AN: Finally an update. I apologize for the delay.
Thank you to all of you that follow and continue to stick with this story as well as my other one.
Quinn and Rae left the school and got in Quinn's car before Quinn was able to finally speak.
"So Sue is your God Mother?"
"Yeah. She went to school with my fathers and helped keep the bullying down for them as well as they were there to help her with her sister Jean as Aunt Sue's parents were never around. This is when you know, they still had hearts and gave a shit about others."
"If she is your aunt, then why did all the bullying go on, why did she never step in to stop it?"
"Did you never notice that every time that you, Santana or any of the Cheerios slushied me that your practice was especially brutal?" At Quinn's furrowed brow as she thought back, Rae laughed softly. "I guess not seeing as it happened on a daily basis. Puck kept the majority of the football team in line and made Finn look bad on the football field by letting him get sacked in games. Ever wonder why that the only game ever won was when Sam was the QB? Now you know."
"Huh."
They had pulled into the hospital parking lot a few minutes ago and had been waiting to finish their conversation before getting out and making their way inside. The two walked to the X-ray examination waiting room. Rae made her appointment and was taken back immediately. Five pictures and twenty minutes later Rae was back out and the two went back into the er waiting room to wait for Dr. Johan.
"Im afraid you have shattered three of your knuckles Rae. Your pinky, fourth, and middle. I'm sending you for surgery right away. If you could sign these or actually Quinn if you could sign these on Rae's behalf, it will complete your admittance paperwork. Rae I need you to change into a gown, you can keep your boxers on, I have made the surgical staff aware of your physiology and medical history. I'll be back to personally start your iv to pump the standard antibiotics, fluids and painkillers into your system.
"My aunt called you didn't she?"
"Your aunt?"
"Coach Sylvester."
"Ah. Yes, yes she did, and as I said before, she is a frightening woman." I'll be back in five minutes Rae."
"Fucking Hudson. Damn him and his cinder block head." Rae grumbled as she began to remove her clothes.
Quinn laughed softly as she took Rae's clothes and placed them in her Cheerio bag. A nurse came in a few minutes later and put a couple of ID bracelets on Rae's wrist as well as left a heated blanket for the tiny girl. True to his word, five minutes later, Dr. Johan was back and started Rae's iv.
"Ok so it looks like you will be taken in with in the next hour or so and the surgeon is going to speak with you as well as the anesthesiologist. And I have been directed by your aunt that Quinn is to be present for every step, so Quinn, you will be the observation room that over looks the OR. It's a fairly routine procedure so there shouldn't be an issue and Rae is in perfect health so there shouldn't be any complications either. I'll go page the surgeon and hopefully this will be over with before you know it."
Rae had met with both the surgeon and her anesthesiologist and was lightly dozing when Quinn stepped out of the room to call Coach Sylvester."
"Q it's about time. What news do you have for me?"
"Well we met with the surgeon and he stated from the looks of the x-rays, that in order to repair Rae's knuckles that he will have to either use 'K' wires or Interosseous wires. The first will be removed with in three weeks, the latter will be left in permanently. He even stated that if the Interosseous wires are used, they will not interfere with any growth and may even improve her ball handling for next season."
"All right Q. Continue to keep me posted."
"Will do Coach."
Quinn sent out a group message to Puck, Santana and Brittany letting them know what was going on and received a message that they would come by once classes were done. They were currently in Glee waiting for Mr. Shuester to arrive.
"All right guys great job at the pep rally... wait where is Rae and Quinn?"
"Yeah I cant believe that she hasn't shown up after hogging another performance that should have been voted on by the club. That girl is always getting solos and if she doesn't she throws a fit. I can't believe you let that happen Mr Schue." Mercedes complained
"Who cares where Rae is Mr. Schue," Finn began "Because of that freak my face looks they way it does. She stole my girlfriend and I should have been the MVP."
"Esta Me estas jodiendo? Tienes suerte de todo lo que tienes son algunas contusiones. Mire su Frankenteen espalda."
"Santana is right Finn. You are lucky that all you got were some bruises." Puck roared as he was being held back by Mike and Sam as Brittany held on to an enraged Santana.
"To answer your question Mr. Schue, Rae is currently under going surgery to repair her knuckles from a fight that happened this weekend, when Finn tried to pick a fight with Rae at her house. Rae was even nice enough to not press charges, which is what you deserved. You are lucky that Rae isn't suing you over the cost of her medical bills. She's better than that. She is better than all of us, even you Mr Schue. All she has done is try to be our friend and help this club be the best it can be and all anyone has ever done is put her down or laugh at her because she is the 'town freak'. Did you know that she was the one who came up with the money for the accessible bus for regionals last year so Artie could ride with the team? Where do you think the money for all of our costumes come from? Our supplies? It all comes from Rae. Did you also know that she has a binder full of songs specific to each of our vocal ranges? While you all accuse her of being selfish or dramatic, she has been coming up with ideas for songs to benefit everyone and donating all her own money so this club could compete. As for Rae stealing your girlfriend, Quinn broke up with you Finn before she and Rae started dating. She told me why she broke up with you and if you keep putting down my best friend and running your mouth like the moron that you are I will share it with jewfro so the entire school will know."
Clapping from the doorway brought every ones attention to Sue who had been watching the little drama unfold.
"Well said Brittany. Now take Boobs Magoo and the delinquent and go to the hospital. Q will tell you were to meet her. I already cleared it with the hospital staff. Ask for Dr. Johan and he will personally take you to where Q is."
Nodding Brittany dragged Santana out of the room and Sam and Mike let go of Puck so he could follow the two girls out.
"Now Will it seems you have no idea what has been going on. Not that it's a surprise really I mean with the amount of gel in your hair it has obviously affected your brain. As for you double stuffed, the reason that Rae isn't suing you is simply because she knows that your mother could never afford the bills and doesn't want Burt to get involved either due to your sheer stupidity, knowing that it would affect Porcelain as well." Sue turned around leaving them all stunned and left the choir room.
Puck, Brittany and Santana met Quinn in the observation room and filled her in on what went down in the choir room.
"Oh My God, Finn is such a moron. I still can't believe that he is trying to put all the blame on Rae. But I guess it's not surprising I mean he is Schue's golden boy. I'm so sick of him catering to that oaf. You know the only reason that he does that is because Schue black mailed Finn into the club. He planted pot in Finn's locker in the locker room."
"What?" All three gasped.
"Yeah. Rae overheard the conversation. She never said anything about it as the club was struggling for members, and now still can't say anything as she never came forward. She told Sue about it at the end of the year last year. It's why Coach is so hostile with Schue."
Santana muttered under her breath in Spanish as Quinn turned away from her friends and watched as the surgeon continued to work on Rae's hand.
Second AN Note: Any and all Spanish is the product of google translate so I def apologize for any error it it is incorrect.