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Chapter 11

Rachel walked over the threshold and slammed the door shut. Not even bothering to say hello to both of her Dad's, she ran upstairs and locked herself in the bathroom. She sat on the edge of the bath with her face in her hands. Why did I have to run off, she thought to herself, if I hadn't maybe this would all be sorted by now? I could tell her I didn't want to kiss her and she'd say she felt the same, end of. However, as much Rachel told herself that this was the outcome of the situation, she knew it wasn't.

"Rachel," Hiram said quietly from the other side of the door as not to startle the girl.

"Dad, I'm fine, don't worry about me."

"But I am worried; you're still my precious little girl you know."

Rachel smiled. She would always be loved by both of her dads. She always had a safe home to return to after all the endless bitching and fighting and just plain complicatedness of life.

"Is it Finn? I know you don't approve of violence but the baseball bat is still under the couch."

Rachel jumped up, crossed the bathroom and opened the door with a frown upon her face.

"Just kidding baby girl, give us a hug and tell us what's wrong. Please?"

However, Rachel completely ignored what her dad had just said as she was still more hung up about the baseball bat still being under the couch.

"Dad you promised you'd move it, you scared Finn enough with it once already you don't need to do it again."

Hiram smiled as if reminiscing in that fateful evening.

Rachel had invited Finn over for dinner. Dinner went swimmingly it was after that that went completely pear shaped. Both Leroy and Hiram offered to get the pair some ice cream so disappeared out for half an hour or so; on their return they found Finn topless lying flat out on top of Rachel, clearly asleep. Rachel wasn't too bothered as she was half asleep as well but it started to get a little uncomfortable for her as Finn was nearly twice her body weight. Hiram had tiptoed into the room grabbing the baseball bat from the umbrella basket (in case of a burglary) ran into the living and shouted, "Freeze give me all your money!"

Finn flew off of Rachel and stood with his hands above his head, eyes screwed up so much that it gave him a headache. The next thing Finn heard was a raucous laughter and his eyes slowly opened and then widened at the scene that greeted him.

Rachel was perched on the edge of the couch head in her hands laughing uncontrollably. Hiram and Leroy were pretty much the only reason the other was standing. They were leaning hard on each other's shoulders just about propping themselves upright in a full flow of laughter.

Coming back to reality Hiram noticed that Rachel was still scowling.

"Okay honey I'm sorry I'll get rid of it but what if he's asleep on the stairs, I can't get it from the umbrella basket can I, it'll wake him. Oh, I know, I'll hide one in every room of the house," he said grinning.

"Dad, it is not funny, have you not noticed he hasn't been here since."

"Yeah, I had noticed, I'm just teasing you."

Rachel knew that he cared really even if he did enjoy terrorizing her boyfriends.

"Is it him though honey?"

"No, no dad it's not Finn. It's nothing okay, I promise."

Hiram smiled and headed for the stairs, just as his foot was on the bottom step Rachel yelled, "Thanks dad."

His smile grew wider and he walked through to the living room.

Puck dropped Quinn off home at roughly half past six in the evening and promised that he'd sort something out between Rachel and herself as soon as he could.

Quinn dumped her back on one of the many living room couches and shouted to her mum. At first there was no reply and then suddenly her mum came bustling in with several drinks on a tray.

"Look Quinnie I learnt how to make non alcoholic cocktails."

Judy looked incredibly pleased with herself.

"Oh, wow, great mum."

As unconvinced as Quinn sounded, she couldn't be happier that her mum had finally got over the drinking problem. Just as Judy put the tray down on the coffee table Quinn pulled her mum into a tight embrace and never wanted to let go.

A little bewildered but flattered all the same Judy hugged her daughter back stroking her golden hair and brushing it behind her ears.

"What's the matter? Is it a guy? Oh my God you're not pregnant are you? Look we can go to the shops right away, this shouldn't be left Quinnie. We'll get a couple of the really good pregnancy tests just to make sure. Wait, have you already taken the test. Oh of course you have what am I thinking. Who was it this time, that Puck kid again? Or Finn, no of course not, if his little swimmers have as much brains as he does then they have no hope. Maybe it's Sam. Quinnie how often do you get around? Are you going to keep it? Oh, what am I going to do with you, you can't keep your legs shut for five minutes."

Quinn couldn't take all this information in at once. She took a wild step back from her mum and tried to put an end to her mad ramblings.

"Mum," but Judy was still too carried away.

"Is it a boy, is it a girl? It could be twins, no, triplets! How long have you known that you're, well, you know? I wonder how much weight you'll put on this time. You're maternity clothes are all upstairs still, I know I said I threw them out but I kept a few just in case the worse happened again."

"Mum, stop it! I'm not pregnant and I can't believe you kept my maternity clothes. I made that mistake once okay; it won't happen again I promise."

Judy, a little breathless by this time, stopped talking. A huge grin crept across her face and she fell back onto the couch exhausted.

"I knew you wouldn't have got pregnant again. You're such a sensible girl and…"

Judy stopped as she saw the sceptical look on Quinn's face.

"You just said that I never keep my legs shut and that you kept my maternity clothes just in case the worse happened, so don't try and pretend that you believe in me."

Judy blushed, "Okay, you're right, but I'm your mum okay and I want to protect you, no matter what happens."

Quinn smiled and sank down into the couch opposite.

"So what is it then sweetie," she said after taking a few sips of her non alcoholic beverage.

"Oh, it's nothing, just some stuff that happened at the party."

Judy was intrigued by this and wanted to find out more but without being too obvious.

"What happened then? Did you have sex with a guy?" Great subtly Judy Fabray, she thought to herself.

Quinn scowled and said, "No mum actually I did not have sex with a guy I made love with a girl until the cows came home."

Judy's face froze. What was this, she thought to herself? Her daughter wasn't gay. No of course she wasn't getting knocked up was proof enough of that.

"You are, um, joking right honey?"

The expression on Quinn's face wilted a little, as much as she wished that was what happened, it was nothing like that at all; and anyway coming out to her mum like that was like leaving a bottle of Jack Daniels with a tag saying drink me on it on her mother's bed side table; a recipe for complete disaster.

"Of course I'm joking Mum, someone kissed me that was all."

Judy looked relieved.

There was a question sitting at the back of Quinn's head that she wanted to voice so much but she didn't want her world to completely crumble down around her all over again. She tried to bite her tongue, but the overwhelming sensation to find out the answer burned inside of her. Before she realised, the words had escaped her mouth.

"If I was, I'm not by the way, but if I was, um, yeah, you know, with a girl, or liked a girl or whatever, would that, would it matter to you? Would you um, still love me?"

Judy had a puzzled expression on her face. Truthfully Judy didn't agree with same sex couples but then everything had been dictated to her by her ex-husband, so in all honesty Judy hadn't got a clue about how she'd feel. She could see Quinn was getting anxious as she was sitting a little slouched and twiddling her thumbs. There is obviously something deeper going on here, Judy thought to herself, but she wasn't sure she was ready to hear whatever Quinn had to say, but more importantly she didn't want to make Quinn feel any more uncomfortable than she already did.

Beckoning her daughter over to her she put her now empty glass down on the table and put her arm around Quinn, bringing them closer to each other. At first Quinn was tense but she soon relaxed under the soothing arm of her mother.

"Quinnie, I'll be honest okay," she gulped but continued, "Your father dictated everything to me, everything he believed I believed. Since he's been gone I haven't really thought about forming my own opinions because I haven't really needed to. However, your fathers thought same sex couples were a sin and for a time I thought the same too, but since you've brought the question to light; I honestly don't know how I feel about it. I've never had the chance to form my own decision before and now I do. Don't worry though Quinnie, whatever happens I'll always love you and you'll always have a roof over your head no matter what."

"Thanks mum."

Judy let herself ease back into the couch holding her beautiful daughter in her arms. It was times like these that Judy lived for. So what if Quinn was gay or liked girls or liked just a girl. It doesn't matter because she's my daughter, Judy thought, and I'm going to everything in my power to protect her. That kid Kurt at Quinn's school is gay and he is happy, there's nothing wrong with him or his family, it's not a sin just because he loves someone. That's like saying being a vegetarian is a sin; just because it's different, it doesn't make it wrong. Yes, my mind is made up, she thought to herself.

"You know what Quinn, I don't need time to think about that question you asked me, I have an answer."

Quinn held her breath. She was worried.

"I'll love you for whoever you love Quinn and whoever you want to be with makes me happy so long as you're happy. So yes if you wanted to date a girl or whatever that would be fine with me. I'll be honest, it's something I've never experienced before so I wouldn't know how to react at first, but I'd learn okay, and I'd try to do my best."

Quinn beamed at her mum but quickly stifled it into a warm comforting smile.

At that precise moment Quinn's phone beeped. Pulling it from her pocket and looking at the screen she realised that she'd had two missed calls and a text from Puck.

Quinn made to stand up and said, "I should probably reply to this."

Judy just nodded and said, "Whatever you want honey. You hungry? I'll cook us some dinner."

"That'd be great mum."

Judy watched her daughter get up and walk to the living room door, her daughter turned and smiled at her.

"I'm here when you want to talk about it, okay?" Judy said in a very comforting a reassuring voice.

Quinn smiled and headed to her room.

Her heart would not stop beating. Quinn read the text to herself over and over again to make sure that it wasn't a trick of the light.

"Finn is coming over to mine tomorrow afternoon from 12-3, I told Rachel to meet you at that smoothie bar we went to earlier. Hold back the applause I already know I'm a genius, but you owe me big time! Hope all goes well."

After texting Puck back saying, "You already owe me about 345687654 smoothies so let's call it quits hey," Quinn flung herself onto the bed holding her phone to her chest.

If only Rachel could feel how quickly Quinn's heart was beating for her now.

Quinn woke up incredibly early the next day, she had a lot to prepare but in a very subtle way. She needed to look presentable but alluring without looking over the top. She needed to know what she was going to say without acting like she rehearsed it. Who was she kidding; Quinn was so excited about meeting Rachel later she ran downstairs into the kitchen still in her pj's nearly knocking her mother flying.

"Well someone's in a good mood today," Judy laughed.

"No, I'm just, ah okay who am I kidding I'm really happy mum."

Judy just smiled, when Quinn was ready to tell her what was going on she would, but until then she wasn't going to push it. She'd only just got her daughter back; she didn't want to push her away again.

"Could you give me a lift to the smoothie bar for about 12 please?"

"Sure honey, call me when you're ready."

At half past eleven Quinn came bounding down the stairs in a flowing knee length white flowery dress and a small banana yellow cardigan draped over her shoulders. She was also wearing flat white shoes that almost mimicked a ballerina's. Her hair that had grown a lot in the last year was scruffily plaited to the right side of her head.

"You look stunning Quinnie, whoever you're meeting must be one special person."

Quinn blushed and in her head was thinking that Rachel was indeed one special person.

Judy pulled up to a flower shop hopefully giving Quinn a subtle hint about her 'meet-up' in about ten minutes time; however she made an excuse for stopping here.

"I'll drop you here as I don't want you to feel like I'm intruding."

"Hey, of course you're not intruding mum."

Quinn leaned across from her seat kissed her mum on the cheek and undid her seat belt. If Quinn was totally honesty she was incredibly nervous and had no idea of what was going to happen or what was going to be said.

Seeing the look on her daughter's face Judy said, "Stop worrying it'll be fine and whatever happens I'll be at home waiting with ice cream whether it's a good or bad outcome, okay."

Quinn loved how laid back her mum was since her dad had left, it was as if she was finally free to be who she wanted to be and feel what she wanted to feel.

Opening the car door Quinn jumped out.

"Here take this," Judy handed Quinn $20. "Treat yourselves, do something nice."

"Thank-you mum," Quinn truly meant it, she'd never felt as secure and as safe at home as she did now, she knew that no matter what happened there would be two amazing people to fall back on, Puck and her mum.

Judy tried to brush the gratitude aside but Quinn insisted her mum acknowledge it, "I'm serious mum, thank-you, thank-you for everything."

Standing on the side walk Quinn watched her mum pull away from the curb and drive swiftly out of sight. She looked up at the flower shop and debated whether to take some or not. Better not, she thought, it's not as if it's a date it's just, a mutual meet up thing.

As Quinn neared the smoothie bar she could already see Rachel. Rachel was standing awkwardly looking at her feet holding a small black handbag in her hand. She was wearing a typical animal sweater and a knee length black skirt. Although Quinn was still too far away to see which animal was on her sweater her senses told her that it would be a Koala. Rachel associated Koala's with summer which is rather ironic seeing summer is usually incredibly hot yet she seemed to dress as if it was the middle of winter. Quinn pushed the thought aside and walked closer to Rachel her heart beating louder and quicker with each nearing step.

Just a few metres from reaching Rachel, Rachel looked up and noticed the blonde. A feeble smile crossed her face but she immediately diminished it.

Rachel blushed and stuttered a hurried, "Hi."

"Hey," Quinn replied.

They stood awkwardly for a few minutes until Quinn asked, "Shall we grab a seat then, we look rather antisocial otherwise."

"Oh yeah, course," Rachel replied, her cheeks flashing a deep magenta colour again.

Quinn strolled over to her favourite vacated seat of the outdoor smoothie bar. Rachel smiled at Quinn but stopped as soon as Quinn noticed.

Inside both of the girls, past the fluttering hearts and the rampant butterflies they both knew that it was going to be a long yet interesting day.

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