Summary: Rachel has a secret and Quinn has figured it out - but will Quinn use this knowledge to exact revenge on Rachel for telling Finn that Puck was really the father or will she use her own experiences to help. WARNING - language and sexual content in the form of rape, also at some point possible reference to self-harm.
Pairing: Rachel/Quinn (friendship, could lead to more)
Notes: Ok so I managed another update LOL It's short for a reason, I think if I'd try to make it longer I would've totally ruined Santana's character, more so than I probably have already. I did my best but she's surprisingly difficult to write.
Warning: Hinted violence, mention of rape, language.
Disclaimer: I own nothings, but the random ramblings of which occur in my brain. Glee and any other copyrighted content used belongs to their respective owners.
After lunch Mercedes and Quinn had successfully persuaded Rachel that it was too nice to stay inside all day and managed to convince the girl to get dressed so they could all sit in the garden and enjoy the sun and fresh air.
Quinn sat bouncing her daughter gently on her knee, Mercedes relaxed in the reclining sun lounger and Rachel sat quietly with her knees drawn close to her chest. There was no need for them to say anything; they had discussed so much over the last week that they were all enjoying the silence shared between them.
Hiram appeared at the back door, "Rach, there's someone here to see you."
She was drawn from her thoughts, knowing exactly who it was that had come to visit her.
Santana stepped out into the garden, carefully eying up the three young women that seemed so comfortable in each other's presence. Her eyes glanced towards the girl she had come to see, "Berry."
"Santana," Rachel wasn't entirely sure what to say to the Latina.
"Good to see you can form words," she glanced towards Quinn acknowledging her presence with a quirk of a well-shaped eyebrow.
She felt like bundle of raw nerves, she couldn't help but feel on edge around the cheerleader, "Can I do something for you?" she tried to be cordial towards the girl who intimidated her so much.
"I wanted to check up on you," her hard exterior faltered for a the briefest of moments, "make sure you hadn't driven Q to murder."
"S…" the blonde warned.
"Fine," she snapped at the blonde, "I came to check you on how you were doing."
"I heard about what you did…" Rachel said quietly.
"Yeah, don't make a big deal of it."
"I don't understand, why you did it, you hate me."
"I hate everybody, what's your point?"
"Then why did you go after him?"
The Latina sighed, crossing her arms across her chest, "I just did."
Mercedes could sense the Latina's apprehension to be honest, "Why don't I take Beth to get some more sun screen on?"
Quinn nodded, mouthing a silent thank you as she handed her daughter over.
She waited until she was sure Mercedes was out of ear shot, hating herself for causing Rachel more pain after everything she was dealing with. "Look I'm a bitch, I know this, you know this." She let a small scowl cross her lips, "I swear to whatever God you worship I will toss you in a dumpster full of slushie if you ever tell anyone this."
"Ok," Rachel fought back the urge to gulp.
"I did what I did, because we're a team," she let her arms fall to her sides, "and that means something. Team is like family, no matter how much you hate each other or how much they annoy the hell out of you, you still care about them." The Latina let her words hang in the air a moment, "Besides the douche deserved it and a hell of a lot more."
"Thank you," she whispered.
"Surely you didn't think I'd risk expulsion for no reason," she said starkly.
"No," Rachel felt a smile tug at the corner of her mouth.
"You do realise I'm still gonna be a bitch," Santana's voice was almost apologetic.
"In a way I'm kind of glad for that, it's strangely comforting that you'll treat me the same way as usual."
"Pretty much, I might hold off the slushies for a bit until you really annoy me," she offered, "but I'll still be a bitch to you."
Quinn stared at Santana expectantly, she knew the girl would never be nice to anyone and truly tell them what she felt or thought.
"Don't worry about school though Berry," she let a smirk play across her lips, "I may be a bitch, but I got your back, we're a team right."
"Yeah," Rachel was at a loss for words, she never once thought she would have Santana Lopez in her corner.
"I'm gonna get going before anyone see's me with you losers."
Rachel laughed, glad that she had let Quinn convince her to give Santana a chance.
"Berry one more thing," she stopped at the back door, "lose the jeans and sweatshirts. It was much more fun to ridicule you when you dressed like a pre-schooler."
"Bye San," Quinn called to the Latina's back.
"Later Q."
"See, I told you she didn't hate you," her smile sounded in her voice.
"Does she always talk in code?" Rachel asked slightly amused.
"You caught that? Wow, I'm impressed. Took me a while to figure that one out, she only really does it when it comes to feelings."
"That last bit about the clothes, that was her way of saying feel better right?" she asked nervously.
"Yeah, it was," Quinn stood, "let's go see what on earth Mercedes is doing with my baby girl."
Attention: Right on to question time...
Would you like to see any other characters drop by for a surprise visit on Rachel before school on Monday? (still not decided if she's gonna go to school or not but obviously the others will).
Ok before I asked about a male that Rachel could learn to trust, so far there have been a lot of people saying Kurt but I'm a little reluctant to do that. It seems a bit cliched, trusting the gay guy. And I've got that in her fathers, well I will have once she's dealt with it and opens up to them. But I was kinda hoping for a straight guy, as I don't wanna end up with Rachel only trusting gay guys - not that there's anything wrong with that, it just doesn't seem like a well rounded approach if that makes sense?
Anyways it's late, I'm tired and rambling.
Have a great weekend guys, I look forward to hearing what you think.