Chapter title is a good old song from 1993 by Mariah Carey entitled Hero. Great song, which basically fits the entire story lol. This chapter isn't going to be all that "friendly" just say, you've been warned.

Helpless
Chapter 11 – Hero

It had been two hours since Lisa had departed, leaving just Quinn and Rachel alone in the hospital room. Quinn's head was resting peacefully on Rachel's shoulder as the smaller diva ran her fingers through the blonde strands. The brunette learned from their encounter a few nights prior that singing allows the blonde to completely relax.

It's a long road
When you face the world alone
No one reaches out a hand
For you to hold
You can find love
If you search within yourself
And the emptiness you felt
Will disappear…

Rachel kept her words soft. The last thing she wanted to do was wake the sleeping blonde. She'd been through numerous scenarios in her head as to how she could help Quinn. All of them led back to the same solution. Show her what it meant to be loved.

The diva was just as confused as Quinn was with the entire situation. She knew she should hate the blonde for how she'd treated her over the last two years. But that was one thing her fathers' had always taught her: forgive and forget. Forgetting wasn't something Rachel could do easily. Forgiving though, that was a term that coursed through Rachel Berry's veins. She wasn't sure she could forget the names and slushies that were thrown her way, but now, she'd come to understand where it all came from. She never held grudges against anybody for the way she was treated. It was pointless to do so.

Rachel understood what it was like to be scared. Not only scared for your feelings, but scared for your own well being. Each day when the brunette would walk through the front doors of McKinley High School, she never knew what kind of day it would be. She never knew if her shoulders would make friends with the lockers, or if her ears would become acquainted with a new 'term of endearment' thrown her direction.

Rachel often wondered why she was never the one on the hospital bed fighting for the life she tried to take. She always wondered why she never snapped after the constant assault. Then she'd simply tell herself that she was better than them. She wouldn't give in to them. All of her tormentors were probably just as broken as Quinn. They needed some way to lash out to try and push aside their own problems. It was a defense mechanism. Hurt others before you yourself become hurt. Rachel knew and understood that. Even more so now that she held a very broken Head Bitch in Charge in her arms.

"Where's my daughter?"

The small teen carefully pulled herself out from under Quinn to go to the door at the sound of a man's irate voice. "Sir, please, Quinn's sleeping right now. She needs all the rest she can get." Rachel came to the door just in time to see a nurse step in front of a man she knew as Russell Fabray.

"What exactly don't you understand about I want to see my daughter?" He moved to step around her when he spotted Rachel. "If I can't see my daughter then why is that abomination in there?"

The nurse held her ground, as did Rachel. It wasn't the first time Russell insulted her about her fathers. She doubted it would be the last too. "You must be Quinn's father." Both the nurse and Rachel were thankful when Lisa turned the corner to confront the man.

"Yes I am. Who are you?"

"Lisa Sheaffer. The hospital's psychologist. Perhaps we can go somewhere private to talk?"

Russell refused to shake her hand when she offered it to him out of courtesy. Lisa wasn't surprised, she already had a feeling he would be like that. "Fine. Can't get much more private then my daughter's room."

Lisa was hesitant before nodding. He did have a point. Quinn's room would offer the kind of privacy required for their conversation. The psychologist shot and apologetic look to Rachel before leading the man into the room. Rachel didn't hesitate in following them into the room as well. She definitely wanted to hear what he had to say.

"This is family business. Why don't you go back home." The older man addressed Rachel in the nicest tone of voice he could muster.

Quinn shifted in her bed. She awoke instantly after Rachel got up. "She's not going anywhere dad." She reached out her hand for Rachel, which she gladly took and resumed her seat on the bed beside Quinn.

"That's exactly why I don't want her in here. She's tainting you further with the gay genes that infest her body." Russell turned to Lisa for help. "She's not immediate family. I want her gone."

Lisa raised her hands in personal defense and shook her head. "Quinn is old enough to make her own decisions on that. If she says Rachel stays, then Rachel stays."

"She's not even in the right state of mind to be making decisions like that. This is a private affair."

"I can assure you Mr. Fabray, Quinn is very much aware about what's going on." Lisa paused. "And as are we."

"Oh really?" He snapped. "What exactly are you aware of then?"

"The fact that the hospital has been trying to contact you since day one of Quinn being admitted here. And that you were informed of her near death experience. Why did you want until you received word of her waking up to make an appearance?" Lisa folded her arms over her chest and stared down the man in front of her. She wasn't about to allow him to intimidate her.

Russell's blood started to boil. "I couldn't exactly drop everything I was doing."

"I'm sorry sir, but if my daughter was in the hospital, I'd drop everything for her."

"Why isn't she being taken to Meadow Haven right now? She needs help and obviously you aren't providing it for her. My daughter is sick! And spending more time around…" he motioned his hands to Rachel, "that isn't helping!"

"I'm not even sure what you're referring to Mr. Fabray. There's nothing wrong with Quinn, other than depression, suicidal thoughts, and pain in her thigh from the stitches."

Rachel subconsciously leaned closer to Quinn during Russell's outbreak. It didn't go unnoticed by Russell though as Quinn to the initiative to interlock her fingers with Rachel's. "That's exactly what I'm talking about right there!"

Lisa looked at the girls a little perplexed. "They have feelings for one another." Both girls blushed at her words. "What's the big deal about that?"

"Get off of my daughter you little Satan spawn."

Russell reached out to grab for Rachel but was stopped when Quinn finally snapped. "Enough!" She could handle the verbal assault against her, but the minute it became directed to Rachel she had to act. Russell recoiled his hand quickly. "This," she looked at Rachel, "Satan spawn is the person you should be thanking right now. If it wasn't for her, you wouldn't even have a daughter anymore." She shook her head a few times to gather her thoughts. "She was there when you kicked me out. You kicked me out because I was happen and found love."

"It's not possible to-"

"-I'm not done!" Quinn's voice became a little louder. Her tone completely changed as well. Quinn's walls were quickly being rebuilt and she was regaining full control of her HBIC persona. "Not once since you walked in here have you asked how I was feeling. Not once since you walked in here have you even said my name. Yes, I might be your daughter, but I prefer to be referred to as my name. Especially by a man who hardly counts as a father. This is the first time I've seen you in three months. I'm actually a little shocked. Not so much by the fact that you've come here to try to send me away. No, that doesn't surprise me. What surprises me is the fact you pulled yourself away from your wine just to degrade Rachel and I. I guess I feel honored that you found time to even do that."

Russell's facial features clenched up, but he bit his tongue. "We can just forget all of this happened Quinn and when the hospital releases you, you can come home and repent for your sins."

Quinn took a deep breath and sat there in silence as if she was really considering his ideas. "I will go home when the hospital releases me." She turned to look at Rachel who had a shocked look on her face. "With Leroy and Hiram Berry. They, along with Rachel, opened their home to me, no questions asked. I feel safer there then I ever did at home." Russell opened his mouth to speak again but was but off by Quinn. "I think you need to go now. I'm kind of tired and you woke me up."

Silence once again overcame the room. Each girl waiting for Russell to make his move. "I never want to see you again Quinn. You had your chance to live a normal life and this is your choice. You'll have to live with all the consequences of it." And he was gone. The moment the room's door closed Quinn released the shaky breath she didn't realize she'd been holding.

"Are you okay?" Lisa rested her hand on Quinn's shoulder, drawing her attention away from Rachel.

"Yea, I'm okay." She wasn't lying, she was fine. As fine as she could be with the fact that now other people saw what kind of parents she was 'blessed' with. "I didn't think he'd actually show up here."

The older brunette smiled warmly at Quinn before pulling some papers from her folder. "I think these are what you were after early."

Quinn's eyes lit up as she read 'Right of Emancipation' across the top of the page. "Thank you so much Lisa." The older woman just nodded before leaving the room to leave Rachel and Quinn alone.

"You'll have your freedom soon Quinn." Rachel let her head rest on Quinn's shoulder and looked at the papers in the blonde's hands.

Quinn nodded. "Yea, freedom." She was already scared. What if it wasn't granted to her and her father, being the vindictive person he was, decided to go after the Berry men for kidnapping his daughter and brainwashing her. She shook her head and allowed herself to smile as she rested her head on Rachel's shoulder. "I'm going to be free from them."

So, next chapter will probably be Quinn going home, next chapter after that should be her going back to school to face her demons. Which I've already got that chapter planned out in my head. Look for the next chapter soon.

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