A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in forever. Things have been crazy. I started college, mine and my sister's birthday's, we had family visit, and we had our local fair last week.

Also, I wanted to thank all of you who have reviewed, added this story to your alerts, and favorited it! You guys are the only reason I am still writting this story. Everytime I post i new chapter I'm like, "Oh, they're going to hate this, I should just stop writting," and then I see I have new reviews or someone has added this story to their alerts and I realize that I have to continue this for you guys. So, seriously, thank you, you guys rock!

Wow, long A/N, sorry, on with the next chapter!

Chapter 5

It was almost 6:30 and Rachel was pacing her living room. Blaine had texted her about an hour prior and said that he was going to come to pick her up instead of her having to drive herself. That was Blaine always the gentlmen. She looked up at the clock to see that it said 6:28 and began pacing faster. Blaine was going to be arriving soon and she was getting more nervous by the minute. She was extreamly nervous about this dinner. She wanted to make the best impression on them she could. She had never thought that the first meeting with her boyfriend's parents would be them catching her and their son making out. What if they thought she was a slut or something? Soon she heard the front door open and found that odd, it wasn't like Blaine to just walk in. She went walking into the hall to see both of her dad's standing there.

"Dad, daddy," Rachel said. Her father's had gone out for dinner and weren't supposed to be home for hours. "What are you doing home so early?"

"Oh, I started to feel sick and we decided to come home," Brad said, rubbing his forehead. He looked up and when he saw that Rachel was wearing one of her nicer sundresses, he asked, "Are you going out?"

"Oh, yes," she said, looking down at her feet. She hadn't told them about Blaine yet, but since his parents already knew, she couldn't see a reason why her father's shouldn't know. "A boy is coming to pick up. He should be here any minute acctually."

"a boy, huh," Her other father, Jack, said. "Not that Hudson boy is it?" For reasons unknown to Rachel, her fathers had never liked Finn.

Rachel shook her head, "No, Finn and I aren't back together," She answered and when she saw their questioning looks, she said, "his name is Blaine, Blaine Anderson. He goes to Dalton Academy."

"Ah, Dalton," Jack said, nodding his head in approval. "He must be a well rounded boy. You know we wanted to send you to Dalton's sister school, Crawford Country-Day, remember."

"Yes," Rachel said, rolling her eyes. She remembered all to well how much her fathers had wanted her to go to Crawford Country-Day, but when she had learned that they didn't have a music program she was dead set against it. Now that she thought about it, if she had gone to Crawford, she might have met Blaine sooner. Funny how things turned out.

Blaine pulled up in front of Rachel's house and took a deep breath. He didn't know why he was so nervous. His parents had to like Rachel, what wasn't there to like about her? She's beautiful, talented, and just plain amazing. He got out of his car and walked up to Rachel's house. He was shocked when one of Rachel's fathers answered the door. Rachel had told him that her fathers were out for dinner.

"Umm, I'm here to pick up Rachel," Blaine said, trying to avoid eye contact.

"Ahh, you must be Blaine," the man held out his hand to Blaine. Blaine shook his hand, a little shocked that Rachel's father knew who he was, and then the man turned around and yelled, "Rach! Blaine is here!" Soon Blaine saw Rachel come walking down the stairs, looking amazing as always in a sky blue sundress, her hair falling in loose curls down to her shoulders and taking his breath away. Was she always going to have this effect on him? Probably.

"Hi," Rachel said to Blaine with a huge smile. She then turned to her father and said, "I took dad a cup of tea and he said that he wants some soup."

"Okay, thanks sweetie. You have fun okay," her father said, kissing her on top of the head.

"I will. Bye daddy," Rachel said, giving her father a quick hug before moving over to stand next to Blaine.

"It was nice meeting you, Mr. Berry," Blaine said with a quick nod.

"You too, and please, call me Jack," Rachel's father said politely. Blaine gave another nod as Rachel's father closed the door.

As they were walking to his car, Blaine said, "That threw me off guard. I thought you said that your fathers were going out for dinner and weren't going to be home for awhile?"

"They weren't!" Rachel laughed, "My dad started not feeling good and so they came home early. When they walked in, I kinda freaked. They noticed that I was dressed up and figured out I was going out, so I told them about you. I hope that's okay?"

"Of course it is," Blaine said as he opened Rachel's door. "I mean my parents know about us, so why shouldn't your's?" He added as he closed the door. Once he got in on his side, he asked, "Ready for this?"

"I don't know," she answered, suddenly looking extreamly nervous. "What if they don't like me?"

"Oh, come on," Blaine said taking her hand, "they are going to love you." Rachel blushed and Blaine gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. Blaine started the car and began to drive to his house.

When they pulled up in front of Blaine's house, Rachel took a deep breath to calm her nerves. Blaine gave her hand a light squeeze and said, "It's going to be fine. You have nothing to be nervous about." How can he be so calm? Rachel asked herself as Blaine walked around to her side to open her door. When she got out of the car, Blaine took her hand, and Rachel realized that he was just as nervous as she was but was trying to be brave for her. she gave his hand a squeeze and Blaine smiled down at her. When they walked in, Blaine yelled, "Mom, dad, we're here!"

Blaine's mom came out of the kitchen, drying her hand off on a towel. "Hello, Rachel, it's nice to see you again," she said with a polite smile and then added, "dinner will be done in about fifteen minutes. We're having parmesan crusted chicken and fettucini with homemade marinara sause and then chocolate cake for dessert, if thats okay?"

"That sounds delicious," Rachel said with a polite smile. "You have a lovely home, Mrs. Anderson."

"Why, thank you, Rachel, and you can call me Nancy," Blaine's mom said with a smile.

"Where's dad?" Blaine asked when he realized his father hadn't arrived to welcome them.

"He's up in his study. He got a call from work that he had to take," Nancy said. "I better go check on dinner. I'll call when it's ready."

"Okay," Blaine said. When his mom left the room he lead Rachel to the living room. They sat down on the couch and Blaine turned on the TV. "She already loves you," Blaine said, smiling at Rachel.

"How can you tell," Rachel asked, raising her eyebrows.

"She hardly ever lets anyone call her Nancy," Blaine said smiling, "I told you there was nothing to worry about."

"Yeah, well there's still your father," Rachel said, laying her head on Blaine's shoulder.

Blaine laughed, "He loved you from the moment he caught us making out," Rachel gave him a confused look. "Your a girl. He would love you no matter what." Rachel laughed with him. They sat and watched TV until Nancy came and told them that dinner was ready.

Blaine led Rachel into the kitchen and pulled her chair out for her. When Rachel was sat down she said, "This looks delicious, Mrs...I mean, Nancy."

"Thank you, I hope you like it. It's a family recipie." Nancy said sending Rachel a smile.

"Hello Rachel," came Blaine's father's voice. "It's good to see you again," he said as he kissed his wife on the top of the head and taking his seat.

"You too," Rachel said, putting on her best show smile to hide her nerves. She felt Blaine give her hand a squeeze under the table and she gave him a quick smile. With Blaine by her side, she knew she could make it through anything.

Blaine was very pleased with how the dinner had gone the night before. He knew that his parents would love Rachel and that there had been nothing to be worried about, but it felt good to actually know it for a fact now. The dinner had also made Blaine realize that he was ready to tell his friends about Rachel. He was sitting in the Dalton common room thinking about calling Rachel when a new text came in. Blaine opened his phone and read the message.

Rachel: come to Rm25 now

Blaine read the message a couple more times. Why did he need to go to room 25? He looked around the room to see that everyone was distracted and then stood up and walked from the room. Blaine went up the stairs and found room 25. He opened the door, slipped inside, and looked around to find Rachel sitting on the teacher's desk. "What are you doing here?"

"McKinley got out early today," Rachel said as she slid off of the desk and meeting him halfway between the rows of desks.

"I was just about to call you when I got your text," Blaine said, placing a quick kiss on her lips.

"Well, now I'm here," Rachel said with wide smile. "So, what were you going to call me about?"

"I was going to tell you that ready to tell everyone about us," Blaine said placing his hands on her hips.

"Really?" Rachel asked excitedly.

"Yeah," Blaine said. He loved seeing her so happy. "I mean, our parents know now and I really want the world to know that Rachel Berry is my girlfriend."

Rachel let out a high pitched squeel and started to jump up and down before throwing her arms around his kneck and pulling him into a deep kiss. Little did they know that someone was outside the door watching them.