Hey you guys! Hope everyone had a happy holidays! This chapter clears some things up and I hope everyone likes it! Please review it inspires me to update faster lol!

-Ashlee:)

CHAPTER FIVE

While waiting for Quinn and Claire to return from lunch, Rachel decided to go upstairs and call her good friend Kurt to update him on her life and ask for some advice.

"Rach?" Kurt said hopefully on the other line.

"Hi Kurt!"

"Aw Rach, I miss you so much! How's the new nanny gig? Is Quinn Fabray McIntosh even more fabulous in person?" Kurt asked excitedly

"Ugh, Quinn is great…"

"Uh oh… that doesn't sound normal. What's going on?"

"I don't even know where to start. Quinn and I are maybe, kinda sorta, dating?"

"Correct me if I'm wrong but isn't she married?" Kurt shrieked.

Rachel pulled the receiver away from her ear as Kurt went on and on. "Are you finished yet?" Rachel heard no response and continued, "She is technically married, but her and Biff don't even share a room! And she's the one who asked me out. Not the other way around. I don't know Kurt, I've just never felt this way before and she's the smartest and most beautiful person I've ever encountered in my entire life."

"Wow Rachel, this sounds really serious. I just don't want a repeat of the Johnson's. Quinn might— "

Rachel cut Kurt off, "How dare you! That was a completely different situation and you have no right to bring that up."

Kurt felt horrible for bringing it up, but he had to help her see how problematic her romance with Quinn could be. "I'm sorry Rachel, but you have to understand, they are rich and powerful and they can flip the script any way they want. If the press finds out about the two of you, the Mr. Johnson story could be brought up to make you look like the bad guy. I just want the best for you and I don't want you to get hurt."

Rachel was crying, thinking about everything Kurt was saying. "I understand and I appreciate you being here for me. I just don't know what to do. Claire, Quinn and I were supposed to go out for lunch, but Biff came home with good news and they looked like a happy family so I decided not to join. I know their marriage isn't perfect, but they did get married in the first place and they have a kid. I can't be a home wrecker. I think I should just quit."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, Rachel you can't quit. You love being a nanny and your name was almost blacklisted but you got this amazing gig. I think you need to decide if she's worth it. Whatever you're worried about, if you believe she's worth all the trouble then go for it."

"I have a feeling she is," Rachel said with a small smile.

-Quinn-

Biff took Quinn and Claire to a casual joint called "Mickey's" for lunch. Claire was coloring on the sheet the waitress gave her and Quinn was gazing out the window and Biff took notice.

"Are you going to tell me what's up with you lately?"

Quinn snapped out of her thoughts, "what?"

"What's going on with you lately. You're always staring into space or smiling randomly, it's weird. Also Angela Reynolds said you were all too eager to leave that breakfast the other day."

Based on the knowing look Biff gave her, Quinn knew that Biff knows about Rachel. Quinn just sighed, confirming.

"Well this is new," Biff said with a chuckle.

"Oh, be quiet how's your flavor of the week? You know what, I rather not talk about it. Especially in front of C."

"If Russell finds out we're both screwed, you know that, right?" Biff said with a bitter laugh.

"We'd be screwed if he knew about our sleeping arrangements. Do you know how many times I get an email asking about finally having a little boy to carry the Fabray bloodline?" Quinn took a big sip of her iced tea.

Biff and Quinn were friends, but haven't been in love since college. Biff met Russell and Judy Fabray after Quinn's first pregnancy. The abortion hadn't been Biff's idea, but instead Russell's. Quinn and Biff's marriage was an arranged marriage of sorts. Biff's dad, Steve needed Russell and Russell needed Steve, but not as much. Russell Fabray basically controls Biff and Quinn's life, both financially and personally.

Quinn knew she couldn't explain all of this to Rachel, she would look down on her for sticking in it for the money and being too much of a punk to stand up to her father. But she was doing this for Biff as well. All Biff has ever wanted to do was make his dad proud and Quinn could resonate with that. So, she agreed to marry Biff and be the First Lady to a grand empire.

"Quinn, I-I," Biff started.

"Forget about it."

"Does she know the truth?"

"More or less," Quinn said curtly.

"You should tell her before things get serious."

"I appreciate the relationship advice, but can we please not talk about this."

"Sure, whatever you like." Biff turned to Claire, "How's it coming sweetie?"

"It's going okay, but my tiny hands move too slow. Can you guys help me?"

Quinn and Biff shared a hearty laugh and picked up a crayon and started helping.

An hour later…

Biff returned back to work and Quinn was carrying a sleeping Claire in her arms. She always fell asleep two o'clock on the dot. Quinn placed Claire in her bed and shut the door quietly. She was debating whether or not she should knock on Rachel's door.

Rachel POV

Rachel was reading quietly in her room when she heard a knock on the door, knowing it was the beautiful blonde.

"Come in,"

Quinn walked in slowly.

"Well this image is far too familiar," Rachel giggled to lighten the mood and Quinn joined.

"Are you feeling any better?" Quinn said with a stare that only a mother could compete with.

"I was just a little shaken up Quinn, you can't blame me. It all just became too real. You have a family."

"But we talked about this, I thought we were moving forward." Both women kept their tones calm.

"It easier for you, Quinn. You're not the other woman."

"Don't call yourself that Rachel. You are so special to me and I really would like to spend some time together. Just the two of us. I want to prove to you that this is a good idea, despite everything else." Rachel ducked her head down at the compliment and Quinn raised her chin up, "What do you say?"

"I'm not busy right now. We can cut on a movie and just relax."

"That sounds great," Quinn climbed into Rachel's bed and the other woman quickly cuddled into her.

"How was lunch?" Rachel asked rubbing the blonde's arm.

Quinn paused for a moment, remembering what her and Biff talked about. Quinn couldn't have Rachel look at her any differently. She would tell her eventually just not yet. "It was pretty good. Would've been better if you were there, though."

Rachel smiled and relaxed closer into Quinn.