This chapter is a little shorter but it was swimming in my head and I didn't want to wait til' tomorrow to post it. Don't worry though there will be another chapter for tomorrow.

Please let me know what you think.

As Santana and Quinn reached the apartment Santana stopped abruptly and turned to face the other girl. "Stay here," she instructed as she slipped inside and closed the door behind her. Rachel was sitting on the floor with Beth, surrounded by boxes and Santana looked at her questioning the mess their apartment had turned into.

"It's Beth's stuff, it just got delivered, I guess Shelby really did have it all figured out," Rachel said sarcastically, watching as Santana picked up Beth and headed towards the kitchen. "I don't really know where to put it all and I know you didn't come to New York to have to live like this and I am sorry for all of the drama I-"

"Rachel, stop." Santana set Beth in the high chair that had already been unpacked. "We'll talk, I promise, but right now this little monster looks like she needs to eat and there is someone outside waiting to talk to you."

Rachel stood up and fixed her clothes, smoothing out the wrinkles. "She is not a monster," Rachel scolded as she watched Beth pick up her sippy cup and throw it at the unsuspecting Latina, earning a low growl. Rachel laughed nervously and turned to eye the door, "Quinn?" She asked, Santana nodding her response. "I don't know if I can do this, Santana."

"Rachel, it's fine, I promise, if you need to scream and I'll come out and help, but seriously, the two of you need to talk, if not for yourselves for Beth." Santana placed the sippycup back on the tray of the high chair and began to open a can of Zoodles, placing the saucy mess in a bowl and then the microwave. "Go, Beth and I are good here." Santana turned her attention back to the toddler as Rachel slowly slinked towards the door.

"Hi"

"Hello, Quinn." Rachel said looking everywhere but at the blonde standing in front of her.

"Rachel I am so sorry, I just, I was shocked and I didn't know how to react and-"

"So you thought slapping me and calling me names was the way to handle it?" Rachel snapped her eyes now cutting through Quinn. "I didn't hide this from you, I just found out."

"Santana told me," Quinn whispered as she stepped closer to Rachel, Rachel stepping back to keep the distance between them. "I'm so sorry Rachel, really, I was wrong, so wrong and I- I just- I just got used to the fact that Beth was with Shelby, used to the fact that I would probably not be in her life and then you said you had her and all the feelings came back, the regret, the hurt, the want. I didn't mean to do that," Quinn reached out a hand, her finger tracing the bruise she left on Rachel's face. Rachel flinched. "Please don't do that, I won't hurt you, oh God Rachel I am so sorry." The flood of tears cascading down Quinn's face told her she meant it, but somehow that didn't change anything Rachel was thinking.

"We were getting close, you and I, we were finally friends."

"We're still friends."

"It's like one step forward, two steps back with you Quinn and I can't do this, I can't walk on eggshells waiting for you to snap, to revert to your old ways and-"

"I won't."

"You did."

The silence took over and Quinn leaned against the wall and took in a calming breath. "I don't want to be that person, the one I was in High School, that's not me, not who I want to be anyways. Rachel, I-"

"She's gone." Rachel whispered cutting her off, "I'm never going to have a Mom, at least before I knew I had one, even if it didn't seem like she wanted me, at least I knew she was out there somewhere and now there is this hole in my heart and she's missing again, but I'll never get her back."

"Oh Rach," Quinn stepped forward and wrapped her arms around the smaller girl, this time Rachel stayed, wrapping her arms around Quinn to return the hug. "I'm so sorry."

"You said that," Rachel said pulling back with watery eyes and an uneasy tone in her voice.

"And I will keep saying it, because I mean it. I shouldn't have hit you, I shouldn't have reacted the way I did, but this is just too much, it's to hard and it's not what I ever imagined when I stepped off that train. I thought we were gonna have a Girl's Weekend, me, you, Kurt and Santana. Movies, shopping, all the things you and I never got to do together in Ohio, but then it was like my world stopped, Beth is behind those doors and that scares me. What if she doesn't like me? What if you become her Mom, when it should be me."

"Quinn, I'm not her Mom, I'll never be her Mom."

"But you could be."

"No, I can't. Shelby is her Mom, you are her Tummy Mommy, I'm just, just, Rachel."

"Tummy Mommy?" Quinn said skeptically, unsure whether or not she liked the sound of it.

"That's what she called you."

"She knows who I am?" A fresh wave of tears left Quinn and a sob escaped past her lips and this time it was Rachel who stepped forward and wrapped her arms around the other girl.

"She knows who you are. Her bear, she has it, the one you gave her. It's named after you. She takes it everywhere." Rachel chose her words carefully, but the more she spoke the harder Quinn cried.

They stood in the hallway for what felt like an eternity, Quinn molded against Rachel, Rachel holding her tight. The fight outside the café just seemed to wash away with both the girl's tears and by the end they were both laughing, but neither knew why.

"Did you want to see her?"

"I can't." Quinn whispered, "I don't know if I'm strong enough."

"You're the strongest person I know Quinn."

"Rachel, I-"

"Quinn!" Both girl's turned to see Kurt running towards them, unaware of what had transpired while he was at work. "You're crying." Kurt said, speaking to both Quinn and Rachel. "I take it Rachel told you."

Quinn nodded and bit at her bottom lip. "Does she really look like me?"

"So much."

"She's perfect."

Quinn felt a lump in her throat and she turned to Rachel. "I need to do this, don't I?"

Kurt slipped past them and in to the apartment, happy to be home and to be able to get out of his work uniform, which he thought was a fashion disaster. Leaving the two girl's in the hallway once again to finish their conversation. Once inside, Kurt changed and made his way in to the kitchen where a frustrated Santana was trying to clean pasta and sauce off of her clothes and Kurt laughed at the sight of a very messy Beth smiling and laughing, proud of what she had done.

"Orange is so not your colour." Kurt said walking over to Santana.

"Santana so dirty," Beth laughed and Kurt joined in causing a glare from Santana that Kurt merely shrugged off.

"Go change, you're never going to get those stains out without presoaking your shirt in stain remover." Santana huffed and stomped off and Kurt just laughed and grabbed a cloth from the sink. "You are so cute," he mused as he began to clean off Beth's face. Looking around he spotted Beth's diaper bag on the table and he quickly rummaged through it, pulling out a fresh set of clothes. "Let's get you cleaned up before Quinn and Rachel come in to see you."

"Quinn?"

"Yes Quinn." There was a look on Beth's face Kurt couldn't quite determine, but as he pulled off Beth's food stained shirt he saw her smiling. "Do you know who Quinn is?" Kurt asked replacing the top with a clean one.

"Yes," Beth answered starting to get a little impatient as Kurt tried to figure out how to put Beth's new tights on. "Do you think she'll like me?"

Kurt stopped holding up two skirts, Beth choosing the pink one by pointing a tiny finger at it and then clapping. "She already loves you." Kurt replied as he set Beth down, not really knowing where to take the conversation.

"Where is she?"

"Outside in the hall talking to Rachel."

Before Kurt could stop her Beth bound off through the living room to the front door, pushing it open easily as Kurt had not shut it all the way when he came in.

"Quinn?"

"Beth."