Well, I can honestly say that I never thought that this fic will get that much reviews in just 3 chapters. You guys are awesome. :D

I'm sorry I wasn't able to update in a week. I got sick : (

I am so glad you like Gwynn. I was a little worried about her at first.

iceonthewing: I'll definitely think about it. I used to be an active member (and by member, I only mean as a reviewer. lol) in both communities, achele_loving and rachel_quinn. So I'll try to figure out how to post it there first I'm glad you like it by the way.

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Glee belongs to Ryan Murphy.

So here's chapter 4. Enjoy :)

The weekend went by pretty quickly, and before Quinn knew it, it was Monday again. It'll be a hell of a week for her.

Quinn brought Gwynn to school since no one else she knew would take her since they had classes as well. She walked straight to Ms. Pillsbury's office, then she knocked on the door. Gwynn stared at the nameplate on the door with uncertainty then she stared up at Quinn.

"Mom, you're not serious are you? What if she makes me re-arrange all her pencils according to size, length, color, number, or what if she asks me to help her clean her desk? I don't have that much patience.."

"If you can handle that movie marathon of musicals you forced me into yesterday, then this'll be like a walk in the park. Seriously, I don't even understand why you like them so much. Your dad wasn't gay before we got married, was he?"

The door opened before Gwynn could make a reply. Emma smiled at both of them.

"Quinn! This is an unexpected surprise. Did you, um, want a little counseling? And who is this adorable girl with you? is she your little sister?"

"No, this is Gwynn. She's my cousin" Gwynn gave the guidance counselor a polite grin. "Actually Ms. Pillsbury, I wanted to ask you favor" Emma nodded.

"I see, is this about boy troubles? Or perhaps Finn Hudson, to be more specific? I hear that you are always showing your disagreement with Finn and Rachel's relationship. Is this why you look like you haven't been getting enough sleep?"

That was true though. Quinn had bags under her eyes from thinking too much at night, but what the rest of the red-head said did not escape her attention though.

"What? No! of course not! She can have him. Hell, I wouldn't even care if he's with Karofsky or something. I just needed to ask you-" Quinn paused. She glanced down at Gwynn then she turned to Emma again.

"Actually, I have a question first. Gwynn is it okay if you stay out here for a while?" Gwynn gave her a questioning look, then she shrugged and nodded her head.

"Well, please have a seat then, Quinn" Emma closed the door gently while Quinn took a seat in front of the older woman's desk.

"Now what is it that you wanted to ask me?" Emma asked as she took her seat as well. Quinn took a deep breath.

"Ms. Pillsbury, what would you do if say, a person you don't know, comes up to you and she says she's a time traveler? What would you say to her? And if she comes up with all these facts to convince you she's a time-traveler, would you believe her? Is it even possible? Were there some instances that.." Quinn kept on rambling as Emma rummaged through her drawer.

"And if she says-" Quinn paused and stared at the pamphlet Emma was handing her. Quinn reluctantly took it and read the title

SO YOU THINK YOU'RE A TIME-TRAVELER

"It's quite popular, you know" Emma smiled. "And don't worry, you'll get over it soon"

Quinn saw some words on the back of the pamphlet such as 'medical help' 'state of mind' 'lost sanity', Quinn fought the urge to strangle the woman and forced a smile.

"Thank you, Ms. Pillsbury. Well I actually do have a favor to ask. Would it be okay if Gwynn stayed here with you for the day? It's just, my parents are out of town and she's here to visit, and I don't know anyone else I could ask to look after her. I swear she won't give you any trouble"

"Oh it's perfectly fine, Quinn" Emma smiled. "I could always use some company" Quinn nodded and thanked her.

"I'll be sending Gwynn in then" Emma nodded.

Quinn returned with Gwynn and whispered something in her ear that made the younger blonde pout. Quinn left afterwards to go to her first class. Emma smiled at the 8-year old.

"So, would you like to help me arrange my desk?"

Quinn's first class was Literature, which she had with Rachel. The brunette sat in front of her and Quinn never failed to roll her eyes everytime Rachel's hand shot up to answer a question. Quinn noticed something Rachel was doing while she was taking down notes though.

"Why do you always do that?" Quinn asked her daughter curiously.

Quinn noticed during the past few days that Gwynn had a habit of tapping her pencil on the surface she was writing on with the pencil between her thumb and index finger everytime she stopped writing to think.

"Oh, sorry. It's a bad habit of mine. I got it from my other parent, I guess"

"Quinn"

Quinn was pulled out of her thoughts when the teacher called her.

"Yes?" Quinn asked as she stood from her seat.

"What is your favorite scene in Romeo & Juliet and why?" Quinn rolled her eyes.

"Actually, I never really liked Romeo & Juliet. I think it's just stupid for someone to kill themselves just because their lover died." The teacher was a little surprised at Quinn's answer. She was about to call someone else when Rachel stood from her seat.

"I disagree" Quinn scowled at Rachel.

"What, Berry?"

"I think it's romantic actually. Tragic, but romantic. When Romeo saw Juliet lying there in that tomb, he felt like he has lost the will to live and so decided to join the love of his life in the afterlife rather than to live a miserable one"

"What the hell is so romantic about suicide? If Juliet was really dead at that time. Wouldn't she have wanted Romeo to continue to live and hopefully find another girl to make him happy? What's more stupid is that Juliet followed his example"

"No, I think Juliet would have liked it if Romeo went as far as giving up his own life to be with her and vice-versa"

"That's a little selfish, don't you think? Figures. This is, coming from you"

"Just because you have the emotional range of a teaspoon-"

"Alright, that's enough!" said the teacher who was flushed from shouting. "As entertaining as this is, I still have a lot to discuss, so please ladies, take your seats"

The girls gave each other one final glare before they sat down again. Quinn looked at the clock. 20 more minutes before this class was over. She groaned. She spent the rest of the class boring holes into the back of Rachel's head or making doodles. Still of Rachel.

During lunch, Quinn stopped by Ms. Pillsbury's office first to get Gwynn who was a little too excited to see her mother, and ran out of the door as fast as she could after giving the guidance counselor a quick wave and goodbye.

"So how's your day so far?" Quinn snickered.

"If I see her wipe her desk one more time, I'll go insane" Quinn laughed as she led Gwynn into the cafeteria.

Quinn led her to her usual table with Santana and Brittany. Santana raised an eyebrow at them as they approached.

"You're still stuck with mini-Q, over here?" Santana asked as the two blondes took their seats.

"Yeah. She'll be staying with me for a while. Her parents are on a vacation so she's staying at our house"

Gwynn stared at Brittany and pointed her finger at her mouth.

"Aunt Brittany, you have a little gravy on the corner of your mouth"

"Oh, where?" The oblivious blonde took a napkin and wiped at her mouth. Santana however, gave her a bewildered look.

"Whoa, whoa. Did she just call her aunt Brittany?" Quinn froze.

"Huh, what? Oh! That's uhm- because.."

"Because I have an aunt named Brittany! I'm sorry, I must have been confused" Gwynn quickly covered and smiled. Santana looked at her suspiciously before going to back to her meal.

"I'm thirsty" said Gwynn to Quinn. Quinn nodded.

"I'll get you a slushy"

Quinn stood from her seat and started to make her way to the slush machine. She got her grape and went back. On her way back though, she bumped into someone which made her spill the slushy all over the person she just bumped into. She heard a squeal and looked up in shock.

"I am so sorry! I- Berry?" Rachel was staring down at her pink animal sweater which was now see-through, and had purple stains all over it, with a horrified expression. Quinn smirked. "Oh it's just you. Well, nevermind then" Finn glared at Quinn.

"I don't even think that was an accident, Quinn" said Finn as he tried to comfort his girlfriend.

"Please, I wouldn't waste time and effort on her" Rachel finally looked up at Quinn.

"Really? Because I seem to remember a certain someone who draws pornographic images of me in the girl's bathroom. Which are very detailed, by the way, although they are in a lot of ways, inaccurate. I would hardly call that effortless" Quinn blushed at this and scowled at her.

"Don't flatter yourself, Berry. You're already pathetic enough as it is. If I really wanted to make your life miserable, you'll be bringing a whole suitcase for your extra clothes"

A lot of people were starting to stare at the pair. Gwynn, Santana and Brittany noticed this and stood up from their seats to approach them.

"Using the jocks and the cheerios because they're intimidated by your HBIC status is abuse of power, don't you think? Oh, why does it even matter? You already have them doing your every bidding anyway. I guess being the ice queen does have it's perks, which clearly, you wouldn't want to waste"

For some reason, this made Quinn really mad, and her anger got the best of her.

"You don't know anything about me, Berry" Quinn glared at her dangerously. "At least I'm not a sad little freak who has no real friends, only a boyfriend who only settled for her"

Everyone around them stared at her in shock. Finn looked dumbfounded. Rachel's eyes began to water. She turned around and ran out of the room. Puck, who watched the whole thing glared at Finn and slapped him on the back of his head. Finn snapped out of his shocked state and quickly ran after her.

Quinn was also a little shocked. She just lost her cool, and she can't even explain why. Gwynn chose this time to approach Quinn. She stood in front of her with her arms crossed while she glared up at her.

"Why did you do that?" Gwynn asked in a disapproving tone. Quinn flinched. She couldn't even look at her in the eyes and she started to mumble.

"Well she-"

"You knew that you were clearly at fault"

"But I-"

"Actually, she didn't even do anything wrong. She was merely stating the truth"

"Whose daughter are you anyways? Mine or hers?" Gwynn paused a little. There was a glint in her eyes that Quinn couldn't understand. Gwynn glared at her once more.

"It doesn't matter! Apologize! NOW." Gwynn stomped her foot. Quinn stared at Gwynn with wide eyes. She got a little frightened of her own daughter, and caved in.

"Alright! Alright! I'll apologize!" Gwynn's expression changed quickly, then she smiled.

"Good"

"Tomorrow" Gwynn growled at her.

"No, today. NOW" Quinn bit her lip.

"Later"

Gwynn threw her hands up and sighed in exasperation then she stormed out of the lunch room.

Quinn couldn't believe her luck. Her next two subjects were shared with one Rachel Berry, and she could barely breathe through all the tension in the air. Rachel wasn't even glaring at her or anything. Her face remained neutral and she refused to open her mouth to share her thoughts like she normally would, which was the most unnerving thing for Quinn. She tried to grab her attention when the second period was over, but Rachel walked out of the room quickly so she just gave up.

After classes were over, she went to Ms. Pillsbury's office to pick up Gwynn.

"Hey" Quinn knocked on the guidance counselor's door. "I was wondering if I could pick up Gwynn now? I hope she wasn't any trouble for you"

"Not at all!" Emma smiled. "She was such an angel, actually" Quinn grinned at this.

"Well, thank you so much. But uhm-" Quinn looked around the small room. "Where is Gwynn?"

"Oh, she said something about going to the choir room" Quinn nodded.

"Thank you again"

"Don't worry about it. If you ever need someone to watch her for the day, she's always welcome here"

"Thank you, I'll keep that in mind"

Quinn went out of the guidance office and headed to the choir room. Outside of the choir room, she heard a soft playing of the piano and two feminine laughs. She peeked inside and saw Rachel and Gwynn sitting in front of the piano, playing something. They were clearly having fun as they both had wide grins on their faces. Quinn couldn't help but smile as well. There was just something about watching the two of them interacting with each other that calmed her and gave her a warm feeling.

After a while, Quinn decided to just gather up her courage and entered the choir room quietly. Rachel and Gwynn noticed the intrusion immediately and stopped their playing. Quinn cleared her throat.

"I was, looking for Gwynn" Rachel nodded and looked away again. Gwynn looked at Rachel before she stared up at Quinn.

"I have to go to the bathroom. Wait for me here" Quinn couldn't even reply for Gwynn was already out of the door before she can do anything. Quinn slowly turned to Rachel who went back to playing the piano. Quinn recognized what she was playing. It was "Blue Moon"

Quinn bit her lip. She then took in a deep breath then she moved closer. She paused slightly when Rachel noticed her presence behind her and stopped playing. When Rachel continued, she moved again. She sat down next to Rachel then she watched the diva's fingers' movements. She tried to follow what the other girl was doing, and failed miserably. There was a hint of a smile on Rachel's face, Quinn noticed. Rachel played a few keys again and waited for Quinn to follow. Quinn tried again, but she missed the last note.

"Here, let me" Rachel guided Quinn's hand gently through the keys and pressed her fingers on top of Quinn's to hit them. Quinn nodded in understanding.

"Try again" said Rachel. Quinn tried again then she finally did it right. She grinned.

"Hey, I got it!" Rachel giggled.

"Yes, you did"

There was an awkward pause. They continued to stare at each other until Quinn broke the silence.

"I'm sorry, for..what I said earlier" Rachel looked down.

"It's fine, Quinn" Quinn looked at Rachel again with uncertainty.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes"

Quinn nodded reluctantly. That was when she finally noticed that their hands were still on top of each other's. Rachel seemed to notice as well and she retracted her hand immediately. The two girls were blushing and they refused to make eye contact. Quinn cleared her throat.

"So, do you want to teach me the rest?" Rachel smiled and nodded. She started playing again, while Quinn followed.

Outside of the choir room, Gwynn was peeking through the window of the choir room door with a smile on her face.

Done with chapter four.

Next chapter will be a lot longer, I swear.

And yeah, I stole that line from Harry Potter.

I'll try (TRY) to update again in a couple of days or so, so please be patient with me : )

Hope you liked it and let me know what you think : )

And here's to hoping that I'll get to watch Darren Criss tomorrow *crosses fingers*