"Okay Beth, you remember the drill?" Quinn asked, holding the elevator door open for her daughter.

Her daughter, brilliantly devious as only the child of herself and Rachel could be, nodded. "Play with Harper and find out what's going on with Charlie and Santana."

"And have fun." Quinn added as an afterthought. She wasn't an asshole, she just really needed to figure out what was going on. Santana was shutting her out and Charlie wouldn't tell her anything. She had to do something.

Beth grinned. "I'll have more fun once I get my new iPhone." She looked at her mom pointedly. She liked her cousin, she was just much better at keeping secrets if she had some motivation.

Quinn shook her head, this was probably in the Bad Parenting 101 handbook, but Santana had stopped answering her texts and she didn't know what else to do. "And if your mom asks?"

"Grandpa got it for me, for getting an A in class," Beth says with a pleased smile.

Quinn glanced around for a moment, "That's my girl," Quinn smiles as they approach Charlie's door. She's about to knock on the door when she pauses and steps back and pushes her daughter in front of her. Charlie might be irritated and she was far too old to be getting into fights with her. She really needed to rethink this parenting thing, because using your kid as a shield was a bit much even for her. She was about to take a step in front of Beth when the door swings open and Charlie pokes her head out.

"Quinn, my only niece which makes you my favorite," Charlie says holding up her hand for Beth to give her a high five. She glanced at her sister for a moment and then raised a brow. Beth was here to make sure that she didn't kick Quinn's ass. "Harper's reading in her room."

Beth grinned and slipped past her aunt glad at least that she got to play with Harper today.

Charlie waited until Beth was out of earshot. "What are you doing here?"

"Can't I show up at my favorite twin's home unannounced?" Quinn shrugged like this was a regular occurrence. Maybe if she acted like it was, Charlie had enough brain damage that she would believe her.

"Bullshit. What are you up to?"

"Your daughter mentioned that the washing machine or the dryers made your clothes smell funny, I'm the property manager and I'm just finally getting around to it now," Quinn said pulling that from the memory banks.

Charlie eyed her twin for a moment, before rolling her eyes and shaking her head. "I guess it's a good thing you showed up anyway, I wanted to talk to you about moving to another area. I want to send Harper to a better school."

Quinn nods immediately slipping on her business face, she could do this and talk about business with Charlie it would make it easier to get a few answers out of her. She couldn't remember the days that Charlie had wanted to talk to her. "What neighborhood were you looking at? I'll see if our parents have any openings available for you and Harper. I mean I can make some room so it's no big deal."

"I was thinking of moving into Santana's neighborhood, I got a bit of a raise so I was thinking that I could afford it." Charlie admits.

Quinn snorts, and then tries to cover that up with a cough. She didn't mean to laugh. "Santana's neighborhood is impossible. What about somewhere close to Mom and Dad, I could—"

"What do you mean impossible?" Charlie shook her head. "I thought you were supposed to be some sort of property goddess or whatever you call yourself."

Quinn cracked her neck, apparently this wasn't about to be easy. "Santana's neighborhood is one of the most expensive in the city. I could maybe find you a studio apartment, but it will cost four times what you're paying here." When Charlie's face falls she sighs. "I suppose I could ask dad to buy a property and—"

"No, none of that. I want to do this on my own. Well it doesn't have to be Santana's neighborhood, but maybe the same school district, you can work that can't you?"

"What's the budget?" Quinn asked. Santana had been bugging her about buying a building in her neighborhood for years. But the posh residential area had never held much interest to her father's investment portfolio. Maybe this could get him to change his mind.

Charlie frowned. She hated that her parents were her landlord, but it was the best she could do. "Um, maybe a thousand?" It would be stretching it a little tight, but she was pretty confident she could consistently make rent. She could start fighting more regularly again, so long as Artie continued to pay her five thousand a fight, she could fight once a week or every second week. "A thousand for now?"

Quinn frowned, "Charlie you need to be realistic, mom and dad won't mind helping you move into a better area, they've been pestering you to do that for years—" Charlie gave her a look and she sighed. "If you want to move into Santana's neighborhood, then talk to Santana about moving in. Her place is big enough for the three of you. But I would suggest mating first." She shuddered at the idea of anyone living with Santana. Her best friend was not known for an easy going attitude. "If you can manage that." She muttered under her breath.

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?"

"It means that I can't figure out what your problem is. Santana—okay, she's my best friend, yes, but she's insane—"

"Watch it."

"—but she's got good qualities too. She's smart and passionate and you could do a hell of alot worse at your age. So why aren't you mated?" Quinn asked, letting the frustration into her voice. She had noticed that Charlie had immediately leapt to Santana's defense. They had most definitely mated or at the very least had sex. Charlie's reaction confirmed it. "Look, you want to take it slow for Harper's sake, I get that but we're talking about a year. In a year, you aren't thinking about moving in with Santana, you're thinking about moving closer to Santana. There's slow and there is glacial. Guess which one you're moving at?"

"I'm the alpha, I should be able to provide for my family. Rachel's successful and even though you work for mom and dad, you can provide for your family when Rachel's not working. I want to be a good alpha like dad taught us." Charlie explained before standing up.

"Oh." Quinn mumbled and looked at her twin. She flushes in embarrassment that actually made sense. "I'll look for a place for you and see if I can get you a discount." When Charlie opens her mouth to protest she immediately places her hands up. "Not from mom and dad, I do run a successful property management company."

"Fine," Charlie sighs and tilts her head for a moment before looking at Quinn again. "I'm going to make some mac and cheese for the girls. Do you want anything?"

Quinn crinkled her nose, "Is it the chemical cheese stuff?" she asked.

"I'll get you a glass of water then."

"—and they went to the museum and looked at dinosaurs. Harper says there were even dinosaurs that could fly."

Quinn scratched her brow. This is what she got for sending in her seven year old. "Did she say anything about Aunt Charlie and Santana?"

"Oh." Beth nodded, as if just remembering. "Yeah. Charlie likes Santana a lot and Harper does too."

"She does?" Quinn asked hope creeping into her voice.

"Yeah," Beth said with a smile. "Harper wants to be a family."

Quinn grinned. This was better than she expected. Maybe her twin wasn't so useless after all. "So they should be mating soon, maybe we should throw them a party—"

"No. Harper said it would probably be a long time since they tried and it didn't work at first."

Quinn blinked. "What?"

Beth shrugged. "She said Charlie can't mate with people because something bad happened to her. Is that true? Can omegas do that?"

"Omegas have always had the ability to sever the bond. Only an omega can do it. It's how they protect themselves, but we're alphas we don't need—what do you mean something bad happened to Charlie?"

Beth shrugged again, "Harper doesn't know, I thought you would know. I don't know what could be so bad that you wouldn't be able to mate with your omega?"

"I—" Quinn stopped, this was going into uncharted territory and she really needed to discuss this with Rachel. She wasn't quite sure herself. "I don't know," Quinn admits and pauses. She hadn't expected this. She had expected some gossip, to see if Charlie and Santana were arguing and being ridiculous again. "Beth, we're going to the store and I'm going to buy you an iPhone and you're going to forget what Harper told you."

Beth frowned, "Why?"

"Because hopefully I'll have a long time before you decide you're going to mate." She teased, poking her daughter playfully despite the gears in her mind turning quickly. Beth didn't need to worry about whatever was happening, but Quinn had a sickening feeling that there was far more to whatever was going on than she had ever thought.