Our Love Was Always Forever

Chapter 9 - Meeting the Gang

Credit to my awesome beta reader you rock dude :D


"So you and Jen are an item now." Santana stated, with a big grin on her face as the pair sat at the Lima Bean the next day.

"Yes, Santana, for the last time, we're dating." Quinton answered, tired of saying the same thing over and over as he sipped on his coffee.

"You do realize this means you'll be getting some soon, right?" the Latina asked bluntly, making the blonde choke a little on his drink.

Quinn sputtered, "Santana, do you have to be so crass?" he asked, while looking around to see if anyone heard her.

The Latina shrugged, "Duh, it's how I am, Q," she stated "I'm just saying is all, trying to prepare your lame ass. I mean the last time you had sex was when?" she questioned.

"Seriously stop! Jesus, your worse than Puck sometimes."

"Someone mentioned my name?" the Mohawked man in question said as he took a seat beside his friends.

Santana grinned at him and explained, "I was just saying how that now that Q-ball and Jen are an item now, he's gonna start getting some on the regular."

"Score," Puck smirked as he and Santana high fived, "but since it's been so long you might need a refresher course on how things work dude." Puck said and Santana agreed with a nod.

"No, I don't. God, I was wrong to think you'd actually be more mature about this than Santana." the blonde said as he stood up from his seat.

"Dude, really?" Puck asked.

"I've finally found a good girl and you guys just want to make jokes… Is it too much to ask for you two to just be happy for me?" Quinn asked.

"We are happy for you, Q, we're just even more happy that you get to tap that young…

"Stop," Quinn said, cutting him off, "Unlike you, I actually have commitments for today. I'll talk to you guys later."

"You mean you're going to see Jen." Santana teased, Quinton flipped her off before picking his coffee cup and walking a little ways then stopped.

"And your information, I do know my way around in the bedroom. Very well, I must say, thank you very much." he said as the other two let out double "Ooohs" "Very mature" he mumbled before walking away from his best friends.


"It's nothing special, but it's home." Quinton stated as he and Jen got out the car and walked up the Fabray's door.

"I'm sure it's lovely, Quinton." Jen said before kissing his cheek as he pulled his house key and unlocked the door.

"Welcome to chez le Fabray" he announced dramatically as he stepped aside to allow her in.

Jen giggled at the boy's silliness as she walked in and Quinn shut the door behind. "Would you like a tour madam?" he asked in a gentlemen like voice, making the girl giggle yet again.

"A tour would be lovely." she nodded between her giggles. Quinton then grasped her hand inside his before leading her upstairs to start from there.


Jesse walked inside the kitchen while scratching his messy bed hair, ignoring Rachel as he walked to the fridge and pulled out the orange juice and drank from the carton.

Rachel sat there just staring at the man she called husband with disgust. She didn't even feel hurt that he didn't acknowledge her presence. She was used to it now. What did hurt was Jesse coming home late last night stinking of alcohol with lipstick on the collar of his shirt.

"Where were you?" she asked calmly, looking down at the morning paper.

Jesse turned from the fridge with a raised brow, "Excuse me?" he asked, as if Rachel had just spoken a foreign language.

"I said, where were you last night?" the brunette said, repeating herself.

Jesse laughed humorlessly, "I heard what you said, but I was just wondering when you became my mother?" he said pointedly at Rachel.

"I'm not your mother, but I am your wife, therefore I have a just as much right to know where you were until God knows when this morning." Rachel said rather calmly.

"Don't worry about it. I'm a big boy Rachel, you don't have to check up on me." Jesse stated in an equal tone.

"Obviously I do. You actually still smell like a brewery. You have a little, what I assume is lipstick, on your neck." Rachel said rather calmly, "So, obviously I do. How long has this been going on?" She asked.

"Fuck off."

"It seems like you've been doing that enough for the both of us, Jesse." Rachel said, her voice rising.

"Watch your mouth, Rachel. It's about to get you in trouble, so shut it." Jesse said, seething.

"Tell me it isn't true then. Tell me you weren't with someo…"

"I said shut your goddamn mouth. If you don't, I'll gladly shut if for you!" Jesse shouted, as he slammed his hand down on the counter.

Rachel flinched a little at the sound of impact. She should have known this was going. How was she so oblivious.

"What if I did, huh? What are you gonna do, baby? Leave me? Yeah right." Jesse laughed, "Maybe I wouldn't feel the need to go elsewhere if you actually put out, you fucking prude. Maybe you're the one that's getting it somewhere else, because you sure as hell are letting me get any."

"I have never cheated on you, Jesse." Rachel assured him.

"Whatever. I'm done talking about this." Jesse said as he walked away.

"Are you kidding me?" Rachel said in disbelief as she heard her bedroom door slam shut. She shut her eyes tight and groaned in frustration, sometimes she wonders why the hell was she still with him or better yet why was she got with him in the first place.


"I didn't want you to drop me off anyway!" Isabella pouted, while her godmother opened the door to the Fabray house.

"Yeah well you're aren't always the boss Little Bit, so deal with it!" the Latina said closing the door behind her.

Isabella turned around to the older woman and glared at her. The Latina glared back before the six year old turned and performed the perfect diva storm out.

"Smart-ass" the Latina mumbled, as she walked after the girl.

"Who are you?" The two adults on the couch sprang apart as Quinn automatically jerked his hand out under Jen's top.

"Bells, what you doing here?" he asked, getting up trying to shield the girl's eyes from Jen who was fixing her wrinkled top.

"Aunt Santana dropped me off" she explained, just then Santana walked in.

"Hey, Q." she said then saw the brunette on the couch "Hello, Jen." she said with sly grin and slight nod of approval as she saw Jen fixing her shirt. Quinn just glared disapproving.

"Um baby, won't don't you go and put your stuff upstairs?" Quinton said addressing the little brunette.

"Okay, Daddy" Isabella answered before bouncing out the room.

Quinn turned his eyes toward his Latina friend and glares at her, "A word please, Santana." Without waiting for a reply he grabbed the Latina's hand and dragged out of the living room.

"Why didn't you call me to warn me you were bringing Bells home?" he asks annoyed.

"Hey, don't bite my head off cuz your kid just saw you getting your mack on. It's not my fault."

"Ugh, this was not how I planned on telling Isabella about Jen and I. " Quinton said, running his hand through his short blonde hair.

"Well, you better be figuring it out because she already asking who she is." Santana said with a smile.

"So, you feel her up her, yet? Nice, right?" Santana teased.

Quinton glared at her before walked away back to where he had left Jen.

"At least the kid gets it honest." Santana scoffed before following after him.

When the two walked back inside the living room, they saw Jen and Isabella just sitting there facing one and another and the older brunette looked a bit awkward just having the little girl staring at her.

"Mm gotta go Q, but I'll see you later on." Santana stated as Quinn nodded and Latina bid her goodbyes the three people left before walking out the house.

Quinton sighed then took a seat on the love seat and cleared his throat "Come here sweetie" he said patting his knee and his daughter crawled up on him, "You remember when I told you I had a date last night?" he started and the little brunette in his lap nods while playing with the two buttons on his shirt that was unbutton. "Well this is her, this is Jen." he said while looking quiet older brunette on the couch.

Isabella tore her eyes away from her dad and looks toward Jen then spun her whole body to face the girl across from them. "Do you like my, Daddy?" she questioned so innocently that Jen couldn't help but to smile.

"I like your daddy very much, Isabella." Jen answered without hesitation.

"Will you ever hurt him?" she asked again in a sweet voice.

Jen shifted in her seat so she's leaning closer toward the father and daughter "Never, I have no intentions of hurting your dad, I promise." she explained honestly, while locking eyes with Quinton who smiled at her.

"Okay good…but just so you know me and Aunt Santana as very protective.." she said seriously before she grinned, stepping down and hugging Jen, catching the girl off guard.

Quinton smiled adoringly as he watched the most important person in his life and his new girlfriend together and couldn't be help being thankful that they were getting along.

"I'm going to play in my room now." Isabella announced when she pulled away from Jen. Her daddy smiled at her on her way out the living room.

Quinton smiled at Jen then reached his hand toward her. She took it and he pulled her up gracefully, "thank you," he said lowly as he wrapped his arms around her waist.

"For what?" she questioned softly, as he tightened his hold around her.

"For being perfect. For accepting us." he said and Jen smiled before connecting their lips together lightly.

"Ew, no kissing!" Bella shouted and the two adults pulled away laughing at Isabella's expression her to storm away. Quinton looked back at the brown haired girl when their eyes connected they both smiled.


"Where are you going?" Jesse asked, pulling his attention away from the TV to look at his wife. She was well dressed to impress.

Rachel rolled her eyes as she got her keys and was about to leave without answering Jesse back.

"I'm talking to you!" he said as he leaped off of the couch and yanked on Rachel's forearm to turn her around toward, "Answer me when I'm fucking talking to you!" he yelled, tightening his grip on her arm.

"Ouch, Jesse." Rachel yelped in pain as she pulled her arm from his grip. "Oh, so now you want to talk? I want to go out, you want to know where I'm going, but I'm not allowed to question you?" questioned the brunette, annoyed.

"That's different! Now for the last time, where are you going?" he said each word through clenched teeth.

Rachel scoffed "Just because we're married doesn't mean I'm your property! I don't' answer to you for anything, Jesse." Rachel said before leaving out the door.

"What the fuck? Rachel, get back here!" he yelled opening the door and running after her.

As he reached the stairs of the apartment he saw Rachel drive away "Bitch took the car! Ugh!" he yelled angrily before storming back in the apartment.


"The music is really good and the place is fantastic!" Jen yelled over the loud music as she and a few of Quinton friends were talking.

"I know, right!" Brittany yelled back with a smile on her face.

"Here you go ladies and gentlemen." Quinton announced as he and Mike placed drinks in front everyone before he took his seat back next to Jen.

"Where's Puck?" Mercedes asked, looking around the massive, crowed club.

"He went back to his office, said he needed to take care of something." Mike answered as he kissed Tina's cheek while his hand rested on her slight baby bump.

"Ooh. Excuse me everyone, but I have to go see my man" Mercedes announced. Santana made a gagging noise and Brittany slapped her arm, "be nice, San."

"So, Jen, how are you liking the gang so far?" Kurt asked as he leaned into his husband, Sam, who put his arm around him.

"Feel free to say you hate all of them except me and B, because we're like the most awesome of everyone!" Santana said grinning and Brittany slapped her again, everyone else just rolled their eyes.

"Um, I actually like all of you guys. Ya'll are just unique and different, but a good different." she said smiling at Kurt. who had smiled back.

"Don't mind Santana, she acts all tough and mean but we all know inside she's just a big softy" Sam said, with a smirk to which Kurt just kissed his cheek and grinned at the fuming Latina.

Seeing her wife upset the only blonde girl in the group leaned over and kissed her wife on the cheek which made the Latina smile.

"Is she always like this?" Jen questioned her blonde haired boyfriend.

"Yeah, but don't worry, you'll learn to love her." he said as Santana glared at him to which he just gave her his winning Quinton Fabray smile and Santana rolled her eyes.

"Oh no, I can't drink that sweetie." Tina said as she looked down on her drink which contained alcohol.

Mike's face immediately pailed, "I'm so sorry baby, how could I forget!" he said, mentally kicking himself.

"It's okay, it was just a mistake, I just won't drink it." she said reassuring her husband.

"I'll go back and get you a regular orange juice, T." Quinton said already standing up.

"Oh no, Quinn, you don't have to." Tina said protesting.

"No. it's okay, I won't be long." he said to Jen who, nodded before the blonde man walked away from the table.

"So freaking charming!" Santana grumbled before following after the blonde.

"You're one lucky girl Jen, you've got yourself a real gentlemen." Molly, Finn's wife, and everyone nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, I know." Jen said, dreamily, thinking of her sweet boyfriend.

-Meanwhile-

He squeezed himself through dancing bodies, trying to get back to the bar. He had finally managed to get past most of the crowd and just as he was about to reach the bar, a cold liquid was slammed into his chest. He hissed at the icey liquid.

"Oh my god I'm so sorry, I-I wa-wasn't looking where I was going." the person said, apologizing over and over.

Quinton chuckled, "it's okay, I'm fine don't worry about it." he said coolly as the person kept on apologizing and trying to dab at him with napkins.

"I'm sorry. God, I'm such a klutz" they said.

"Really, I'm alright, it's just a sh-" he started as he finally looked at the person he had collided with, "Rachel?"

Rachel looked up at hearing her name. Her chocolate eyes met those beautiful hazel green that she thought she'd never see again, "Quinton?" she whispered. Her heart hammered in her chest. They just stood, frozen, staring at one another as everything else just faded into the background.


TBC

So they finally meet, even though this wasn't how I originally planned for them to meet but somehow when I was writing it just carried me this way! Ahwell!

Review please :).