Damn, my writing muse has been ignoring me lately.

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Sorry for the delay, but here's chapter 10 :)

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Quinn stared at the wall in the choir room. She was sitting on a chair next to Gwynn, who was doing the same thing. She hasn't said a word after she woke up. And Gwynn didn't force her to anyway since she was as quiet as she is. She honestly didn't know what to say.

"Mom, can you please just say something. It's been 20 minutes" Quinn continued to stare at the wall. Still trying to formulate a proper sentence in her head. "Mom, just ask anything. I know you want to" Quinn nodded slowly and cleared her throat.

"So..uhm-Rachel's…the dad, huh?" Gwynn nodded.

"She's your other parent.." Gwynn nodded again.

"Rachel's your mom.." Gwynn rolled her eyes.

"Yes, she's my mom, other parent, dad, whatever you want, yes, she raised me, now ask something else that doesn't have anything to do with that, please" Quinn whimpered and closed her eyes. She gulped.

"H-how did that happen?" Quinn asked shakily.

"Well, obviously you fell in love" Quinn whimpered again "got married," And again. "and had me- will you please stop that!"

"B-but h-how.. B-berry, I mean, Sh-she, and-"

"You know, I'm really grateful that I got a lot of mom's genes, seeing as I can't rely on you for articulateness" Quinn stared up at the ceiling with furrowed eyebrows and her mouth slightly open.

"How the fuck-"

"Language" Quinn sighed. She bowed her head and covered her face with her hands. Then she turned her head to Gwynn sharply.

"Wait, something doesn't make sense. Why do you have her genes and mine? That's not possible right? I mean, you only get to choose one egg to put in with whichever sperm you pick if you're a g-gay couple. So how'd that happen?"

"Well, science has come a long way, like I said." Gwynn started to explain. "So they were able to convert your egg into a sperm and put it with mom's egg cell. And well, you know the rest. So technically, you're my dad"

Quinn fainted again.

Gwynn just stared at Quinn's body as it fell on the floor. She sighed and placed her chin on her hands.

"This is getting old really fast"

"Look, Gwynn, I'm sorry, but I don't know if I can do this. If it were Puck, yeah okay, sure. If it were Kurt, hell I'll even try if it was really him. But Berry?" Quinn shook her head. "I can't"

"Why?" Gwynn asked, clearly upset.

"Because she's a girl! I've never thought about being with a girl, ever, in my entire life. And now I just found out that my kid's other parent is the girl who, not only hates my guts right now, but is also the same girl I've tortured my whole life, and my parents specifically told me to stay away from!" Gwynn was starting to cry now.

"But you promised to do everything to make her happy, and she said you're the one who makes her happy" Quinn gaped at her.

"I said that? SHE said that?" Gwynn cried even more. Quinn immediately regretted it and wrapped her arms around her daughter.

"Oh God, I'm so sorry Gwynn" But Gwynn won't stop so Quinn sighed.

"What do you want?" Quinn asked quietly as she stared at her daughter. Gwynn sniffled a little then she spoke.

"I want you to at least try to get her to forgive you. Just stop running away."

Quinn, seeing the sadness in Gwynn's eyes and that pout she has on, just couldn't deny her wishes and reluctantly gave a nod.

"I will try"

"Do you promise, mom?"

There it was again. The word that just made everything so real and so difficult.

"Yes, I promise"

Gwynn smiled a little. She wiped away the tears from her eyes and broke out into a full 'Berry' grin.

"Good. I thought I was going to have to use the 'walk-out crying until she follows and gives in' method on you"

Quinn gaped at the blonde girl who was moments ago about to break down but was now smiling smugly at her.

"Oh my God, you are Berry's daughter!"

"I'm yours too, so first and foremost, we have to work on getting you to stop calling mom, 'Berry', 'man-hands', 'treasure trail', 'RuPaul', 'tranny', 'midget'..."

"I get it, thanks. Stop mentioning them or I might remember why she annoyed me so much these past years" Gwynn's lip quivered and her eyes started to water again.

"B-but you promised.."

Oh she was so screwed.

*ding dong*

Santana opened her front door and saw Quinn who was completely drenched from the rain. Santana gave her a look of disbelief and pulled her into the house.

"Q, what the hell?" said Santana as she pushed Quinn down on the sofa and gave her a towel. "It's 9PM, and it's fucking raining outside!"

"Really? I didn't notice" said Quinn who was now wrapped in the towel.

"Alright smart-ass, what the hell is up with you?" Santana crossed her arms. Quinn looked at her tiredly.

"I am screwed. That's what up. Completely fucked. DOOMED!" Santana arched an eyebrow.

"Are you dying of cancer?"

"Way worse!" Quinn exclaimed.

Santana waited for her to continue. Quinn sighed. She covered her face with the towel.

"Berry's Gwynn's mom" said Quinn quietly. Santana's mouth formed into a small 'o'

"…so you finally grew a brain and realized it. Congrats. We should throw a party. And it took you what..only 3 weeks to figure that out?" Quinn gaped at her and she shot up.

"You knew?" Quinn shouted.

"Yeah, didn't I tell you that?" Santana asked her

"I thought you were joking!" Quinn paused then she glared at her "I could kill you!" Santana evaded Quinn's hands that were about to strangle her and moved behind the sofa.

"Whoa!..Hey! At least you figured it out on your own. Besides! I didn't tell you for a reason!" Santana moved again when Quinn ran around.

"Pray tell, what is this reason? And it better be good!" Santana moved to the coffee table and ducked when Quinn threw a cushion at her.

"Well just think. If we told you, you would have had second thoughts on your feelings for Berry, and the whole time, you'll just think that you're forcing yourself to like her because of Gwynn. Besides! It's ridiculous enough that she's a time-traveler, but to be yours and berry's kid? That's just insane" Quinn stopped chasing Santana. She frowned.

"You're right.."

Quinn moved to the sofa and sat down again.

"Good thing Gwynn thought about it earlier. She's a really smart kid, you know. Good thing she didn't take after her mom"

"Which mom?" Quinn narrowed her eyes at her.

"You'll never know" Quinn decided to just drop it.

"So what are you planning now?" Santana asked.

"I honestly have no idea" Quinn replied. "What? So I'll suddenly be nice to her after what happened earlier today? I'll feel like a total douchebag"

"It's not like that's new for you" Quinn gave her warning glare. "Alright, fine. Then I'll ask you. Even if Gwynn wasn't here, do you think it's still possible for you to like Rachel? And be honest this time"

Quinn thought about this for a moment. She thought about everything that's happened in the past three weeks. Then her eyes widened.

"Yes"

"Then get your wet ass off the damn couch and get your future wife"

It was Friday, and Quinn entered her Biology class nervously. She knew that the diva was going to be in there, and she didn't know how to react. She took her seat next to her lab partner. Rachel was already there, but Jacob was nowhere to be seen though. Quinn smirked. The teacher entered just two minutes after Quinn arrived.

"Good afternoon, everyone. So I have some bad news. It seems that Jacob's stay at the hospital will be a bit longer, so Rachel, I'm afraid you'll be working without a lab partner for a while. But if anyone here wants to trade places with Jacob-" Quinn's eyes widened, and she acted on impulse.

"Me!" Quinn stood up with her hand raised. Everyone looked at her weirdly. Quinn blushed and lowered her hand.

"Okay then, uhm- Ms. Fabray. You may go over to Rachel's table" Quinn mouthed an apology to her old lab partner who was glaring daggers at her before walking over to Rachel's desk. Rachel was still gaping at her and looking at her in disbelief.

"Hey" Quinn smiled at Rachel nervously. Rachel blinked.

"What are you planning, Fabray?" Rachel demanded.

"Fabray, that's a little cold, don't you think?" Quinn laughed a little then she cleared her throat.

"If this is another one of your plans to ruin me, I swear-"

"Hey, I only wanted to help. It's hard to work on an experiment alone. Especially since we're going to dissect a frog soon. I'm just trying to be nice"

"Well you weren't so nice when you left your lab partner" Quinn turned to her old lab partner who was still glaring at her. Quinn smiled at Rachel.

"Don't worry, she can handle it"

"I'll have you know that I'm perfectly capable of working on my own. and besides, you're talking to 'Rachel Berry' right now, the disgusting and annoying girl you were yelling at yesterday? so what on earth are you doing?"

"Believe me, I have no idea myself" Quinn whispered to herself.

"Did you seriously forget about what happened yesterday?" Quinn bit her lip.

"Uhm, that was a joke?" Quinn was almost amused at Rachel's reaction. She went from confused to angry then confused again. Her mouth kept opening and closing but no words were coming out.

"Quinn, are you testing my patience?"

"So you're not that mad at me yet, then?" Quinn asked hopefully.

"What? Of course I am! After that emotional rollercoaster you put me through these past weeks, do you expect me to just laugh about it?"

"Well, you did forgive me before, and that was when I was throwing slushies at you. So you can do it again this time, right?" Quinn smiled. Rachel's jaw clenched. She stood up, grabbed her textbook, and left. She didn't even bother to give the shocked Biology teacher a second glance.

"Was that a maybe?" Quinn asked out loud.

"Hey" said Santana as she draped an arm around the shoulders of a depressed Quinn. Quinn breathed out heavily and continued to stare at the football field.

Quinn had been trying the whole day to talk to Rachel, but everytime she said sorry, she was either shouted at, glared at, or left standing in the middle of the hallway, looking like an idiot.

"So how are things going? Is she talking to you yet?" Quinn shook her head.

"Can somebody please explain to me why I married her?"

"Beats me. I don't know what you saw in her, but everytime she talks, I still wanna shove my fist down her throat. But hey, at least your kid turned out okay"

"But she's so stubborn!" Quinn waved her arms frantically. "I tried, and I tried, but noooo.. what the hell does she want me to do? Crawl and beg her to forgive me? Hah! Ain't gonna happen. Never. Nope. Noppity n-" Santana nudged her. She pointed at the person who just arrived. Gwynn was glaring at her with her arms crossed.

"Then again, maybe I should just keep trying" said Quinn quickly.

"I wonder if she got that trick from Rachel?" Santana wondered out loud.

"What trick?" Quinn asked.

"Making you do whatever she wants with one look. I bet you're whipped" Quinn scoffed.

"Quinn Fabray is not, AND will not be whipped" said Quinn with a determined look.

"Right. We'll see about that in the future. So what are you gonna do with Berry?" Quinn shrugged.

"I don't know. Kidnap her? That way she can't talk, can't yell, and can't storm off. Hey, that's brilliant! Can you help me?" Santana smacked her on the back of her head.

"Moron, you want her to like you, not file a lawsuit against you"

"Mom, quit fooling around" said Gwynn annoyed.

"But what am I gonna do, when she's so freakin' stubborn!" Quinn shouted in frustration.

"Then be as stubborn as she is" said Santana simply.

Quinn tilted her head a little. That gave her an idea.

Rachel hummed 'Don't rain on my parade' happily as she skipped through the hallways. She furrowed her brows at the students near her locker who was looking at her weirdly. Rachel slowly walked to her locker. She held the lock in her hand, then she glanced at the other students. They quickly looked away when she turned to them. It was obvious that they had been watching her. Rachel blinked and just dismissed it.

She noticed something yellow sticking out from her locker door. 'what the?' Rachel opened the lock and opened her locker quickly. She wished she didn't.

She gasped when about a hundred small, yellow papers fell out of it, and hit her face. She hastily picked some and read what's written on them. It was all the same. 'I'm sorry' 'Forgive me' 'Give me another chance' 'I'm not gonna stop'.

Rachel looked down at herself. She looked completely ridiculous with the little yellow papers around her. The other students were snickering and whispering. Rachel growled and crumpled them. "QUUUUIIIIINNNN!"

In the corner of the hallway, Santana and Quinn had been watching the whole time.

"Looks like she wasn't too thrilled"

"You think?" Quinn asked sarcastically. "Don't worry though. That's only part 1"

At the end of the day, Rachel was close to killing someone.

Every single notebook she had, had at least one page of 'Sorry –Q". Even some of her textbooks had sticky notes on them. She already turned off her phone because it was already filled with Quinn's texts. She also got in trouble a number of times when her phone rang during class.

She was relieved when the bell for the last period rang. She quickly gathered her things and walked to the door. She wasn't looking, so she bumped into three boys who were blocking the door. Judging by their appearance, from their glasses, braces, and clothes, she'd say that they were from the computer club.

"Hello" said the one in the middle.

"We've been given specific orders not to let you pass" said the one on the right.

"Unless you forgive Quinn Fabray" said the last one. Rachel looked up and slowly shook her head.

"I knew it"

Rachel sighed. "Look, I don't know what she paid you, but honestly? I don't give a damn. Now let me through" Rachel tried to get pass them, but they were very persistent. The one in the middle shook his head.

"Look, just tell her you forgive her and it's over. Sorry for this lady, but Quinn Fabray scares us" Rachel turned red and growled at them.

"If you don't let me through, I'll give you something to be more scared about!" All three of them winced and backed away quickly from the very pissed-off diva. Rachel had it. She marched to Quinn's last classroom. She wasn't even fazed when Karofsky tried to slushy her. She simply pushed the cup towards him, so he was the one who got doused with the cold drink. She saw Quinn immediately. She just got out of her last class.

"QUINN!"

Quinn immediately turned to Rachel. Quinn smiled.

"So, am I forgiven yet?"

"Like hell!" Quinn looked a little disappointed.

"Oh"

"Quinn, did you honestly think that I would forgive you, after only a day?"

"Well, it was worth a try" Rachel sighed and closed her eyes. She tried to calm down for a bit.

"Look, I will forgive you, when I decide that you deserve my forgiveness. But for now, just leave me alone!" Quinn rubbed the back of her neck.

"Oh, okay. But, I really am sorry though" said Quinn sincerely. Rachel's expression softened for a moment, then she scowled again.

"Whatever Quinn. I have a special date tonight with Finn, and I don't want anything to ruin my mood" Quinn's eyes widened.

"You don't mean-" Rachel turned around and left, before she could finish.

"Shit!" Quinn exclaimed. She quickly ran to the guidance office.

Quinn was relieved that Gwynn was still there.

"What's wrong?" Gwynn asked as she played with her necklace.

"Rachel's gonna do 'it' tonight with Finn" Gwynn stood up quickly.

"What? NO! Mom gets too attached to things. If she loses it to that oaf, she'll want to be with him forever!"

"What do you want me to do? Barge into her house during their date?"

"I don't know! Just do something!"

"Like what!" They suddenly heard someone clear their throat. The two blondes turned to Emma.

"Is there something wrong?" Emma asked sweetly. Quinn tried to force a smile.

"Uhm, nothing, Ms. Pillsbury. We'll just go now. And thank you for watching Gwynn" Emma nodded and they walked out of the room.

"What now?" Gwynn asked. Quinn sighed.

"I don't know. I need to think of something first. Come on, I'll bring you to Brittany's" Gwynn groaned.

"Will you please grow a backbone already?"

"Don't make me ground you again"

Quinn paced around her room anxiously. She kept looking at her clock and her jacket. It was already past 7, and Finn was due to arrive at Rachel's soon. She still didn't have any idea what to do. She quickly grabbed her phone and dialed Santana's number.

"Santana, I need your help"

"Oh, Q. I heard, sorry"

"What do I do? I'm not gonna let that moron touch Rachel. That lying, cowardly, son-of-a"

"Telescope, check. Aunt Santana, have you seen the sling shot?"

Quinn furrowed her brows and she held the phone closer to her ear.

"Santana, was that Gwynn?"

"Oh, uhm, no, that was the TV?"

"But she just said Aunt Santana!"

"Sorry Q, gotta go. Gwynn, don't forget to grab the bag of pebbles!"

Then Santana hung up. Quinn just stood there with her jaw hanging.

"Those two are up to something again!"

Quinn grabbed her jacket and quickly ran out of the house.

Quinn made sure to park a good distance away from the Berry's house, so Rachel wouldn't get suspicious. She looked around. There was no sign of Rachel's dads cars. They must've been on a business trip again.

Then something caught Quinn's attention. She noticed a figure with blonde hair behind a bush. She groaned to herself. She immediately ran to the girl.

"Gwynn, what are you doing?" Quinn hissed.

"Hi, mom. Aunt Santana and I figured that if you're still too afraid to do anything, we might as well do something. I'm not about to let that creep touch mom inappropriately"

"Where's Santana?" Quinn asked. Gwynn pointed to the other bush where Santana was. She was holding a telescope in her hand. Quinn glared at Santana and motioned for her to go to them. Santana sighed and moved from her bush to theirs.

"What is going on?" Quinn demanded.

"Shush, they're here"

Quinn immediately heard Rachel's melodious laughter. She peeked through the bush to look. Rachel had her arm around Finn's. They stopped on the bottom of the steps near the door and talked for a while.

"Alright, perfect" Gwynn smiled evilly.

Quinn let out a gasp when she noticed the slingshot in her daughter's small hands. She also noticed the pile of pebbles behind her.

"Gwynneth Jean Fabray! You're going to hit him? Have you lost it? You know, I was still having doubts about you being Rachel's kid, but now I am convinced!"

"Relax, mom. Look at what's above them" Quinn tried to squint her eyes to take a better look. Right above the happy pair, there was a small bucket on the roof which was slightly tilted so it was partly hanging off the edge. The bucket was attached to a small string and Quinn tried to follow where the other end was attached. It was attached to a stick on the open window of the guest room on the second floor.

"See, if I hit the stick, and don't worry, I will. I have very good aim. The contents of that bucket will fall on Finn" Quinn looked at her daughter in disbelief.

"What do they teach kids in the future?"

"It's better you don't know" Quinn was about to speak again but then she heard Rachel speak. They were about to enter the house.

"What's inside that bucket, Gwynn?"

"Bird poop. Once it falls on him, mom would be so disgusted she'd ask him to go home and clean himself up, and all plans for tonight, will be ruined" Gwynn explained with a devious smile.

"Alright, that's enough, young lady. I'm getting you out of here" Quinn stood up from her crouching position and tried to pull Gwynn's waist.

"Quinn, are you crazy? This is for your and Berry's own good!" Santana whispered.

"OH! But they're about to ent-mff!" Quinn had clamped a hand over Gwynn's mouth and carried her with Gwynn's stomach on Quinn's shoulder. Gwynn tried to struggle and let out small noises from Quinn's hand. Quinn was headed towards the car when Gwynn suddenly pulled the slingshot. True to her words, Gwynn really did have good aim and she did hit the stick. The bucket however, missed it's target, and the sticky contents of said bucket, fell on Rachel. Quinn, Santana and Gwynn gasped. Rachel let out a small scream. Finn gaped at her.

"EWW!"

"Holy shit!" Santana exclaimed, but she was grinning. What they didn't realize though, is that they all stood up when Rachel got hit, and Rachel immediately noticed them.

"Quinn?" Rachel shouted. Quinn gulped.

"Retreat!" Gwynn ran and dragged Quinn with her. Santana followed suit. They quickly got inside the car.

"Drive! Drive! She's coming!" Rachel was running after them like a woman possessed. Quinn drove away as quickly as humanly possible. They all let out a sigh of relief when Rachel was out of sight.

"Great, thanks a lot, guys. Now the chances of Rachel forgiving me is back to 0%. Fantastic" said Quinn angrily as she continued to drive.

"Is that what we get for saving your girl?"

"Well, said girl is still mad at me right now, so now I'm not sure if I'll still have a girl to begin with"

"I don't know about you two, but I'd rather worry for my life on Monday instead of arguing about that" said Gwynn.

"Hey Gwynn?" Quinn asked as she brushed Gwynn's hair.

She decided to just sleepover at Santana's house since they were already there anyway, and it was already late.

"Yeah?" Quinn bit her lip.

"In the future, am I- are Rachel and I happy?" Quinn asked hesitantly. It took a while for Gwynn to reply.

"Honestly? Yes, I do believe that you're happy. I understand when you have arguments sometimes, but that's normal for couples. Considering your personalities, it would be weird if you didn't disagree sometimes"

Quinn smiled wistfully. If she were to imagine a life with Rachel, that was how she would see it.

"I know this is really difficult for you, but I'm really glad that you're trying so hard"

"Of course" Quinn grinned. "I'm not gonna let you disappear just like that. I'm still looking forward to chasing off your first boyfriend, teaching you things, giving you 'the talk'-"

"And this is where this conversation ends, thank you. I'm still trying to forget that time when I came home and you thought I was at Aunt Brittany and Aunt Santana's house, and you were having a bit of 'alone time'." Quinn blushed furiously.

"Gwynn, keep that to yourself for a while, please. I'm not ready for those mental images yet" Gwynn smirked.

"Please, Aunt Santana said she's already caught you checking her out a couple of times" Quinn blushed again.

"Okay, time for bed" Quinn announced. Gwynn giggled and slipped under the covers while Quinn turned the lights off. Quinn sighed as she laid down on the other side of the bed.

"Don't worry. She'll come around" Quinn smiled.

"Hope so"

"But I wouldn't get my hopes up on Monday. She'll probably try to kill you first" Quinn sighed.

Operation: win back Rachel Berry Part 2, then.

I think I'll be able to post another chapter by Friday.

I'm really happy that guys love this fic. It's really boosting my confidence, so I think I might write other stories after this.

Anyways, thanks again. Hope you enjoyed it. R&R. :)