several times and you got me so drunk on purpose and wore me down until I relented. To many people that is rape, Paul."

"I did not." Paul yelled taking a step towards me but I held my ground.

"You did you asshole and you're lucky that Q here is a better person and is giving you the opportunity be in your daughter's life. Your also lucky I don't be the shit out of your right now for what you did to my girl here." Santana yelled putting herself between Paul and I. Paul seemed shocked at Santana's fierceness and took a step back.

No one said anything for a moment. "Paul this is your only chance. I can't trust you with her alone right now but if you prove yourself in time then you'll het partial custody. If you don't want that, if you don't want to be her father then…" I shrugged and handed him the papers, "sign these documents and you relinquish all parental right to her. It says that you will never try and contact her until she is eighteen; that I cannot ask for child support from you. We will have nothing to do with each other, Beth will seize to have a father." I took a step forward and placed my hand on his cheek, I could feel him lean into it and relax, "It's your choice Paul."

He sighed and stepped back turning his back to me, I could see him looking at Beth's picture. "I leave for OSU in two weeks."

"I figured."

"I could be an NFL quarterback."

"I know." I felt my heart starting to break for my daughter; I knew where this is going.

"Have a kid, it be a scandal, it taint my reputation. You have to know that Quinn." He turned back to me and there were tears in his eyes. There was so much pain there.

"I know that too." There really was nothing else for me to say.

"I don't care though, about that, any of it, she is still my daughter, and I love her." My head was shocked, this wasn't happening was it? Was Paul really going to take responsibility for Beth?

"But my father, he'll care. Quinn my Dad, he…" a shiver when down my spine at the fear in his voice, on his face, "after you left, I told him the truth about you, that I got you pregnant. He went ballistic Quinn, I missed a week of school." I couldn't help it I ran to him and we embraced one another and he cried and cried. "I want to find you, to take care of you and my baby, Beth but Dad forbade it; he said if you ever came back he'd take of the little problem."

My heart stopped, "No."

Paul nodded his head, "Yes. Quinn I want to take responsibility, but I can't for Beth I can't." He looked so defeated. "I am going to sign these papers for her; I don't want her to ever meet my father. I don't want either of our fathers to know about her. It's the best for her and for myself, no matter how selfish that is. But I won't be a dead beat dad, not completely, hold on."

He ran inside and I turned to Santana she rushed to me and hugged me, I really needed it. Moments later Paul came back out and handed me a piece of paper, a check for $5,000. "It's half of my wages this year, it's for Beth. Put it in an account for her. When I start earning money, I will write you for the account number, I'll but money in it. Think of it as trust fund, for when she turns 18 and goes to college, will you do that for me?"

"Yes."

"Thank you." Then he walked to my car and signed the papers. Once they were back in my hands there wasn't really anything else for us to say.

"Thank you Quinn for coming here and giving me an opportunity to be in her life, I just wish I was brave enough to take it."

"Do you want pictures?"

Paul shook his head, "I think that would be too hard, well actually just one a year on her birthday."

"I can do that. Paul," He looked at me and I could still she my best friend in him, that funny loving boy was still there somewhere. "You don't have to be like him, you need to let the anger go."

He nodded but said nothing.

I gave him a quick peck on the cheek, "And when a girl says no, she means it don't keep pushing, you could get in serious trouble one day."

"I'm sorry."

We hugged again and then I got in my car and drove off, not once looking in the rearview mirror. When we finally got out of Belleville I pulled over and stopped.

"Q?" Santana asked worriedly. I turned to her and burst into tears. I felt so many things in that moment. Part of me was relieved that Paul had signed away his rights, I still feared the man was becoming, I didn't want Beth to have a father like he and I had had, but part of me was upset because my best friend had been an amazing boy. That boy would have been a great father and now both he and Beth would miss out on that. I was also angry, so angry that Paul wouldn't stand up to his father, I was angry that Mr. Thomason would threaten my daughter like that. The whole situation was so messed up I couldn't get my mind around it. How did these things keep happening in my life, why did I have to get pregnant by a boy who's father thought it was okay to threaten the life of pregnant girl and her baby. It was too much. At least I wouldn't have to worry about it, Paul had relinquished his rights to Beth and now Mr. Thomason would never have to take care of the little problem.

Eventually I calmed down and sat up turning to Santana, "Thank you for coming today."

"No problem. You okay now."

"Yes, I am I just need to let it all out." I started the car up again and pulled back onto the road heading back home.

"Do you think his dad really would have hurt you or Beth?" Santana sounded very fearful. I glanced at her and she was staring at her hands, I reached over and gave them a squeeze.

"No I don't, I think he was trying to scare Paul into not taking responsibility. Mr. Thomason is a grade A bastard and he is both emotionally and physically abusive but he was never cruel. His punishments were straightforward, cause and effect and once it was over it over, unlike my father who found it funny to pray on your fears and weaknesses. If my father had said it I would have something to fear but not Mr. Thomason, at least I don't think so. It's better Paul to the precaution though, now we never have to find out."

"This town is bat shit crazy, Q." This made me laugh, "I know."

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RPOV

I flopped onto the couch next to Quinn who was playing with Beth on her lap. Beth really was the prettiest baby I'd ever seen, of course Quinn was the prettiest girl I'd ever seen so that makes sense. Beth was able to hold her head up now and she was really starting to gurgle. Her big expressive green eyes followed Quinn everywhere she went. The two were adorable.

"I can't believe they left us home alone for a whole week." I smiled. My parents had just left on a two week cruise for their twenty-fifth anniversary and Judy had a week long conference in Atlanta. After much debate it had been decided that Quinn and I were old enough and responsible enough to stay at home rather than go to Lopez's or Pierces house for the week. Originally we were going to go to Carol's house but Burt surprised her, Finn, and Kurt with a vacation to the Jersey beach this week.

"We will hardly be alone. Mom asked that the Lopezes, Pierces, and Mrs. Puckerman take turns checking in on us at random times." Quinn reminded me. Whatever for the most part we were alone.

"So what are we going to do?"

"What do you mean?" Quinn raised and eye brow at me as she lifted Beth to her shoulder letting the infant start to fall asleep.

"Well isn't it customary for teenagers such as ourselves to break the rules in some way like have boys over or throw a big party." I was quite excited to participate in a bit of frivolity. I mean we were only young once right.

"Oh no Berry, I know you want to be like cool or something now that we will be upper classmen, but there is no way I am throwing a party when our parents are out of town."

I sighed, this didn't make sense wasn't Quinn supposed to be the rebel one, she should be all for this. If anything it should be her suggesting this and me being the one responsible saying no. That is what everyone would expect. But isn't that why I want to do this, Quinn is right I don't want to be a dork anymore, I don't want to be bullied or slushied. Sure a lot of it had stopped since I became friends with Quinn, Santana, and Brittany and started dating Finn but I wanted to be seen as cool not just cool by association.

"Please Quinn, I need this."

Quinn stood up and shook her head, "No Rachel. One parties like that always and I mean always backfire, two I don't want to break not only my mom's trust but your dad's, and third I have a ten week old Rachel, I can't have a party."

"Urgh." I slapped the couch and stomped my foot, okay childish I know but I'm really upset, Quinn is ruining my fun. "Quinn you don't get it you're already cool. I mean you have a kid and you're still the most popular girl in school. I am sure Sue will make you head cheerleader this year and you're so pretty. Quinn I don't have any of that."

Quinn shook her head and sat next to me, "You are cool Rachel."

"Not like you."

"Rachel you're cool because you are your own person because no matter what anyone says to you, you keep doing what you love. That makes you the coolest kid in school. Besides you have a great group of friends right?"

"Yeah." It's true I never had friends like I don now, I loved it.

"That's all that matters. I don't care about all those other people how pretend to by my friends, and that is what they are doing, pretending because they want to look cool by being around me. I only care about our close group of friends. You don't need to throw a party Rachel."

"Fine, but can we at least have the gang over?"

Quinn smiled, "Totally, I am not that much of a good two shoes, and maybe we'll even invite some of the gleeks."

Just then the doorbell rang; I stood up and went to get it while Quinn was putting Beth down in her bassinet. When I opened the door I saw a tall man with broad shoulders and blonde hair standing in front of me. Behind him were two cops. "Can I help you?"

"Is Judy Fabray here?" The office behind the man asked politely.

"No, she's away at a conference for the week." I said honestly. I heard the blonde man huff.

"Are you home alone?" The officer asked.

"Kind of, Quinn and Beth are here, and my parents have friends checking in on us three times a day, may I ask what is going on?"

"Did you say Quinn is here?" The blonde man asked quickly.

"Yeah, she lives in my dads' garaged apartment with her mom Judy and her daughter Beth. What is going on?" The man turned to the officers and nodded. The three pushed passed me. "Wait stop!" I yelled suddenly panicking; I ran trying to get passed the officers but they blocked me until we got to the living room.

"Dad." I heard Quinn yelp. My heart clenched, the blonde man was Quinn's father, her abusive father. This was not good.

I got around the officers and ran to Quinn's side, her face was pale and she was blocking Beth from view.

"Quinn, there you are, oh I have been so worried about you." Mr. Fabray said sweetly, to sweetly for my liking, he stepped up to Quinn and hugged her, Quinn held stiff, then I barely heard him whisper, "hug me now," Quinn's arms instinctively wrapped around the man. After a moment they parted.

"What are you doing here?" Quinn asked her eyes confused.

"I came to get you honey, I have been looking for you for months. I should have known your mother got to you."

"What do me got to me I looked for her." Quinn sounded stronger now, like she had gotten over her shock and was now ready to fight. "You kicked me out so I looked for her and she took me in."

Mr. Fabray laughed and looked at the two officers who suddenly were looking curiously at Mr. Fabray and Quinn. "Quinnie honey, I didn't kick you out, that was a misunderstanding. Yes I was surprised by your news but I would never do that to you." He then turned to the officers, "Do you mind giving us a minute alone, clearly my ex-wife is not here so you won't be needed yet."

"Sir I think it is best we stayed."

"I'm sure you do, but as you can see my daughter is upset, clearly confused by whatever lies my ex has been telling her, please give me a minute to talk to her alone." The officers looked at each other before nodding and walking back outside. Then Mr. Fabray turned to me, "You can do too." The way he looked at me gave me the creeps, there was so much disgust in his voice.

"No she stays." Quinn reached out and held onto me tightly.

"Fine, Quinn you are coming home with now, you and that bastard of yours."

"No." Quinn stood up taller, "I will not go with you."

"What did you say to me." Mr. Fabray seemed to grow before my eyes and he stepped in close to Quinn leaning tall over her.

"I said, Russell, that I will not leave with you. I love it her, I love mom, and I will not go back to that hell hole with you and I sure as hell will not let you near my daughter." Quinn was holding her own against this frieghtening man and I was impressed by also really scared for her.

"Look here Quinn you will come with me now and you will bring that daughter of yours or I will have your mother arrested on kidnapping charges and violation of a restraining order. Do you want your mother to rot in jail, be beaten by scum, raped by them just because you wouldn't do as your told."

"You can't do that." I yelled. Fear filled me and by the look on Quinn's face it had her too.

"I can and I will, why do you think those cops are here, they are here to arrest Judy. However if you come with me now Quinn I will drop charges against your mother."

Quinn seemed to have an internal debate before nodding, "Fine I will come but my daughter stays here. You have no rights to her, and if you don't let her stay then I will tell those officers out there every little thing you ever did to me."

Now it was Mr. Fabray's turn to make a decision. "Fine, let the bastard stay, lets go." He grabbed Quinn arm and she followed but as he dragged her away she turned to me "Take Beth to the Lopez's. Call your dads and my mom, and take my journal its under my bed." Her words echo in my mind as she is pulled from sight, tears rolling down her cheeks, fear on her face, and pain in her eyes.

It's Beth's cries that push me into action. I rush to Quinn's room first grabbing Beth's overnight bag, I kneel down on the floor and pull out Franny's journal before tossing it in the bag. Then I run to the kitchen and pull out all of extra bottles of Quinn's breast milk , finally I pick up a still crying Beth and head to my car. I drove as fast as I could to the Lopez's and started pounding on the door. Mrs. Lopez is the one to answer, "Rachel what is going on?"

"He took her."

"Who took whom?" Mrs. Lopez asked confused as she ushers me into the house. I can see Santana walking down the steps, Brittany behind her. I look straight at Santana, "Quinn's dad, the took her." Santana's face goes white as I hear Mrs. Lopez gasp.

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JPOV

The conference ran longer than it was supposed too, it was after 8pm and I just want go to my hotel room, check in with Quinn, and go to bed. I would have called her earlier but there was absolutely no reception in the conference hall. Once I've stepped outside my phone goes crazy, 10 missed calls and 5 missed text messages. Something is wrong, I am about to listen to my voicemails when I hear my name.

"Judy Fabray?"

I look up and see two officers coming towards me. My stomach drops, something has to be wrong with Quinn or Beth. I start walking towards the officers.

"Yes, I'm Judy is something wrong?"

Suddenly the brown haired officer is taking my wrist and talking, "Judy Fabray you are under arrest for the kidnapping of Quinn Fabray. You have the right to remain silent, anything you say can and will be used against in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney, if you cannot afford one, one will be provided for you."

As the handcuffs clamped around my wrist one name flashed in my mind, Russell.

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