When Rachel got home she ran up the stairs and straight into her bed room. She locked her door and jumped face first into her pillow and screamed the loudest scream that her voice would let her.

"Rachel honey, are you all right?" Leroy wondered why her daughter dashed up to her room without even saying hello.

"I'm okay daddy, I just had a great day at school that's all. I just needed to scream it out."

"May I come in and enjoy this special occasion as well?" Three years of high school and he's never seen his daughter this exuberant.

He's seen her countless times run to her bedroom crying and lock herself in her room because of a rough day. He's also brought her a change of clothes for two month straight her freshman year because of "accidental spills" knowing well enough that his daughter was never the clumsy type. Leroy would discuss to Hiram if they should transfer her to a different school. But whenever they brought up the subject she would object and come up with half truths about why she would come home in tears. Then Rachel just got better at hiding her feelings and started bringing a pair of extra clothes in order to ease her fathers thoughts about her. The tears stopped and they just assumed things were better at school.

The door unlocked and Leroy was shocked beyond belief. His daughter was glowing, her eyes clear as day, huge smile on her face. It almost brought tears in his eyes seeing his daughter this happy. Rachel leaped for a hug and he was more than glad to catch her.

"Oh baby girl, its been a while since I've seen you like this." Leroy was always the cryer. He tried to hold back his tears of joy by hugging the diva even harder.

"Daddy, don't cry. Your going to make me cry. And we have guests tonight we can't be all red and puffy eyed." Rachel loved Leroy, he was always there to cheer her up. Always there to listen and support her in everything she does.

"Okay baby doll, I just miss you that's all. So who are we having over tonight? Finn? Layla? You did say guests meaning more than one correct?" Leroy wiped a tear that escaped his eyes.

"Yes daddy, Finn is coming over to rehearse but Quinn Fabray will also be attending tonight." Rachel never told her dads that Quinn was the main reason she cried all those times coming home from school. She only told them certain truths, she really didn't want her dads to worry the less they know the better.

"Quinn Fabray? You never mentioned her before. I'm familiar with Russel Fabray."

"That's her dad." Rachel was aware of his reputation after what he did to Quinn during her pregnancy. He wasn't the easiest person to get along with after Quinn's mom kicked him out no one really knew what he's been doing. She hoped that her fathers could see past his indiscretion.

"He's not good company Rachel are you sure about his daughter?" Leroy heard about Russel Fabray from co workers. His daughter got pregnant and kicked the girl out, he hates homosexuals and very religious.

"Yes daddy I'm sure, Quinn's different."

Leroy stared at Rachel trying to read her. He trusted Rachel's judgement, Finn was a nice boy. Not really a match for Rachel intellectually but still a nice boy. And don't get him started with Layla, that girl is a sweetheart. Its a rare occasion for Rachel to bring someone home but remembering how giddy and excited she was a few minutes ago. Leroy would bite his tongue unless otherwise.

"Okay Rachel but you need to go say hello to your dad. He's downstairs in his chair." Leroy kissed his daughter on her forehead and left her bedroom to start dinner.

Rachel wanted to change out of her school clothes and into something more comfortable. She laid out her options on the bed and debated which one would be appropriate.

"Rachel!" Hiram yelled from downstairs.

Shoot! I forgot about dad.

She ran down the stairs and into her fathers library Hiram sat on his chair with a book in hand. Hiram was the tough father, always has high expectations for Rachel very protective in a loving way.

"Hi dad, sorry I didn't say hello earlier. I was a little distracted." Rachel leaned in to kiss her father on the cheek.

"Distracted? Not about some boy I hope." Hiram not looking away from his book.

"No dad, no boy. Just a friend. May I be excused now, I have to change out of my clothes." Rachel feeling impatient and still thinking about the clothes laid out on her bed. Her father meant well but sometimes she did find his over protectiveness a little overwhelming.

"Why so eager Rachel? Sit down with me for a bit." Hiram shut his book and placed it on the table beside him.

Rachel let out a deep breath and sat on her daddy's chair.

"Your daddy tells me that Quinn Fabray will be joining us tonight." Hiram turned to face Rachel his demeanor on the subject seemed a little over bearing.

"Yes dad, is there something the matter? I know her father isn't the most pleasant man but like I told daddy, Quinn is different. It wasn't her fault her father was an inconsiderate jerk." Rachel sounding defensive, her father thought her to never judge a book by it's cover but here he is judging Quinn because of her father.

"I'm just trying to understand how this new found friendship came about Rachel. How the Fabray's handle their family issues is how they handle it. I make no judgement on your friend. Your daddy told me how excited you were coming home and we're just curious. You haven't been yourself lately and we miss you that's all." Hiram laid his hand on her shoulder in order to calm her. He was very protective of Rachel, the second Leroy utter the name Fabray. He knew this wasn't going to end well. Frank Fabray was a naive man, blinded by faith alone.

"I'm fine dad, don't worry so much. Quinn is my friend, I would love nothing more than to have a pleasant dinner with my family and two close friends." Rachel saw that look in her fathers eyes.

He was to cautious and afraid for her, he knows well enough how hard it is growing up an outcast. His life has taken it's share of hate because of who he is. Growing up in a small town whose views were nothing but straight lines left a very heavy burden on his shoulders. Leroy stepped into the living room seeing his husband trying to figure out to their daughter.

Growing up Rachel always believed her fathers were her super heroes. They nurtured her and provided anything she dreamed of. They wanted nothing but to raise her in the best way they can. They knew that Rachel would have a difficult time around her peers due to having two homosexual fathers. Hiram especially became very protective of her. He looked at his daughter and wondered when did she grow up so fast. She's becoming this unstoppable force and sooner or later he will have to loosen his grips on her and tonight might be one of those nights.

"All right sweetheart. What time will they be arriving?" Hiram smiled at his daughter.

"Seven!" from the sound of her voice he knew that she was eager for the nights festivities.

"Finish all of your homework and curfew is ten."

Rachel jumped off her seat and hugged her dad. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

Leroy watched the joyful scene and couldn't help but wipe another tear away. Rachel ran up the stairs to change and start on her homework. He walked over to Hiram and place a comforting hand on his shoulder.

"What do you think? Finn or Quinn?"

Hiram felt uneasy hearing the question. "I don't know, guess we'll find out soon enough." Hiram grabbed Leroy's hand and kissed it. He stood up looked into his eyes and hugged his husband.

"Everything will be all right Hiram, Rachel is a very smart girl. Don't stress yourself out." Leroy was rubbing his back trying to comfort his worrisome husband.

Rachel finished her homework in lightning speed. So she towered over her bed still trying to decide what's an appropriate attire for an occasion such as tonight. Option one was her work out outfit which consisted of sweat pants and a very low cut white beater. Option number two was her lazy day attire, tight short shorts and an over sized sweater that hangs off her shoulder.

Who am I really trying to impress here? Finn has always seen me in my work out attire. So I go with outfit number two, but he might think I'm dressing up for him. That's the last thing I want him to think.

Rachel looked at the clock and started to feel a little nervous. Something about tonight felt like this could be a turning point in their "relationship" Rachel got in the shower and couldn't help but sing her heart out.

Tonight you're mine

You give your love so sweetly

Tonight the light of love is in your eyes

Will you still love me tomorrow?

Is this a lasting treasure

Or just a moment's pleasure?

Can I believe the magic of your sighs?

Will you still love me tomorrow?

Tonight with words unspoken

And you say that I'm the only one, the only one, yeah

But will my heart be broken

When the night meets the morning star?

I'd like to know that your love

Is love I can be sure of

So tell me now, cause I won't ask again

Will you still love me tomorrow?

Will you still love me tomorrow?

Yeah

It was quarter to seven when the first doorbell rang. Rachel was in the living room reading her sheet music for her and Finn's duet. She strode over the door feeling a little nervous not knowing who was behind it. She slowly cracked it open and a beautiful blonde holding her cheerios duffle bag was standing on her porch.

Rachel opened the door completely revealing her outfit. She watched as Quinn's eye's grew larger she's never seen Rachel dressed so comfortably and it was working for her. Quinn stood on the porch eyeing Rachel from head to toe. Rachel's legs were ravenous in those shorts, her large sweatshirt revealed her shoulder and opened up to her kissable neck line. Quinn was gripping the shoulder strap of her duffle bag trying to control herself.

"Good evening Quinn, would you like to come inside?" Rachel was a little bashful, watching the cheerleader look her up and down.

Quinn's brain wasn't functioning at all. Her heart beat was surpassing the average beats per second she was positive she can go into cardiac arrest just by standing there looking at Rachel.

That can't be good, I've never even kissed her yet, I can't die just by looking at her. I didn't know my heart could beat this fast before. I can't even move, she so beautiful.

"Quinn? Are you all right?" Rachel trying to keep a straight face in front of the frozen blonde. She was enjoying this to it's full extent, she never thought she would ever have this effect on Quinn.

Snap out of it Quinn. You can do this. Just walk in her house. You've been out here far to long. Just move your legs. God look at those legs, so long and tanned. I wouldn't mind having those sexy legs wrap around me.

Rachel noticed Quinn's gaze was stuck on her legs. Rachel dropped her arm and with her index finger motioned the cheerleaders eyes to follow them up to meet her eyes. Quinn followed the waving finger up and away from those irresistible legs. She felt a little embarrassed that Rachel caught her starring so she smiled feeling shy around the diva now.

"Quinn let's go inside, my fathers are beginning to be suspicious as to why your still outside and it's been five minutes since I opened the door." Rachel giggled.

"Sorry, I…yeah let's go inside." Quinn blushed a light pink color around her cheeks she swallowed hard and gripped her bag turning her knuckles into a purplish shade.

This is going to be a long night.

Song: Amy Winehouse - Will you still love me tomorrow