Did you tell her?

by canikeepthispen

Quinn loves Rachel. This is very clear. But Rachel still holds Quinn at a distance, flirting with girls and guys at NYADA. One night, Quinn throws caution to the wind,and realizes that all the years she held back had a reason. But, can Quinn really trust what she thought she heard through a dorm room door? First fanfic, just saying. Also, a little AU.

25. Chapter 25 Ms Fabray and Ms Berry

Rachel could hardly contain her excitement. FINALLY, she had found one part of Quinn's family that was not venomous. Quinn was immediately on the line.

"Rach? Rach….where are you? Are you at Fran's?!"

"Hello Quinn. I am. I was armed to the teeth as they say when I got here, but I must admit that you sister does not require heavy shot. Are you up for a visit Q-bear?"

Quinn nearly dropped the phone. Q-BEAR? Rachel was trying to kill her with the sweetness. That elated and frightened her.

Quinn carefully readjusted her phone while stuffing bills into the cabbies hands.

"I am right outside Rae. "

The door to Francine and Cal's burst open and suddenly Quinn found herself with arms full of Berry.

"Well…hello to you too!"

Rachel leaned in and softly kissed Quinn on the cheek. "I have found out a lot I don't think you know this morning-well early afternoon now- Quinn. I would love it if you would let Fran explain some things to you."

Quinn's raised eyebrow did not deter the young songstress.

"Oh Quinn….put the eyebrow away! This is your FAMILY. Please, just try to hear her out. I will hold your hand the whole time."

Quinn smirked and kissed the backside of Rachel's hand that was wrapped around hers.

"Really Ms. Berry? Hand holding? Before our first date?"

Rachel beamed a smile and gripped Quinn's hand even tighter.

"Well, a girl can hope Ms. Fabray. After you."

Rachel swept the door open and hoped that everything would work out….finally. Francine and Quinn deserved this. Santana however- well, she was going to have to work.

Rachel was true to her word. They entered the Collins home holding hands, and after pleasantries to Cal and Santana, adventured into the kitchen where Fran was.

Quinn set her jaw and looked to the table, where a framed sonogram was laid.

"What is that?"

Frannie turned her pained eyes to Quinn, holding her gaze for a minute before flicking down to the picture on the table.

"That is Jack. Your nephew."

As Quinn gasped Fran turned to her and said "I think you should sit down little sister. There is a lot I need to tell you."

It was a good thing Francine suggested that, because Quinn's legs were already folding under her.