Summary: Sequel to Dirty Little Secret
Pairing: strong Rachel/Quinn
Notes: Quinn and Rachel exchange texts while Quinn's grandparents are visiting. Rachel formulates a plan.
Warning: nothing that I can think of this time
Disclaimer: I won nothings but the random rambling of which occur in my brain. Glee and any other copyrighted content used belongs to the respective owners.
Quinn found herself wishing that Rachel was with her to help ease the tension being around her grandparents brought. She also wanted a way to ease the awkwardness between them that had followed after her interrupted proposal. One day she was going to give Santana hell for this, that she was most definitely sure of, a dead arm was not enough punishment. She was thankful that her mom had changed so much, it meant that she only had to keep half an eye on Beth while she was sat in Judy's lap, Judy for her part seemed just as perturbed as she was by her grandparents. Drawing her phone out of her pocket she decided to text Rachel to try and rid them of whatever it was they seemed to be in at the moment.
You never answered my question...
Rachel's face lit up when she saw that she had a text from her girlfriend, she honestly hadn't expected to hear from the girl while her grandparents were visiting.
You never got to finish asking...
Quinn tried to figure out who she was supposed to respond to that, it was true, she'd never finished asking Rachel to marry her. Her fingers hovered over the phone as she tried to think of an appropriate response when another message came through.
Quinn Fabray, if you even think of finishing that question via the means of text I swear on our daughters I will hurt you!
The blonde couldn't help but laugh, of course Rachel would think that's what she was doing, it was so absurd that it actually made a kind of sense. Her mother shot her a questioning glance and she just pointed at her phone.
Rachel Berry, you should know me better than that! I would never dream of doing such a thing.
Rachel smiled, she did know Quinn better than that, but she felt that she needed to toy with the blonde in order to get her to relax a little, things had been so tense since Santana had interrupted them.
Just making sure ;)
You're impossible
Maybe, but you love me anyway
I really, really do
I love you too, you know that, right?
I do, Rach. Stop worrying, I know you are.
*sigh* Fine. How are things with your grandparents?
Did you just sigh at me? Ugh. I can't wait til they go home.
Rachel frowned, she hated that she couldn't be there to support Quinn.
I did, what you going to do about it? Is it really that bad?
Quinn smirked and shook her head, sometimes Rachel made it too easy.
I'll give you a reason to sigh the next time I see you :P Yes.
Don't make promises you can't keep, Quinn. What are they doing?
What makes you think I can't keep it? Besides trying to correct Beth's posture?
Ok, we can continue this later. More pressing things. Want me to come kick their ass?
Rachel, you couldn't kick anybody's ass if you tried.
I can and I will! Especially if they're trying to 'correct' my already perfect daughter! GRRR!
Quinn grinned at that, it made her so happy that Rachel thought of Beth as her own daughter, very much like she thought of Charlie as hers. They really had formed a family together and she wouldn't give it up for anything in the world.
Calm down. I'm stealing her away in a minute with the excuse of a nap. We're gonna hide out in the nursery together and read.
You going to be ok?
We'll be fine. Shouldn't you be going to feed Charlie anyway?
...crap! I didn't realise the time.
lol go feed Charlie, Rach. I'll call you later.
Ok, Quinn?
Yeah?
Don't let them get to you, you're better than them.
Thanks, Rach.
I love you xXx
I love you too! Go feed Charlie lol x
As Rachel fed Charlie, she started to form a plan. Quinn had said so much to her on Saturday and while she never got to finish her question, she never gave Rachel a chance to respond to any of it. That was going to change. She knew exactly what she was going to do and she knew the one person that would be able to help her and keep the secret behind the reason for what she was planning to do. Positioning Charlie against her, she leant further back into the cushions of the couch, scrolled through her phone until she found the name she needed and hit call.
"Go for Puck!"
"Hi Noah."
"Hey Rach, everything ok? Are the girls ok?"
"Everything's fine, Noah. The girls are ok, I promise."
"Ok, good. Then what's up? You hardly ever call."
"I need your help with something."
"Name it."
"You still have your guitar, right?"
"Yep, why?"
"Do you think you could come over and bring it with you?"
"Isn't Quinn at hers?"
"She is, her grandparents are there."
"Ok...are you sure you want me to come over?"
"It'll be fine, besides, Daddy's home."
"Are you absolutely sure? I mean, I haven't been over just me since before...you and Quinn got together."
"Nice save and yes I'm sure. I really need your help with something and it's time sensitive. Besides, if I can trust you with Charlie I'm almost certain I can trust you to behave yourself around me."
"Aww, Rach..."
"I mean it, Noah. I trust you with Charlie and I trust you to be around me. Do you think you can come over?"
"Sure. I'll grab my guitar and head over in a minute. Are you going to explain all of this or am I to follow you blindly?"
"I'll explain everything when you get here, I promise."
"Ok, cool. I'll see you soon."
"Bye Noah."
Author's note: Boo! So first off I am SO sorry guys! I know I said I'd post this a couple of days ago but I've been sick and then I foolishly let something get under my skin and very briefly contemplated stopping with this altogether and then I was gonna post it yesterday but I got all emotional over my little girl and yeah, it's been a lousy couple of days but I'm here, I'm back and I WILL post another update today, I'll probably give it a few hours but I will, I promise. In other news, I've finally managed to start writing chapter 45, it's proving to be a bit of an ass for some reason but not as big of an ass chapter 46 and chapter 47 or possibly 48 is mostly written in my head so hopefully you won't be waiting too long for all of it. Someone asked the other day how long this story is going to be and at the moment I think I'm anticipating about 60 chapters, ballpark anyways. R&R and all that good stuff. You guys can probably stop reading now, the next part is aimed at someone specific.
To the guest reviewer that said they found it hard to believe that I submitted my writing to a university, I'm going to try and get through this without letting my inner Santana loose. Yes, I submitted my writing to a university and I got in. Who are you to say I'm not good enough for uni? My entire life I have been told I am not good enough, that I am too stupid to go to college and uni, and for a long time I believed that. When I got into uni I didn't meet the criteria for a mature student, I didn't have any A Levels, I didn't even have the minimum requirements for GCSE grades but I still got in. I am not the worlds greatest writer, I will never be a published author, but that's not why I write, I write because I love it and I enjoy it. Ok, I am mediocre at best, so what? You know what else I am? Hard working, stubborn and passionate. I worked my ass off for 3 years despite facing some pretty serious health problems and having other stuff going on at home. I had people telling me to drop out or to extend my degree, but I didn't. I may have only came out with a 2:2 (hons) but I did that, me. I didn't have anyone else writing my stories for me or doing research and writing papers for my lit theory classes, even though people offered. So maybe I'm not good enough, but for someone that's not good enough I've done pretty damn well to get a GNVQ, BTEC, HND and BA in various subjects, so don't come on here and tell me that I'm not good enough because you don't know a damn thing about me or how hard I've worked for the things I've achieved.