Hey everyone here's a new chapter. This is a chapter I've been working on for a while. I think it said everything I needed it to. This one goes out to my grandmother. Happy Mother's Day. I love and miss you.

Any mistakes are my own and I apologize. I love you guys and this story is for all of us.

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Fire and Ice Chapter 21

QPOV

After a couple hours touring the town of Lima, Rachel dropped me off at the house so she could go see Sam. I was a bit uncomfortable knowing that she would be with him, but one thing I learned in the last couple of months is that I trust Rachel more than most people I've encountered.

Taking the time alone in the Berry house, I decided to Skype Santana, since I hadn't given her or Tina much information when I left town. I saw that she was online via her cell phone, and decided to send a video call.

What gives Fabray?

What do you mean?

Let's see, you disappear for days, all we know is that you had to go to Lima. Tina said turning Santana's phone to show her face.

You didn't tell either of us why you were going, or when you'll be back. You know Tina worries. Santana added. I scoffed at her. From the background I could see the roof of Santana's apartment.

Don't you two have jobs? I asked crossing my feet.

Don't change the subject Lucy. Santana said making me sober up a little. Tina nudged her and the two of them started mumbling in the background.

You know she doesn't like to be called that anymore.

Come on dude it's been a while.

Santana Uncle Russell and Aunty Judy used to call her that, you know this.

HEY I yelled trying to get them to stop. They both stopped and stared at me.

Sorry Q. They both said

I told them about everything that happened with Rachel and the baby, the slight altercation with Sam, the doctor's visit, meeting her dads.

Q-

Look I know what you two are going to say-

She's having a baby

It's wild Quinn, you just met this girl.

T, S, I know it's fast. She didn't plan for this.

Neither of you did. You are just getting used to being married, are you sure you can handle being a mother too?

Look I'm not sure that I'm ready for any of this, I'm not even sure I'll be good at it. What I know is that I am falling in love with this girl, we have a connection and no offence to you but she makes me feel safer, reminds me of when my parents were alive. We agreed to take this slow, and this is where the road is leading us. I won't abandon her or her unborn child.

I stared at the two of them. Santana had a frown and Tina was smiling.

You know we're only making sure because we love you.

I love the both of you, I love her, and I'm sure about her. It may not seem like it because we haven't known each other that long; I am in this.

Santana leaned her head against Tina's and smiled.

I guess we have to start baby shopping. Santana sighed.

Mama's gonna freak.

They both are. Tina added.

A knock on the door interrupted my conversation. Hiram stuck his head around the door. I smiled at him, motioning for him to come in.

Guys I have to go.

Bye Q, love you

Give the mother to be a kiss on the stomach for me Santana insisted.

That's a weird thing to say. Tina replied.

I ended the call looking at Rachel's father.

"Sorry to interrupt" Hiram said standing with his hands wrapped around his chest.

"It's no problem, I was talking to my bestfriends"

Hiram nodded his head in acknowledgement. He came over to sit next to me on the bed. This was the first time I've been alone with any of Rachel's fathers and I'll be lying if I wasn't nervous. Not knowing what to do with my hands, I fiddled with the end of my laptop and stared at the floor.

There was an awkward lull in the conversation. What do you say to your wife's father, who you only met 48 hours ago?

"How was your day?" I asked breaking the ice with something simple.

"It wasn't a bad day at work" he replied. Lull. Seriously, it shouldn't be this hard to talk to him.

Talk dammit!

"Quinn I speak for my husband and myself when I say that we want to get to know you. After all you are a part of our family now, and it's only fitting that we get to know you and vice versa. I'm going downstairs to watch a movie, would you care to join me?" he asked walking towards the door.

"Sure I'll be down in a minute" I said.

I shut my laptop down and fixed my clothes, checking to make sure my clothes were good before heading down the stairs. Hiram had the snacks on the coffee table in the living room. Wondering where he disappeared to, I headed to the kitchen to see him with a six pack.

"Want one?" he asked taking it out of the case. I nodded graciously taking it from him. He led the way to the living room sitting on the long couch, I sat on the other end, nervously taking a swig of my beer.

I looked at the beer in admiration.

"Good right?" he asked.

"Very" I agreed

"Brewed right here in Lima. I'll get you a six pack to take home with you" He pressed play on the remote and the movie started.

Armageddon.

"This is one of my favorite movies" I said smiling at the man.

"Really? Mine too"

"That's awesome. You know, my friend Santana owns a bar back in New York. This would be a great beer to add to the drinks menu"

"You think? I'll have to introduce you to Rachel's godfather. He owns the company"

We fell into a long silence, watching the movie. The tension from upstairs slowly seeped out as the movie continued.

Around an hour later, the movie continued and Hiram and I made small talk with one another throughout the movie and he was actually a pretty cool guy. We were both 2 beers in and he was telling me about when Rachel and Sugar were kids. I took my phone out and sent Rachel a text.

Hanging out with one of your dads; he's pretty great. Hope you and Sam are getting along good.

"Texting the Mrs?" Hiram asked smiling smugly.

I nodded "Just checking in to see how she's doing"

Hiram paused the movie and turned to face me.

"Can I ask you something? You don't have to answer, although I would appreciate it if you did"

"Sure Hiram"

"Does my daughter know you're in love with her?"

I bit my lip, looking at him.

"I never said the actual words. I never told her I loved her, I don't want to rush anything more than we already have and with the baby on the way, and her feelings for Sam that are still there I don't want to do anything to hurt her. She knows we both admitted that there's love there, it's hard not to see it, but I love her enough to let her take her time"

Hiram looked at me in silence.

"What about Sam. He and Rachel were each other's first everything. A person doesn't just get over that"

Before I could answer the door opened and Rachel came walking in. There was paleness to her face, like she had been throwing up all evening.

"Sweetie, are you okay?" I asked going to meet her where she stood. She wiped her mouth, looking from to her father, to me.

"I'm fine. Had to stop on the road and throw up. I have to go wash up"

"You sure you're okay?" Hiram asked a little ways behind us.

"I'm good. Just need a shower. I promise" she assured us. She smiled reassuringly at me so I nodded.

"I'll come check on you in a bit. You hungry?"

She shook her head mumbling something about going to take a shower.

"Are you sure you're okay with me leaving tonight?" I asked coming out of the bathroom in a jeans and bra. Rachel pulled her eyes away from the laptop long enough to look at me.

"Yes Quinn. It's just an evening out with Rory. Chances are he's going to take you to the only bar worth going to in Lima for a few drinks. No big deal" she answered.

I sat on the bed bouncing her slightly before pulling her in for a kiss on the cheek. She pulled away my embrace and turned back to her laptop.

"Rach what is it?" I asked

Her weird attitude had not gone unnoticed by me tonight. Ever since she came from Sam's house she's been acting strangely towards me. I tried to ask her about it, but every time I did she would blow me off and change the subject.

"Nothing. Have fun with Rory. Besides this is the first time in a while it'll be just me and my dads and I want to spend time with them"

I didn't buy the broad smile on her face for one bit, but decided to shelve this matter, at least for tonight.

"Right" I replied, grabbing my shirt and her copy of the house keys, leaving the bedroom.

Making sure I had my phone and money before I actually left. When I reached the stairs Sugar was there walking towards me.

"What's wrong with your face?" she asked.

I laughed, punching her arm. "Very funny, I'm out"

"Have fun, and on behalf of my husband and our friends, I'm so sorry" she said before disappearing behind our bedroom door.

I raised my eyebrow as I walked down the stairs to see Leroy holding Shaylee and Rory juggling tennis balls.

"What have I married into" I said low enough that neither of them would hear.

"From what I've heard and seen for myself you're fitting in pretty well yourself" Hiram said from behind me. I turned my head to a side.

"So far"

Rory caught the balls and leaned in to kiss his heartily laughing daughter.

"Goodnight álainn"

"Say goodnight daddy" Leroy replied motioning a shaking motion with one of Shaylee's hands "Night Aunty Quinn"

"Night night Shay"

"Hey guys, next round is on me" Sam said pulling the bar stool next to Rory out so he could sit down. Disadvantages of living in a small town, coming to the one good bar and finding your wife's ex-boyfriend/future baby daddy sitting on the opposite side of the bar, utterly inebriated. When we first arrived, Rory offered to go somewhere else, but the possibility of this man being in my life forever, meant that I had to have a somewhat tolerable relationship with him, so I suggested we stay, not wanting to cause any strain between his friendship with Sam either.

Sam leaned forward to look at me when the drinks came and winked. The music wasn't as loud as Neon's, but the playlist was perfect for the setting. The smooth jazz provided a calming break in the tension that began to build between the three of us.

Rory and Sam were in a low conversation as I nursed my second beer. I could see from the reflection of the blue bar lights on their faces that I was the subject of discussion; at the very least our situation was.

Sam leaned into the bar again. "Hey, hey Quinn, you don't mind if I crash your boys night, do you?"

"I am not a boy"

"No, yet my girlfriend wants you to stick it to her"

I bit on my lip as Rory shot him an accusing look. He held both hands up in surrender before taking a swig of his beer.

"Sorry" he slurred holding his hands up in surrender.

"Whatever" I muttered

Rory turned to me with an apologetic look. I shrugged it off, it not being necessary. The bartender came up to us, now free from serving the few patrons.

"Hey Jake" Rory said "Quinn this is Jake Puckerman, friend of ours. Jake this is Quinn"

I nodded to him in acknowledgement.

"Yeah, my brother told me about you" he said leaning in to me over the bar. "Don't let Noah get to you; he's just a protective hard ass when it comes to Rach"

"I don't blame him" I replied "She's a special girl"

"Don't I know it" Sam all but shouted, slamming his beer on to the counter.

"Okay buddy, I'm cutting you off" Jake said holding out his hands "Keys"

Sam fished around in his pockets.

"Why didn't you cut him off earlier?" Rory asked

Jake looked at us incredulously "Dude, I did" he retorted before going to deal with a group of customers that walked in.

Rory rolled his eyes, putting his shoulder around Sam and looked at me.

"I'm really sorry this is happening. I just wanted to have a few beers and hang out and now I'll be stuck taking care of this idiot all night. You wanna just take my car home and I'll drive him?"

"Dudeeeeee, you don't have to worry about me. I mean sure I'm a little drunk and sure it's because Rachel stopped us from having sex tonight, but I really just wanted to forget about-"

"Hold up" I said

"Quinn" Rory started

I held my hand up for him to stop and stood in front of Sam.

"You and Rachel did what?"

Sam smiled smugly "She didn't tell you, I guess the two of you aren't as close as you think" He stumbled off the chair. Rory held him up, about to take him outside when he put his arm around me.

"Rachel and I-"

I shrugged his hand off me, about to make my way out of the bar.

"Take him home" I insisted. Rory handed me the keys then handed Jake some money.

"Wait wait, Quinn" Sam

Against my better judgment I stopped to stand in front him.

"What?"

He leaned in to whisper in my ear.

"It's good to know that I can still get Rachel wet"

My blood began to boil and before I knew what was happening, Jake was over the bar and holding on to me. Sam laid on the floor with Rory at his side laughing. I kicked him again before being completely dragged away from the two of them. Jake walked me to the car mumbling something about drama every time Rachel comes to visit. He waited until I got into Rory's car before leaving me.

I took my phone out to stare at the picture of Rachel and Widget. I remembered the day we took that picture, and the huge smiled she had as she clung to him. Slowly the numbers to her phone entered the phone and I got the courage to press the call button.

Hey She answered.

Quinn?

This was a conversation I didn't want to have; especially with under the new circumstances

Quinn are you there?

Did you sleep with him? I asked expecting my voice to be steadier than it actually was.

What? Quinn what are-

This evening Rachel, you went to see Sam, did you sleep with him?

I didn't she replied

But you wanted to I confirmed from her tone.

Quinn I- we made out. I didn't tell you because I regretted it as soon as it happened. If you hadn't sent me that message I nev-

Wait! My text message is the only reason you stopped? Is that what you're saying?

Quinn

No Rachel, I'm taking Rory's car back to his house.I replied as if she even asked.

Can you come home so we can talk about it?

Are you sure that's what you want to do Rachel, cause it seems talk is a word you use for inappropriately making out with someone who you claimed things were so terrible with.

Okay so maybe I took that a bit too far. I thought hearing the sob over the phone.

I can't do this right now Rachel,

Are-are you saying you're leaving me?

I'm saying that right now I need to think. I'll talk to you later.

I turned my phone off before throwing it into the passenger seat. My head rested against back on to the headrest and I breathed a sigh. The door of the bar opened again and I saw Rory struggling with Sam.

"I hate being the bigger person" I muttered to myself, closing the door behind me.

"Here I'll hold him. You get the back seat" I said putting his other hand around my shoulder. Rory nodded and opened the back door of Sam's truck. Rory took him from me, grunting, pulling him into the seat.

"You guys are awefuckingsome" Sam slurred before snorting and passing out.

Rory shook his head, climbing out and closing the door.

"I'm really sorry about tonight. I really wanted to hang with you" he said

"Same here"

"Well he's out, we could maybe go back in for another beer" he suggested

I shook my head.

"I need to take a breather. I'll take your car to your house and walk back to the house" I informed him.

"No don't do that, Sugar can drive it home tomorrow after her run I guess. Are you okay?"

I nodded "Just need some time to think"

"Hey I know what he said set you off, but Sam is actually a really good guy. He may be a jerk right now, I'm not making any excuses for that; though I think for the sake of your unborn child you two should try to find some middle ground. Get to know each other"

"I don't think I'm going to be a problem for them for much longer Rory. I'll see you later. Take care of him" I said walking over to the car, leaving him there.

As the car sped down the emptying street, I let the night's wind hit me full in the face. I wasn't fully sure where to go; this wasn't my town after all. I settled, however, for driving around the streets. The quiet of the town was welcoming, helping me to compartmentalize my thoughts.

This isn't where I planned to end it. That being said, this was the perfect place to end it. More to come soon. Have a great week everyone. I love you all. Oh and álainn is a Gaelic name for Beautiful Girl. I thought it cute for Rory to call Shaylee that.

Specks :)