AN: Ok so here's a a bit of a longer chapter to apologize for the long update wait. Real Life sucks, so...yeah. Please leave your thoughts in a review and I hope you enjoy.

Disclaimer: Glee's not mine, although I wish it was.

It's been a few weeks since the game where I made the kick-ass touchdown and we've won all of the other games since. I'm currently laying on my bed, Quinn resting on my chest, as we, including Noah, Tana, Britts, Mike, Tina, Sam, and Kurt, watch Pretty Little Liars. Noah and the other guys teased me for liking it, but after I made them watch it they won't miss an episode.

"So what do you guys wanna do on friday?" Noah questions during a commercial break. We have a bye week, which means no game. I look down at Quinn for an answer, cause I'm doing whatever she wants to. Yeah I know I'm whipped, but I really don't care.

"It's up to you mi hermosa," I whisper against her lips before I peck them quickly and pull back for an answer.

"The fair's in town," Britt pipes up from the end of my bed where she and Tiny are laying. Santana looks back at Quinn and I, as if to say 'I dare you to say no'. I just raise my brow at her before once again looking to my girl.

"That actually sounds really fun B," Quinn says with a childish grin. I'm happy she's smiling like that again, cause for the last week she's been upset about something but won't tell me what. It's killing me to know that there's something wrong with my girl, and knowing there's no way to help cause she won't let me.

"It really does," I say and I hear the others voice their agreements. Britt's smile is huge as we all turn our attention back to the tv as the show resumes.

"So do you know what's been up with Q for the last week?" Santana asks from my bed on friday morning. I sigh at the question and continue to look through my insanely vast wardrobe. When I showed Kurt how many clothes and accessories I owned he almost fainted, and then he asked if I was sure I wasn't gay.

"I really don't know San and it's worrying me. I mean she seems fine most of the time, but her eyes are telling me a different story all together," I say as I walk out in a pair of dark stonewashed skinny jeans and a purple and black long-sleeved v-neck. I walk over to my dresser and am done changing out my gauges to purple and my tongue ring to black before Santana finally speaks.

"I know," she tells me in a whisper and I can hear the worry and concern in her voice. I walk over to my bed and place my socks down before enveloping her in a bear hug.

"It'll be ok pequeño. We'll figure something out, I promise," I whisper into her hair. I give the top of her head a quick kiss before I pull away and finished getting dressed in my black combat boots and leather jacket. "C'mon Tiny, school awaits."

"Oh joy," she mutters sarcastically as she gets up from my bed and walks towards me. "Also I love you Ray, but if you ever tell anyone how I am around you and the our family I wills endz you. You gots me?"

"I gots you," I mock her with a laugh. That laugh soon turns into an indignant "Hey!" as she punches me in the arm. Hard. Damn, who knew baby sis knew how to hit?

"Don't laugh at me bastard," she tells me with a scowl.

Once we, meaning San, Britt, and I, arrive at school we immediately head towards Quinn's locker. I'm holding her usual coffee and a stuffed lamb, which San mocked me for tremendously. It's whatever, cause she's as whipped as I am anyway and I'll get her back later.

I scowl as I approach Quinn's locker and see Finn talking to her. It instantly becomes a smirk when I see the irritated look gracing her face, and once she sees me behind the giant she rolls her eyes in exasperation.

"So...I was thinking about dinner tonight? Maybe Breadstix?" Finn asks and I clench my jaw in anger at the question. I thought this dude was done hitting on my girl? Bastard.

"Um...why are you asking me about your dinner tonight?" Quinn asks in mock confusion. I can see the ghost of a smirk on her face, and when I look over to San I see her smirking as well.

"Wait, what? No I wasn't...well I kinda was, but..." Finn stumbles to answer but Quinn cuts him off.

"No," she tells him shaprly.

"No? No what?" he asks in confusion. He scratches the back of his head and I can just imagine the constipated look on his face.

"She means that she doesn't want to go to dinner with you and your puffy custard filled nipples," Santana snarks, causing Finn to turn around abruptly and scowl.

"What do you want Satan?"

"Oh Finnocence, you wound me," she mocks, pacing a hand over her heart. I snicker, which causes him to glare at me instead.

"Don't glare at me Grawp. You're lucky that I'm not beating your ass for hitting on my girl," I tell him with my own glare, which in my opinion is way scarier then his will ever be.

"What? I didn't touch her," he tells me in panic and, surprise surprise, confusion. I hear Santana laugh behind me and I roll my eyes.

"Not that way you idiot, but if you ever laid a hand on her I would, as my evil- I mean lovely- sister would say, go all Lima Heights on your giant ass. I meant that you're flirting with her."

"It's a free country," he tries to say back casually with a small shrug, but I see the barely hidden fear.

"That it is Grawp, that it is," I mock him before finally stepping around him and heading for Quinn. "Hey gorgeous," I say with a grin as I hand her the coffee and the lamb.

"Hey back cutie, and oh my god! He's so cute!" she squeals before pulling me into a kiss. Once we break apart I wrap my arms around Quinn in a hug with a stupid grin on my face that I hide in the crook of her neck.

"Get a room," Santana tells us while fake gagging and I just flip her off.

"C'mon San, I want to take a shower," Britt says and I grimace. I so didn't wanna hear that. I bring my head from the crook of Quinn's neck to see her grinning like the Cheshire cat. Once they're out of site Quinn pulls away from me and says the most dreaded words of any relationship.

"After school we need to talk." I instantly panic.

"What? Why? You're not breaking up with me are you? Whatever I did I'm really sorry-"

"Rayde-"

"I'll do anything to make up whatever I did, I promise-"

"Calm dow-"

"Please please please don't leave me. I know I sound like a pussy right now but I love you an-"

"Ray!- Wait, what?" she asks in shock.

"Um...huh?" I ask back. I feel the heat on my face and ears and I'm so grateful for my tan complexion, cause I know if I were the same skintone as Quinn I'd be red as a tomato.

"Don't play dumb Ray," she demands, and me being the whipped man I am I rush to explain myself.

"Yes I said I love you, and I mean it, but please don't think you have to say anything back. I wasn't planning on telling you for a while because I know it's really early on in our relationship and I was going to wait until a later date and I definitely wasn't planning on blurting it out in our school's hallway but I was and am pleading my case for you not to break up with me although now that it think about it since-"

I'm finally silenced by Quinn pressing her lips to mine and forcefully shoving her tongue into my mouth. I let out a quiet moan and wrap my arms around her, pressing her into the lockers and molding our bodies together.

"Don't make me set the hose on you two," Coach Sylvester threatens as she passes us by and we immediately jump apart.

"You're adorable when you ramble," Quinn says with a shy grin. "And I'm not going to break up with you I swear. We just have some things we need to discuss later. Also? I kinda love you too," she tells me with a wink before pecking my lips once more and walking towards our first class. She also puts an extra swing in her hips and I stare for a few moments in shock before shaking myself out of it and running to catch up to her.

"Dude? Seriously? What's up?" Sam asks me after the third time I ignore him in fourth.

"I'm worried as fuck," I whisper to him after making sure nobody else was listening in. We have Jewfro in the same class.

"Why?" Sam questions in confusion.

"Quinn wants to talk," I say, giving him a small and sad smile. He immediately understands and places his hand on my arm in comfort.

"Did she say what about?" he asks while scooting his desk closer.

"No, but she did say she wasn't breaking up with me," I say as I lean my head closer and drop my voice lower when I notice JBI eying the both of us.

"Then that's good bro...Right?"

"I don't know, and that's what has me freaking out. I mean what else can be that serious that she tells me 'we need to talk', besides a breakup?"

"Honestly I can't tell ya. I'm sorry, but I'm sure it'll be ok," Sam tells me, giving my arm a quick squeeze before retracting his.

It's finally the end of the day, and I get Noah to drive the girls home so I can take Quinn and head straight to her house. We talk, sing to the radio, and hold hands like every other time she's in my truck, which I find a tad bit comforting.

"Ok, so what's up?" I ask her once we make it her room. I'm trying to play it cool, but I'm hella nervous and my voice betrays me. Quinn locks our eyes and just stares for a few moments before pulling me into a kiss that's hard to decipher, cause there's so many different emotions in it. There's fear, love, sadness, guilt, worry, anxiety, a smidgen of happiness, and more fear.

"Um...wow," I mutter once she finally breaks the kiss. I don't know what to think after that but it's definitely nothing good. My chest tightens in fear and I open my mouth to ask what's wrong again, but she blurts something out before I get the chance. "C-come again?" I ask as I stagger back and drop heavily onto her bed.

"I said that I'm...that I'm pregnant," she whispers out again, her voice thick with emotion. I see the tears swimming in her eyes, and even though I want to cry also, or you know maybe faint, she comes first. Always. So I force myself onto unsteady legs and quickly pull her into a hug. Once she's in my arms the floodgate opens and she begins sobbing into my chest.

"Shh mi hermosa, shh. It's gonna be ok angel I promise. Shh..." I coo into her ear as I gently lower us to the floor.

"I'm sorry," she sobs out and I quickly pull away and tilt her face up with my hand.

"Listen to me Quinn and I'm dead serious when I say this. You have nothing to be sorry for. If anything I'm sorry bonita. This is both of our faults, but nine times out of ten it's the males responsibility to provide the protection, especially in his own home . This is both of our faults. Not just yours, and not just mine. Both baby. Ok?" I tell her seriously. I see something change in her eyes before she gives me the ghost of a smile and reburies her head in my chest.

Holy fuck. Holy shit fuck. Holy fucking shit fuck. I'm not ready to be a dad. Oh god. Oh man. My dads and mom are going to kill me. And fuck Quinn's parents are going to kill her. Fuck they might even disown her. Son of a bitch. Oh my god what if she decides to get an abortion?

"Please tell me you're not getting an abortion?" I blurt out in fear as soon as the thought crosses my mind.

"Honestly?" she asks me, and my chest tightens again. "I thought about it, but the thought of killing my child, even if I am only 16 and too young, made me sick to my stomach," she says, avoiding my eyes.

"Oh thank you Jesus," I exhale in relief.

"You're Jewish," she points out in amusement and I smirk.

"Actually ma'am I'm sorta both. I know it's conflicting but...yeah. My Daddy's Catholic, as well as my Mami, and my Papi's Jewish," I explain with a grin.

"Wow, I didn't know that. What else don't I know about you?" she asks. I smile a soft smile at her as I stand up and help her up as well. I then lead her over to her bed and climb in, opening my arms for her. She immediately snuggles into my chest.

"My Papi's not fully Jewish but he's close, he's actually a quarter German as well. I know, " I say as Quinn gives me a wtf look, "And my Mami's Puerto Rican, as you already know. So that makes me a partially German, Jewish, Puerto Rican. Oh yeah, and you know my Daddy's black also," I tell her with a laugh and she chuckles along with me.

"I'm scared Ray," she mumbles into my chest, hiding her face from me. I'm not having that, so I gently move her head to face me and give her a sad smile.

"I am too bonita, but I promise I'm not going anywhere. I'm going to be here every step of the way. And I know how your parents are, and I don't mean to be pessimistic, but if they end up kicking you out or trying to force you into something you don't want to do when they find out, you have a home with me and my fathers. I love you bonita," I whisper to her. I then lean down and connect our lips in a tender kiss.

"Love you too," she breaths out before reconnecting our lips.

To Tiny: I'm headed your way. Is B still there?

From Tiny: No she had 2 go hm, fam vis frm outta twn. I roll my eyes at her text speak, which I despise.

To Tiny: I despise your text speak. Be there in a few.

From Tiny: I knw & b safe.

"So what happened?" Santana asks as soon as I enter her room after saying hello to the rest of my family. Tears immediately spring to my eyes and I collapse onto her bed with my head in my hands. "Fuck did she break up with you?" she questions in concern, sitting beside me and rubbing my back soothingly.

"No," I mumble into my hands. When I don't say anything else she gets impatient and smacks me on my back.

"Well? What the hell happened?"

"She's pregnant Santi," I choke out into my hands. I feel her hand stop it's movements on my back and wait for the inevitable blow-up. In 5...4...3...2...

"What?! Are you fucking serious?! Rayden how could you both be so estúpido?" she yells, but before I can explain myself she goes on a spanglish rant that I only half listen to.

"Are you done?" I ask once she finally calms down a bit. She ends up slapping me in the back of my head a good five times before she takes a deep breath and sits back beside me.

"Explain," she orders with a glare and I rush to begin while rubbing the back of my, now pounding, head.

"The party. That's the only time we slept together and we were both so shitfaced. I know it's not an excuse Tiny, I know, but that's what happened."

"What are you two going to do?"

"She has a doctor's appointment on monday afternoon to make sure she really is and find out how far along she is. We're going to keep this a secret as long as possible and then deal with things as they come."

"You do know that even if you two ignore this it won't go away right?" she questions sceptically.

"Yes we know. We're not doing that San, we're just trying to keep it between a select few for the time being. Quinn's terrified of her parents reactions, as am I to be honest, and I'm not ready to see the disappointment in Mami's and my dad's faces," I explain, tears silently running down my cheeks again at the thought of disappointing my parents.

"It'll be ok Yosh," she mutters as she wraps me in a hug. "Although you do know that Mami's going to kill you right?" she asks with a laugh. I just nod slowly, already preparing myself for my death.

Please review. I hope this chapter wasn't to bad, and for the people who might not like where this story is going...sorry but it's been planned this way since the beginning. Once again please review, I hope you enjoyed, and thanks for reading! = )