Disclaimer:

Some dialogue used and modified from Glee S1.15 (Power of Madonna)

Author's Note:

Hey readers, I've got a serious stomach flu, so I'm sorry for the delay and the shortness of this chapter. The next chapters might be a little slow coming too if I don't get to feeling better.

Also, I realized that I referred to Rachel as sixteen, but where her birthday falls would actually make her fifteen when this story started so I corrected that.

zKai

After Quinn left, Rachel flopped down on the bed. She closed her eyes and thought of what had happened. It made her heart flutter and her stomach clench excitedly.

Her dick had tented the front of her shorts again at the memory.

She glanced at the clock, seeing it was not long after four.

I've got time, she thought.

Rachel pulled down her skirt and shorts once again, letting her mind float to the way Quinn looked kneeling in front of her while she grasped her erection.

"Hey, I'm glad you could make it," Jesse greeted, leaning against the wall of the store they had agreed to meet at.

"Good evening Jesse," Rachel replied with a smile. She was still high off her experience with Quinn and while she as happy to be seeing Jesse, she was more anxious to pass the time so she could get home to Quinn. "Why did we meet here?"

Jesse pushed open the door and it chimed lightly. "My uncle owns this place," he told her.

Rachel followed him into the little music shop and grinned. The store had a piano right in the middle and the walls were lined with sheet music and other instruments.

"I've never been here," she commented, in awe that Lima even had a dedicated music store.

"He just opened it a few weeks ago," Jesse explained.

He showed her around the shop and then to the two practice rooms attached to the back. They ended up seated at the piano, thumbing through some music.

"So Rachel Berry," Jesse said, glancing at her, "tell me about you."

Rachel blushed slightly. She honestly couldn't think about much else then Quinn at the moment so it was difficult to focus.

"Well, I've lived in Ohio all my life with my fathers…"

"Fathers?" Jesse asked curiously.

"Yes, I have two dads," she said, eyeing him to see his reaction. She felt relief when Jesse didn't even flinch.

"What are their names?" he asked.

"Leroy and Hiram," she answered.

Jesse hummed slightly at their names. "And you're an only child?"

"Yes," Rachel said with a smile, "Of course, Quinn, that's my girlfriend, is staying with us."

"You're girlfriend lives with you?" Jesse asked, his brows arched up on his forehead.

"Yeah," she answered with a goofy smile. After a moment, her expression became more solemn as she looked at him. "Her parents weren't too thrilled she was dating a girl and kicked her out."

"Harsh," he murmured.

"Very much so," Rachel agreed.

Jesse glanced at her with a curious look. "So you're dads are just cool with you guys dating and living together?"

Rachel shrugged her shoulders. "Mostly," she told him.

"Have you guys done it?" he asked, trying not to smirk.

"It?" she questioned.

Rachel had a pretty good idea what 'it' he was talking about and she could feel her cheeks flushing. She hoped he would drop it if she played dumb.

"You know," he said, letting his smirk shine through, "It's not a big deal."

"It is for a girl," Rachel replied.

She anxiously ran her hands along her legs. Rachel had done a lot of thinking and fantasizing about when she and Quinn would go all the way. Thinking about it now, she realized she wasn't even close to ready to lose her virginity.

"Right, two girls… That must be dramatic," Jesse commented with a wrinkle of his nose.

"Just a little," Rachel said with a half-smile.

Their conversation lulled and the two performers messed around singing a couple songs. When seven o'clock rolled around, Rachel was quick to say she needed to go since she knew Quinn would be getting done with the game.

"Well, I hope to see you again before regionals," Jesse said while he walked her out to her car.

"Oh, I suppose I forgot to mention I've quit glee club," she replied.

He gasped dramatically, making Rachel smile slightly. She leaned against the driver's door of her car.

"Then where are you getting your performing fix?" he asked gravely.

"I haven't found anything yet," Rachel said with a slight frown. "I've been slightly preoccupied. Since quitting glee there has been a lot of drama at McKinley."

Jesse scoffed slightly. "Well I'm sure those wannabes are missing you now that they don't have a star."

She blushed and shrugged her shoulders.

"The glee clubbers aren't on the best terms with Quinn and me," she told him.

"I've heard McKinley has a reputation for bullying," Jesse said, rubbing his hand against his chin. His eyes lit up and he grinned at her. "You should transfer to Carmel!"

"What?" Rachel asked, slightly bewildered.

"I mean it'd be perfect right? You obviously aren't getting the recognition you need at McKinley and if you transferred you could join Vocal Adrenaline!" he told her excitedly. "Plus, getting to work with someone like Ms. Corcoran will help you improve."

Rachel bit into her lower lip. The offer was pretty tempting, especially knowing she could be in such a great group. With a sigh, she shook her head.

"I can't," she told him woefully.

"Why not?"

"Quinn," Rachel said, "I couldn't just leave her at McKinley by herself."

"Couldn't she transfer too? Sure, her stage presence leaves much to be desired, but she might make it as a backup dancer at Carmel," he offered.

Rachel almost wanted to point out that her girlfriend wasn't just a prop to sway in the background, but refrained.

"She's captain of the Cheerios. I couldn't ask her to leave," Rachel said.

"Maybe you should start thinking more about your career then your love life," Jesse commented. "Sure, you and Quinn are serious now, but what about five years from now? The experience you'd gain from Vocal Adrenaline will always be there, but Quinn might not be."

Rachel headed home after their conversation about transferring. Jesse's words stuck with her in the most unsettling way. He definitely had a point about Quinn.

As much as she wanted to believe her and Quinn were endgame, she also knew that things weren't always so simple. Plus, they had only been dating for a few months, she couldn't exactly start thinking about marriage.

Sighing, she stepped out of her car and headed up to the front door.

"Oh you're home already," Rachel said with surprise when she found Quinn rummaging through her bag in the entry way.

"There wasn't much to stick around for and Santana was in a rush to get out of there," Quinn told her, straightening up.

"I could have picked you up," Rachel said. She stepped in the blonde and wrapped her arms around her waist.

Quinn easily returned the embrace, resting her forehead on the top of Rachel's head.

"It's fine. Santana has to go close by here to get to her place anyway," she said softly.

Rachel breathed in deeply, taking in Quinn. It made her relax. She didn't want to think about what Jesse had said.

"How was your musical date?" Quinn asked teasingly. She smiled when Rachel huffed a little.

"It was hardly a date, Quinn," Rachel reprimanded.

She titled her head up to look at Quinn and was pleasantly surprised when she was met with a kiss. Rachel gasped at the heatedness of the contact.

"What was that for?" she asked breathlessly when Quinn pulled away.

"Nothing," Quinn said with a little quirk of her lips. She wasn't particularly worried about Jesse, but she did feel a small flare of jealousy of the boy.

Rachel eyed her carefully, before letting it slide. "By the way, my evening with Jesse was very enjoyable," she said, pulling away from Quinn.

The blonde's brows arched up on her forehead.

"Very enjoyable, huh?" she questioned, following Rachel up the stairs.

"Yes, very much so," Rachel said. Since her back was to Quinn she allowed herself to smirk.

"Are you taunting me?" Quinn asked.

She hurried her pace to keep up with Rachel. The singer gave her a teasing grin as she led the way into her room.

"I would never," Rachel gasped playfully.

Quinn lunged forward and caught Rachel around the waist, grinning when her girlfriend let out a tiny squeal.

"Unhand me at once!" she cried, struggling against Quinn's grip.

The blonde just giggled, wrapping her arms more firmly around her. She dipped her head and pressed a kiss to the side of her neck.

"More enjoyable then spending time with me earlier this afternoon?" Quinn asked in a whisper. She let her lips brush against Rachel's ear, feeling the girl shudder in her hold.

"Of course not," Rachel breathed. She bit into her lip to keep from making any noise when Quinn nipped at her ear lobe.

She rested her hands on Quinn's arms and leaned back into her embrace. Her head settled on Quinn's shoulder and the blonde took the opportunity to nip at her throat.

"Quinn," she murmured, reaching one hand back to thread her fingers through hair.

"I missed you," the blonde whispered to her.

Not being able to stand it, Rachel flipped around in the girl's arms and pressed their lips together. Quinn eagerly leaned into the contact while her hands gently gripped at Rachel's back.

"I don't have to worry about Jesse do I?" Quinn asked softly, her vulnerability showing through.

Rachel smiled gently, cupping her hands against her cheeks. "He's a non-issue," she assured her.

Quinn smiled and pressed their lips together once more.

"This can't be right…"

"Well it must be," Jesse huffed, pushing his wet hair away from his face.

"And she said she was an only child?"

"Yes," he answered exasperatedly. "Only child, lived in Ohio all her life, daughter to Leroy and Hiram Berry…"

"I had a son," Shelby said severely.

Jesse slumped back in his seat. He wasn't sure why he signed on for this. Sure, he wanted to help his director out, but this was getting kind of weird.

"Look, maybe something happened to him and the Berrys adopted another kid," he offered, only to shrink back when Shelby glared at him.

"No, something just isn't right," she reasoned.

Jesse sighed, resting his elbow against the car door and placed his chin in his hand.

"You need to get more information," Shelby told him with a stern nod.

"What more do you need to know?" he huffed a little. "I mean, she sounds and looks exactly like you. Maybe your Steve was more of an Eve."

"He'd be fifteen, there's no way any parent would allow someone that young to make that sort of choice," she grumbled.

When she saw the sectionals McKinley high participated, she wasn't too impressed, until a girl by the name of Rachel Berry walked out on stage. She had read her name in the pamphlet and didn't think anything of it, but when she sang Shelby realized something was going on.

Rachel Berry might as well have been a clone of herself at fifteen. It was almost eerie.

Over the years, she had tried to forget about her son. She barely got to see him in the delivery room and didn't even know his name. After they took the baby out of the room, Leroy Berry has handed her a check and promised to take good care of him.

Now she wondered if his promise was even true.

"Get to know her," Shelby instructed him. "Do whatever you have to."

"She's got a girlfriend," Jesse commented.

"What?" she asked harshly.

Jesse held his hands up in a don't-shoot-the-messenger sort of way.

"Well figure it out Jesse, you're a smart kid," she told him.

Thanks for reading!

Posted: 2/15/14

Word Count: ~2000