Rachel's POV
I watched Quinn sleeping in my arms. She always looked so peaceful when she is sleeping. Her bandaged arm lay across my stomach as we lay on her hospital bed. In a few days, Quinn would be released from the Lima Hospital Psych Ward. Her scars and her psyche seemed to be healing, though one a little slower than the other.
Quinn had insisted that no one at school know why she was in the hospital. The only people that had been allowed to see her were me, my Dads, her Mom and Mr. Schue. Mr. Schue told Glee Club only what Quinn had allowed him to, that she was in the hospital but doing fine and didn't want any visitors. So far, everyone respected Mr. Schue enough to leave Quinn alone.
At school I kept her secret and pretended not to know anything about why she was in the hospital, despite the roomers floating around. Thanks to Jacob Ben Israel and his blog, speculation ranged from Quinn getting hit by a bus to getting food poisoning at Breadstix.
Quinn snuggled closer to me as she slowly woke up. I kissed the top of her head and she sighed contently. In about five minutes visiting hours would be over, and I would have to leave. I studied her features as she opened her eyes. Her face wore no trace of the stress that had haunted her in past weeks. Her angel-like face turned up to mine and our eyes met.
"Hi," she sighed.
"Hi gorgeous," I replied, kissing her.
"Sorry I fell asleep."
"It's okay. I like watching you sleep."
Quinn nuzzled my neck and planted a few kisses along my neck like.
"I love you," Quinn sighed into her kisses.
"I love you," I whispered back.
"So, it's true," Judy Fabray said from the doorway. Quinn bolted upright, wide-eyed with fear. How long had she been standing there? How much had she seen? But the look on Judy's face wasn't anger or malice, it was more confusion and sadness. My dads stood behind Judy. Hiram placed a comforting hand on her shoulder.
"How long has this been going on?" Judy asked.
Quinn froze.
I spoke up, "A little over a year."
"And… and you love each other?" Judy asked.
"Yes," Quinn squeaked out. We waited for an explosion, anger, the inevitable 'get out of my house' type response, but it never came.
"Well…okay then," Judy said as she slowly walked towards the bed and enveloped Quinn in a hug.
"You…you're okay with this?" Quinn said with disbelief. I looked on with amazement.
"Well, the Berrys helped…explain a few things to me. Oh, honey, all I've ever wanted is for you to be happy. All that 'sinner' stuff was your father, it never sat well with me. I love you, you're still my daughter. And obviously you have good taste," Judy took my hand and gave it a squeeze. I smiled back at her and exhaled a breath I didn't know I had been holding. "Well, we'll leave you two to say your goodbyes, visiting time is almost over," Judy said. She turned and left with my fathers.
Quinn turned to me with tears in her eyes. I pulled her into my embrace and she let go of the tears and anxiety and fear she had been holding in for years. My tears, ones of relief, joined hers. Her mom knows now, and our world didn't crumble. In fact, our world is strengthened. The next step, Glee.
