Disclaimer: I do not own neither Glee nor Life Unexpected (I wish).

A/N: So sorry this took more than expected, but I had two major exams in college and really had to have some study done. After that I had my brain fried for a while and a writer's block. Hopefully the next chapter will flow better and be up sooner.

"Good morning, Lux." The brunette says to a zombie blonde, trying to come down the stairs from the attic without falling over. Her eyes are mostly closed and she hangs to the sides of the stairs for dear life, just in case.

"Morning." She says, once she is standing again in solid ground. She tries to open her eyes with each index finger in each one, but it's in vain. Rachel chuckles and Lux turns around for the bathroom.

After a few minutes, she emerges from the bathroom with her eyes finally opened and her hair brushed.

"Coffee?" Rachel asks, grabbing a mug from the cupboard.

"Please." Lux nods and takes adoringly the mug Rachel has just served.

"How did you sleep?"

"Great."

"You really aren't a morning person, huh?"

"Not really." She smiles.

"Do you want some toast?" Rachel says getting the toaster for herself and some bread.

"Yes." She says after a while, getting up from the stool. "But let me do it." She takes the bread from her hand and puts two slices.

"I don't mind..."

"I'm not handicapped."

The brunette stops to analyze the difference between the kind gesture she's trying to do and her harsh words. She really reminds her of Quinn. Speaking of, Rachel thinks, she still hasn't got an idea what happened to her. Where in the world is Quinn Fabray?

Maybe she shouldn't intercede. It shouldn't have been a problem for Quinn to find Lux if she really was looking for her. Maybe Quinn believed her daughter wouldn't want nothing to do with her. Then, it would be up to Lux to find her birth mother and the blonde has already told her that she wants to meet her.

Maybe she should do something after all.

"What are you up to today?" Rachel asks her when the blonde pushes a plate of toast towards them.

"I don't know." She shrugs. "I haven't thought about anything. Still sleepy."

"We could go out. I'll show you around town, grab a coffee on the Lima Bean or have lunch at Breadstix. Do whatever?"

Lux shrugs again. "Sounds fine."

"Lux..." She has to ask. "You really want to find your mother?"

"Yes..." She takes a bite of her toast with strawberry jam. "I mean." She swallows. "I wouldn't have an idea where to start looking. I thought maybe you could help me?"

"Sure. If that's what you want to."

"Of course. I already got to know Puck. I now have to talk to him about signing my right release."

Rachel almost chokes on her coffee. "You are still with that idea?"

"Yeah... I've taken care of myself pretty well so far. I don't need my parents to step up now."

"I understand. Though I wish you would think differently." She sips again her coffee. After some silence between the both of them, Rachel keeps talking. "I couldn't resist before and I asked a friend of mine, the biggest gossip in school, what he knew." She shakes her head. "He lost her track once she changed majors in Yale."

The blonde pouts for a second.

"There's still someone I could try." The brunette ponders as she looks at Lux.

She raises her eyebrow. "If you don't mind..."

"Yeah. Sure. Though that's going to be an interesting conversation..." She's lost in thought for a moment. "I'll try on skype later. Will you join me?"

"Sure..." She says in a tone that doesn't seem certain at all.

Rachel leaves her coffee and the plate in the sink. "Also... I'm heading after that over to my parents'. You want to come? They'll love to see you and you already met Dad. They invited us for dinner, but I didn't know what you'll say, so I only promised a visit."

It goes a little bit into her believes of this being a temporary situation, but in the end... "It's okay. I don't mind either way."

"Right." She rinses the plate and the mug and leaves them at the side for them to dry. "I'm going to have a shower, okay?"

"Sure."

"So... who are you going to talk to?" Lux sits by Rachel's side on the couch while the brunette brings her laptop to life.

"Santana." She states fatally.

"And she is..." She encourages Rachel to complete a phrase.

"Your mother's best friend in high school, if you could call her that..." She pauses and observes how the eyebrow raises in the blonde's face. "Her relationship was pretty weird to say the least. Santana was and I bet she still is, very sarcastic and often harsh. They had a pretty epic full on fight once in the hallway..." She gets lost in her memories.

"And you seriously expect her to know where she is now." She pauses and then nods. "Sounds like they were besties back then."

"Yeah... Even after all, they still got each other's backs..." She smiles. "I'm calling Brittany, though." Lux raises her eyebrow. "Another one of your mother's friends and Santana's girlfriend. She's really the opposite. She is the nicest person; caring and pretty special." She smiles. "She says she prefers Skype because the phone is like the other person doesn't have a body."

She hits the call on Skype and after a few rings, a couple of blue eyes come to focus on the screen and after that, a blonde head comes up as she sets her laptop on the bed, while she sits by the headboard.

"Hello!" She says excitedly.

"Good morning, Brittany. How are you?"

"Great. How are you, Rachel? And who is that copy of Quinn sitting by your side?"

Rachel looks to her side and finds Lux already looking at her, raising her eyebrow.

"Special." She mutes and smiles.

"Aww, she does the eyebrow thingy and everything." She continues excitedly in the other side.

Rachel laughs. "Brittany, I want you to meet Lux. Formerly known as Beth." She finishes pointedly.

"Oh my god." She brings her hand to her mouth. "Beth!" She exclaims excitedly. "You are so grown up!" There's some noise behind her, but it doesn't disturb the blonde. "Last time I saw you, you were like this." She puts her arms like she was holding a little baby. "Oh my god..."

"Brittany!" A familiar voice screams from somewhere behind Brittany, mildly angry. "Lord Tubbington The Third has sit his wide ass in the back of my closet and won't come out. Again!"

"He likes the soft material." She just shrugs.

"Well, I don't like him to put his ass anywhere near them." She appears on the image. "Everything ends up covered on cat hair and it doesn't look professional in court." She peeks at the computer. "Hey, who are you talking to?" She smirks. "Hi, midget. Long time no see."

The brunette just chuckles. "Hello, Santana. It's nice to see you too."

"And who is the midget by your side? Seems familiar." She squints her eyes for a second and before Rachel or Lux can say anything, Brittany intervenes.

"It's baby Beth." She just says happily.

Santana freezes for a second in shock, and then sits by her girlfriend's side.

"What are you doing with Berry?" She asks to Lux, but doesn't wait for her answer. "This is freaky, Berry. Does Quinn know you have her daughter?"

"That's exactly why Lux and I." She gestures at the both of them. "Were calling for. Do you anything about Quinn?"

"Lost her track after college." Santana shakes her head and Rachel and Lux pout. "She finished in Yale and did some travelling. Last I heard, she was in New York doing some shit job and trying to get by."

"And now? No idea what she does or where we could find her?" Lux asks desperately.

"No. I'm sorry." Santana shakes again her head.

"We're just going to have to call every Quinn Fabray in the phone listings and stalk on Facebook every single one of them." Rachel looks down.

"I don't think you should look for Quinn Fabray." Brittany's comment, though apparently nonsense, doesn't go unnoticed.

After a minute or so of silence, Santana asks her. "What do you mean, babe?"

"You're not going to find her under Quinn Fabray. She changed her name." She simply states as she bites an apple.

"What?" Santana asks more forcefully, but maintaining the light tone. "What are you saying, Britt Britt?"

"Yeah. She changed her name. Again." She nods happily. "She switched it back to Lucy... something." She rubs her forehead. "I don't remember."

"How...?" Rachel starts.

"Oh, I was a fan of her writing in high school. Sometimes it would rhyme, it was funny." She smiles. "I made her promise that if she ever wrote a book, she would send me a copy. And she did." Brittany beams again.

"When?" Santana asks alarmed.

"We still lived in the old apartment." She dismisses it.

"I still don't remember the book."

She shrugs. "It was a package for me. From Lucy. But I knew it was her because of the dedication."

After watching the conversation like a tennis game, Rachel intervenes.

"Brittany, do you still have that book?"

She rubs her forehead again. "Yes. But I don't know where it is."

Santana looks at her watch. "I need to go."

Brittany grabs her arm and looks at her watch too. "Me too."

"Don't worry, Berry. We'll look for it and we'll get back to you, ok?"

"Thanks, Santana."

"Nice to meet you again... Lux. Be careful with Berry or she'll rub her drama on you." She says with a genuine smile this time. "Take care." She says to the both of them before ending the call.

"You too." She just answers.

There's a click sound and the screen goes black.

"That was... interesting." Lux comments.

"Most definitely."

"So..." She bites her lip. "They've met me?"

"Yes. Actually, we all did. We were in our regionals competition when your mom's water broke, so we all went to the hospital." Rachel says. "Only Noah and Mercedes were allowed in the delivery room. I felt bad I had to stay back for the team to qualificate - even more because we lost - and when I got back, I joined Santana and Brittany when they were going to sneak in after visiting hours. Quinn was asleep, exhausted, but we got to see you." She smiles fondly at her, putting a stray of her behind the blonde's ear. "You were so cute."

Lux smiles. But still, she is nowhere near finding her mother. She needs the woman's signature to be granted emancipation, although just the thought of meeting her birth mother makes something inside her raise with hope, as much as she doesn't want to.

Something must show in her face, because suddenly there's an arm over her shoulders. Rachel has been restraining her touchy-feely needs just because even if she feels she knows the girl, the blonde doesn't and their relation is still very new. Either way, she can't resists any more.

"Hey..." She says almost in a whisper. "We'll find her, 'kay?"

She nods lightly.

The brunette looks around and she suddenly blurts out. "Any idea what makes this house fit for you to stay?"

"You already got me a room..." She shrugs. "And I assume that smoke detector does have batteries on." She points at the little system on the ceiling.

"Yeah, I changed them last week." The brunette nods.

"Right. Also, you got me transferred to a new school from which I assume you can drive me to and from."

"Yes."

"Then you've done ten times what any foster parent would have done. I mean... most of them just take care of kids because of the money the state provides and I don't even know how they got approved."

Rachel grimaces. "I'm not after the money."

Lux chuckles and rolls her eyes. Then she get serious and after a few minutes in silence, she speaks. "Neither I am."

Rachel beams, but their little heart to heart comes to an end when Lux's iPhone chims. She picks it up and chuckles as she reads something. Rachel stares at her and literally bites her tongue. When the blonde looks up from her phone, she founds her and laughs in her face.

"Can't help it?" The brunette shakes her head. "It's Puck. He says if we can come over for their band rehearse. He says they're playing tonight, but I'm a minor and can't be in the club. And he says they are 'totally badass'."

"We can see them rehearse before going to my dads'?" She suggests.

"I'd like that." She smiles.

"So... your dad and you..."

"He seems cool. We are getting to know each other." She frowns. "Is his music any good?"

"Definitely nothing like Broadway." She chuckles. "But they have gathered some followers that keep their cash machine full and let's them pay the rent of the club."

"Are you sure we can just sneak in?" Lux asks Rachel as they are about to open the metal door to the club.

"Yes. When they're down here, they always leave the front door open." The sounds of a guitar reaches their ears. "Also, if they're rehearsing, they won't hear us knock."

"Right. You've got a point." They enter the empty club. It is dark and it seems that they are also trying the stage lighting. The lights turn from green, to blue, to red. Then a single light centers on the main singer.

"Hey, Matt. Stop it." She speaks into the microphone, trying to be heard over the music still paying that finally comes to an end. "That light is blinding me. I can't sing with that. Better stick with the general lighting, 'kay?"

Matt clicks a few buttons. "Okay. That should work now."

"Right!" A tall man, even sitting behind of the drums, yells. "From the top!"

"No! Wait." The guitarist yells now. Puck leaves his guitar on the side and hops off the stage, hugging Lux. "Hey. So glad you could make it."

Lux laughs as Puck lifts him briefly.

"I'm glad that I finally got an official invitation to one of your rehearsals." Rachel chuckles by their side. "Although I believe the invitation was more to bring Lux here rather than a personal one."

"Oh, please, Rach." The drummer stands up and comes from behind the set. "Are you going to go all glee club on us?"

She ponders for a while. "Maybe? If Sarah wanted, I could offer her a couple of advices to reach those high notes without so much effort."

"No, thanks." Puck answers for the other girl. "Everybody!" He calls out. "I'd like you to meet my daughter."

The singer waves in her direction and the bass mutes a 'hey'. The drummer, though, hops off the stage too and comes towards them.

"Hello. So nice to meet you." He shakes her tiny hand in his huge one excitedly. "Did you know that for a while I thought you were my daughter?"

"Finn!" Rachel yells at him.

"What?" He asks scared.

"She didn't know that."

"Oh, crap."

"He thought...? My mother is a slut or what?" The blonde raises her eyebrow and turns to ask Rachel.

The brunette bites her lip. "No, nothing like that. Your mom was the head cheerio going out with the quarterback." She gestures towards Finn.

"Typical much?"

"Yeah. She also was the president of the celibacy club. So one day she was feeling pretty bad, because she had some issues and his boyfriend's friend, this asshole, talked her into drinking some wine coolers and they had sex."

Both, the brunette and the blonde look at him angrily. "Hey, hey. Yes, I was a douche back then, but she forgave me."

"So she had sex with her boyfriend and his boyfriend's best friend? How did she know I was actually his?" The blonde points at his father.

Rachel looks at Finn and back at Lux, biting her lip. "No. She only had sex with your father."

"Then how the hell did you think you were my father?" Lux turns to Finn now.

"Well... I..." Finn looks around, looking for help.

"Seriously?" Rachel crosses her arms over her chest. "You started this conversation, you end it."

"I... the jacuzzi and..." He mumbles.

The blonde winces. "Ew. Stupid and... ew. Didn't you have sex ed?" Rachel and Puck can't help but laugh.

They park in the drive way and go up the porch. Rachel knock lightly in the door but opens it anyway.

"Hello?" She calls.

"In the kitchen." A man's voice answers.

Lux closes her eyes and follows the delicious smell, as well as the brunette towards the kitchen.

"Hello, again, Lux." Hiram says over the stove in the kitchen center.

"Hello, Mr. Berry." She peeks in the stove. "Damn, that smells good." She suddenly puts her hand over her mouth. "I'm sorry." After she chastises herself, the blonde tries not to laugh at his tiny pink apron with a golden star in the front, but she doesn't succeed.

"Call me Hiram. And it was Rachel's. I don't know where I left mine. I think she stole it to see me wearing hers."

"Liar. You just like it."

Hiram chuckles and shrugs. Then a rumble interrupts the sudden silence and he looks at Rachel and points at her with a spatula. "Did you feed her?"

"Hey, I'm not some animal that you feed... and she did, she did." Lux defends her. "But it's about dinner time and that does smell amazing."

"Well, if you're going to compliment my cooking that way, I won't complain."

"Just wait until you try it. That's my favorite dish, right Dad?"

"You bet."

The brunette hums. "Tempeh Vegetable Stir-Fry with curried peanut sauce." The blonde hums in agreement. "I love you Dad."

The man chuckles. "I love you too, pumpkin."

The brunette grabs a stick of carrot and munches. "Where's Daddy?"

"He's upstairs reading."

"Oh, I'll go help him down." The brunette offers.

"Can I help with the table or something?" The blonde looks for something to do now that Rachel is gone and have left her again with someone she doesn't know at all. It just lets her a little unsettled because she feels that this first impression upon them matters, that she has to do a good job. Fortunately enough, she has already met Hiram, although for a very brief moment.

"Sure. I started setting it but got busy in the stove." He turns around and points at a cupboard with his spatula. "Grab some glasses there."

She nods and starts helping. "So... The hearing didn't go as expected, I gather."

"Understatement of the year." She chuckles. "I was applying for emancipation! The last thing I expected was going home with a woman I met the day before."

He chuckles and shakes his head.

"But..." She bites her lip and Hiram brings his eyes up from the stove. "I couldn't have been placed better." She shakes her head with a sudden shyness.

Rachel appears into the kitchen with one Leroy Berry in her arm. The once tall and strong black man that intimidated Finn Hudson looks now pretty weak, but still he has a way of carrying himself that doesn't allow pity. And he's just wearing a pajamas and a flannel robe.

"Daddy." Rachel speaks. "This is Lux."

"It's very nice to meet you." He shakes her hand.

"Nice to meet you too, Mr. Berry."

"Oh, puh-lease. Don't try that non sense with me. I'm Leroy, kiddo." The blonde smiles.

"Okay, Leroy."

Hiram places a couple of plates with the food on the table. "Everybody sit. Dinner is ready."

"So, what have you been up to?" Leroy starts chit chatting at the table.

Rachel looks at Lux, silently asking permission about how much she wants the brunette's dads to know. A very slight movement of her blonde head gives her the go ahead. "Actually, Lux has been meeting people very important in her life."

"Really?" Hiram asks curiously. Lux just nods.

"Do you guys remember Quinn Fabray?"

"Head cheerio? The one who came up with insults like Rupaul or Manhands for you?" Some anger crosses his features for a moment.

Rachel winces. "Yes. The one who supported me when I suggested writing an original song for our competition and actually helped me wrote them. The one who told me that I was destined to be something more than Finn's wife. The one who thanked me in her valedictorian speech."

Leroy puts a hand over his husband's shoulder and his face relaxes. "I remember."

"Do you remember she was pregnant during junior year?" She continues now that her Dad has calmed down.

Leroy munches on some food. "No way."

"Yes. We just discovered Lux is Quinn's daughter."

"And that makes..." Hiram starts...

...but Rachel interrupts him. "Noah, the father. She already met him."

"Oh, honey. Now I understand what you meant." He puts his hand over the blonde's and they share a look.

"Now we are looking for her mother. None of the members of the glee club seem to know what happened to her."

Hiram intervenes. "You know? Her family still lives in town."

"I don't know if they'll know where she is. Last I heard, their relationship wasn't very good." Rachel tries to send a silent message to her parents with no avail. She doesn't want to explain the Fabrays to Lux. It's something Quinn has to do if she wants to. And of course, she isn't going to let Russell Fabray anywhere near the teenager. God knows how she treated Quinn even before he kicked her out.

"I'm just saying." He wipes his mouth. "Even though their relationship isn't any good, I doubt that her mom doesn't know what she's been up to." He takes sip. "It couldn't hurt to ask."

Rachel shakes her head. Still unconvinced. "I'll think about it."

"And that son..." Leroy looks at Lux. "Bad, bad person she had as a father moved out of town after the divorce."

"You do realize I'm not five, don't you?" Lux says, but nobody answers her.

That's a relief for the brunette, but still... "I'll think about it."

Lux senses the tension in the dinner table and takes out her iPhone. "Hey, have you seen this video Puck sent me?"

"Oh, please, let it be PG rated."

"It's a panda sneezing. It's so good." She plays the video as three heads turn to the little screen to see it and then go back to laughter. Tension forgot.

"Oh. There's one with penguins." Rachel says excited and then frowns. "I can't remember the name." She pouts.

The rest of the table laughs and Leroy chimes in. "Have you seen the one with the lion?" Lux raises her eyebrow. "Yes. There's this couple that adopted a puppy lion, but then it got too big for their house, so they had to let it free in Africa. They came back a year later and it recognized them!" He says excitedly. "Search for 'Lion reunited'."

Lux clicks a few time in her phone and it isn't hard to find the video the man was asking for. She sets herself so she can too watch the video this time and hits play. After the few minutes, she is a little embarrassed that she's tearing up and she tries to conceal it. However, when she turns around she can see the other three crying shamelessly.

"It recognized them! How could that happen?" The brunette gets up and brings a tissue box to the table, where everyone gets one. They replay it once again and tear a little bit more.

By the end of the second play, Rachel moves her chair closer to the blonde's and puts her arm around her shoulders. "If this people could find their lion, we can find our Quinn."

"Leroy, you've got to eat some more." They hear Hiram say after their moment.

"I can't take more, I'm sorry. I feel a little dizzy." Hiram frowns.

"Well, do you want some dessert?" He tries to animate him and make him eat some more.

"Maybe... Nah." He shakes his head.

"What? What do you want, honey?"

"Vanilla ice cream?" He says with a little boy's voice. "But I don't want to cause any trouble."

"Non-sense, honey. Why don't you and Lux go to the living room and you start showing her some embarrassing baby photos and I'll prepare some ice cream bowls? How does that sound?"

Lux stands up and goes by Leroy's side. "Oh, Lux. I don't need your help."

"Pleeease." She whispers. "I don't know where the living room is and I don't want to make a fool of myself."

He chuckles weakly as he stands grabbing her arm. "I really like her." He says to her daughter.

When both are out of range, Rachel speaks. "I take it we are out of ice cream." She stands and grabs her keys. "Don't worry, I'll go real quick to by some."

"Thank you, darling." Hiram hugs her. "He doesn't eat properly. He's too weak." He whispers.

"He's ok, Dad. Daddy is strong and I'm going to buy him the largest vanilla ice cream I can find." She squeezes him once more. "Don't worry." She stands back. "Now... you start setting the bowls and I'll be right back."

Rachel drives to the nearest seven eleven in record time, though respecting all the signals and the speed limit. She parks and enters the shop so quickly she doesn't see the woman that is about to exit.

"Ouch." The paper bag the other woman was holding is now on the floor with all of her things scattered.

"Oh, god. I'm so sorry." Rachel bends down and starts picking up things. "Is there something ruined? I'll just go in and buy a replacement."

"Everything's fine, Rachel." The other woman gets the remaining things and stands up. She offers her hand to the brunette, but she freezes before grabbing it.

"Quinn?"