First things first, Happy New Year, everyone! :D (Here's to hoping we get a lot of Faberry after the break's over *crosses fingers*)
Well, like I said. I'm TRYING to update faster.
I noticed I've been getting a few questions about how Gwynn came to be, like is she someone else's daughter, Finn or Puck's, but all I can say for now is, just be patient because it will all be explained in the next chapters.
Life-Live-Love-Learn: A fellow Faberry shipper AND HHr shipper? WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN ALL MY LIFE?
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Chapter 7, guys. Hope you enjoy it :D
"Puck?"
Quinn was staring up at the ceiling of her bedroom, deep in thought. Ever since she got home from school, she could only think of one thing.
"Puck?" She whispered again questioningly to herself.
She couldn't even ask Gwynn about it because she still couldn't believe it herself. But it also made sense in a way. As oblivious as Quinn is to things in the romance department, she certainly noticed all the longing looks the boy gave her. Sure, he was handsome, but certainly not Quinn's type. So she wondered how in hell that happened.
Quinn took one of her pillows and buried her face into it. She decided to just figure everything out the next day.
"Quinn, you're creeping me out"
"Shush!"
Quinn was sitting in the bleachers with Santana. They just finished their cheerios practice and was currently watching the football team on the field. The whole time, Quinn had been watching Puck's every move.
"Last month you put him on top of your 'Guys that should just drop dead" list, and now you're stalking him?"
"No! I just need to know something"
"Like what? How many times he blinks in a minute? You're watching him like he's one of those creepy animals on the Discovery Channel" Santana stood up and grabbed one of Quinn's arms "Come on, Q. I'm hungry, sweaty and smelly. and Britt's waiting!"
"Just a second!"
"Come…on!" Santana grunted as she tried to pull Quinn from the benches.
"Alright fine! One question. What's the name of Puck's parents?"
"Are you fucking serious? Do you already have a page in your diary where you put everything you know about him? Who the hell are you and what have you done to Quinn Fabray?"
"Just answer it, damn it!"
"Leah and Leroy Puckerman, now get your ass off the damn benches!"
Quinn gulped. Looks like she was right after all. She really had to do something now.
After showering in the locker rooms, Quinn and Santana headed straight into the lunch room to meet up with Brittany and Gwynn. Brittany had a pout on her face when they arrived, while Gwynn just glared at them.
"May I ask why you were late?" Gwynn asked in a clearly grumpy tone.
Santana gave Brittany a small kiss on the cheek but Brittany's pout remained. Santana glared at Quinn.
"Ms. Fangirl here refused to let her precious Puck out of her sight as soon as practice was over"
"Puck?" Gwynn turned to Quinn with wide eyes. Quinn nodded and smiled. She leaned in closer to Gwynn so Santana and Brittany won't hear.
"I've figured it out. Don't worry, I'm gonna make this work" Gwynn was beyond confused.
"Mom, what-"
"In fact, I'm gonna start now" Quinn stood up from her seat and shouted "Puck!"
Gwynn looked horrified. Santana and Brittany were gaping at each other while Quinn started to make her way to Puck.
"Mom, what are you doing?" Gwynn panicked as she tried to hold onto Quinn's arm to stop her from walking.
"Relax. It'll all work out, I promise"
"Mom, could you please just stop for a second?" Gwynn was now holding onto Quinn's waist with both arms, while Quinn continued to walk, dragging Gwynn along with her.
"Puck!"
Gwynn froze. She glanced at the tall boy's face before quickly making her way back to their table.
"You talking to me?" Puck asked with a smirk and a smug look on his face "Well, this is a miracle. Anything I can help you with?" Puck wiggled his eyebrows at her suggestively and Quinn flinched and grimaced.
"Yeah, I was wondering…"
Santana grabbed a still scared Gwynn by the neck and whispered to her.
"What the hell is your cousin doing? Is she out of her mind!"
"I assure you, I have no idea who or what compelled her to do such a thing but I am as confused as you are!"
"Look, ever since you showed up, Quinn's been acting really weird. I think it's time we had a little chat" Gwynn looked at her nervously.
"It c-could be just a coincidence, and-"
"Sure it is" Santana glanced up at Quinn who appeared as though she was flirting with Puck, but she looked kind of hesitant with her actions. Puck didn't seem to mind though. "Okay, this is just too painful to watch. I'll deal with you, right after I deal with your cousin. If that's what she even really is"
Gwynn gulped as Santana marched her way to Quinn and Puck. She watched as Santana grabbed Quinn roughly and dragged her back to their table.
"Q, I want some answers now. What the hell is wrong with you?"
"What? Puck's kinda cute when you look past his bad grades, bad reputation, bad school record, bad haircut," Gwynn had banged her head on the table after the word 'cute'.
"Quinn, I'm your friend, and I'm telling you, hanging out with Puck is the easiest way to get pregnant!" Quinn snorted.
"Gonna happen sooner or later though.." She muttered under her breath. Gwynn heard this and she grimaced. She banged her head again on the table.
"What?" Santana shouted.
"Nothing" Quinn replied.
The bell rang, so whatever Santana was about to say was cut off. She growled.
"We need to talk later" said Santana as she gathered her books and walked to her class with Brittany.
"Mom.." said Gwynn slowly.
"Look, I know you didn't want me to know, but it's okay. I'll make it work. You can go to Ms. Pillsbury's office on your own, right? Okay. Bye." Quinn patted her head and ran off.
"It's not that!" Gwynn shouted after her.
"Now, if you would please look under your microscopes, the-"
Quinn played with the pages of her Biology book as she stared at Rachel concentrating on focusing her microscope. She was paired up with Jacob Ben Israel, and Quinn smirked at how far they were from each other, even though they were sharing a table. Quinn's desk which she shared with another girl she barely knew was right next to theirs, so it was easy for Quinn to sneak in glances at the brunette. She noticed a white envelope sticking out of her book, so she opened it to the page where it was in. It was the gift certificate to Breadsticks that they won in Glee. She quickly took out her notebook and wrote something, then she asked Jacob Ben Israel to hand it over to Rachel.
"What's this I see, Quinn Fabray passing notes to Rachel Berry?" Jacob asked in his annoyingly squeaky voice.
"Just pass it, JewFro" Quinn glared at him. Jacob frowned and handed it to Rachel, but not before giving her a lecherous grin. Rachel shuddered then she quickly grabbed the note from him.
Rachel smiled when she read the note.
So, when are we going to Breadsticks? – QF
Rachel quickly wrote a reply then she asked Jacob to pass it to Quinn again.
Quinn took the piece of paper, then she read it. Quinn blushed and glared at Rachel's direction, but Rachel was already looking at their specimen under the microscope.
Is Quinn Fabray asking me out on a date? :) -RB
Quinn glanced at Rachel again. Rachel was biting her lip, trying to hide her smile while Jacob looked confused as he stared back and forth at the two. Quinn wrote her reply and gave it to Jacob. Rachel giggled when she read Quinn's response.
Like hell, Berry. Besides, if I was asking you out on a date, It would be a cliché to take you to Breadsticks when we're in Lima. I'm a waaay better date than that ;)I'm just concerned because it says here we have to use it tonight or tomorrow – QF
Rachel wrote down on the paper again and handed it to Jacob who just sighed and quickly handed it to Quinn.
Hmm, I don't know. After my ballet practice, I have this thing with my dads tomorrow, and I have a date tonight with Finn..-RB
Rachel handed it back to Jacob again. Before it reached Quinn's hands though, Jacob was able to read the first part of the note. Quinn and Rachel didn't notice him grinning to himself. Quinn frowned when she read Rachel's reply. She quickly wrote a reply again and handed It back to Jacob who was still smiling. Quinn rolled her eyes at him. Rachel read the note again.
So, do you want me to just give this to someone else? -QF
Rachel scribbled down her reply quickly because the teacher was already looking at them suspiciously. She crumpled the paper and tossed it to Quinn's direction, and it hit Quinn's head. Quinn glared at Rachel before she read it.
Nope, Finn can wait. Pick me up at 8 ;) -RB
Quinn grinned.
"So..uhm..tell me something about yourself" said Quinn lamely as she held onto Puck's arm.
Quinn asked Puck to walk her to her next class. She had been trying all day to get closer to him, which wasn't exactly hard seeing as Puck was completely enamoured by her.
"Like what?" Puck asked.
"You know, like, what do you do outside of school?" Quinn really didn't need to ask this question, because she's already heard enough stories and know way too much than she would have liked.
"Well, during the weekends I have my pool-cleaning business" Quinn cringed. She already knew what happens when he gets a customer. "Then on weekdays after school, I hang out with the football team and run around town. Sometimes we break into a few stores or just break into someone's house" Puck finished proudly.
"Really" said Quinn uninterestedly. She just got a text from Rachel. She was asking about their dat- not a date. Quinn reminded herself.
"Hey, why don't we just ditch this place, and go somewhere? I know something we can do that's way more fun, and trust me you won't be disappointed" Puck had a perverted grin on his face, so Quinn backed away.
"Maybe next time, Puck" Quinn smiled nervously. "Anyways, thanks for walking me to class, bye" Quinn quickly ran to the door, leaving a confused Puck in the middle of the hallway.
Before Quinn could open the door, she heard someone call her from the lockers.
"Mom, hurry up!" Quinn quickly ran to panicking Gwynn.
"What's wrong?" Quinn asked. Gwynn took a deep breath.
"I need to say this quickly because aunt Santana has been hounding me every chance she could get, so I've been hiding ever since" Quinn blinked at her a couple of times. "Listen, I want you to stay away from Puck as much as possible, there should always be a good distance of 10-feet between the two of you, because- OH MY GOODNESS SHE'S BACK!" Gwynn tried to run away as fast as her small legs could carry her, but the Latina was much faster than her.
"There you are!" Santana had grabbed Gwynn by the waist, and Gwynn tried to wiggle out of Santana's tan and strong arms.
"Santana, just what do you think you're doing!" Quinn demanded.
"Relax, Q" Santana smiled. "I just want to hang out with mini-Q over here. We've been having so much fun, right Gwynn?" Gwynn grunted. She glared at the latina before stomping on her foot, and making a mad dash for Ms. Pillsbury's office.
"OWW!" Santana exclaimed. "Get back in here, you little twerp!" Santana ran after Gwynn, and Quinn heard Gwynn's screams echoing through the hallways.
Quinn groaned and ran her hands through her hair before going back to the classroom.
Quinn checked her watch. 7:55. Right on time. She got out of her car and walked to the door of the Berry's house. She looked down at herself. She was wearing tight black jeans and a green long-sleeved v-neck. Casual enough, she told herself. She took a deep breath then she rang the doorbell.
Jacob and Leroy opened the door a minute later. Jacob was smiling at her while Leroy was looking at her sternly. Quinn cleared her throat.
"Good evening, Mr. and Mr. Berry"
"Good evening, Quinn" Jacob smiled. Leroy nodded his head. "Rachel's upstairs. She'll be down in a minute" Leroy lowered his head and stared at her. Quinn gulped.
"Now listen closely, Quinn. As much as I like you and trust you, actually we trust you more than that loon Rachel's dating, bare in mind that we will not treat you differently than any other male who's going to take our only daughter out on a date"
"Dad, it's not date!" Quinn heard Rachel's voice from the stairs. Quinn looked up at her. Rachel was standing on the topmost step with her hands on her waist. She was wearing a black low-cut long-sleeved shirt and a pair of tight denim jeans. Quinn's eyes widened as she went down the stairs. Jacob smirked at Quinn's reaction.
"Wow, you look great, Berry. No argyle? I thought you always wore argyle no matter what?" Quinn paused. "You're not wearing argyle underwear, are you?" Rachel punched her arm. "Oww, I was kidding!"
"You were thinking about it though" Quinn blushed and Jacob laughed.
"W-well we'll be going now, Mr and Mr Berry" said Quinn.
"Okay, have fun you two" Quinn walked to her car with Rachel.
"Bring her back by 11, and not a minute later!"
Rachel rolled her eyes as she went inside Quinn's car.
Rachel laughed, and Quinn joined in as well.
"Are you serious? I thought Santana was joking!" said Rachel as she tried to catch her breath.
"I'm not kidding. I can't believe you didn't know about it!" said Quinn.
Quinn and Rachel were already in Breadsticks, and were halfway through with their meal. They've spent most of the evening just exchanging stories or telling each other things about themselves.
"No, I don't! So that's why he was always uneasy whenever we made out"
"I think it's one of the reasons I broke up with him, besides his stupidity, no offense" Rachel just shook her head. "But you said you've already gone to second base with him"
"Wait, I remember now! There was one night when he was fondling my breast.." Quinn cringed. "then out of nowhere he suddenly ran out of the room chanting-"
"Mailman" Quinn finished for her. Rachel laughed again.
"Poor Finn" said Rachel. "Clueless that we've been laughing and talking about him for a while now" Quinn laughed again. Then she looked at Rachel seriously.
"So how are things with Finn?"
"It's..going really well" said Rachel uneasily. Quinn smirked at her.
"Really? Cause I'm not convinced by the tone of your voice"
"No, really!" said Rachel quickly. "In fact, I'm already thinking about losing my virginity to him" Quinn gaped at her.
"What?"
"Yes, the other night we were discussing about how we should lose our virginities to each other"
"Wait, lose your virginities to each other?" Quinn furrowed her brows.
"Yes. Why?" Rachel asked confusedly.
"Berry, didn't you know that-"
"Yes, table for two please"
Quinn froze. She knew that voice. She risked a glance behind her, and that confirmed her fears.
Russel Fabray and Judy Fabray were talking to a waiter three tables from theirs, and Quinn groaned and buried her face in her hands.
"What's wrong, Quinn?" Rachel asked worriedly. Quinn frowned.
"Berry, I'm really sorry, but we have to go" Rachel stared at her in confusion.
"Go? What, now? Why, what happened?" Quinn glanced behind her again. Russel had his back turned and was sitting across Judy. Judy was smiling and listening to her husband when she suddenly noticed Quinn staring at her. Judy's eyes widened and Quinn gasped. Quinn quickly turned around.
"We really have to go, I'm so sorry"
"Well, okay then" said Rachel hesitantly.
Quinn and Rachel stood up and left their payment on the table. She grabbed Rachel's hand and ducked behind the divider in the middle of the restaurant and quickly ran out of the door with Rachel.
"I'm really sorry about this" said Quinn once they were outside in the parking lot.
"It's fine, Quinn. But if you don't mind me asking though, why did we have to leave?" Quinn sighed.
"My parents were in there. I didn't want them to see me with-" She paused. Quinn flinched and stared at Rachel.
"Ohh" said Rachel in a hurt tone. "I understand"
"I'm sorry" Quinn apologized again.
"Don't, it's fine. I understand. I'm sure it's still difficult for you" Quinn nodded. She looked at Rachel guiltily.
"Should I take you home, or do you still want to go somewhere"
"Well, if it's alright with you, I really don't want to go home yet"
"Oh okay" Quinn smiled. "Do you mind if I take you to the park then?" Rachel smiled and shook her head.
Quinn and Rachel got inside Quinn's car, and Quinn drove them to the park. Quinn frowned when she received a new text from her mom.
I didn't tell your father, Quinn. But I want an explanation when we get home.
Quinn sighed and pocketed her phone. Quinn led Rachel to a spot in the playground, away from the slides, junglegyms, see-saws and swings. When they got there, Rachel saw a swing for two in the middle of the small bushes.
"Remember this?" Quinn asked. Rachel looked at her confusedly. Quinn smiled at her. "This is where we first met" Rachel's mouth fell open slightly.
"You remembered?" Rachel asked. Quinn nodded and she sat on one of the swings.
"I come here a lot when I'm sad. I was sad that day too" Rachel sat on the other swing as well, and she started swinging back and forth.
"I regret that day you know"
"Regret what?" Rachel asked.
"That day I stopped talking to you. I liked hanging out with you then" Rachel looked down.
"It's okay" Quinn frowned at her.
"Will you please stop saying that?" Rachel looked at her in confusion
"Saying what?"
"That it's okay. It's fine. I've been horrible to you all these years. You should be mad at me"
"Do you want me to be mad at you?" Rachel asked. Quinn paused. Then she slowly shook her head.
"Then forget about it" Quinn sighed and she started swinging a little harder. Rachel smirked at her.
"I bet I can still swing higher than you" said Rachel. Quinn grinned at her.
"You're on, Berry" The pair started to kick off the ground harder and swung back and forth. When they were already reaching the top of the swing, Rachel looked at Quinn.
"Okay" said Rachel loudly. "Just like before. On the count of three, we jump off and see who can jump farther"
"Okay" said Quinn
"1" said Rachel as she swung in time with Quinn. Quinn grinned at her.
"2"
"3!"
The pair screamed as they let go of the swings. They laughed when they fell on the grass on their backs. Quinn and Rachel stopped laughing. They stared at each other.
"Can we start over?" Quinn asked her softly. Rachel smiled at her.
"Sure"
Quinn smiled as well. Her breath suddenly hitched. They were slowly leaning in closer and closer. Just a few more-
*beep* *beep*
Quinn blushed and her eyes widened. She quickly sat up. She heard Rachel sigh as she sat up as well. Quinn took out her phone and read the text. She frowned. It was from Brittany. Quinn stood up from the grass and Rachel followed.
"Rachel, I gotta go. Something's wrong with Gwynn" Rachel gasped.
"Why, what's wrong? Is she okay? Is she hurt? Where is she?" Rachel rambled.
"I don't know yet, but I'm going to take you home and go over to B's house, so let's go"
"No, no! Go now. I can take a cab from here. You need to make sure Gwynn's safe"
"Are you sure?" Quinn asked hesitantly.
"Yes, now go"
"Okay" said Quinn. She was about to leave when Rachel suddenly grabbed Quinn's arm and kissed her on the cheek. Rachel smiled at her. Quinn looked at her in shock.
"Thank you for tonight, Quinn. I had fun. Now please, go check on Gwynn"
Quinn smiled and nodded her head. She waved at Rachel before running to her car. Rachel smiled and left the park as well.
Behind the bushes, Jacob Ben Israel was looking at his camera, grinning as he looked at all the photos he just took.
Quinn drove to Brittany's house so fast, she almost hit an old woman who started cursing at her after Quinn shouted at an apology.
When she reached the house, she quickly ran to the door and rang the doorbell. A blonde woman in her late-30's answered the door with a smile.
"Good evening, Mrs. Pierce" said Quinn panting "I was wondering if I could see Brittany?"
"Oh hello, Quinn. She's inside, dear. She's in the living room with Gwynn"
"Thank you" She rushed inside and entered the living room. Quinn gaped at what she saw.
"Hello, Q" Santana smiled evilly.
"She tricked me!" shouted Gwynn who had her hands tied with a small rope and was trapped between Santana and Brittany on the couch.
"What the hell have you done to my daughter!" Quinn shouted angrily. Then she realized what she had just said and covered her mouth.
"Aha!" Santana grinned and pointed at her. "Knew it. But don't worry though, I've already gotten it out of Gwynn an hour ago. Now sit down"
Quinn hesitantly took a seat in the empty couch.
"Listen, Santana. I can explain" Santana held up a hand at her.
"Save it, Q. I already know everything" Quinn stared at Gwynn questioningly.
"Everything" Gwynn frowned nodded her head. She glared at Santana and elbowed her stomach. Santana smacked her on the back of her head lightly and Quinn gave her a warning look. Santana shrugged.
"Turns out, B already knew from the start" Brittany grinned and nodded.
"It was so obvious"
"At first I was laughing at her face when she told me she was a time-traveller" Quinn nodded. She did too. "I actually would have believed her if she said you had her when you were eight. Sounds more likely" Quinn gaped at her.
"I wouldn't even be able to get pregnant then, you moron!"
"What? Time-travel or pregnant eight-year old?" Santana asked her. Quinn paused. Then she frowned and crossed her arms.
"Fine"
"So now that we know," said Santana "We're gonna help you. I'm kinda warming up to mini-Q" said Santana as she ruffled Gwynn's hair. Brittany grinned at them"Britt likes her too, so we're gonna help you. Starting with Puck"
"Oh good!" Quinn grinned. "So what should I do? Do I ask him out or-"
"Q, he's not the dad" said Brittany as she played with Gwynn's hair. "It's- Mmf!" Santana covered Brittany's mouth with her hand.
"So Puck's not the dad?" Quinn asked confusedly.
"No, you dumbass!" Santana shouted. "Look at this kid here and ask yourself if she reminds you of anything like Puck" Quinn stared at Gwynn who was glaring at her. She cringed and shook her head. Then she let out a sigh of relief.
"Then who is it then!" Quinn asked impatiently. Santana looked at her in disbelief.
"Is she serious?" Santana asked Gwynn. Gwynn just shrugged. "Wow, I gave you way more credit than I should have all these years"
"Will you just tell me, please?" Santana looked down at Gwynn. Gwynn shook her head.
"Nope, I'm gonna let you suffer some more" Brittany giggled.
"Wow, you're really clueless, Q" Everyone stared at Brittany. Brittany looked at them confusedly. "What?"
And…done! Sorry, I think it's kind of short.
Thank you so much to all my faithful readers and reviewers. It really means a lot to me. Especially the reviews. It really helps a lot with my writing.
Since I am already unhappy with the pace of the story, (and I'm sure a lot of you are getting impatient as well) I'm just gonna say that Quinn's in for a big surprise next chapter.
R&R!
Next chapter will be posted in a couple of days. (No, I'm serious this time)
