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Chapter Twenty-Five

"What the hell did you do to her Rachel?" Santana asks putting her arm around Quinn and going into her bedroom.

"She didn't do anything Santana…we told my mom."

"Oh shiz Q I'm sorry."

"I need your bathroom," walking away she shuts the door.

"What happened…she got kicked out again?"

Sitting down on Santana's bed, Rachel continues to look back at the bathroom door. "Not technically; I mean she did tell her that if she walked out the door to not come back, but she also threw in there if you leave without us talking about this then don't come back, so I think she just wanted to talk."

"Did she make a scene?"

"Kind of…I mean of course she stated that Quinn is a religious woman making it seem like I turned her to the dark side, but she's just confused."

"Do I need to show her some Lima Heights to scare her?"

"That's not going to be necessary but we appreciate the thought." Lowering her voice she sees Quinn walk out of the bathroom, "are you okay?"

"Yeah I will be…sorry S for barging in like this."

"It's fine…hang on," walking out the bedroom door, Quinn lies on Rachel's lap.

"Now for a real answer…how are you?"

"I can't believe I got kicked out of my house again."

"Well, and please don't get mad at me for saying this, your mom did say that she wanted to talk about it."

Sitting up she pushes her hair out of her face, "I know that Rachel, but all she would have said is this isn't right and you know it so this can't happen and blah blah blah."

"La abuela se la pistola y spray de pimiento, la perra está en la puerta," Santana yells to her grandmother while walking back into the room. "Sorry about that just grabbing my baseball bat…I'll be right back. You two just stay here and carry on with whatever you were just talking about." Smiling she pats them both on the back, "abuela rapido."

"Did she just say something about a gun?" Rachel asks watching Quinn walk over to the window.

"What the hell?" Quinn looks out the window and sees Judy's car. "Uh oh."

"What's the matter?"

"Lima Heights Santana is about to introduce herself to my mother," she states running out of the room.

"Oh no," following her down the stairs they get to the door where Santana has the bat resting on her shoulder and her grandmother still walking down the hallway.

"Santana please stop," Quinn pushes her to the side. "Mom what are you doing here?"

"I figured you would be here after last night…"

"After last night nothing…we went back to Rachel's house and spent the night, I cried. Then we woke up this morning and ate breakfast and I cried; we started to eat lunch while I was crying and Rachel couldn't take it anymore so she brought me here. My mother, for the second time in my life, kicked me out of the house that I grew up in because she didn't like the path I was taking in life. Now I have two choices right now…I could let Santana and her grandmother… where is she?" Quinn asks the heated Latina.

"She's coming Q…she's a little older give her more time."

"Okay; so I could let them show you what Lima Heights is all about, or I can go on a walk with you under one condition."

"And what would that be?"

"No trying to change my mind; you listen to me and don't talk until I say so…and Rachel has to come as well."

Looking at Quinn, she turns her head to see Santana popping gum in her face and her grandmother walking up behind her. "Deal."

"Great I'll meet you outside," shutting the door she looks at Santana and smacks her on the arm.

"Damn Q."

"What's all this," she points to the bat, gun, and pepper. "Pepper?"

"I said pepper spray she's a little hard on hearing; I wasn't actually going to use it, it was just for show."

"Right," opening the door again her and Rachel walk out.

"So I'm going to explain it from the beginning; Rachel and I have never agreed on anything whether it came to Glee or boys. When Mr. Schue partnered us together I figured this was going to be the worst experience of my life only because I only knew the Rachel from school, not the Rachel outside of school. Once she and I actually got to know each other I started liking her as a friend, but then I heard her lyrics and saw the passion that she has for music and life and I just…I came undone. I'm not doing this to piss you off or to make you feel uncomfortable or anything mom, I love Rachel and she isn't forcing me into this relationship or making me change my views on religion. Rachel has taught me so much in these past few months about myself that I didn't know and I hope that you can learn to respect her and this relationship." Taking Rachel's hand she continues to walk looking at Judy who is just staring straight ahead with her arms folded. "Do you have anything to say now?"

"Quinn I have never stopped loving you; you have always been my little Quinny through everything. It tore me up when your father kicked you out and I know I should have said something I know that, but he was the love of my life. What you just described to me about your feelings for Rachel was the same way that I felt for your father so I know this is real, but…"

"But?"

"But you are suppose to be with a man and…"

"Yeah and it was suppose to rain today but it didn't; a lot of things are suppose to happen mom but it doesn't and you know why? It's called life where unexpected things happen but you adjust to them and get use to it eventually loving it."

"Quinn I was shocked when you said you were pregnant, but after some time I did get use to it so I understand where you're coming from I do. You have to understand what you are asking me to do though; give up a big gorgeous wedding, the fact that I'm going to be a grandmother, having a son-in-law around to intimidate, all because you want this."

"Miss. Fabray I understand that you are shocked and you don't quite understand how to adjust to this, but it's not as bad as you are making it sound. I have a bunch of respect for you as a single mother and you have done an amazing job raising your daughters, but life has different roads in life and right now Quinn is going down, as I would assume you see it, not a straight path, but what your daughter is asking of you is to just turn the wheel a little and try it."

"I just don't think I can right now; I'm not kicking you out Quinn, but she isn't allowed over to the house," Judy turns around walking away from the girls.

"Well you tried Quinn."

"Yeah I guess; thank you for trying too."

"What else am I here for?"

"I don't know what to do."

"Wait; time heals all and when it comes to your mother, as you saw from your pregnancy, time will be all she needs."

"Can we go back to your house; I just need to be around some support right now."

"Absolutely but what's wrong with Santana's?"

"She's eventually going to be going over to Brittany's or Brittany's going to come over and you and I will be stuck with her grandma."

"Good point I'll drive."