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Guest on May 27: You'll have to wait and see. They're fraternal twins so you have 33% chance ;-). I think I'm going to keep the sex of the babies a secret until they're born.
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Previously on Changing Directions:
An hour later Noah is waiting in bed for Rachel to join him thinking he was starting to like it this time in LA. Unlike his last stay in the town he now had Rachel here with him. Maybe he could convince Rachel to stay out here for a week or two just relaxing before he had his interview at OSU and he had to start his truck driver's lessons.
"You know what we should do?" He starts off his earlier thoughts when she was finally done and in his arms getting settled to go to sleep.
She looks up at him inquisitive and smiles, "Elope?!"
"I think we should stay here for a week or two before all madness of my truck driver's lessons and rehearsals break loose. Also once my mom finds out you're pregnant with my babies she'll demand we get married immediately." Finally her reaction to his question gets through. "Wait, what did you just say?"
"Like you just said, your mom won't allow any other of her grandchildren be born out of wedlock. Especially considering that I'm the one pregnant this time." She reasons.
"Umm. You do know she will kill us if we'd do that, don't ya?" He asks her.
She nods. "Yes, I know. She'll probably have to take a number 'cause my whole family, old and new, including Santana and Quinn will be right beside her to do just that. But I've been thinking. On top of everything that happened these last two weeks I can't handle the stress of planning a wedding. You already asked me to marry you so let's do it on our terms. We're only a five hour drive or a one hour flight away from Vegas." She thinks for a moment before she continues. "I'd really like for San, Quinn and Lexi to be there. I can have my own plane ready to go in an hour to fly Santana and Quinn out here and fly to Vegas to get married and be back tomorrow night. Or fly out Sunday after Lexi's Nationals, get married and stay in Vegas for a few days before returning here."
"I don't know Chell." He hesitates. "Aside from getting a second girl pregnant, getting you of all people pregnant, depriving her of the wedding she's been dreaming of from the moment we were born? With you she'll wait until you pop out those Jewish grandbabies but for me it's gonna be a real painful and slowly death."
"Yeah probably, but it's either this or these babies will be born out of wedlock. I'm not putting myself through more stress than I've already been through. We could always promise her a big wedding next year or after we graduate college." She tries to compromise.
"You're right. You've had enough stress, let's not add the stress of planning a wedding with my mom to it all." Noah makes the decision. "Let's fly to Vegas, get married, spent the night there and fly back to stay out here for a week or two before going back to Lima."
"Excellent idea," she agrees. "How do you feel about flying Santana and Quinn out here and being there when we get married along with Lexi if her schedule allows her to be there?"
"Off course, it would be epic if Quinn could bring Beth with her, I really would like her to be there. As my daughter and for you to have both your sisters, biologically and the ones from another mister at your side." he whispers.
"Oh Noah," the brunette sighs grabbing her phone from the nightstand.
"Hey, it's me." She speaks as on the other end the phone is picked up.
"Rachel," the tired voice of her mother breathes. "Everything all right?"
"Yes, but I wanted to ask you something and if you say no I totally understand." Rachel begins.
"Anything," Shelby agrees immediately.
"Don't agree just yet. I was wondering if you trust Quinn enough with Beth to fly her out here." She asks her mother cautiously. "In these two weeks I really grown to love that little girl and I really miss her. So we, Noah and I that is, thought to take her off your hands for a week or two to give you some free time to do whatever."
"Oh sweetie," Shelby sighs. "I trust all four of you with her. With your dads' and Sam moving in it would be good not to have her around. Quinn will need Beth's passport. Judy has a key to my house. She can find the passport in the top drawer of my desk in my office. Are you planning on staying here in LA? Do you want me to call Quinn?"
"That's the idea before the madness of school work, courses and rehearsals break loose," She lies partially to her mother. "I'll call Quinn myself but if you could let Judy know it's all right for Quinn to take Beth that would be great."
"I'll call her first thing tomorrow," the mother promises. "You stay safe okay?"
"We will, good night... mom love ya." Rachel whispers.
"Love you too honey. Goodnight." Shelby ends the call.
"Chellie, you're a genius," Noah grins from ear to ear as he kisses her.
"Hold that thought," She stops him as she searches her contacts again. "I have a few more calls to make."
"Good evening, this is Rachel berry speaking I'd like for you to have my plane with the usual staff ready to go tomorrow morning. My friends and little sister have to be at Van Nuys Airport by nine AM PST, what time do they have to be at Lima Allen County Airport? ... Seven thirty AM right... No that wasn't all, I need it again Sunday night from Van Nuys to Las Vegas where I would like you to book a car service and a Villa at The Bellagio for 6 adults and a toddler till Tuesday including the wedding package 'Just for the Two of You!' preferably at three PM with a private dinner after for the same amount of people and a Deluxe Fountain View Room on Monday. We'll be flying back to Van Nuys on Tuesday at noon." She listens for a second as her requests are repeated. "Yes, that's correct. I'm counting on your absolute discretion."
She looks at the time, noticing it is late but she has to call Quinn and Santana. Knowing Santana's probably still awake that's the one she calls first.
"Hey Rae, how's the city of angels treating ya?" Santana answers the phone after only two rings.
"Hey, I'm sorry for calling this late. I know it's after midnight on your end. And don't ask, it's a mess." Rachel quickly evades the subject. "But that's not why I'm calling. I can't talk long, I have to call Quinn after I talked to you, but I figured you'd be still awake."
"Hold on I'm at Quinn's. I'll put you on speaker." The Latina switches the phone onto speaker.
"Hey Rachel, what's up?" The blonde greets.
"It's a mess. Listen, you two need to get in bed and get some sleep. There is a plane waiting to fly you two and Beth out at seven AM tomorrow morning from Lima Allen County Airport to LA. I'll tell you everything when you get here." Rachel tells them breathlessly.
"Not that I don't want to bring her, but why do we have to bring Beth? What about Shelby? Is she okay with that?" Quinn wants to know.
"Yes, Shelby is okay with you bringing Beth out here. Your mom has a key to Shelby's house, you can find Beth's passport in the top drawer of Shelby's desk in her office. She'll call your mother in the morning informing her it's okay for you to take Beth with you." Rachel assures her ignoring the why. "Now, I'll leave you to it. You have to pack and get some sleep to catch an early flight. Oh and girls, bring a nice dress for a formal gathering."
"Already ahead of you. Your mom already warned us you might call. I only have to pack a bag for Beth." Quinn pauses for a moment, catching on of what her friend had says. "What kind of formal gathering?"
"Off course she did." The brunette huffs. "Not telling, just get on that plane tomorrow, with Beth. Goodnight girls." With that she ends the call.
"What the hell. She hung up on us!" Quinn glares at Santana who is laughing her ass of.
"She did. Noticed how she evaded your questions why we had to bring Beth and what kind of gathering she was talking about?" Santana smiles mischievously. "Good thing we already packed a nice dress or two. My guess to why we have to bring Beth and a nice dress is that we're attending a wedding nobody knows about. Come on, let's get some sleep, we can pack for mini-you in the morning."
When the alarm goes off at six AM the next morning both Quinn and Santana hoped they could get a few hours of sleep on the flight to LA. While Quinn took care of waking, bathing and dressing Beth, Santana got ready so she could take care of feeding Beth breakfast while Quinn got ready and pack a bag for Beth.
By the time she sits down for breakfast Judy also enters the kitchen ready to start her day.
"Good morning girls, you're up early." She greets her daughter and her friend kissing her granddaughter on the head. "Are you going on a trip?" She asks upon seeing the bags.
"Yes," Quinn confirms. "Rachel called last night to tell us that there's a plane waiting to take us to LA and she asked to bring Beth. She already cleared it with Shelby who will be calling you during the morning to inform you it was alright for me to take Beth. Don't ask us why. The only thing we know is that Shelby wanted to show Rachel something or meet someone they kept from her. I'm sorry I don't have more details. This is all they told us. Oh, and I need your key to Shelby's house to pick up Beth's passport."
"That's okay. I'll just wait for Shelby to call me." Judy answers giving her daughter the key she needs. "What time do you have to be at the airport? Do you need me to bring you to Columbus?"
"No. Rachel told us that a plane was waiting at Lima Allen County Airport so I guess we're flying private. We have to be there at seven. I don't know when exactly we'll be back so we'll take my car. I also don't know if Rachel has one so I need to bring Beth's car seat." Quinn explains as she kisses her mom goodbye.
"Have a save trip." Judy wishes them kissing all three. "Give me a call every few days, keep me updated."
"We will. Bye mom. Santana can you take our bags?" With that Quinn picks up Beth and walks out the door.
"Oh my god, Noah," Rachel calls for her fiancé looking in the mirror that morning after her shower. The morning swims she's taken on along with the medicine are really helping against the nausea.
"What's wrong Chell?" Noah comes running into the bathroom. "Did you slip?"
"No. Look." She points at her normally flat stomach where a barely there but notable baby bump is beginning to form.
"Holly shit. Chellie, you're showing." With two steps he closes the distance between them. "But how? Aren't ya only two months pregnant? Quinn didn't show until she was like four." He kisses her as his hands make their way to her stomach to feel the bump. Before things get too headed she backs away.
"Uh huh, no time for games. We have to leave for the airport in thirty minutes to pick up the girls." She turns to walk into the bedroom. "Quinn only had one and I'm expecting twins and I'm tiny. The doctor I saw in New York warned me I might be beginning to show early."
"That means more than enough time for a quickie," he smirks trying to grab her hand.
"No, even a quickie with you makes me unable to walk for the next few hours," he smiles cocky. "And you don't want to leave your daughter waiting at the airport now do ya?" With that the grin disappears. "Yeah, that's what I thought. Come on, get dressed so we can get a quick breakfast before we have to go." She puts on the shortest jean shorts, knowing it would make her legs look good, a tank top and tops it off with flop flops.
"Something tells me this isn't the first time you've been here," he observes as she drives the big Suburban she insisted on taking easily through the streets taking the exit on the other side of the neighborhood as they took yesterday coming in.
"Not really no. You know how I hate winters in Ohio and New York, so ever since my grandparents bought me this house every extended weekend or school break I didn't have to go home I came out here telling Kurt I was going home and telling my dads' I was staying in New York." She smiles at the thought that nobody, not even Santana, ever found out she wasn't where she said she was. "It would have made my stays a whole lot nicer if I had known I had a sister living in this city."
"What's the plan for today?" He asks not knowing how to respond to that last statement of hers.
"After picking up the girls from the airport we head over to Lexi's and from there we'll go to the stadium together." She explains.
"LEXI!" The little blonde squeals as the five of them enter the house running into her big sisters arms. As Lexi hugs her tightly Quinn and Santana share a look of 'What the hell?'
"Quinn, Santana meet my twin sister Lexi. Lex these two are my best friends from home. Quinn, who is also Beth's biological mother, Noah is her biological dad and Santana." Rachel introduces the girls.
"Oh my god, no wonder Shelby was terrified you'd split." It all becomes clear now for Santana.
"Yeah, I've been wondering why she called you two." Rachel wonders.
"She didn't, she just texted us to have a bag packed ready to go to a sunny destination. So we called her asking her to explain herself. She didn't tell us why but she did tell us that your fathers' told her that you had the tendency to run off to your grandparents or Cabo when you get upsetting news," Quinn clarifies. "Care to explain how on earth it is possible that you have a sister you didn't know about?"
"Well, I don't think I have to explain you of all people about the birds and the bees now do I?" Rachel winks.
"Very funny, Man hands. Now talk." The blonde demands so Rachel tells them what happened these last two days while Noah drives them to the swim stadium.
"Now I understand why she was so determined to adopt Beth on an open adoption and that we would visit as often as we could. She knew exactly how it felt to give up a child and have no contact at all." Quinn thought out loud. "I know how it feels? I'm sorry Rae, but my respect for her has just grown."
"Don't worry about it, so is mine," Rachel reassures her. "But that doesn't mean I'm not mad at them for not telling me about Lexi, They deliberately kept us apart all these years. To quote Noah 'that shit just isn't kosher'." Noah sends her a proud look in the mirror.
"Okay we get it, you're mad at your parents. So you just gonna hide out here for a few days?" Santana chips in.
Rachel glances at Noah who gives her a small nod. "Other than take three day trip tomorrow and we were kind of hoping for all of you to come with us, we were planning on staying here for a week or two. Get to know my sisters, blood related and adopted." She says pointing at all girls present.
"I was planning on flying back to Ohio with mom for spring break, but after what happened I don't want to be around her for a while either," Lexi shrugs. "When are we leaving and where are we going?"
Rachel shakes her head. "Not telling. Just pack for three days and bring a nice dress, we're leaving tomorrow after your competition."
With Noah, Quinn and Santana as their bodyguards the oldest 'Corcoran' girls managed to avoid their parents and grandparents all weekend. Needless to say that Quinn and Santana were ecstatic about the house. By the time they boarded the plane Lexi had a silver and a bronze medal safely tucked away in her room at home.
"Told ya," Santana smirks knowingly while the group is driven to the hotel in Vegas.
"Yeah, you did." "Told her what Santana?" Quinn and Rachel say at the same time.
"That you two are getting hitched," the Latina grins.
"How did you know," Rachel asks shocked that their plans have been compromised.
"Don't know, maybe the fact that you called us in the middle of the night telling us to bring Beth and a nice dress," Santana shrugs. "Or because you two have finally decided to stop dancing around each other, which we now know wasn't just dancing around but in fact doing the horizontal tango together for years and be together."
"Okay, you made your point." Rachel gives in. "Yes, we are getting married. Our parents have always been very vocal, although my dads' more restricted, about their wish of Noah and I getting married someday. The minute Deborah finds out I'm pregnant with Noah's babies she'll demand we get married immediately. My mom has been throwing so much on me these last two weeks with Lexi as cherry on the cake that I can't take any more stress. I had to take control somewhere. And if that ends up with the wrath of one Deborah Puckerman so be it. We'll give her a big wedding after the babies are born or after we graduated college."
The car stops at the entrance of the Bellagio and they all wait while Rachel checks them in.
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