2 updates in one week. Well I had most of this already written like a month ago. Mainly coz I heard this song and knew I was going to use for Quinn's coming out to her mother. Of course I had to have her come out in total glee fashion. Anyways thank you for the reviews, I appreciate it. I haven't done a chapter like this in a while, there is no connection to any episode to it. It'll start back with the next chapter, Blame it on the Alcohol. And well Faberry is in full swing so I have some fun things planned. Anyways hope you enjoy the chapter

Quinn was frantically moving around her room. She changed back into one of her baby doll dresses, and was pulling clothes out of her dresser, and folding them on her bed. As if she was going on vacation. Rachel was sitting on Quinn's bed watching the scene in front of her.

"What are you doing?" Rachel finally asked.

"I'm getting ready," Quinn replied not stopping.

"Ready for what?"

"The worst case scenario," Quinn said from the closet. "If she kicks me out again, I'll be able to bring more of what I need. I had a half hour, not even a second over to get what I needed. I forgot a few things last time, and I don't want to forget them again."

Quinn walked over to her bed with another pile of clothes and started folding them.

"Do you really think she'd kick you out?"

"They did last time," Quinn pointed out.

Rachel got up and took hold of Quinn's hands. "Stop, tell me what happened last time."

"You already know. Finn sang about me being pregnant. I fought with my parents then they kicked me out. End of story." Quinn pulled her hands out of Rachel's and got back to the task at hand.

"No, you're not answering my question."

"Yes I did, that is what happened. You know that's what happened. What am I not answering?"

"Ok, let me try and rephrase the question. I want to know exactly what happened. Who it was that actually said you had to leave your house. Who set the timer on the microwave? I want specifics."

Quinn stopped all movements. She figured out what Rachel was trying to get at. She took a deep breath, and sat on her bed. Her girlfriend sat next to her and waited for her response.

"I guess I should start a few days before they were told. I was trying on my dress for the Chastity ball. My mother noticed it was a little snug. I played it off as a big lunch. She told me that I wasn't burning enough calories anymore. That quitting cheerios ruined my body. She figured it out, but didn't say anything. She just buried it," Quinn started. She took a deep breath before she began to relive the night she was told she was a disgrace to the family.

"So then the night arrives. The dinner is going well, and then Finn goes to the bathroom. He comes back with my mother's kitchen radio. Then he proceeds to sing 'You're Having My Baby.' He got through maybe the half of the first verse before my father shut it off. We went into the living room to pretty much listen to my father yell at us. He told us a story of a baseball game he took my sister and me to. Told me that I was a disgrace and to get out. I turned to my mom for help, and she did nothing. She let him…"Quinn trailed off as tears began to roll down her face.

Rachel placed her hand on Quinn's back for reassurance. "It's ok. You answered my question. We don't have to talk about it anymore."

Quinn gave Rachel a weak smile, "Thanks."

"And can I make an observation?"

"Sure."

"In what you told me, it sounded like it was your dad that had the issue. Your mom was more passive, she just didn't do anything. It was your dad that called you a disgrace and kicked you out. There is hope, I mean she did take you back in, and was willing to take Beth too."

Quinn reached over and intertwined her hand with Rachel's. "I think you and Finn are spending too much time together."

Rachel laughed at the comment. "Why do you say that?"

"He said something along the same lines last week."

"Well it's true. You need to have a little more faith in people."

"This has nothing to do with faith, just fear," Quinn countered.

The two remained silent for a minute. Rachel broke the silence asking, "Are you sure you don't want me downstairs with you?"

"Yea, I think got this. I know what I'm going to do. If I learned anything from glee, singing can be pretty powerful. I want you there beside me, but I think it'll all be too much," Quinn replied.

"Well then I guess it's a good thing you changed out of my clothes."

"You mean Brittany's," Quinn joked.

"Were you serious the other day? When I was talking to you about the clothes?"

"No. I knew you did something to try and raise your popularity. Did you get screwed in the end?"

"Well besides everyone thinking Brittany was the trend setter and not me…No."

"How did you get Brittany to agree?"

"I promised to help her in every subject for the month. Help her to actually pass something. I also bought the clothes for Brittany to wear."

"So you didn't pay her?" Quinn asked.

"No, I was afraid I would get screwed. So I bought the clothes, well gave her a set of leg warmers and bought the one outfit. Anything extra was on her. Even thought I called it off she still wants me to tutor her. She may forget by the end of the week."

"Probably, she has the attention span of a bug."

"I also think there is something in there about ducks, but it was vague.

"If you promised her ducks then she'll remember that. And she will hold that against you."

"Why ducks?"

"That is the question Santana and I have been wondering for years."

The two girls laughed at the seriousness in Quinn's tone. Then the girls heard the sound of a car door closing. Quinn went over to the window and saw her mother coming towards the house.

"Wish me luck," Quinn said grabbing her ihome.

Rachel stood giving Quinn a chaste kiss and a quick hug. Rachel knew it was bad luck to say good luck before a performance. She didn't want to make Quinn more nervous. "You don't need it. You mother is not the same woman she was a year ago."

Quinn gave her a small smile, "Thanks."

Quinn made her way down stairs and met her mother at the door. Rachel went to the bedroom door and pressed her ear to it, listening to the blondes.

"Hi mom," Quinn said enthusiastically.

"Hi honey. How was school?" Judy asked as she shed her coat and hung it up.

"Good. Can I talk to you about something?"

"Of course Quinnie, what's on your mind?" Judy asked placing her hand on Quinn's cheek

"Let's sit in the living room," Quinn said leading the way.

Quinn placed her ihome down on the table and directed her mom to take a seat. Judy got a flashback of the last time she saw someone bring out a musical device. It was the night Finn told the family about Quinn being pregnant. Judy felt a lump form in her throat.

"Quinn, what's going on?" Judy asked.

"There is something I need to tell you."

"Ok then tell me."

"I'm… I'm…" Quinn started but the last word would not come out.

"You're what honey?" Judy asked clasping Quinn's hands.

"I can't say it mom. I found a song that expresses what I'm feeling and what I need to tell you."

"Ok," Judy encouraged.

"Please listen to the words, and I'd love it if you would hear the whole thing through."

"I will honey. I'm not your father," Judy clarified.

The clarification made Quinn give her mother smile before she pushed play. She closed her eyes and listened to the guitar from the small speakers. What Quinn didn't see was Rachel snuck out of Quinn's room. She stayed on the staircase and listened to Quinn's performance. She was always a fan of Quinn's voice.

Quinn then took a deep breath to sing her coming out song to her mother.

"You and I have come this far, I guess it's time… I tell the truth. 'Cause I have known for a while, but I never wanted to bring shame on this family, 'Cause you asked me not to. But if this God to whom you pray, Is the same God I was raised to believe in. You'd better take it up with him."

Quinn took a deep breath getting ready for the chorus. She was afraid to open her eyes and see her mother's face. "This is me, here we are. I know I may not be everything you wanted, but this is all I've got." Quinn opened her hands at her sides, showing this is it. "This is me, talk to God." She took her right hand and pointed to the ceiling. "He's the one you really ought to ask these questions. 'Cause I am all his fault." Quinn placed her hands on her chest. "This is me." Quinn extended her arms again to her side.

Quinn put her head down as she listened to the instrumental. She opened her eyes, and looked down at her clasped hands. She was surprised she got through the first verse. She took a deep breath and raised her head. She looked over her mother's head at the hallway behind her.

"Why, you ask, would I ever put you and Dad through this, when it's only… just a phase. Well, who's to say what's to come, And who are you to judge my love? Yes, I am different, but my heart works just the same. And I could lie to your face, But you taught me that's no way to live my life. So I'm taking your advice." Tears wear stinging Quinn's eyes as she finished the verse.

"This is me, here we are. I know I may not be everything you wanted, But this is all I've got. This is me, talk to God. He's the one you really ought to ask these questions. 'Cause I am all his fault." The tears started to flow from Quinn's eyes. "This is me… Yeah…"

"This is me… This is me… Talk to God… You said he speaks to us when we listen." Quinn finally looked at her mom. She saw tears in her eyes too. Quinn put all her emotion in the end of the song. "So listen. This is me… I'm nobody's fault… Listen to your heart… Talk to God… This is me… This is me..." Quinn trailed off.

The emotion and tears were overwhelming. Quinn fell to her knees. She slowly whispered the last line. "You and I have come this far, I guess it's time."

Judy got off the couch and joined her daughter on the floor, wrapping her arms around her. She let Quinn cry into her arms. When she felt her daughters cries lessen, she pulled away to see Quinn's eyes. She gently moved a piece of hair behind Quinn's ear.

"Mom," Quinn whispered.

"Shhh, its ok honey, you don't have to say anything," Judy told her daughter. She placed her hand on Quinn's cheek. She began wiping away Quinn's tears.

"I'm sorry," Quinn whispered feeling another wave of tears coming.

"No, I'm sorry. I'm sorry I made you afraid to talk to me. I love you Quinnie, no matter what you are my daughter."

"Did you know before now? Did you know?" Quinn asked.

Judy shook her head. "I could tell you weren't happy, but I've been so enthralled with the divorce and work and finding me. That I forgot about you along the way. I'm sorry Quinnie."

"It's ok. I've been doing the same thing. I don't feel like I'm under a microscope."

Quinn gave her mother another hug. "I guess I should go put my room back together," Quinn said letting go of her mother.

"What are you talking about?"

Quinn looked down at her hands. "I was afraid I was going to be kicked out again."

Judy nodded in response. "Like I said before, I'm not your father."

Quinn smiled again before wrapping her arms around her mother again. She stood and extended her hands for her mother to take. "I guess I should get started on dinner," Judy said when she was eye level with her daughter. Judy gave her daughter's arms a squeeze before leaving for the kitchen.

Quinn grabbed her ihome and made her way up stairs. As she walked into her room she saw Rachel was breathless. Quinn smiled and shook her head as she put her ihome on her desk.

"So how did it go?" Rachel asked trying to sound clueless.

"I don't know, you tell me," Quinn replied.

"I don't know what you are talking about."

Quinn sat down next to Rachel on the bed. She just continued to look at her girlfriend until she caved. "Fine, I sat on the staircase to hear you perform. I've always loved your voice and I couldn't resist."

"And after I performed?"

"Curiosity got the best of me," Rachel replied looking down at her hands. "Sorry."

Quinn leaned over capturing Rachel's lips. "Thank you for being here."

"Always," Rachel replied. "Walk me out?"

"You're leaving already?"

"I need to talk to Daddy. He doesn't know."

"You practically shouted it in the middle of the school and your police officer father doesn't know."

"Nope," Rachel answered standing. "Which is why I should go home. Especially, since we're making this official."

"Which reminds me, would you hate me if I wait a little bit before telling my mom about us?"

Rachel looked up at the ceiling thinking it over. When Quinn saw Rachel's silence she went on the offense. "It'll only be for like a week. I don't want to overwhelm her. I just came out. And my mom looks like she wants to be the good mom. Ya know spending time with me and everything. So…"

Rachel stopped Quinn by kissing her. "It's ok Quinn." Rachel whispered when she pulled away, "Just as long as it's not two months."

Quinn shook her head. "I won't do that to you again."

Quinn took Rachel's hand and led her downstairs. She gave her a hug at the door saying good bye.

"Who was at the door?" Quinn's mother said coming out of the kitchen.

"Ah, no one, Rachel just left."

"Rachel was here?"

"Ah, yea. I asked her to come over just in case."

"Worst case scenario?"

"Yea."

Judy walked over to her daughter placing her hand on Quinn's cheek. "Dinner is almost ready."

Of course I had to put the music information at the end.

Quinn's coming out song is 'This is me' by Jen Foster.

I highly suggest you check it out, youtube, itune, amazon, etc.