Chapter Twenty-Four

"Alright mom…love you too," hanging up she falls back on her bed and deeply exhales.

"What's the matter?" Rachel asks sitting next to her.

"My mom will be home in about a half hour and I still have no idea what I'm going to say to her or how I'm going to say it."

"Look at me," taking her hands she puts them on her chest. "That is called your heart and whatever you need to say to her will come from here and it'll be okay. Just remember that your mom loves you and she might not approve of this at first but she'll be okay with it eventually."

"You know I love when talk all sweet to me."

"And you know I love to talk sweet to you, but as much as I would love to stay here and continue to do it, we have to go finish cleaning and start dinner." Walking downstairs they find Santana sitting in the kitchen.

"You know Santana I appreciate all of the help that you have given Rachel and I, but that…"

"Can it Q…what are you going to say to mama Q?"

"I don't know yet but I'll think of something; you have to go though because my mother will be home soon and I still have to cook dinner." Smiling she opens the front door and pushes Santana out the door. "So what should we make?"

"I don't know she's your mother; what does she like?"

"I don't know…salad and lasagna I guess."

"Okay well then in that case you start making the lasagna and I'll make the salad. We'll make this dinner together just like we will tonight."

"I sure hope nothing goes wrong Rach."

"It might Quinn I'm not going to lie to you; your mother will probably be shocked which will result in some yelling, but know that no matter what I'll be here, Santana and Brittany will be, the rest of Glee Club, my dad's. You are loved by so many people Quinn and your mother won't love you any less even though it might take her a little time to realize it."

"I'm lucky to have you here right now you know that?"

"Same here…I wouldn't want to be going through this with anyone else."

"Thank you guys for a great dinner," Judy states passing the salad.

"Well with you coming home from a long business trip weekend, I didn't think cooking was on your mind."

"Well thank you Quinny; so how's the song writing going?"

"Great we actually finished and our ballad was chosen for Nationals as well."

"Great job ladies, what is they about?"

"Finding the perfect person that accepts you for who you are and actually helps you become a better person in the long run."

"Very cute…who wrote it and which boy is it about?" She laughs before taking a sip of her wine.

"Rachel wrote it and…"

"Oh I get it…it's probably about he who must not be named so I'll drop it not a problem."

No it's not about Finn," taking a deep breath she looks at Rachel who smiles at her. "Rachel wrote that song about me."

"Oh well that's nice; I'm glad that you two have become such good friends that you can do that."

"No mom you aren't listening; she didn't write that song because she and I have become great friends, but because…because we're more than that."

Looking back and forth smiling, Judy shakes her head putting down her glass, "Quinn how many sisters do you want? I mean you have your actual sister, Santana…"

"Mom you're not listening to me," throwing her silverware down she stands up leans against her chair. "Rachel and I are not friends, she's not like my sister, she's more than that to me. Rachel has helped me open my eyes and see who I truly am, she has, with the help of Santana and Brittany, helped me accept who I am."

"Quinny I don't understand what you're saying."

"That's because you aren't listening; Rachel and I are dating."

Dropping her wine glass on the floor, Judy snaps her head to look at Rachel who is slowing chewing and continuing to look down at her plate. "Excuse me?"

"Rachel and I are dating mom," sitting back down she takes a deep breath and just looks at her.

"You two are dating? You, my daughter Quinn, and you, her friend Rachel…two beautiful young women, are dating? Is it April and I wasn't informed because this has to be some sort of a joke."

"It's not mom; we get each other and…"

"And nothing Quinn this is the end of the discussion…you need to get out of my house."

"Really mom…the old get out of my house routine?"

"I'm not talking to you Quinn I'm talking to her," looking over at Rachel she folds her arms.

"Ms. Fabray I respect you and your daughter…"

"I said get out."

"I understand Ms. Fabray," she goes to get up when Quinn pulls her back down.

"No Rachel sit down; mom you can't and you won't change my mind so kicking Rachel out of the house won't do anything."

"Rachel please leaves so I can discuss this with my daughter."

"No Rachel you're staying because whatever my mom has to say she can say in front of you."

"I'm going to ask one more time…"

"Fine mom she'll leave…and so will I," getting up she takes Rachel's hand and starts to walk out of the kitchen.

"Quinn Fabray if you walk out that door don't even think about coming back."

Turning around they both look at her with their mouth's slightly open, "what?"

"You heard me Quinny; if you walk out that door right now before we can talk, don't even think about coming back." Continuing to eat her dinner, Rachel smiles and walks out of the room.

"No Rachel stop…don't you have anything to say?" Judy asks.

"Miss. Fabray I need you to know that neither one of us planned for this to happen. We just talked and listened to each other and found out that we liked each other."

"You manipulated her…you and your gay father's manipulated my innocent, Christian daughter into…"

"Shut up mom that's enough; I'm leaving with Rachel and I'm not coming back." Quinn pulls Rachel out the door and into her car.

"Quinn are you okay?" Rachel leans over and lifts up Quinn's head to show that she's crying.

"I can't believe my mom said that; I mean I thought that some harsh things were going to be said, but…"

"It's going to be okay Quinn I know where we can go…let me drive."

"I mean she's my mother…" Rachel get's Quinn out of the driver's seat and helps her into the passenger. "Those things that she said to you,"

"It's okay thanks to the past two years of harsh criticism and being made fun of, my skin has gotten a lot tougher." Pulling away she puts her arm around Quinn as Quinn leans into her.