The girls left the mall and headed towards their cars. "We'll meet you at the hobbits house," Santana said.
"Okay lets head on over," Quinn told her.
On the way to the car Rachel took out her to send a message to Carmen.
We're on our way back to my house. My address is 1387 Oak Street. By the way Santana, Quinn, and Brittany decided they want to stay for the musical marathon if that's okay.
"Who are you texting?" Quinn asked as she unlocked the car and they both got in.
"Carmen. I was texting my address to her so she knows where to come," Rachel told her.
"Okay," Quinn nodded pulling out of the parking lot.
Then Rachel's phone went off alerting her of a text.
OK fine. I'll c u soon. By the way my brother doesn't know anyone and he's gonna b stuck at home with my aunt. Would u mind if I brought him?
"Hey, Carmen wants to bring her brother. Would you guys mind?" Rachel asked.
"Well, I don't care, and as long as he is somewhat cute Santana and Brittany won't mind," Quinn told her.
"Okay, I'll tell her she can bring him," Rachel said.
That's fine the more the merrier.
Cool we'll b there in an hour.
They pulled up to Rachel's house at the same time as Brittany and Santana. They got out of the car and started grabbing bags from Quinn's truck. They carried them into the house. Rachel's dads were sitting on the couch when they came in.
"What's all this?" Leon asked.
"Dad didn't tell you? Quinn, Santana, and Brittany decided I needed a wardrobe makeover. Dad agreed, gave me his credit card, and this is the result," she said sweeping her arm towards the bags that the girls had just finished carrying in.
"How much did you end up spending?" he asked. "Are you going to be the cause of the heart attack that I am bond to have because of this month's bills?"
"Well first of all I must maintain that if you do end up with an aneurysm then it is not my fault it would probably be due to bad genetics and your awful diet which I have urged to change continuously. Secondly any money I did spend I had the distinct permission of dad to use. Last I didn't spend nearly as much as he would have allowed me to. So that clears me from all blame of any health mishap you might endure from this impromptu shopping spree," Rachel explained.
"She really got you there, honey. I told you that dragging her along to the courtroom with you would come back to bite you in the ass, but did you listen to me? Nope, and this is what you get," Zachariah said laughing.
"Well, when you're right, you're right," he said kissing Rachel on the cheek, "but something tells me this was just a ruse to distract me from the fact that you completely avoided answering me as to how much you spent. Would I be wrong in that assumption?"
"I am appalled that you would think that I would undermine your intelligence in such a manner. I believe I should take my bags to my room and leave you to think about the accusation that you just made," Rachel told him turning to march out of the room.
"I must say, she's good I should be taking notes," Zachariah whispered in the ear of his chastised husband. "She can play you like a violin."
"She worked me over again didn't she?" Leon whispered back.
"That she did, love," he told him. Then he turned to Rachel who was halfway up the stairs with the other girls. "Actually sweetheart we would like to discuss you and Quinn's trip this morning if you don't mind."
All of the girls stopped and turned around. "Sure, dad, I don't mind," Rachel said passing her bags to Brittany. Quinn gave her a look asking if she wanted her to stay. Rachel shrugged, and Quinn gave her bags to Santana.
"We'll just take the bags upstairs and start ridding your closet of those disasters you call clothes. Maybe we can collect the sweaters and use them for a bonfire," Santana said going up the stairs with Brittany. "Or we can cut them up and use them for confetti to celebrate ridding the world of such a fashion travesty."
"I swear Santana some of those sweaters are from my dead grandmother. If you do anything to destroy any of those sweaters I will hurt you," Rachel told her.
"Rachel Berry has threatened me twice in two days. You really are beginning to make a habit out of this, and I can't in all good conscience stand for that. This will have to be discussed," Santana said ominously turning again and disappearing upstairs with the bags.
"She frightens me," Rachel whispered to Quinn.
"I wouldn't worry," Quinn whispered back as she walked down the stairs.
"What did you want to talk about?" Rachel asked sitting on the couch beside Quinn.
"Your visit with your mother, you seem okay but are you truly?" Leon asked.
"I promise I'm fine. We talked, and discussed some things then Quinn and I left," Rachel said shrugging.
"You talked to Shelby? What did you talk about?" Zachariah asked.
Rachel looked at Quinn unsure about whether she should tell her fathers about Shelby's offer or not. Quinn gave her a half smile and a shrug. Rachel turned back to her fathers. "She apologized to me, and told me she wanted to try to have a relationship again."
Leon looked at Rachel and Quinn closely. His eyebrow furrowed and he turned back to Rachel. "That's not all. Rachel what are you not telling us?"
"What do you mean what am I not telling you?" Rachel asked.
"You might be very good at hiding your facial expressions due to all of your acting classes, but Quinn not so much. Her eyebrow furrowed when you finished speaking telling me you either lying to us or you're not telling us everything. My baby girl would never lie to me. She may talk around the truth, but she'd never lie. So, I ask again, Rachel, what are you not telling us?" Leon asked.
Rachel laughed and looked at Quinn. "This is what sucks about having a lawyer as a father; he's very skilled at interrogation." She turned back to her fathers, "I wanted to wait until I made up my mind completely before I told you about this, but Shelby asked me to stay with her."
Zachariah nodded. "How do you feel about that? Do you want to stay with your mother?"
"I don't know," she said.
"But you are considering it, right?" Leon asked.
"I'm thinking about it, yes," Rachel told him.
"What's keeping you from making your decision? If it's us then we want you to know that if you we love you and no matter what you decide. If you want to stay with your mother then we will be fine with that," Leon told her.
"It's not you guys, it's me. Daddy, what if it doesn't work out? What if us living together pushes us farther apart?" Rachel asked tears streaming down her face. Quinn took her hand and Rachel leaned her head on her shoulder.
Zachariah nodded. "I see. We want to talk to Shelby ourselves. We will handle this sweetheart. Don't worry about anything. Everything will be okay."
Zachariah got up and wiped Rachel's cheek and gave her a kiss and walked out of the room. Leon got up and kissed her on the forehead and followed his husband.
"She'd be a fool not to want you. You know that right?" Quinn said.
"She didn't want me before," Rachel said.
"And she was a idiot," Quinn told her.
Rachel just nodded. She wiped her face and sat up. "Let's get upstairs before Santana destroys my wardrobe."
A/N: Okay so I didn't have Carmen come in just yet because I'm still unsure what they should watch. I have a possible short list but it's iffy and I want some opinions so I'll take any help offered. Also who saw this weeks glee sex fantasies about Bieste lol. Plus I earned twenty buck because i totally called Karosky as a self hating homophobe. Yay me.