So, sorry if this took longer than anticipated...I work five days and then have to move the two I'm off before the month is over...so...anyways.

I Don't Own Glee...

Enjoy!

"So, when are you going to tell her that you're pregnant?" Puck asked over the phone as Rachel twirled in her office chair. She and Quinn had been dating for a month or so now and things seemed to be going well, but she felt guilty not telling the blonde about her condition.

The morning sickness had eased a bit and she had gained a bit of weight, but she wasn't showing enough to give anything away.

She was so afraid that if she told Quinn that she'd leave, but maybe it was better to tell her now before she got too use to the woman's presence just to have her run again. She also didn't want her to find out from anyone else, but her, she owed her that much.

"Soon…" She mumbled trying to dodge the question.

"Rachel…" He sighed "…I'm not even going to explain to you how messed up it is, you not telling her."

"I know, Noah, but what if she leaves?" She fiddled with the hem of her shirt with her free hand.

"Then I'll be on the first flight out to help you get over it, cuz all that means is she doesn't deserve you afterall."

"You're right. She said she has a surprise for me this weekend, but I guess, I'll tell her before Monday, promise."

"Rachel?" The woman in question spun around to face the door to find her assistant leaning against the doorframe. "Quinn just arrived, Mercedes talking to her in the lobby."

Rachel opened her mouth alarmed, it didn't matter that the two had called a truce leaving Mercedes and Quinn together for too long was a sure recipe for disaster.

"Puck, I've gotta go…. I promise I'll call you on Monday, I have to go save Quinn from Mercedes…or vice-versa…" She ended in a whisper hanging up as Puck returned the salutations.

"They seemed cordial enough." The other woman smiled nervously as Rachel gather some odds and ends from around her desk.

"That makes it worse, the calm before a vicious, vicious storm." Rachel sped from the room with her assistant keeping pace.

"So, where are you taking Rachel?" Mercedes steepled her hands and peered over them at Quinn.

"It's a surprise." Quinn shrugged avoiding the intensity of the other woman's gaze. She could never tell what was going on in Mercedes' head. One moment the woman could be cool, calm, and collected the next she would be raging and threatening.

"Nothing too physical, right?"

"Um...no, not too..."

"Good." The darker woman nodded curtly.

"Quinn, Mercedes?" Rachel called and Quinn glanced nervously at the door to Mercedes office.

"Well, Cedes, as always it was great catching up with you, but uh...I've got to go." Quinn smiled uneasily and stood.

She was taken by complete surprise when Mercedes leaned forward and tightly gripped the front of her pink polo. She pulled the paler woman down close to her and growled slightly.

"If you hurt her I won't hesitate to destroy you." Mercedes snapped, teeth bared.

Quinn gulped and nodded, sufficiently frightened by the other woman's threat. Merceds nodded as well and released her shirt. She shakily back away from her former classmate's desk not comfortable with giving the woman her back until she'd reached the door.

"Oh, and Quinn?" Quinn paused inside the frame. "Have a great weekend."

"Thanks..." Quinn mumbled hurrying away from the door, shaken.

"Quinn, honey are you alright?" Rachel appeared at her side and threaded their arms together. "You're not getting sick are you? Would you prefer if we cance-"

Quinn pressed her lips quickly to the brunette's effectively ending her rambling. She folded slightly, leaning her forehead against Rachel's and looking into her big brown eyes.

"I'm fine. Are you ready to go?" She smiled as Rachel nodded absently.

"Well, let's get going." Quinn straightened and gently guided the other woman out of the building.

"Quinn, I really don't believe that the blindfold is necessary." Rachel pouted from her place in the passenger seat of Quinn's jeep.

"Maybe not, but it's definitely part of the fun." Quinn poked the diva lightly.

"Are we there yet?" The brunette crossed her arms and slumped in her seat.

"Almost."

"This better be good, Quinn Fabray."

Quinn chuckled and turned up the gravel pathway. "Okay, 1, 2, 3...take off the blindfold!"

"Scarf." Rachel scoffed sticking her tongue out at the blonde. She pulled the scarf from her eyes and Quinn watched her former girlfriend's eyes light up in amazement as she took in the house in front of her.

Quinn couldn't blame her for her speechlessness, her house was impressive. The place use to be an old abandoned barn and Quinn had sunk alot of her savings and proceeds from a cookbook she'd co-authored into fixing it to her specifications. The outside was painted a rich red and there was a wrap around cedar porch woth outdoor fans and wicker furniture. On either side of the walkway to the house there were apple trees.

"Oh Quinn it's gorgeous, is it yours?"

"Yes, I don't get out here as much because I have so much work to do in the city so I mostly rent there with Santana and Brittany, but this place is my baby, it's not completely finished inside, but well, I wanted to share this with you." Quinn's cheeks colored slightly. "Yeah, um, come on let's go inside."

They both stepped out of the jeep, Quinn grabbed their bags chivalrously and guided the diva up the set of two steps and towards the front door. Quinn pushed the door inwards and Rachel gasped loudly. The foyer was beautiful with hardwood floors and rich green paint on the wall. There were pictures hung gallery style on the walls and Rachel found herself glancing at them, smiling as she passed picture of Judy, Frannie and her family, one particular amusing picture of the unholy trinity plus Katie on what appeared to be Santana's birthday indicated by the cake smeared across her face. Her smile falter slightly when she moved on to find a large black and white picture of herself and Quinn at their junior prom.

She trace the frame slowly recalling how Quinn had forsaken her prom queen and king dance with Finn to dance with her. She'd been so in love with Quinn, she'd seen nothing but stars and hearts that night.

"That was a good night." Rachel smiled back at Quinn who was still standing by the door.

"Yeah, it was." Quinn's mind was back to thinking about what had happened after the prom. It had been the first time they'd made love.

"Come on I'll give you the tour and then I'll fix us a quick Lupper." Quinn smirked shaking her head slightly to loosen all the memories that were trying to assail her.

Quinn hovered near the sink washing the plates from their share Lupper. She was humming along with the radio and dancing slightly. She hadn't been this carefree in a long time. It was nice to know that Rachel trusted her, that she cared for her and believed that Quinn wanted them to work this time.

"Quinn...?" She smiled an turned her head slightly to find Rachel approaching her. She peered into dark brown eyes and arched an eyebrow.

"Yes, Rae?"

Rachel just smiled brightly and cozied up to her. She stepped on her tip-toes and kissed Quinn's neck. She trailed kisses up Quinn neck to her chin and Quinn could feel the brunette's eyelashes fluttering against her skin.

"Rae?" She gulped her face heating up.

"Yes Quinn?" The brunette's fingers crawled up the inside of her shirt and she shivered.

"Wha-what are you doing?"

"Do you want me to stop?" Rachel scratched her nails along her sides and she lost the ability to make coherent conversation.

"N-No, but are you sure...?" She groaned.

"Yes." Rachel pulled her face down and pressed their lips together.

Rachel turned her head and rested her sweaty cheek against Quinn's dining room table. She bit her lip feeling a bout of nauseous bubbling through her stomach. She was unsure if it was morning sickness or the idea of telling Quinn the truth. She felt a tadbit bad for sleeping with Quinn, not because she hadn't wanted to, because she had, but it had been selfish. She'd wanted to be with Quinn one last time just in case telling her really would be a death-note for their burgeoning relationship.

Quinn crawled up the table to hover over her. She kissed Rachel's clavicle and nuzzled her chest.

"I thought we were going slow...?" Quinn giggled.

"We were then we weren't anymore." Rachel frowned slightly and hoped that Quinn didn't catch the heaviness of her mood, but she did.

"What's wrong? Are-are we ok? Are you okay? Talk to me..." Quinn brushed a finger down her cheek.

"Quinn..." Rachel closed her eyes tightly "...I'm..I'm...QuinnI'mpregnant."

"What?"

"I'm pregnant..."

Quinn chuckled lightly and kissed the side of her head causing brown eyes to reopen. "Medically impossible, Crazy."

"I'm serious. I'm pregnant Quinn, I've known for a while now, I just didn't know how to tell you, but I am. I'm pregnant."

"I don't understand, Rachel. What was this then?" Quinn frowned slipping off of the table and Rachel sat up.

"Let me explain, Quinn..."

"Explain what? You lied to me Rachel." Quinn stormed to where her pants were draped across the breakfast bar and jerked them on angrily.

"Please give me a chance to explain..." Rachel stumbled with her word. Quinn jerked on her shirt and stomped to the backdoor slamming it open against the wall.

"Where are you going?" Rachel asked barely above the whisper a tear slipping down her face as Quinn disappeared outside.

I hope you guys like it. So the truth is out, but don't worry, all will be alright...

Ink