Here's the next chappie! I'm sorry it took so long (I keep forgetting to write!)
Anyway, here it is. Personally, i don't really like this one (I think it's kinda boring) -Maybe it stupid to put this on top of the page, before you read it, and not at the bottom, after you read it, but what the hell. (:

I do really hope you like it, and i hope you review, cause that's why i love this site so much: giving and getting reviews makes me happy, :D


Hiram POV

When I woke up that morning, I went downstairs to make some pancakes. But when I passed Rachel's bedroom door, I noticed something. The door was closed: something she only did when there was a boy with her or when she had a big test coming up.

I wanted to open the door and check if she was okay, but I found it was locked so I just knocked.

It took about 3 minutes till she opened the door, a big smile plastered on her face and blushing cheeks. "Rachel, is everything okay?" I asked her on a typical dad-tone.

"Yeah, dad, everything's fine!" She replied quickly.

I pushed her away gently and stepped into her room: I could see something was wrong by the way she reacted and wanted to make sure if that oaf Finn Hudson wasn't there, in her room. Seemed like something he would do.

Now, don't get me wrong: Finn is a polite guy, but when it comes to dating my daughter, I prefer him staying as far as possible. I don't know why, but there's something wrong with him. The way he talks, or the way he looks at her: it's a bit hypocritical, to be honest.

But it wasn't Finn Hudson sitting on her bed: it was Jesse St. James.

Jesse St. James, the guy who had hurt my daughter like no one ever had. But again, to be honest, I think it was because Rachel truly loved him, not because it was a dirty trick. Let's face it, Finn had thrown eggs at her too right?

My breath shocked when I saw it was him, sitting on her bed. (luckily) he wore clothes: he had his pants and his shirt on and his tie hung loosely around his neck. I immediately noticed he had a black eye and several little wounds (assumed he got in a fight) but I didn't say anything.

"Hi, Jesse! Long time no see!"

"Hi Mr. Berry." Jesse replied to me. I could see he was surprised by my reaction, even I was surprised; but Jesse was an awesome kid, and if someone asked me: "What guy do you want Rachel to marry with in the future?", my response would definitely be: "Jesse."

I don't know why exactly, but I think it was because I never saw Rachel as happy as she was with Jesse with anyone else. They are, in my father-eyes, perfect for each other.

"Do you want some pancakes too? I can make some extra…" I asked.

"Uhm, sure, thanks Mr. Berry…" He answered and I nodded.

As I left the room, I put my hand on Rachel's shoulder and whispered in her ear: "You'd better pick him instead of Finn, princess."

Rachel POV

"Did that just happen?" I asked Jesse, who replied with: "I have no idea."

I closed the door and walked to the bed, crawled on it and gave Jesse a sweet peck in his lips. He probably expected more than just a peck, and pulled me in for some French kissing. I smiled into the kiss as he pushed me down on the bad, causing him to lay on top of me. "I love you." He said afterwards.

"I love you too" I chuckled.

Suddenly the door flew open and my other dad came in my bedroom, something Jesse probably hadn't expected, since he trembled of the bed –the side were Leroy couldn't see him anymore.

He got on his knees with an "Auww…" and his hand on his head.

"Jesse?" Leroy exclaimed.

"Yes Mr. Berry?"

"What are you doing here?"

"Long story dad" I replied quickly instead of Jesse.

"Does Hiram know he's here?" My daddy asked me as if Jesse couldn't hear him.

"Yes, daddy, he does."

"Oh." He groaned, "Well, okay then, see you guys later." With that, he shut the door.

"Wow." Jesse exclaimed.

When I entered the kitchen I found Hiram baking pancakes, a part of his morning routine.

"How does it come I found Jesse and Rachel on top of each other on her bed?" I asked my husband.

"They were...?"

"No, they were talking."

"Oh, okay. Wait, is that sarcasm?"

"No , it's not. But did he stay the night?"

"Sure looks like it. But hey, she's old enough to know what she's doing right?"

"I guess. But that Jesse kid sure has an influence on her, we have to make sure she does.. you know because she wants to, not because he wants to."

"Yes. Plus we should make sure what they do is safe."

"Of course."

Jesse POV

I felt my heart pounding in my throat as Leroy closed the door. I thought he would start yelling at me and punching me or something, after all, Leroy was the most strict one of Rachel's dads. But he didn't.

I looked at the door for about three minutes until I finally realized: they didn't kick me out. My eyes were pierced into the wood as Rachel positioned herself behind me and wrapped her arms around my neck, he warm breath tickling my ear as she whispered:

"They've always liked you, for some reason."

"Well… Guess that's a good thing, right?" I teased, turning around in her arms and kissing her lips.

We got dressed and went downstairs, the smell of pancakes invading our nostrils; Hiram's pancakes were famous, I still remember how we all used to sit at that white table in the middle of her kitchen in the mornings when I slept there or I came to pick her up when I went to McKinley (I was always early).

Everything went smooth less, until in the middle of breakfast Leroy started: "So kids, you know how people make babies right?"

I glared over to Rachel, who put her pancake down as if she suddenly wasn't hungry anymore, and I had to admit, neither was I: we both knew what was coming.

Not that I did never had that conversation before with girls' parents I slept with, I had many of those conversations: they could even call me a professional. But something was different this time: Rachel. It was with Rachel's parents, about Rachel and me, about Rachel and me having sex.

"We do dad." Rachel replied coldly. It was obvious she was ashamed of her dads bringing that subject up, while breakfast even.

"Of course they know Leroy", Hiram said. "So you know that if you don't want to have a.. baby, you have to take the pill or use a condom right?"

"We do." Rachel and I replied at the same time.

"So did you?"

"Yes Mr. Berry." I said.

"Dad, you know I'm on the pill." Rachel intervened.

"You are?" I asked her surprised.

"Yeah, my periods hurt too much, so I have to take this natural pill: the hurt and blood is less, plus I'm protected."

"Right, forgot about that…" Leroy said.

"But Jesse, can we talk to you? Like under 6 eyes?" Hiram asked me.


Next chapter is chapter 10! I'm gonna try to make it an extra long one, not sure if i can do that without letting u guys wait too long (;
Love, Hach.