A/N: Hey guys, sorry for the late update...I would updated this a long ago but I was terribly sick in the hospital, so forgive me...but I'm back now and I'm doing MUCH better now, so here's the next update!
Our Love Was Always Forever
Chapter 6 - Asking You Out
"Grandpa!" Isabella yelled, as she ran through the spacious kitchen of her grandparent's house toward the backyard.
Russell Fabray looked up from his work of fixing the new planted flowers and smiled at the sight of his youngest grandchild.
"Bella!" he said, as the little girl threw herself in his arms hugging him tightly. "Oooh, how was school?" he asks when the little brunette pulled away.
"It was great, we have a new teacher and she's really nice!" she smiles showing her small white teeth.
"That's good, Princess" Russell said, stroking the small girl's face. It was uncanny how she seemed to get an equal, perfect, amount of both Rachel and Quinn. In his opinion, she got the best of both of them. "You wanna swim?" he asks, gesturing toward pristine pool.
"Yeah!" Bella exclaimed excitedly.
"Nuh uh, Little Lady, you need something to eat first." Judy Fabray said, walking through the French double doors leading out to their massive backyard.
"Ahhhww," Isabella whines, "Can't I swim first than eat? I mean I'm not even hungry." she added with sad eyes, trying to sway both adults.
Judy sighed, knowing what she's about to say, "All right then, fine, you go and swim you can eat later when you're hungry," the older blonde woman said, finally giving in. In a way, it felt reminiscent of a time when she was 23 and a young Quinn was always asking her to go play with Noah instead of doing his homework. She was such a sucker for that little boy and now it seemed she was one for his daughter as well. Figures.
"Yay! Thanks grandma, you're the best!" Bella exclaimed, running back inside to get ready for her swim.
Russell smiled adoringly at his wife before asking, "She's got us wrapped around her little finger doesn't she?"
"Yup. Hook, line, and sinker, Russ. Hook, line, and sinker." Judy answered, walking back inside the house herself to see how Lizzy was coming along.
/
-Knock Knock-
"Come in." Quinn yells towards the door before it opened to reveal Jen, a smile on her face as usual.
"Hey Quinn, I just called Mrs. Danforth and she said that next Saturday will be an appropriate day to meet so I've booked you a plane ticket for Saturday with a return flight on Sunday", the dark headed assistant said.
"Ah thanks Jen, what would I do without you?" the blonde said with smile.
Jen smiled back, tucking one of her dark locks behind her ear. "Um anything else you want before I go?" she asked. Quinn shook his head as he focused on the design he was working for Santana. She had presented him a design of her own, but Quinn knew she wouldn't like it as soon as it was complete.
"Okay then, I'll just get back to work." Jen said and Quinn gave her a quick smile before she left the room.
/
"Hi!" came a voice startling her.
"Miss. Lopez, h-hi." the girl stuttered out, her heart racing as if she'd been caught doing something wrong.
Santana raised her brow, but shook it off the though. "Please, it's Santana. I've told you that before." the Latina said, smiling sweetly. Anyone who had known the Latina for years would have probably found the smile creepy.
"Um, r-right," she stuttered out, yet again, before clearing her throat, "What can I do for you?" she asks with a much professionalism as she could muster.
"I know." Santana said plainly, as if the other brunette should automatically know what she was referring too, "I know that you have a thing for one Quinton Fabray" she said with a smirk.
"Wh-what? No, I don't" denied the shorter girl.
"Oh please!" she said sarcastically, "From what I've witnessed your body screams 'screw me Quinn'" the Latina said a little too loudly making the other girl look around nervously.
"Okay, fine. I like Quinn. What's not to like? He's nice, so sweet and caring, and he's totally hot!" Jen sighed dreamily causing Santana to raise her brow again.
"Riiight" the Latina said flatly.
"Wait, you're not going to tell him are you?" Jen asks concerned, she didn't want to lose her job over some crush.
"Oh please kid, who do you think I am?" Santana asked, crossing her arms over her chest, "And besides, Q is so oblivious to most of the things around him, including your feelings toward him" she added and Jen sighs in relief, "But I'm going to help you" Santana said, pointing towards herself.
"What do you mean?" Jen asks confused.
Santana smiles with one eyebrow raise "Walk with me kid" she say walking in front of the girl toward the elevator while the red haired follow briskly behind the older woman.
/
"Jesse!" Rachel yelled, as she walked through the door with brown shopping bags in hand while she struggled to close the wooden door behind her. "Jesse!" she called out again, kicking the door close with her foot before the boy appeared in the living room doorway.
"What?" he asks annoyed, leaning on the door frame.
"Help me." she struggled to say still trying to balance the bags in her arms. Jesse rolled his eyes and walked toward the brunette. He relieved her of two of the six bags she was juggling before taking them to the kitchen.
Rachel sighed as she watched Jesse go before followed after him. At least he took two of the bags. Rachel walked inside the kitchen and placed the remaining bags on the island in the middle of the room before she started putting things away. "So aren't you going to asks me how my day was?" she asked, stealing a glance at the brown haired boy.
"Uhhh, how was your day?" he asks, uninterested, picking up an apple and biting into it.
"Well I'm glad you asked, it was absolutely amazing actually. Well, not at first because I had a little bit of problem with this boy, but he learned to be nice by the end of the day. I can tell his a good kid he's just misguided, but I'm sure he'll warm up to me eventually and his attitude will change." Rachel said happily, still moving around the kitchen. She missed the eye roll from Jesse and the mocking hand puppet impersonation he was doing as she talked, "And then there was this sweet little girl, Isabella. Ah, Jesse, I swear that kid was just so adorable and the sweetest little girl you'll ever meet." Rachel gushed with glistering eyes just thinking about the five year old.
"Hmmm, I'm sure." he said between bites and chewing.
"Oh how rude am I? I forgot to ask, how was your day?" Rachel asked, now facing the boy, "Did you find a job?" she added.
Jesse shrugged, "It sucked. I looked everywhere, I thought I'd find something in this small town, but no such luck." Jesse lied and Rachel looked disappointed, "I'm sorry baby, I've failed you," he faked sadness, hanging his head down.
Rachel sighed and walked up to the boy and hugged him, "It's okay, sweetie, I'm sure you'll find something eventually, don't worry about it," she said and Jesse looked up, "I promise." she adds leaning up and kissing him on the lips and Jesse smiles.
"Thanks baby, you always know how to make me feel better." he smiled at her as Rachel pecks his cheek.
"All right, I'm gonna get out these clothes and the make dinner." the brunette said before heading upstairs to change.
"Works every single time," Jesse said, grinning before taking a grape and popping it in his mouth.
/
"I'm just saying that the girl is nice, respectful, and she's actually kinda hot, Q." Santana said, while pulling out a chair and sitting down.
Quinn rolled his eyes and followed his friend's motion. The two decided to take a break from work, well Quinn decided to take a break from work since Santana wasn't actually doing any work, and grab something to eat at a friend's restaurant.
"Santana, would you please stop trying to set me up with Jen?" Quinn asked, pausing for a moment before continuing, "Or anyone else for that matter." he stated causing Santana to frown.
"Fine!" she said, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Hey guys," the two friends looked up and smiled at their oldest friend.
"Hey Tina, how are you?" Quinn asked, smiling at the Asian woman.
"Never been better, just this little one has been kicking a lot more lately," answered the pregnant woman, Quinn smiled gently at her.
"Wow Tina, are you packing on the pounds or what?" Santana asked with a straight face causing Quinn to stare at the brunette speechless. Only Santana would say something like that to someone who's pregnant. He shouldn't have been surprised since he used to spend time reminding Rachel how beautiful she was and that no matter how big she was getting or how much she was eating she was still and always would be beautiful. Rachel knew she was eating for two, but the Latina always managed to make her feel so insecure about herself.
"You know Santana, if it was someone else who had said that I'd be offended, but since it's you, I won't" Tina smile gently at the brunette who just grinned at her. "Anyway, what would you guys like?" the Asian woman asked.
After high school, Tina had gone to culinary schools and earned her degree, after that she had gotten a job helping and shadowing the Head Chef at this restaurant in LA. She had learned to cook many different types of dishes in the few years she worked there. After Mike's doctor told him that he needed to take a break from dancing after a severe back injury, they moved back to Lima with their son where the Asian woman opened her own restaurant, selling just about any food imaginable. It was the best restaurant in Lima, hands down. Now she and Mike were excepting their second child. Quinn was happy that they were happy and successful.
After the two best friends placed their order, Tina left the two alone. "Okay, so why don't you want to date, ever?" Santana asked, after taking a sip of her lemonade.
Quinn groaned, frustrated. It's one thing to hang out with Puck, but with Santana it was always like this. Although, to give him credit, Puck drives him up the wall too, but Santana never let things go once she started.
"Why won't you let this go, San?" Quinn shut his eyes tightly, still groaning.
"Because I'm me, I don't let things go that easily, so why won't you date anyone?" she repeats.
Quinn opens his eyes and stared at brunette who had her eyebrow raised "I guess I don't want Bells to feel like someone is replacing her mom" the blonde answered, lamely.
Santana rolled her eyes. "Q, the kid doesn't even know who her mother is and plus why would you even worry about the Midget?" Santana asked, and Quinn glared at her, "What? You two aren't dating anymore, so I can call her whatever I want. But that's not the point here. The point is you won't go out there and live your life because you still think that Midget will come back and you guys can live happily ever after, which I really don't understand why since she left you and Bella without a second thought. So please, enlighten me on the subject, Quinton James Fabray" Santana said, crossing her arms and leaning back in her chair.
"Here's your food guys, enjoy" Tina said, placing the plates down in front of the blonde and brunette, "Anything else?" she asked. They shook their head and thanked Tina before she walked away.
Quinn said nothing as he started digging in his food, but he could see Santana staring at him out of the corner of his eye, which he decided to just ignore. He really didn't know why he didn't date, everything that Santana had said was true. He and Rachel would never have that happily ever after that he had always dreamt about because the brunette was in New York, living her dream. She wouldn't be coming back any time soon, so what was he waiting for?
/
"Jesse, dinner!" Rachel called out from the dinning room.
Jesse walked in and sat down, "What's this crap?"
"Um, well today I decided to do something a little different and made a vegan meal, it's really nice, I know-"
"Whoa, whoa" he said cutting her off, "Vegan?" he asked, looking at the brunette as if she just lost her mind, "Do I look like a vegan to you? No. So why are you trying to feed me this?"
"Well since you ate beef stew last night, I thought I could make this so you could try something new...for once" she mumbled.
"That makes no sense at all. I mean why in the hell would I want to eat this bird food? I need meat and dairy in my diet, Rachel." he said gesturing toward the meal.
"Well, I'm a vegan Jesse, if you haven't noticed, and I thought that this was something we could share" Rachel said getting irritated.
"I don't care about what you are or not. I want meat. I need meat. Are you stupid?" he yelled, making the brunette jump. "So what, are you planning on subjecting my kids to your ignorant diet habits too?"
"Well that's funny, since I'm never going to carry your sperm!" the brunette yelled back
*SLAP*
Rachel held onto her stinging cheek as tears threaten to spill over. "Next time you yell at me, you'll be so very sorry," he said through clench teeth, "Now go back in that kitchen and make me my bloody meat before you force me to get nasty," he said moving to go back to his football game, "Oh and by the way, I found your pills. Next time when you're trying to hide things from me, make sure it's not somewhere I can find it." he added before walking out the room.
Rachel stood there for minute as tear streaked down her cheeks. She pulled the hand away from her cheek and winched a bit just imagining the mark that slap was going is going to make. She sighed before tiding up the table and headed to the kitchen to make Jesse something that will make her want to vomit and make her feel guilty for days.
/
Quinn came out of his office at the end of the day and locked the door. It has been such a long, tiring day with new customers and Santana still trying to set him up with Jen.
He turned around and saw the girl in question at her own desk "Jen, what you still doing here?" the blonde asked and the girl laughed nervously.
"Oh, um I was just organizing a few things here before I head out." she took her purse and got out of her chair before walking around the desk, and standing beside Quinn.
"Oh" he said, leading the two toward the elevator. He pressed the bottom and waited for the elevator to come as their stood in silence. When the elevator came the two went inside the Quinn pressed the ground floor button before it carried them down.
Jen shifted nervously from one foot and the other, tying to think of a way to strike up a conversation, but she couldn't think of one that wouldn't make her sound or look like an idiot, so she stayed quiet. This was not as easy as Santana had said it would be. The bell dinged and the doors slid open and the two stepped out.
"Um, how you getting home exactly," Quinn asked, once the two were outside the building and the older of the two has locked it and set the alarm.
"Bus. It's not that far from here if I take the bus," the girl answered smiling.
"What? Are you insane? Taking the bus at this time of night?" he said looking his wrist watch.
Jen laughed "Quinton relax, it's only 10:30pm, it's not that big of a deal" she answered still laughing.
"Yes it is, if something happens to you, the first person they'll question is your boss and guess who that is...me," he points at himself and Jen chuckles, "There's no way you're taking the bus or walking for that matter, let's go." he said, starting toward his parked car.
"You're giving me a lift?" Jen asked, following after her boss.
"Yeah, I'm not letting you take the bus," he commented, unlocking his car. He gestured for the girl to get in before Quinn got in the driver's seat. "Right, buckle up!" he said starting the engine before he buckled in himself.
"So, since you worked late today, where's Isabella?" Jen asked, trying to start up a conversation, not wanting to sit in silence with her boss for the whole car journey.
"She's staying at my parents, they'll drop her off at school in the morning and I'll pick her up after work." he answered, glancing at the girl before looking back at the road.
The brunette assistant nodded her head "Not that I'm being noisy or anything, I'm just curious, where's Isabella's mom? I mean you're always talking about her, but not her mom."
"Oh, um that's because Isabella's mom isn't in the picture, she hasn't been for years and I don't think she ever will be" Quinn answered, he looked at Jen then back at the road, "It's always been the two of us. Well, I have got my parents and friends but it's always just me and her. It's the two of us against the world, I mean, she's my everything, you know? You dare touch one hair from her head, you better move to some shack in the mountains of Tibet. Even still, I'd hunt you down." he said and Jen started laughing, "No I'm serious" he answered looking at Jen seriously, but then he couldn't help but to smile when he saw Jen laughing.
"Oh! Make a left turn here," the brunette instructed her boss who obliged, "So are you like, a natural blonde?" she asked. Hey, come on. Santana told her that Quinn loved talking about his hair.
Quinn laughed, "Yeah I am, both parents are blonde in fact. You know my friend Kurt was convinced that I used lemon juice to dye it. But he was also convinced I was gay. So, obviously his opinions aren't always creditable." he said chuckling.
"Well are you?"
Quinn glance at Jen for a bit, "What, gay?" he asked before looking back at the road.
"Yeah." she answered with as much of a straight face that she could muster.
"No! I'm no gay. Hello! Isabella is the evidence of that." he said, and Jen laughed, she didn't know her boss was this funny.
"Hey, she doesn't prove anything to be honest, there's adoptions and surrogates," she answered.
"What? She's mine and I didn't have her by surrogate either. You can look at her and tell she's mine. Plus, I dated lots of girls in high school before Isabella's mom," Quinn said and Jen raised her brow, "Not that I was a man whore or anything, because I treated girls nicely and still do, okay I am going to stop talking now cause I'm just rambling like an idiot" he added.
"Okay, fine, you're not gay. I believe you." she finally said with laughter in her tone.
"Thank you!" Quinn said smiling.
"Oh, take a right here and it's the third house on the right, 576 on the mailbox." Jen instructed, and Quinn did just that.
"You actually don't live that far from me." Quinn said pulling his car up into Jen's driveway before cutting off the engine.
"Really?" she questioned Quinn who nodded "Wow, I always thought that you lived on the upper side of Lima" she said.
"Oh no, I'm not that rich. My parents live there though." Quinn explained.
"You're kidding, right? You're like a well known interior designer, even people in New York and L.A. contact you to design for them" the dark haired girl said causing and Quinton to chuckled.
He got out the car, walked around the vehicle and opened Jen's door for her, "Thank you" the girl said smiling.
The two walked toward Jen's door "Nah, I wanted something nice and comfortable and having two people living in a mansion isn't so comfortable, my parents are use to it though." he finally answered.
"Ah so you're a rich kid." Jen said more of statement then a question.
Quinn chuckled, "You could say that," he said and the brunette smiled.
"Well this is me, thanks for the ride and walking me up to my door."
"No problem, it's the gentlemanly thing to do." he said flashing her a quick smile that the assistant returned.
"Well, goodnight Quinn." she said and Quinn waved, as if to say goodnight, and she turned around to open the door.
"Wait" the blonde called making her pause and turn back around "This is really silly and your entitled to decline because I won't force you into agreeing if you-" the blonde's rambling got cut off as Jen said,
"Quinn, what is it?" she asked with a smile tugged on her lips.
"Oh right, um I wa-was wondering if you would like to Uh go out with...me" the blonde asked nervously.
"As in a date?"
"I-if you want to, but like I said you don't have you if you don't want to-"
"What about Saturday?" Jen cut her boss off yet again.
"Saturday?" Quinn asks for confirmation and Jen nodded "Right Saturday, is seven okay for you?"
"Seven is perfect, I'll see you tomorrow," and with that the brunette girl opened her door and slid in, leaving her blonde outside.
Well would you look at that, I've got myself a date Quinn thought. Well done, see Puck didn't know what he was talking about. We still got game. Quinn's inner-self said, Totally After it finally sank in he realized he actually had a date. Whoa, dude we've got a date. Suddenly the blonde felt sick, he hasn't gone in a date since the last relationship he had in high school after Rachel left, he had no idea what the girl liked or didn't, what if he screws this up? We'll blame it on Santana, she's the one pushing us to date someone Quinn concluded as he got in his car and started the engine, buckled up, then pulled out of his assistant's driveway bound for his quiet, empty house.
TBC
