Chapter 14: Parents
As the adrenalin slowly leaked from Santana's blood stream, her fear mounted. Her entire world was crashing down around her. Everything she had worked to build, sacrificed to achieve seemed to disperse with that stupid banner. The school had turned on Quinn when her pregnancy was revealed; using the very thing that Santana had started against her best friend. There was no telling what the school would do to them. Cheerio status or not.
Then there were her parents, who were going to be so angry when they learned about what she did. Fighting was a strict no-no in the Lopez house, which is a rule that Santana had already broken several times. The thought of being slushied for the rest of her high school career seem like a cake walk, when put next to enduring her mother's wrath.
Neither of those were worse than the pain that she was feeling for her girlfriend. It hurt her to be ousted from the closet, but at least she had been taking baby steps toward doing it herself. Quinn had only made one step towards doing that, when she told her mother. Having all of your peers knowing something that personal is different. Kids were mean, and vindictive, and didn't give a damn if they were hurting somebody else. The entire situation was making Santana cry. It was just too much for her to be feeling all at once.
In the fifteen minute that had passed, the girls had shifted their seating arrangements. Quinn was now sitting on Santana's lap, with her head was buried in the crook of her girlfriends neck. She was still sobbing quietly, which made Santana feel even worse.
Rachel was sitting sideways in Brittany's lap with her arms wrapped around the blonde's neck. Both of them were helplessly watching their distraught friends. The two of them were upset that their personal lives were being displayed in the cafeteria, but neither of them particularly cared if their peers didn't like that fact that they were in love with another girl. They knew that their friends weren't like them. For them it was a step by step process, but now they had been forced to take a flying leap it to something they weren't ready for. It saddened them to watch their friends in so much pain, and in Rachel's case angered.
Every few seconds her eyes would shift over to her ex and his new girlfriend. They both were sitting there with smirks plastered on their faces, which just enraged Rachel further. She wanted nothing more than to get up and punch the smirks off of their faces. She refrained from doing that, because she knew that would only cause more problems for them. Instead she opted to start planning their revenge out. She was not stupid. She knew that there was no way to prove that it was them behind the day's events, but that didn't mean they couldn't be punished for it.
All four of the girls jumped when the office door suddenly opened, and Judy Fabray walked through it. She took a look around the small waiting area, and then her eyes landed on her distraught slushy covered daughter. "Quinnie what happened? What is all over you girls?"
Quinn's head snapped up at her mother's voice. Barely a split second later she was off of Santana's lap on wrapped up in her mother's arms, who ignored the sticky mess that was being transferred onto her own clothing.
"Quinnie what happened?" Judy asked again, but all she received was a sob. She looked down at the three remaining girls with a questioning look.
Rachel was prepared to answer, when the office door opened again, and a blonde couple, who the girls guessed were Nikki's parents, stepped through. "Third time this week Nikki," her father said disapproving.
"It wasn't my fault daddy. We were just standing there when that savaged beast attacked us," Nikki whined, and then pointed at Santana.
"Santana," Judy said shocked.
"Good," Principle Figgins said from his office door. "Mr. and Mrs. Brice, please come in." The couple walked past Figgins without a word. "Mrs. Splash, please send in Ms. Hudson when she arrives."
Just as Figgins closed his door again, Juan and Maribel walked in, followed closely by Brittany's Aunt and Uncle.
"What are you girls covered in?" Juan asked, almost immediately.
"It's slushy, Papi," Santana said softly, not daring to look up at him, yet. She was trying to hide her surly bruised face.
"Who did this to you," Maribel asked.
"Technically, most of the jocks, but they had a ringleader," Rachel replied.
"Who?" Brittany's aunt, Mary Fredrik, asked.
Brittany and Rachel looked pointedly at Nikki and Finn. Every parent followed their gaze until it landed on the pair, who had the decency to stop smirking.
"Is this why we're here? Because somebody threw an icy drink on you?" Jacob Fredrik asked disbelieving.
"No," Santana said softly, and then looked up at the adults.
"Aye dios mio, Santana. What happened to you face?" Elizabeth said.
"Your delinquent offspring attacked my daughter and her boyfriend," Mr. Brice said. "Come on Nikki, we're taking you to the hospital to make sure nothing has been damaged." He didn't say another word as he followed his family out of the small waiting room.
Maribel turned to Santana and asked sharply, "Please tell me he was exaggerating?"
"I'd like to know the same thing myself," Carol Hudson, said from behind them.
"Ms. Hudson," Mrs. Splash said, before the conversation could get out of hand. "Principle Figgins will see you know."
The waiting room remained silent until Carol, returned and took Finn away. They all understood the subtle warning that Mrs. Splash made when she very quickly inform Carol that Figgins was ready to see her.
Five minutes later the group was standing in the already crowded office watching the fight play on a small television.
"As you can see, Mr. Hudson and Ms. Brice were just standing there minding their own business, when Ms. Lopez viscously attacked them," Principle Figgins said.
Both of Santana's parents turned to their daughter. "It's not as bad as it looks," Santana said defensively.
"It looks pretty bad from where we are sitting," Juan said.
"They didn't show it from the beginning," Santana argued. "Play it from the beginning."
"Yeah Figgins, let's play it from the beginning," Sue said, and rewound the tape to the beginning.
The first thing that showed on the screen was a view of the banner, which made Judy gasp. She suddenly understood why her daughter (who still had tears rolling down her cheeks) was so upset.
Then they watched as the girls came through the courtyard doors, the reaction the girls had to seeing the banner, and finally the slushies that flew from the air at them.
"Before we discuss the horrifying events that we just saw," Maribel said. "I want to know what prompted you to attack those students."
"They were the ones who planned that entire thing. Nikki was the one who ordered the attacks on Brittany and Rachel Monday and Tuesday. They're the ones who order the slushy attack three freaking times today. They outed all of us. They've been scheming all week with freaking Karofsky."
"David Karofsky was nowhere near the cafeteria when this happened. What proof do you have?" Figgins demanded.
The girls were silent. "Exactly. None."
"Wrong again, Figgy. You suspended Brice on Tuesday for ordering a slushy attack on Brittany and Berry," Sue said.
"That has nothing to do with this right now," Figgins dismissed. "Santana Lopez is suspended from this school for two weeks, for viciously attacking two students without provocation."
"Two weeks," Santana said in disbelief.
"Yes, two weeks. Mr. Schue was just informing us of the fight that he had to break up at the beginning of the year, as well as the bad attitude you show to your fellow classmates."
Rachel and Santana turned to look at their Glee instructor in shock and anger. "Mr. Schuester, you are such a hypocrite," Rachel spat angrily. "You did nothing last year when Finn was beating the crap out of Noah, and now you're going to turn against one of your own. All because the one on the receiving end happens to be your golden boy. That is such fucking crap!"
The room seemed to freeze when Rachel dropped the F-bomb, but only for a second. "Rachel Barbara Berry," Maribel scolded. "That was uncalled for."
"No Mrs. Lopez, I think that it was very called for. Mr. Schuester has been playing favorites with Finn ever since he joined Glee. He has sat by and let every one of my Glee-mates insult me on a daily basis. And now he's sitting there getting my friend in trouble, when I damn well know that if it had been Finn who threw the first punch he would be defending him."
"Tiny's right. You are supposed to be our teacher, and our role model. Let me tell you that you have not been setting a very good example. Tiny's awesome, and maybe if you had stop all the bull shit that we pulled from the beginning then I might have saw that before now."
"And if I heard correct, it was you who threw the very first slushy, at Rachel no less," William said.
"And I've apologized for that. I'm making up for that," Santana said. "What the hell have you done for her, and what the hell are you even doing here, anyways?"
"That's a very good question S," Sue said. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm here to make sure my students are treated fairly," William said.
"No, you're here to make sure Finn doesn't get in trouble," Brittany said. "You're making thing worse for Santana, over something you know nothing about, and now got my Rae-Rae upset. Not cool." Brittany waved her finger in front of her.
"Brittany, stay out of this," Mr. Fredrik said.
"No Uncle Jake, Rachel is my girlfriend, and Santana is my best friend. I am in this," Brittany argued.
"Alright," Beiste hollered. "Now before this starts a bunch of fights, I suggest we get back on to the topic."
"I would like to know why my wife and I are here," Mr. Fredrik said.
"You are here to find out what has happened to your niece, as you are her guardian," Sue said, warningly.
"Well we know now, so if you don't mind, we are leaving. We'll see you at home Brittany," Mr. Fredrik said, and started to walk out.
"Actually Mr. Fredrik, you are still needed," Principle Figgins said. "Your niece is suspended as well, for the graphic foreplay that took place in in the gym."
"Oh, it was hardly foreplay," Rachel scoffed.
"It has also come to my attention that all of the girls have been sneaking off during school hours to fornicate in the Cheerios' showers," Figgins said.
"We were not having sex in the showers. Nor were we sneaking off. The only reason we were in the locker room was because we were slushied," Rachel insisted.
"Yes, and I was in those showers right after the first slushy attack, and no inappropriate touching was taking place. In fact Streisand was helping Britt, because she could not see out of her eyes," Sue said, emphasizing the last part.
"Never the less, the facts are very clear so Ms. Pierce, as well as Ms. Berry are suspended for a week," Figgins said.
"That is not fair," Santana said. "Neither one of them did anything wrong."
"I have to agree with my daughter," Juan said. "A week suspension is seems harsh for such a small infraction. Especially considering you have no proof that they were having sex in the showers."
"My decision is finale," Figgins dismissed, Juan's questioning.
"What about my Quinnie?" Judy asked.
"She is suspended for two weeks as well," Figgins said.
"May I ask for what?" Judy asked irritated.
"You may. Ms. Fabray is suspended for inappropriate foreplay on school grounds, and well as taking place in today's fight."
"It was not foreplay. It is called kissing, and Quinn was not fighting," Santana said.
"If we had not stopped the fight, Ms. Fabray was going to attack Ms. Brice," Figgins said. "Plus it was she who was in the fight with Ms. Lopez at the beginning of the year."
"That makes no sense," Maribel said. "The girls have been in a relationship since July. Why would they be fighting?"
"With light of their relationship, I was wondering the same thing," Will said. "And quite frankly it concerns me. It clearly was a domestic fight, and I would hate for Santana to get angry while the two of them are alone."
"I would never hurt Quinn," Santana yelled. "Never. You don't know what the hell you're talking about."
"Santana calm down," Maribel said softly.
"No, he don't know what the hell he's talking about," Santana said, getting upset as well as angrier.
"Then why don't you set us right, because I know what I saw," Will said.
"What you saw was a ploy William. Q and S, were pretending to fight to make the boob job ploy the two of them cooked up more believable," Sue said.
Santana and Quinn looked at Sue in shock. "You knew that it was all a ploy?" Quinn said.
"Of course I did. I know everything that happens in this school," Sue said.
"What boob job ploy," Maribel asked.
"We're getting off topic again," Emma interrupted.
"Is there anything that we can do to compromise on the suspension," Judy asked.
"No," Figgins said.
Juan sighed, and then said, "Fine."
"Papi!" Santana exclaimed in disbelief.
"No, not another word out of you," Juan said.
"What about the people who slushied the girls? What is happening to them?" Maribel asked.
"Figgy here is doing nothing," Sue said.
"I want those students brought in and given some form of punishment," Juan demanded.
"Once we know who it was, they will be dealt with," Figgins assured.
"Why is my niece and her friends still covered in slushy?" Mrs. Fredrik asked.
"I'd like to know the same? I would also like to know what is being done about that banner." Judy asked.
"Figgy here would not allow them to wash up," Sue said, digging the man deeper into the hole he was sinking in.
"I did not want any other students being attacked," Figgins said.
"I hardly think Santana would attack any of her peers for no reason," Sue said.
"Were you watching the same tape as we were?" Will asked, sarcastically.
"As matter of fact I was, and what I saw was a scared girl who just got outed to the entire school. What you didn't see on that tape was this," Sue said and unfolded one of the flyer and handed it to Brittany's aunt. "These were stuffed into every student's locker. Whoever did this planned it out thoroughly. She believed Finn and Nikki to be responsible. I would have done the very same thing."
"That is very comforting," Will said condescendingly.
"Can we leave please," Rachel yelled. "If I am being suspended over absolutely nothing, then I would rather leave.
"You are dismissed," Figgins said. "Mrs. Splash will send you the date that you are allowed to return."
Rachel started to exit the office, but stop and turned to face Will. "You can be a good teacher if you would pull you head out of your ass, but until you do I don't want you teaching me. I quit Glee club." Then she turned and left the room, leaving her friends standing in shock.
When the shock wore off, they turned to Will and said, almost in unison, "Us too," and then left the office.
"I can't believe I just did that," Rachel said. She was feeling a little shell-shocked.
"Well you're not alone," Santana said.
"You quit too?" Rachel asked.
"Yeah. He's being an ass right now. Maybe now he will pull his head out of his ass. He can't win without us," Quinn said.
"Are girls sure about this. It seems like a drastic measure to take?" Maribel asked.
The girls shared a look and then Rachel and Santana said together, "We're sure."
"Alright, come on. Let's go home."
"Wait," Beiste said. "Girls, who has been tossing those slushies at you?"
"Your team," Santana said. "As well as of some of the Puck-heads."
"Don't you worry your pretty little head off," Beiste said. "I'll make sure that they regret doing it."
"Thanks Coach," Rachel said.
"No problem girls," Beiste said, and then walked down the hall.
"I have some pamphlets for you girls," Emma said, and handed several pamphlets to their parents, who didn't have any slushy on them. "If you ever want to talk, my door is always open."
"Thanks Ms. P," Santana said.
"No problem girls. Enjoy your time off," Emma said, and went down the hall to her office.
"Come on girls lets go," Judy said.
"We need to get our things," Rachel said.
"Alright, we'll be waiting outside for you," Juan said. "Don't take too long. There is a lot we need to discuss."
"I'll go with them," Sue said.
Once they were in the little gym, where the girls had left their stuff, Sue said, "What the hell were you thinking? Did I not tell you to stay here and not leave until I told you to?"
"Yeah," Brittany replied.
"Then why did you disobey a direct order?" Sue demanded.
"Because we wanted to know what was going on," Brittany said.
"And you got yourselves into trouble," Sue said. "I was trying to prevent this, but you ended up making thing worse. If you hadn't gone off the deep end Lopez, none of you would be in trouble. Now I'm going to have to pull a lot of strings to get make this right."
"Why are you then?" Santana snapped.
"Because of her," Sue yelled pointing at Brittany, and then stormed out of the gym.
Santana stared at the door that Sue just left through in confusion. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?"
"I don't know," Brittany said, feigning ignorance.
"Whatever, let just get our stuff and go face the firing squad," Santana said.
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"I think that we should have dinner tonight and discuss what is to be done about this," Juan said, once the parents had left the school.
"What's to discuss? Our children misbehaved and deserve what they got," Mr. Fredrik said.
"Brittany, Quinn, and Rachel did nothing wrong," Maribel said.
"If you think that the way they were behaving at school, or at all is acceptable then you are deluded. Brittany will take her suspension without complaint, as well as anything else I decide to add." Mr. Fredrik turned and walked away, without another word, leaving behind several very stunned and concerned parents, including his own wife.
"I'm sorry," Mrs. Fredrik said. "He's usually not like that. He is usually so good with Brittany, and hates it when I have to punish her. He always is sneaking behind my back and lets her watch TV, or give her phone back to her. I don't know what has gotten into him."
"Maybe Brittany shouldn't go home with you until he's had a chance to cool off," Judy suggested.
"I think you may be right. Brittany won't understand why he's acting like this. Hell I don't even understand it, but I don't want to upset her. Would it be alright if she went home with one of you? I'll have her other aunt pick her up later tonight."
"Sure," Maribel said readily. "We have Rachel with us until tonight anyways. I'm sure she'll love to spend some more time with her."
"I'm sure she will too," Mrs. Fredrik said, and then paused. "I'm not sure how I feel about their relationship, but this girl, Rachel, is she good for Brittany?"
"You couldn't find a better person for Brittany," Juan insured her.
"Thank you. Tell Brittany that I love her, and I'll come see her on Sunday," Mrs. Fredrik said.
"No problem," Maribel replied.
"He's acting like my ex-husband did when he kicked Quinnie out for being pregnant," Judy said, when Mrs. Fredrik was in her car. "Before that she was his little girl."
"I hope she can get him to see reason," Maribel said.
"For Brittany's sake. I do too, but it's hard to change somebody's opinion about something like this. I tried for months to change Russell's mind, until I finale had it and kicked the bastard out."
"Well we need to make sure that we make it seem like a normal thing for her to be coming with us," Juan said.
"Good idea," Judy said. "I think it would be a good idea for us to have dinner, but where are Rachel's parents? I think they should be here for this too."
"Leroy and Hiram are in Kentucky, but they will be at our house around six," Juan said.
"I don't think the girls shouldn't be separated for too long today. With everything that happened they're going to need each other to get through this," Maribel said.
"I think your right," Judy said. "I am still getting used to the idea of my daughter being in love with another girl. I have no idea how to help her through being outed."
"Neither do we and we've already had experience with this. I kind of outed Santana to my narrow minded mother," Juan said.
"Well why don't you and Quinn go home and get cleaned up and then come right over to our house," Maribel suggest.
"Sounds like a plan to me," Judy said. "Here they come, now."
Brittany looked around confused, "Where's Aunt Mary and Uncle Jake?"
"Well, we figure all figured that you girls should spend the rest of the day together," Maribel said.
"Me and Quinnie are going to go home so she can clean up, and then we'll be over afterward," Judy said.
"Can I go with you?" Brittany asked, not wanting Quinn to be alone.
"Sure Britt," Judy said. "We'll see you on about an hour."
"Okay," Maribel said, and then turned to her daughter. "Give me your car keys Santana."
"I can drive home Mami," Santana said.
"I know you can, but you won't be driving at all for a while," Maribel said.
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Santana and Maribel watched as Rachel and Juan walked out of the house. Rachel's hand did need to be re-cast, and they were on their way to the hospital to do it. There was still half an hour before Quinn, Brittany, and Judy were supposed to be there, and nearly an hour before Santana's older brother Diego was supposed to be home. Maribel knew that this was the perfect time to talk to Santana alone.
"Mija, how are you feeling?"
"I don't know, Mami," Santana said. "I thing I'm still in shock, over the whole thing. Tiny was right we should have just stayed in bed this morning."
"But then you wouldn't have been there for Quinn and Brittany."
"Yeah I guess," Santana said, and then started to cry, again. "I can't believe all of this happened. All the work we did to get Quinn back on top, gone. We were supposed to come out on our own."
"Oh Mija," Maribel said as she wrapped her daughter up in a hug. "It'll be alright. Do you know why?"
"No. Why?"
"Because you have several people who are going through the same thing that will help you through this, and I know that you will help them too."
"But what if that isn't enough?"
"It will be. Just trust in the love you feel for Quinn, and everything will be fine," Maribel said. "We need to talk about what happened in that cafeteria."
"What about it?"
"Well for starter, what the hell were you thinking attaching them like that?"
"I wasn't. I was just so angry, and they were just being so cocky," Santana said.
"You let the anger get the best of you again," Maribel sighed, and then pulled her daughter into the living room. When they both were seated across from each other, she began again, "Your father and I were talking while you girls were showering, and we think it would be best if go talk to somebody."
"You want me to see a shrink?" Santana asked disbelieving.
"Yes, somebody who can help you get your anger under control, and with everything going on, we think it would be best," Maribel said.
"Do I have a choice?" Santana asked.
"No you don't," Maribel replied. "You will have a say in who you want to see though. If you're not comfortable with somebody, then we'll find somebody else."
"Whatever," Santana grumbled. She had been through this before when she was younger, and hated it. She didn't want to have to go through this again.
Both Lopez women jumped when their front door slammed shut violently, but relaxed when Diego walked into the living room.
"Diego, what are you doing home so early?" Maribel asked.
"I came to make sure Santana was alright," Diego explained.
Fear settled into Santana's chest. There was no way that Diego could know what had happened today that fast.
"Everybody got a text sending us to this blog," Diego said, and then pulled out his phone. He played with it for a few seconds, and then handed it to Santana.
Diego had brought up Jew-Fro's blog. On the webpage a video was playing. Above the video there was a caption that read: Lesbians Have Taken Over McKinley, and there was a story posted below it."
Santana and Maribel watched the very same video they had seen in Figgins office. "I can't believe this shit. What the hell else can they do to us?" Santana screamed, and then threw Diego's phone onto the couch.
"Hey, don't blame my phone," Diego said, and then pick it up and inspected it for damage.
"Who's webpage is that?" Maribel asked.
"Jacob Ben Israel's. He's the one who took the video," Santana said, and then slumped onto the couch.
"How did he get the tape back from Figgins?" Maribel asked.
"He didn't," Santana said. "Everything that he records also goes to a recorder thing that he keeps in the AV room."
"And you know this how?" Diego asked.
"He told me, when I threatened to smash his camera at the beginning of the year," Santana explained.
"Santana Maria, why would you threaten somebody like that?" Maribel asked.
"He insulted Quinn," Santana shrugged. "Mami, this stupid blog is just something else they planned. We're not just making this shit up."
"I know Mija. I believe you."
"This is going to destroy Quinn," Santana said, and then started to cry.
"Hey, it's okay sis," Diego said as her sat down, and then he threw his arm around her shoulders. "I'd say that I'll go kick some ass for you but, it looks like you did a pretty good job of that on your own."
Santana snorted and wiped her tears away, as Maribel said, "Yes and it earned her a two week suspension."
"Worth it for defending your girls honor," Diego said.
"Except that isn't why I did it," Santana sighed.
"Deep down, that was partly the reason," Maribel said. "Mijo, could you do me a favor?"
"Sure Mami," Diego said.
"When Tomas gets back from school, can you take him over to Nana? With everything going on today I don't want Tomas to be witness to the drama.'
"Sure," Diego said.
They heard the door close again, only this time much softer, and a few seconds later Quinn, Brittany, and Judy walked into the living room. As soon as she saw Quinn, Santana was up off of the couch, and in Quinn's arms.
"Where's Rach," Brittany asked, frantically looking around the room.
"Juan had to take her to the hospital to recast her arm," Maribel explained quickly.
"Oh," Brittany said as she visibly deflated, and plopped down on the couch.
"Diego, can you go get my laptop, and bring up that website for us please?" Maribel asked.
"Sure Mami," Diego said, and then went into the office.
"What website?" Judy asked.
"Jew-fro posted the video on his blog, and sent a text out to everybody at Diego's school," Santana said.
"Who is Jew-fro, and why does he have that ridicules nick name?" Judy asked.
"Jacob Ben Israel," Brittany said. "And he has that nick name because he is Jewish, and he has an awesome Jewish Afro."
"Oh, Okay," Judy said, and then joined Brittany on the couch.
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Juan was half way through putting the new cast onto Rachel's arm when he decided that he would just ask her what he wanted to know. "Rachel," he said, clearing his throat. "I have something that I would like to ask you, but if you don't want to answer me that is fine. It's about this morning."
Rachel's heart beat picked up in anticipation. "What do you want to ask me?" She asked hesitantly.
"Are you transgender or intersexed?" He asked just as hesitantly.
"How are you so sure that I am either of those?" Rachel asked smoothly.
"You and my daughter were washing sheets that my wife is sure were stained with bodily fluid, she said you looked very upset at being caught, and I saw your underwear when Maribel did the wash today," Juan explained his thinking. "There is only one reason to have that type underwear, and that is to conceal the male genitalia."
Rachel sighed, and shakily said, "I am intersexed."
"And my daughter knows about your condition?" Juan asked, more for clarification.
"Yes. Santana and Quinn interrupted Brittany and I during a... private moment on Sunday, and saw my penis," Rachel said.
"Are you and Brittany being safe?" Juan said.
Rachel smiled softly. That seemed to be the first thing everybody is going to. "I cannot get Brittany pregnant. I don't have testicles."
"Well that is a good piece of information to have," Juan smiled. "I am assuming that Brittany is your first sexual partner."
"You assume correctly," Rachel said.
"Do you have any questions, that you would not feel comfortable asking your fathers?"
"Not at the moment, but I will keep you in mind if I do."
"Do you plan on informing your fathers of this development?" Juan asked.
"I don't know. My dads are big with honesty, and I've always shared everything with them. If I don't then I will feel as if I'm lying to them, but it might be awkward. I know that Daddy won't care. He has been pushing me too experiment a little. In fact he was the one who set me and Brittany up. He told her to go into my room without knocking when he knew that I would be in the shower."
"Daddy must be Leroy then," Juan chuckled.
"Maybe I'll get lucky and I won't have to tell them," Rachel mused.
"Perhaps," Juan said. "Maribel said that you were quite upset this morning. She was worried about you all day."
"My hormones are still uneven. I've essentially been going through a second puberty since we took me off of the extra estrogen. That was the first time I had done, ya know, while I slept, and was a little freaked out. Plus being in somebody else's bed, who had me wrapped in a bear hug didn't help," Rachel chuckled.
"Yes my daughter has always been a bear hugger in her sleep. Looks like we're all done," Juan said, and then noticed just how at ease she seemed with what had happened. "You seem at ease with it now."
"Yeah. It took a while, but Santana helped me through it."
"She's very taken with you," Juan mused. "Leroy and I knew that you girls didn't get along very well at school. We didn't know the extent of it, but we did know, and we were worried about you spending the week. Brittany is the only other person I've seen her take to that quickly, including Quinn. It was months before they really started to become friends."
"Santana's been great to me this week," Rachel said.
Juan sensed a but coming. "But?"
Rachel couldn't form the words, but the tears that started streaming down her face, told Juan that something was eating at her. "I know I am not your father, but I can listen just as good."
Rachel sniffled. She didn't know what it was about the man; possible the fatherly feeling he was emitting, but she felt like talking to him. "I feel like I ruined their lives."
"Why do you think that," Juan asked confused.
"This whole thing is my fault," Rachel cried.
"How is any of this your fault?" Juan asked.
"Finn is my ex, and it was my things that Nikki took, which got her suspended. They're taking their anger out on them because of me. If they weren't being nice to me then Finn never would have outed them."
Juan stood up and then wrapped his arms around Rachel. "Do not blame yourself for this. You did not make them do anything. It was their own stupidity."
"But I strung Finn along to hide my condition, and keep distance between Brittany and I. If I hadn't of been such a coward then none of this would have happened," Rachel cried.
"No. You are not a coward. You did what you thought was best," Juan said, and pulled back. He made eye contact with her so that she knew that he was serious. "Do not feel guilty for following your heart. Never. Do you understand?"
"Yeah," Rachel said.
"Good," Juan said, as he wiped away her tears. "Feel better?"
"A little," Rachel said, and then gave him a small smile. "Thank you."
"You are welcome. Any time you need to talk, feel free to come to me," Juan said. "Let's get back. Your dads will be home in a couple of hours, and you look like crap."
"Jeeze, thanks."
"Your welcome."
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"Finally," Dave said, when Finn walked into her bedroom. "What took so long?"
"Sorry," Finn said. "I had a hard time shaking my mom. She's really hovering right now."
"Whatever," Nikki said. "Did it work?"
"Oh yeah. Mr. Schue called to let us know that Santana and Quinn are suspended for two weeks, Brittany and Rachel are suspended for a week, and that they tried to pin it all on us," Finn said, giddily.
"And?" Nikki asked.
"And that Figgins didn't buy it. Your idea to have Dave away from there worked," Finn said.
"Good," Dave said. "That gives an entire week to plan out our next attack, and without Quinn and Santana there to protect them, Rachel and Brittany will have the worst week of their pathetic lives. They'll be begging their parents to transfer them to another school."
"We need to step it up, though," Nikki said. "I think we should have Jew-fro following them around everywhere they go, and post the attacks on his blog. Which reminds me, Jew-fro texted me a couple of minutes ago. That video had already got five thousand hits."
"How the hell is that possible? Our school isn't that big." Finn said.
"I text the link to all of my friend from football camp and St. Lucas," Dave said.
"And I text it to all of my friends from cheer camp, who then texted it their friends, and so on."
"But Five thousand, already. Wow."
"I know it's awesome," Nikki said.
"Ya know what," Finn said. "I think Santana's brother goes to St. Lucas."
"Oh that is even better. That means that they will definitely know the video is up already," Dave said.
"Do you think they're going to try and get back at us?" Finn asked.
"Probably, but whatever it is, is going to be pathetic," Nikki said.
"I don't know, Rachel sent a girl to a crack house at the beginning of school," Finn said. "Not to mention, her crazy- plus Quinn's crazy- equals a lot of crazy."
"So well just have to stamp down the crazy girls before they have a chance to retaliate," Dave said.
"Ooh, Dave you sound like you have a plan forming," Nikki said, giddily.
"I might."
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The house was quiet when Juan and Rachel entered it. Too quiet for a house full of distraught girls and their gabby mother's. Rachel seemed to share the same thought that Juan was thinking, because their eyes connected questioningly at the same moment. Both shrugged their shoulders, and the peeked into the living room, but found it empty.
"Hey," Diego said from behind them, causing them to jump. "Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you."
"It is quite alright Diego," Rachel said.
Diego cocked his head to the side and stared at her for a few second, before saying, "You talk far too proper for a teenager."
"Yes, I have been told that a few times," Rachel said.
"Diego, where is everybody?" Juan asked.
"Quinn, Brittany, and San are upstairs, having one big lesbian cuddle fest on San's bed, Tomas is already at Nana's house, and Mami and Mrs. Fabray went to get dinner, since neither felt like cooking."
Rachel smiled and then said, "If you will excuse me. I think I'll go join in on the lesbian cuddle fest."
Juan watched in amusement as Rachel ran up the steps, before either of them had said another word.
"She's a peculiar girl," Diego mused. "Britt is lucky. You don't find a girl like that every dynasty."
"Have you been watching Mulan again?" Juan asked, amused.
"No," Diego said immediately. "Alright, yes. I love that movie. It such a great story."
Juan threw his arm around his son's shoulders, and then chuckle, "One day you will make your daughter very happy, by watching that movie with her."
"Then I'll be one happy man," Diego said. "Mr. Berry called and said that they would be here in a half hour."
"Which one?" Juan asked.
"There are more than one," Diego asked, feigning ignorance.
"Yes, Rachel said that she had two fathers at dinner on Sunday," Juan reminded him.
"Oh right I knew that," he replied, and then grinned.
When he saw the sly grin on his son's face, Juan realized that he had been played. "Goof," she said, and then ruffed Diego's hair.
"It was Hiram who called. Apparently Leroy is driving because he don't," Diego chuckled. "Rachel's dad sounds just as peculiar as she is."
"I've only met Hiram a few time, but he is very much like Rachel," Juan said. "Come on, let watch some TV before our house is turned into a Zoo filled with drama."
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An hour later, Diego walked into Santana's room with the intent to wake the girls up for dinner, but paused. He smiled as he pulled out his phone, and started snapping pictures of the girls spooning each other. The row started with Rachel as the littlest spoon, then Brittany, then Quinn, and finally Santana.
Despite the beautiful picture that he had just taken, the reason why the girls were clinging to each other saddened him deeply. He loved his sister very much, and they were very close. They usually shared everything with each other. He wished that Santana had talked about her sexuality with him, but he understood why she didn't. Besides he had already suspected that there was more than just friendship going on between Brittany and Santana.
Quinn being Santana's girlfriend threw him for a loop. That is why he was looking forward to the next week. He had given Santana her space this week because of Rachel. He knew all about Santana's school life, and how Santana used to treat the tiny diva. He saw it right away at dinner on Sunday that something had shifted over the weekend, and he wanted to give them time to form a good solid friendship. He missed talking with his sister, but seeing them lying in her bed like that made his sacrifice worth it.
He didn't have the heart to wake them up, so he turned and went back downstairs to recruit one of the parents.
Hiram and Leroy had arrived a few minutes ago, and were in the dining room with the rest of the adult. They had just finished watching their little girl getting slushied alongside her friends, and were disgusted. Sure they had known about that happening to her, but Rachel had severely downplayed the situation to them.
When Diego entered the dining room, he went over to the computer where the three men were seated and placed his phone in front of the. "One of you are gonna have to do it. I don't want to be the one to interrupt their peace."
Leroy picked up the phone and held so they all could get a good look at picture. All three fathers smiled, and then sighed. They too were saddened deeply.
"I'll go do it," Juan said, and started to get off of his chair.
"No let me," Leroy said.
"Sure, up the steps, turn right and Santana's room is the first door on the left," Juan said.
Leroy nodded his head, and then made his way up the stairs, slowly. He wanted to give himself a chance to organize his thoughts. He was not happy about what he just saw, and even more upset about her suspension. He knew that it was not the girl's fault, and he didn't want the girls to sense his anger when he woke them. Especially considering he was the calmer of the two Berry men, and Rachel was bound to pick up on it right away.
Santana's door was wide open, giving Leroy a good look at the girls the second he stepped up to the room. Diego was right. They did look very peaceful. He felt bad about interrupting it, but they needed to eat, and the adults needed answers.
He sat down on the left side of the bed next to Rachel, and looked over the sleeping girls. The peacefulness that he had seen from the door seemed to disappear. He could see the stained tear streaks down all of the girl's eyes, and the sight made his chest hurt.
He wished that he could take all of the hurt and bottle it up, and ship it to the ends of the world. He knew that it was impossible, but he vowed to be there for them. The same way his parent were there for him when he came out in college with his boyfriend.
"Rachel," he said softly, and then tucked her hair behind her ear. He then leaned over again gave his little girl a kiss on the forehead, just like he used to do when she was younger. "It's time to get up sweetie."
"Mr. B, it's too early," Brittany grumbled into Rachel's neck.
"It's not morning Brittany. It's time for dinner," Leroy said.
Brittany suddenly popped up, jostling her sleeping bedmates awake, and said, "Good, I'm starving."
"B, what the hell," Santana groaned sleepily.
"It's time to eat," Brittany said, and then got off of the bed. "And Rachel's daddy is here."
"Daddy," Rachel said. She opened her eyes, and as she moved closer to her father. "I missed you."
"I missed you too, peanut," Leroy said and then wrapped his arms around his daughter, and pulled her closer to him.
"Is Dad still mad?" Rachel asked.
"No, but let's not talk about that now. Everybody is waiting for us to start eating. We'll talk about everything about dinner."
"Alright," Rachel said, but didn't let go of her father.
"Tiny, you might want to let go of him," Santana chuckled.
"Of right." Rachel pulled back bashfully.
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Dinner was a quiet affair. Leroy and Hiram shared a few stories of what happened during their time away, but other than that everybody was silent. The weight of the day's events weighing heavily on every body's mind, but nobody wanted to discuss it while they ate.
After everyone had finished eating, they retired to the living room.
"Alright girls. We need you to tell us everything that has happened this week," Juan said.
"Starting with your fight with Finn over the weekend," Hiram said.
"Um... Okay," Rachel said. "I went over to Finn's house to break up with him, and to inform him about Brittany and me. He didn't take it well. He said several degrading this about me, and then started calling Brittany several bad names. In a moment of rage, I punched him."
"What degrading things was he saying to you," Leroy asked.
"It doesn't matter," Rachel dismissed quickly, not wanting to divulge that night any further at the moment. She did not want her father's finding out that she had slept with Brittany while they were around other people.
"It's not nothing," Santana said angrily; not getting the possible situation Rachel could be in. "He practically implied that nobody would want to be with Tiny. Not to mention the homophobic slur that he made."
"What did he say exactly," Diego asked, who was typing everything done for their parents.
Rachel could picture a red fleshing light in her head which was screaming danger, danger, danger, please proceed to another topic.
"Rachel," Leroy said, getting her attention. "If he said something bad then that could help us convince the school board that it was Finn who set this whole week up."
"In his exact words?" she questioned.
"That would be best," Juan said.
"He said that Brittany didn't even have a dick, so she can't even fuck me properly. Then he said that she was a retarded blonde bitch, who can't give me what he can. That's when I punched him."
"Prick," Diego mumbled.
"You have no idea," Santana said.
"After you punched Finn, what did you do," Maribel asked, ignoring her children's comments.
"I told him that Brittany gave me love, and then I apologized for stringing him along. Then I told him that I was leaving and that I would explain everything to him when he calmed down."
"And that's it?" Hiram asked.
"Um... No...I kind of threatened him before I left," Rachel said hesitantly.
"Damn, you didn't tell us that," Santana said, impressed.
Rachel just shrugged her shoulders.
"What did you say exactly?" Hiram asked.
"I told him that if he ever insulted Brittany again, that I would do far worse than punching him in his nose."
"Rachel," Leroy sighed. "That is the last thing you should have done."
"I was angry Daddy," Rachel said. "I wasn't thinking when I said it."
"What happened on Monday?" Maribel asked quickly. This was supposed to be a simple fact finding mission. Everything else could wait until later.
"Monday we went to school for an early Cheerio practice," Santana started. "Since I was Tiny's ride she had to come with us. Coach broke her stereo, so she made Tiny sing us through our routines. When Quinn, Britts, and I went into the locker room, Nikki Brice had all of Tiny's things out of her bag, and was reading to most of the squad from her journal."
"I didn't like her calling Rach a tranny, so I tackled Nikki to the ground," Brittany said.
"That's when Coach came in, and broke everybody up, and sent Nikki down to the office," Quinn added.
"After Art class, Brittany and I were slushied by two of the Hockey team's players. As they passed they said that the attack was for getting Nikki suspended. It was Brittany's first time getting slushied so I took her to the Cheerio's locker room to get showered."
"That's when this apparent shower fornication happened?" Maribel asked.
"One of them," Rachel said.
"I'm sorry," Hiram interrupted. "But who thinks my baby was having sexual relations in the showers at school?"
"Principle Figgins," Juan said. "It is one of the reason's Rachel and Brittany were suspended."
"But they weren't," Santana insisted. "Tina and Mike came and got us right after it happened. Cedes and Kurt were with them when we got there, and I stayed with them until Coach showed up and made Q and I go back to class. There was no time."
"Besides, Rach won't let us have sexy times at school," Brittany said, without thinking. When she realized what she had said, she covered her mouth and then turned to her girlfriend and said, "I'm sorry Rach."
Hiram was staring at his daughter and her girlfriend for a full minute before the term mad sense to him. He looked to his husband, and glared at him. "This is your fault."
"How is this, my fault?" Leroy asked.
"You are the one who told Brittany to go into Rachel's room without knocking, when you knew that she would be in the shower."
"So. I didn't think they would sleep together," Leroy said.
"We are sitting right here," Rachel said, capturing her fathers' attention. "And can we please not discuss this right now."
"Fine, but we are going to be discussing this," Hiram said to his daughter, and then looked at Brittany as he added, "With both of you."
"Okay, what was the next incident?" Judy asked, suddenly feeling very uncomfortable. She maybe accepting of her daughter's sexuality, but she was just reminded that she know had another sex talk to give.
"I asked Finn to talk with me before Glee started," Rachel said. "I apologized for punching him. Then he apologized for saying those things about Brittany."
"Okay, what happened to change the situation?" Leroy asked.
"I apologized for cheating on him with Brittany, again, and then I told him that I didn't mean to hurt him. That we got caught up in a moment, and we got carried away."
"You regret having sexy-times with me?" Brittany interrupted sadly.
Rachel turned to face Brittany in shock and confusion. "What?"
"You said that we got carried away, which means that it was something that shouldn't of happened," Brittany said.
"No. That isn't how it sounds Brittany. What I meant is that I regret cheating on Finn, but I do not regret having sex with you. I promise. I love you, and I told Finn that."
Brittany visibly relaxed again. "I love you too," she said, and then place a quick, but loving kiss on her girlfriends lips. "I'm sorry I thought you regretted having sexy-times with me."
"God, I wish all misunderstandings could be solved that quickly," Leroy mused.
"Tell me about it. The last time Maribel misunderstood something I said, we ended up fighting for three days over it," Juan said.
"I feel insulted," Maribel said to Hiram.
"So do I," Hiram agreed, and then they both sent a glare at their husbands.
Both husbands looked at the kids and said, "Don't ever get married kids."
Maribel = and Hiram lightly backhanded the husband's chest, and then looked at the kids and gave them a smile.
"I think they're teasing you," Santana said.
"I think so too," Quinn agreed.
"We might have been," Leroy said with a smile. "We're done now, so you can continue now."
As she settled further into Brittany's embrace, she began again. "Finn took my saying that, as us getting back together. He said that me 'fooling' with Brittany didn't count, and that I was still a virgin, because Brittany is a girl. He said that as long as I didn't do it again, that we could still be together, and then he hugged me."
"I pushed him away, and told him that I love Brittany and that we will never be getting back together. That's when he said that I sounded like I regretted 'fooling' around with Brittany. That when I told him that I did not regret having sex with Brittany, just that I cheated on him. I emphasized the sex part, and he snapped. He said we didn't sleep together, that we just fooled around. The he went on to say that you need a dude for it to be considered sex."
"What happened after that?" Judy asked.
"Then I told him that it did count, and I tried to walk back into the choir room. That's when he grabbed my arm, and he..." She trailed off as she remembered that part of the conversation. "He was following me."
"What!" Hiram, Leroy, and Juan all exclaimed.
"What do you mean he was following you?" Maribel asked.
"I told him to let me go, and he told me that he wouldn't until I tell him it was all a joke. That I wasn't leaving him for that slut, and then he started going on about Santana putting me up to it, and that she was evil and how I wasn't supposed to listen to her. I hadn't told him about Santana, so I asked if he was following me, and he said yes."
"Yeah, that's when I came out?" Santana said. "We all could hear most of their conversation from in the choir room. He said that she was his girlfriend ant that he had to protect her from us bitches."
"Yeah, he was being very possessive of her," Quinn added.
"I threatened to break his arm if he didn't let go of Tiny," Santana grinned.
"Which he didn't," Rachel said.
"And then she taunted him," Quinn said, and shot her girlfriend an irritated look.
"What do you mean?" Maribel asked, starting to feeling irritated.
"Well, I told him that it must really bruise his ego to have Rachel leaving him for a chick, and that I understood why. I said Brittany could really please a girl, where he could barely get it in before blowing his load. Then I thanked him for the worst sexual experience I've ever had, because I realized I was gay."
"Uh huh," Rachel said, "and then she told him that he was going to get a reputation for turning the girls he's with gay. After that he stormed off."
"And right into Karofsky," Quinn said.
The parents looked at each to see if they understood, but everybody looked just as confused.
"You lost us again," Judy said.
"Monday after school, Mercedes saw Finn and Dave Karofsky coming out of an empty classroom," Rachel explained.
"Dave is one of the biggest homophobes in the school," Santana added.
"Which made us worry, because Finn dislikes him just as much as the rest of us do," Rachel said.
"That was our first clue that something was going to happen," Santana said.
"On Tuesday Nikki cornered Brittany and I after lunch, and threatened us. She knew that we were together, and then she told us that she was going to get back at us for getting her suspended."
"Then she had two of the puck-heads slushy us again," Brittany said. "I tried to attack them, but coached stopped me, and set them to the office."
"Then we went off to shower, where we did not have sex," Rachel said.
"What about yesterday?" Hiram asked.
"Not much. Just that one of them were following us apparently, because that's when the picture was taken, and Kurt told me about Nikki being Finn's new girlfriend. Which is how we know who told Nikki about Britts and Tiny, and that they are working together."
"Okay, quickly take us through today," Maribel said.
"When Tiny and I walked through the school doors, we were slushied by nearly every football player," Santana started.
"Finn and Nikki were standing at the end of the hallway, watching us," Rachel added.
"Me and Quinn were waiting in the choir room for them, but they never came," Brittany said.
"So we left the choir room to look for them, and were slushied by some jocks. All of whom are Cheerio's boyfriend," Quinn said.
"I saw Karofsky watching us," Brittany added
"After third period we were all slushied again, by an arrangement of jocks," Rachel said.
"Mr. Schue saw this attack, and told us to come back to his office when we got cleaned up," Santana said.
"It was a fishing expedition, but Coach stopped it before he could ask anything important," Quinn said. She sent us to the gym to, and told us to stay there until she told us otherwise."
"Which we did, until we all got those texts," Rachel said.
"Then we went to the lunch room," Brittany said.
"And you know the rest," Santana said.
"For this yes, but several questions were raised during that meeting today, and we want some answers," Judy said.
"Like?" Santana asked.
"Like, what is this boob job ploy that had you and Quinn fighting at the beginning of the year?" Judy asked.
"Quinn told Coach that I had a boob job done over the summer, because were not allowed to get plastic surgery done. I would get demoted, and Quinn could slip back into her head spot."
"And it worked, or at least we thought it had worked," Quinn said. "I don't know how she knew that we were lying about that."
"The women know freaking everything," Santana said.
"So the fight was just to make the ploy more real?" Maribel asked.
"Yup, it was all faked. Q and I worked on that fight for weeks to make sure neither one of us would get hurt," Santana said.
"You put a lot of thought into it," Juan said. "But I want to know what prompted you to do it in the first place."
Santana looked at Quinn and then softly said, "I had a moment of gay panic over the summer, and did something I shouldn't have."
"We sat down and discussed it, and then we came up with the ploy," Quinn said.
Maribel wanted to ask Santana about what she had done, but sensed that Santana didn't want everybody to know so she kept quiet.
"Santana," Juan said, capturing his daughter's attention. "Please explain what Mr. Schuester meant when he said that you started the slushy attacks."
"That doesn't matter," Rachel said quickly. "What happened in the past has no bearings on what is happening now. I have already forgiven her for that, and I am sure that she has learned from that mistake."
"That's fine, but I still want to know," Juan said.
"It's okay Tiny," Santana said. "On the first day of high school, I threw a slushy in Rachel's face at lunch. After that day it became the school's new form of bullying."
"Why would you do something like that?" Maribel asked.
"Because I was jealous," Santana said softly. "She made Brittany smile by just being there across the courtyard, and I was just jealous. I didn't mean for it to be picked up as a trend, but it did."
"I've already forgiven her for that," Rachel said.
"Quinn," Judy said suddenly. "Did you do this too?" Quinn's silence, as well as the guilty look she was wearing gave Judy her answer. "Oh Quinnie."
"I've forgiven her too, Mrs. Fabray," Rachel said.
They were interrupted by the ringing of the doorbell.
"I'll get it," Juan said, and then left the room. He returned a few seconds later, and said, "Brittany your other aunt is here."
A few second later one Sue Sylvester walked into the living room.
"Aye Dios Mio! No freaking way!"
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Across town, in the basement bedroom of Kurt Hummel, the remainder of the Glee club sat. They were all freaking out about their fellow glee clubbers, all of whom they could not get a hold of. All six of them had repeatedly tried to call each of the newly outed girls with no results. With each passing missed call, the more frantic the group became. Even Sam was worried, and he was just getting to know them.
Kurt slammed his phone down on his bed, and yelled, "That's it. Let's go."
"Where are we going?" Sam asked.
"We're going to find them," Kurt said, as he got his keys. "If we can't get a hold of them here, then we'll go to them. So who first?"
"Santana's," Mercedes said. "Rachel is staying there, and I will put all of my allowance down that their girlfriends will be stuck to them tonight." She paused, and then added, "Wow that is so weird to say."
"What, them being girlfriends?" Tina asked.
"Yeah," Mercedes said.
"I know," Artie agreed.
"Well get used to it," Kurt said. "Let's go make sure they're alright."