Our love was always forever

A/N: OMG guys you have no idea how terribly sorry I am for this late update, this chapter was writing like three weeks ago but I have no idea why I forgot to update it. I promise to update the next one early...so sorry again guys!


Chapter 7

-Finally...or NOT-

Rachel's eyes snapped open and looked toward her alarm clock to see the red digital light flashing 5am. Slowing the brunette turned her head slightly to see her husband (if she could still call him that) fast asleep. She slowly and carefully roll out of bed as quietly as she possible, making sure to not wake Jesse up.

When she stood up from the bed she inhale a sigh of relief knowing that she had managed to not wake Jesse up, now she just needs to do everything else without waking up the boy because in all honesty, Rachel didn't want to make an accounted with the boy this morning which is why she woke up extra early before her normal time.

She tipped toe toward her dresser, pulling out a black skirt and white blouse, then walking toward her drawer, she retrieve her under garment and got her shoe and collected everything that she knew she'll need before slowing tip toeing out the room and closing the door slowing behind her when she.

She walked inside the bathroom and placed her cloths on the closed toilet seat. Rachel got out her toothbrush and started brushing her teeth. After finishing she strip off of her sleeping wear and into the shower.

After showering, and getting dressed, she applied make-up making sure she covered the purple bruise on her cheek. Then slowing the brunette walk out the bathroom and straight downstairs, she walked inside the kitchen, got the car key from the shelve, Jesse be damn, she wasn't going to take the bus again today, he's a man he can do with a few exercise when if he went out.

She collected all her things together before walking out the kitchen and out of the front door as quietly as possible. She went down the apartment stairs and got inside the small vehicle, starting it up and backing out the parking space and driving off. She still had lots of times to kill before school actually opens, she'll just drive around town, making sure she doesn't go on parts of town where she can be seen by someone that knows her.

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Quinton came downstairs dressed in black suit pants, white long sleeve shirt tucked in with a pair of black tie, his bluetooth on his right ear that connects straight to his phone, so that way it'll be easier to receive calls while driving. He walked inside the kitchen and placed his suit jacket on the back of one of the stools before moving around the kitchen to make something quick because he cannot stay and cook up a big breakfast.

He was already late as it was, he always manages to oversleep whenever Isabella was slapping away. He put two bread in the toaster and walked to turn on the coffee machine. Just then his Bluetooth beeped signalling an new in coming call, he presses at the button before speaking "Go for Fabray" he waits for the person to say something "Morning to you too Mr Kyle" he greets politely "Oh I'm quiet alright sir, you?" he laughed before speaking "Oh she's precious, what about your wife and kids" the blonde man asked nicely.

The bread popped up from the toaster in a sign that it's done. Quinton walked toward the machine and took his bread out, putting it on a plate before spreading butter on it "You want the beach house decorated for your son's graduation gifts?" he asked pouring coffee on his mug "Oh no, that won't be a problem whatsoever sir but I'll have to pencil you in three weeks from here because I'm fairly booked for the other two weeks and my little girl's sixth birthday is coming up in four weeks, I don't think I'll be able to design it any other upcoming week and if I said to do it after the birthday then it'll already be too late, so what do you say? Three weeks time?" he sips on his coffee as Mr Kyle talks "Alright, that's not problem at all sir, I'll have my personal assistant contact you, you too sir" he said then laughed "Alright bye-bye" then he hangs up.

He took a seat on the island, biting into his toast and sipping on his coffee until the bluetooth beeped again "Go for Fabray" he said.

"Hi sweetie, it's your mother" Judy Fabray's voice rang through the receiver. And Quinn's face broke into a smile, that woman carried him for ten and half months straight, what so he was a stubborn baby who loved the inside of his mummy, so sue him!

"Hi mum, how are you?" he asked whistle munching on his toast quietly.

"Oh I'm alright baby, I just wanted to check on you is all" she answers with a smile lace to her voice.

Quinton chuckles with a shake of his head, it's always been his mum's routine to call and check up on him "I'm fine mum" he answers "How's Bells?" he asked missing his little girl like crazy.

"Oh she's fine, she just went upstairs to retrieve her backpack so they can leave" Judy said then something strike her "Why aren't you at work?" Quinn couldn't see her but he was sure she was raising her eyebrow.

"Well I overslept, so now I'm just grabbing breakfast before I go" he said as he stood up from his chair and brought the dirty dishes in the sink and rise it before putting it on the dryer to dry. "Alright ma, I have to go...I'll call you later, be save and love you"

"Be safe too baby, and I love you as well" then they both hang up. Quinton picked up his suit jacket, putting it on...making sure he had dust any invisible wriggles before picking up his brief and walking out the kitchen and house.

He opened the garage and slides in on the Mercedes McLaren SLR black, putting the key into the ignition and starting the engine and driving out the space. The garage door automatically sliding close as soon as Quinn's car was off on the driveway then the black Mercedes was driving down the street of Lima.

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"Thanks for the ride grandpa" Isabella said, shutting the car door as she got out.

"All right baby, now are you sure you don't want me to walk you in?" Russell asks and Isabella rolls her eyes at grandpa's protectiveness.

"Grandpa, the door is right there" she said amused while point at the metal steel doors to prove her point.

Russell laughs at the look on his granddaughter's face "Alright, alright then fine I'll go, you have a good day now, OK?" he said, tapping her small nose.

Isabella giggles before nodding "Okay, I will" the little girl leaned over the driver's window and kissed her grandpa's cheek "You too" she adds before turning on her heels and run toward the school.

"And no running!" the older Fabray yells after the girl, he heard her groan but slowed to walking. He chuckles softly to himself before starting the engine back up and backing out the parking and driving off down the road.

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Isabella rushes inside her class room after finding it open and smiles big when she saw her teacher organizing the room before the other kids gets there "morning Mrs St. James!" she said cheerfully.

Rachel turns around where she was opening a pack of pencils and smiles at the little brunette cuteness "Isabella, morning...your early" she said looking at her wrist watch.

"Mm-hmm, my grandpa dropped me off and since he leaves for work early, I'm early too" she grins over excitedly while tugging off her jacket and hanging it on her hanger.

"That's great, well since your here maybe you can help me get prepare for class" Rachel said then realize what she was asking a student to do "Only if you want too though" she adds after thought.

"Cool!" she cheered before starting to pull out papers and placing them on each child's desk for when it's colouring and drawing time.

Rachel looked over at Isabella and smiles adoringly at the working little brunette girl as sun's ray from outside reflected through her hazel eyes making it shiny and turned into hazel-brownish colour, she felt a new sensation toward this little girl, it was as if a mother's adoration toward her child but the older brunette hasn't felt that feeling for five years now when she first held her new born precious baby girl in her arms.

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"Morning Mr Fabray" the receptionist greets politely standing up a little as the blonde man walked through the automatic glass double doors.

"Morning Stella, how are you?" he asks nicely with a smile of his own.

"I'm fine sir, and you?" the older woman answers.

"Oh I'm alright too, thanks for asking" he said "Well good day" he said as Stella smiled and nodded as she went back to greet a customer that just walked in, probably wanting to hire Quinton for some interior designing.

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Quinton walked out the evaluator and was greeted by the sight of his best friend talking to his assistance, he walked closer toward the two and clear his throat, drawing both of they attentions.

"Oh morning Q" Santana said with a wide toothy eating grin on her face.

Quinn frown his brow weirdly at his friend but just decided to ignore the Latina's weird expression before greeting the brunette next to Santana "Morning Jen"

"Morning" Jen answers shyly, tucking piece of brunette strand behind her ear.

"Is there any messages for me?" the blonde boss asked and the assistant shook her head negatively "All right! I'll be at my office if anyone needs me" and with that said he turned toward his office, he walked in but left the door open as he took off his suit jacket and placed it on the hanger and turned around to face Santana.

"So when are we leaving for my office decoration!" the Latina asks, excitement showing through her brown doe.

"As soon as I make a couple calls to clients" he answers and Santana frowns, she really wanted her office re-designed before it was time for her to go back to work, since Brittany was fine now and able to look after Ethan, but she wanted everything to look new and refresh before she does. "It won't take long so you can stop frowning, it's not a good look on you!" he stated whistle seating down on his chair to make those phone calls.

Santana glares at blonde man in front of her but decided to not bitch him out, after all he was going to make her office look awesome and it won't help that she insulted him before the job because he might just mess up something on purpose. So she stayed quiet, deciding on laying on the couch in there for awhile as she listens to Quinton talk business.

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"So you think you can do it?" Santana asks as she and Quinn stood on her plain looking office.
Quinton rolled his eyes at the brunette woman "San if you knew I couldn't, you wouldn't have came to me!" he said simply.

"True!" Santana shrug before nodding "Anyway, when can I except this to finish?" she questions as she watch Quinn walk around her office.

He turned back around and grins at her "Three hours maximum tops, I just need to make a call to get everything in" he said walking out the empty office.

"Oh god!" Santana groans but decided to leave and come back in three hours to give Quinn time to work his magic while she try and take a look at the new case that was brought in this morning.

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"Don't open your eyes until I say so!" Quinton advice leading a blindfolded Santana inside her office. "Okay, ready?"

"Fabray if you don't stop with this mind gaming, I swear I'll kick you in the balls!" she growls in annoyance, just wanting to see the work.

"Okay fine, Jesus take it easy!" he laughed before removing his hands from her eyes "Da da!" he grins at her.

Santana looked around the place, her face of mix feelings, Quinn stared at the girl not knowing what she's feeling since her emotions seems to be changing, she turned and looked at Quinn "This is not what I wanted" she said and the blonde went to talk but she cut him off "I love it!" she exclaim loudly, looking around at the amazing spaced out well designed office "Awesome, I've got a couch of my own" she said seating down on it "This is when Britt comes over, we so having sex on it!" she said smirking.

"Eurgh!" Quinn said looking mortified at what the Latina woman just said.

"Hey, just cause you don't put your couch in use, doesn't me the rest of us can't!" Santana stated standing up and walking to her brown leather swivel chair, seating on it, swirling around a bit then turning back at the still standing blonde "Besides now that you have little Jenny, maybe now it can be in use!" she said grinning and wriggling her brows.

"Ugh! I can't listen to you talk any more, pay me woman so I be on my way and do other things before picking Bells up from school!" Quinn said.

The Latina pulled up one of the drawers open, pulling out her cheque book and writing down a cheque for the blonde man, handling it to him with a wicked smile on her lips.

Quinton took the slip of paper, folding it up and putting on his back pocket whistle looking at Santana who was still grinning wicked, weirdly...OK something was totally up with this girl but the blonde couldn't be bothered to ask, too afraid to get dragged into whatever Santana is up to. "Okay then I guess I'll see you later or something!" he said trying not to ask the Latina woman what was up with her.
"All right! Pleasure doing business with you Fabray!" she extended out her hand toward the confused looking blonde man.

"Um, pleasure is all mine?" he questions unsure then he quickly turns around and walks out the office.

Santana relaxes back on her chair before starting to chuckle like a mad woman to herself as her laughter echoes around the room, bouncing off the wall "Wow! He put an echo in here? Awesome!" she said grinning, loving the way she hears her voice carrying through.

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"Phew! What a day" Rachel said, faking a exhaustion, she wasn't really that tired but she just wanted to hear the sound of the little brunette in the room with her voice.

Isabella giggles at her teacher's silliness and Rachel's face brightens up as if a light bulb of 500 vault has gone on. "What aren't you tired?" the older woman questions and Isabella giggles again, shaking her head negatively, making her little bangs bop up and down. "Well I am, so let's finish tiding up and we can go" she adds as the two went back to picking all of the toys on the floor that the kids left after just rushing out the door when the bell rang.

"Who's picking you up sweetie?" Rachel asks after noticing it's gone five minutes passed already since the children were let out.

"My daddy!" she answers in that sweet adorable excited voice that Rachel has come to love so much already."But don't worry, he won't mind just seating outside for a little bit, I'll just tell him I was helping my favourite teacher!" Isabella adds after she saw Rachel was about to ask the same question that she gave answer too. Is like she can read my mind, the older brunette thought.

"Alright then, but I still think we should hurry so he doesn't have to stay there too long!" the teacher said with a smile tagged on her lips.

Isabella smiles, showing all perfect white teeth "Okay" before agreeing "You should come with me and meet him, he'll like you" Isabella said after a while of the two just clearing up, Rachel turned to look at the girl and was about to protest "Just like I like you Mrs St. James, so please" she said as she stared at the older brunette with puppy dog eyes.

Rachel sighs as she squeezes her eyes shut, not wanting to look at those adorable familiar hazel eyes that looked so sad at the moment but at the same time, couldn't bring herself to "All right! Okay, I'll come and meet him!" the brunette finally said giving in to the almost six year old girl.

Isabella grins victoriously as she put away the last toy "Done!" she announce as Rachel was collecting all of her things together to leave.

"All right, grab your jacket and let's go" Rachel said, putting on her own jacket, picking up her bag and slinging it on her shoulder. She gasps as she felt something warm on her hand, looking down she saw those beautiful eyes staring back up at her with the most genuine, adorable smile ever that she can't help but to smile back at as she looked down toward her hand and saw small little hand wrapped around her own. She felt a sensation spread throughout her whole body at the juster that she almost wanted to cry but held herself, as she lead the two out the door.

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Rachel and Isabella walked down the quiet school hallway and passed the receptionist as Rachel said goodbye to the lady and Isabella copied her, the older brunette smiles sweetly at the young girl as they continue on but as they were almost near the exit the principle's door open and the grey haired man came out.

"Oh Mrs St. James just the person I wanted to see, can I talk to you for a moment?" he asked as he smiled down at Isabella.

Rachel nodded before bending down on Isabella's height "All right sweetie, I think you should gone on ahead, your daddy is probably waiting for you!" she said.

"Don't worry Mrs St. James, my daddy isn't here yet" answers the little child and Rachel's raises her brow to how she knows that, Isabella sighs then went to explain "He's always early to pick me up, him and my grandparents, since his not in the building yet then his late, so I'll just wait here for you that way we can both wait for him" Lizzy stated smartly. Adorable and smart, who's genes is this kid belong too, Rachel wondered as she raffles the girl's hair playfully.

"And you knew all this time?" she tried to scold her like a mother would do but then she remember that Isabella isn't hers, she brighten up when she saw Lizzy flash a smile at her while nodding her head. "Alright then you stay put and I'll be right back, OK?" she said and once again the little brunette nodded as Rachel follow the principal.

Isabella took a seat on one of the benches outside the principle's office that she knows only naughty children seats on when they in trouble before looking around, just seating there waiting for her teacher.

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"Bells!" Quinn said as soon as he saw Isabella seating there and run toward her, hugging her tightly "Oh sweetie I'm so so sorry, I was stuck in traffic and I tried to call for someone else to come and get you but everyone was busy, oh god Bells, daddy is sorry, are you alright? Are you hurt? Where?" all of this was rushed out the distress dad's lips as he observe his daughter for any injury, since the girl's mother left and Quinn had picked up his life, Isabella had become his main focus, she's all he's got that's a reminder of Rachel and he treasures everything about the little angel, day and night, he'll die if something happens to her.

"Daaaad!" Isabella whines as Quinn kept on smothering her "Dad, I'm fine, I'm not hurt" she said, only after hearing that did the distress dad pulled away.

"God you must be so bored all on your own, I'm sorry baby" and then he hugged her again, this time Isabella groans in frustrations then Quinn pulls away feeling his daughter's annoyance. "Sorry baby!" he apologies.

"I wasn't alone, Mrs St. James was with me" smiles the little girl.

"I heard about that, your new teacher that you can't stop talking about! Yeah your grandma told me" Quinton said, seating next to Lizzy.

"She's really nice daddy, she's funny, smells nice and she's pretty too!" praised the almost six year old with the widens smile ever.

"Wow, sounds like my kind of woman, maybe I should marry her" Quinn laughed but when he looked down at his daughter, finding a frown on her small angelic face he stopped "Sorry!" he said clearing his throat.

"She's married daddy, you can't date her! That's a sin toward god, the Priest said so at church!" the little girl exclaim.

Quinton stood up from the bench "Of course he did" he mutters under his breath so his smart ass of a daughter doesn't hear "Alright ms smarty-pants, let's go home" he said extending out his hand toward Lizzy.

"No we can't!" she exclaim and Quinn looked totally lost to his daughter's out burst and was about to question her but she continue herself "We have to wait for Mrs St. James dad, I wanted her to meet you and plus she was going to wait with me, I can't just leave, she'll worry" cries the little brunette.

Quinn bends down to her level "Awe sweetie, I love how your so caring for others" Quinn smiles at his daughter, stroking her hair a few times "All right, tell you what since I'm in a hurry today, we can't wait for Mrs St. James" Isabella frowns so deep that the lines in her forehead is thicker then it meant to be "But I'll leave a message for her to this nice lady here, so that way she doesn't worry, that sounds good?" Quinn asks

Isabella stares at her daddy still not looking sure at what he's saying. Quinton sighs, it's was so hard convincing her sometimes "Okay, how about this I can't meet her today but I promise I will on Monday when I come to pick you up" he said crossing his fingers that she'll agree and his face lit up when she nods 'yes'.

The father and daughter walked up at the receptionist desk and Quinn told the lady what was suppose to be said so that when Mrs St. James comes out she knows that he's got Isabella already. The lady nods and writes it down and the two Fabrays took off toward the exit of the school, totally missing it when the principle's door finally opens and Rachel steps out.

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Rachel looked where Isabella sat lost and scared when she didn't see the little girl, maybe something had happen to her or maybe she was bored and went wondering around the whole school and now probably hurt. She walked up to the receptionist desk. "Um Colin, you didn't see the little brunette I was with, did you?" she asked praying that the older woman has.

"Oh yeah, Isabella, her daddy came and took her but left a message to tell you and say thank you for keeping her with you" the nice elderly blonde lady answers with nice genuine smile.

"Oh, okay then thanks for telling me" Rachel said sadly, turning around to walk to the bench herself. She can't believe Lizzy left already and she didn't get to see the little girl's face one last time or say goodbye, now she was going to wait until Monday. This sucks, she thought why have you become so attached to this one little girl? She heard herself ask, the answer was she had no idea why but there was just something about Lizzy that pulls me toward Rachel, it's like my whole body warms up as soon as I see her small face, it's so weird I've seen lots of kids before but I haven't gotten this attached to them, I haven't gotten this attached to any kids since...she instantly stopped thinking all the same, just shut down before she can even go there, the pass was too painful to think of and Rachel wasn't gong to dwell too much on it, she was going to go home and try no to get verbally or physically abused or maybe both by Jesse! Ugh fucking Jesse St. James!

TBC!


I didn't really feel this chapter...It's just feel so, don't even have a word to describe it, oh well its written and updated already.