Title: From Bad To Worse . . .
Chapter: Eleven
Author: Cyn
Summary: Kurt and Rachel wake up in the same bed together. Yes, you read that right, Kurt and Rachel wake up in bed together. WTF happened last night?
Catergory: UA
Warning: This evil little story comes from the mind of Frank. For those of you who are unfamiliar with "Donnie Darko", Google 'Frank the Bunny', and you will see what lives in my head and, on occasion, forces me to write evil fanfiction. This story is no exception. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!
Disclaimer: Not real. Lies, I tell you. Complete and utter lies. ;)
Author's Notes: Constructive criticism always welcome. Flame on if you must, but I tend to be fire retardant. Besides, I don't offend easily and I usually just delete what I don't like anyway, so why waste time and energy.
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And now, on with the story. . .
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"I'm Home!" Rachel called as she closed the front door.
"Sweetie." Hiram said smiling as he entered the living room from the kitchen. "How was your appointment?"
"It was so amazing." Rachel said excitedly. "And, guess what this is?" She held up the DVD Dr. Morganstern had given her.
"No idea."
"Dr. Morganstern recorded my sonogram today." Rachel said bouncing. "This is the video the doctor made for me. Want to see?"
"Definitely." Hiram said hugging Rachel. "Let me get your Dad first."
Rachel went to the DVD player and inserted the disc. She qued up the video and paused it.
"Leon?" Hiram called. "Come and see, Sweetheart."
"What's all the excitement?" Leon asked descending the stairs.
"Daddy." Rachel said. "Look."
Rachel started the video. She was marveled at the baby on the bigger TV screen. It was so much clearer than the tiny screen at the doctor's office.
"What are we seeing, Love?" Leon said in a rather clipped tone. Rachel chose to ignore.
"Can't you tell?" Rachel beamed. "It's the baby, Daddy. Isn't she beautiful?"
"So, you know it's a girl, now?"
"No." Rachel said distractedly. "We want to be surprised."
"It would make more sense to know the child's gender so you don't buy things that are gender specific only to have to return them later." Leon lectured.
"Everything that Kurt and I have for the baby is gender neutral." Rachel explained. "Once the baby is born, then we'll buy stuff that is more gender specific."
"But, wouldn't you rather have everything perfect for the baby before its born?" Leon asked. "You know, a perfect little pink room for a girl or baby blue for a boy."
"Kurt and I found two perfect colors for the nursery - pale green and yellow." Rachel countered. "The crib is oak. The crib set is zoo animals. The mobile is zoo animals. The changing table pad is zoo animals." She looked at Hiram and frowned. "We went to Sheets and Things and even found a diaper pail that has zoo animals on it."
"Zoo animals?"
"Yes, Daddy." Rachel huffed. "Zoo animals." Leon rolled his eyes. "What is your problem with this, Daddy?"
"My 16 year old daughter is pregnant." Leon quipped. "Why would I have a problem with this?"
"I don't think that's what it is, Daddy." Rachel sniffed. "You act like we did this on purpose. Or, that it's a personal afront to you." Leon pursed his lips but said nothing. "And there's more to it than even that. You treat Kurt like something you scraped off your shoe. Like he's scum. And, it's really starting to piss me off."
"Rachel?" Hiram scolded. "Language."
"I'm sorry, Dad." Rachel said. "But, it's true. Do you have a problem with me being pregnant or that I'm pregnant with Kurt's child?"
"Rachel, what are you talking about?" Hiram asked looking from Rachel to Leon and back.
"Do you have a problem with me being pregnant with Kurt's child, Daddy? Is that what this is all about?" Rachel said.
"That's absurd, Ra -." Hiram began.
"Yes, I do, as a matter of fact." Leon said interupting Hiram. "It's bad enough that you're sixteen and pregnant, but he's a fa-." Leon stopped before he said the word, but Rachel already knew what he meant.
"Fag?" Rachel asked. "Oh my God, Daddy. Is that what you were going to say?" Leon closed his mouth and turned away from Rachel and his husband. "Daddy?"
"Leon?" Hiram said his voice shaky and small.
"I know how it sounds." Leon said. "I know how wrong it is, but I can't get it out of my head." He turned around to face his daughter and husband once again. "Rachel, I'm sorry. Hiram, sweetheart, -."
"No, don't you dare sweetheart me." Hiram said softly. "How can you even think that way?" Leon shook his head dropping his gaze to the floor. "In case you hadn't noticed, you're married to a man. Some people would call you a fag." Hiram cleared his throat. "People have called you a fag. Called us fags. And, regardless of the idea that we supposedly own the word, that we can use it when no one else can, it's an ugly word, a hateful word, and for you to even think of another person in that way isn't just wrong, it's repugnant. I don't even know you right now."
"Baby -."
"No." Hiram whispered. "Rachel, Sweetie, why don't you go to your room and get some rest." He turned back to Leon. "You're father and I have a few things to discuss." Rachel looked at her fathers tears streaming down her face. "Go on, Love." Hiram said coax her along. "I'll be up to check on you in a few minutes."
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Rachel sat in her room listening to her fathers argue downstairs. The arguement wasn't loud or anything. Rachel knew from experience that it wouldn't get loud. He fathers always argued in stage whispers. She had taken it for what it was before today. That they were just letting off steam about whatever disagreement they were having. It never lasted long and within a few minutes one or even both of them would be at her door smiling and happy and ready to be a family again.
This time was different. Rachel could feel it. It frightened her. Neither of her fathers had ever looked at the other the way Hiram had looked at Leon just a few minutes ago. Anger mixed with pain. It was new and Rachel was terrified of what would come of the "conversation" her fathers were having at this very moment. She laid down on her bed and tried to rest.
Hours passed before she woke up drooling on her pillow. She didn't know what had awakened her then she heard her phone vibrating on the bedside table. She sat up, yawned and picked up the phone.
"Hello." She said softly.
"Hey, Rachel." Kurt said cheefully. "Did you show the DVD to your Dads?"
"What?" Rachel said. "Um, yes. I did."
"Did they love it?" Kurt asked all excited. "Dad, is over the moon. He acts all gruff, you know, but I can tell. I thought Carole was going to cry. Finn just got kind of quiet. Do you think it's because of Beth? I do. I think that he's kind of reliving everything that happened with Quinn and Puck and all. And, Blaine kind of stared at it all starry-eyed. He kinda thinks of her as his, too. I hope you don't mind. I mean he's going to be in her life, so I want him to be involved, you know." He paused to take a much needed breath. "Rachel? Are you still there? Are you even listening to me?"
"I'm sorry, Kurt." Rachel said in a small voice that didn't even sound like her own.
"What's wrong?" Kurt asked immediately concerned. "What's happened? Is it the baby?"
"No, no." Rachel said. "The baby's fine. I'm fine. It's my Dads. They're fighting."
"About?"
"Something my Dad said about - um -" Rachel bit her bottom lip, "about you actually."
"So, what'd Leon say?" Kurt asked matter of factly.
"How'd you know it was Daddy?" Rachel said.
"Because Hiram treats me like a long lost son and Leon, well, Leon treats me like the kid who knocked up his daughter." Kurt said sarcastically.
"He used the 'F' word." Rachel whispered.
"Fuck?" Kurt questioned.
"No, Kurt." Rachel said. "He called you a - a fag."
"Pot meet kettle - he's black, litterall as well as figuratively." Kurt quipped.
"It isn't funny." Rachel said angrily. She could feel the tears that had been threatening burning her eyes.
"Do you want me to come over?" Kurt asked. "I can whisk you away for a little while." He paused. "We're doing pizza and movie night. I don't think anyone would have a problem with you joining us."
"That actually sounds really good." Rachel said. "Oh, I think the baby likes the idea of pizza. She just kicked me."
"Really?" Kurt said his voice full of the same wonder that she heard at the doctor's office earlier in the day.
"Yeah." Rachel said.
"I'm coming to get you then." Kurt said. "Be forewarned, Finn is picking the movies, so we can be assured of a night of car chases and explosions."
"Sounds like Heaven over the tension that I know is going to be prevelant in this house for awhile." Rachel said. "I'll meet you out front."
"I'll be there in like 10 minutes tops." Kurt said. "Bye."
"Bye." Rachel smiled.
She hung up her phone and started gathering her purse and jacket. She slipped her feet into her shoes and steeled herself before she headed toward the stairs and her Dads in the livingroom below.