"Rachel?" Quinn murmured as she padded into the living room. Rachel looked up from the film she was watching and smiled.
"Hey Quinn, you doing ok? I was just going to come and find you actually. You've been up there so long I was starting to think you'd drowned or something," she joked. She patted the sofa next to her, indicating for the blonde to sit down. Quinn walked shyly over to where Rachel was sat and plonked herself down on the chair.
"Sorry about that. I just got a bit carried away; it's been so long since I've been able to relax." She apologized.
"Oh it's no problem, I'm just glad you've got yourself sorted out Quinn. You deserve to relax after everything you've been through." Quinn nodded as Rachel spoke.
"Anyway, I'm gonna get you something to eat as I'm pretty sure you haven't eaten since at least dinnertime. So what do you fancy?"
Quinn blushed. "Well, I actually haven't eaten anything since breakfast. I tried to have lunch but I just… couldn't keep it down. But yeah, now you mention it I am starving. I don't suppose I could have a look and see what you have in? I mean, if not I'll just have whatever but I seem to be craving different things every day." She felt awkward asking to raid Rachel's cupboards; but, you know, needs must and all.
"Sure, go ahead. Anyway you might as well make yourself familiar with this place seeing as you're probably gonna be here for a while," Rachel replied. Quinn's head shot up.
"But I thought you just meant I could come home with you for tonight, and then find a motel to stay in tomorrow?"
Rachel looked shocked.
"Gosh no! I couldn't just abandon a friend in need, besides I'm thinking money's pretty tight for you at the minute. My dads will be home in an hour or so, and if they agree which I'm sure they will, this can be your new home." Noting the look of shock now imprinted upon Quinn's face, she hesitated.
"I mean, if you don't want to live with me then that's fine, you don't have to I just thought you might need someplace to stay. It really doesn't matter, in fact forget it, I know you'd hate to live with me because we're not exactly friends."
It took Quinn a few moments to regain her composure.
"Are you sure you wouldn't mind me living here? You're right, money is a bit of an issue at the moment and I never thought I'd be saying this but… I'd actually rather stay here than go to a motel. At least here I won't be so lonely. But if you don't want me to stay then I don't mind, I can hardly blame you and what would your dads think?" She took a deep breath and glanced at Rachel, who took this as her cue to speak.
"Quinn, do you really think I would have offered you to stay here if I didn't want you to? I'd love for you to stay here, my daddy's often work late nights and all weekend sometimes and it'd be nice to have someone to hang out with. Anyway, you're pregnant and you really need somewhere warm where you're going to be looked after, and I think we can give you that. I'm pretty sure my dads will be happy with the arrangement; and besides, they'll love having another girl around the house!"
Quinn smiled, a genuine warm smile that Rachel had never seen before, and made her way over to where her friend was stood near the fridge.
"Thank you for everything," she said, Rachel brought her into a hug.
"Sorry, but I can't ignore this hunger anymore. I think I'm going to die if I don't eat soon!" Quinn joked as she pulled away from her new friend and headed for the cupboards. A moment later she reappeared, holding a pot of glace cherries, some Worcester Sauce flavoured crisps and a tub of strawberry ice cream.
"That has to be one of the strangest combinations of food I have ever seen Quinn!" exclaimed Rachel.
"Hey, don't blame me!" Quinn replied, patting her bump. Both girls laughed as they bustled around the kitchen.
