They had stood in that position for a long while, then Rachel had made her move, she started to lean even closer towards Quinn when a noise from Quinn's phone made them pull away from each other.
"Hello," Quinn answered the phone.
"I just heard from Brittney that Finn kick you out, she said she can't take you in and asked if I would," said the voice on the other end of the line.
"No Puck I have told you a thousand time I don't want your help," Quinn all but shouted down the phone.
"Then where are you going to live?" Puck asked.
"I've found some where to live and I'm not gunna tell you because you will just start to stalk me," Quinn had yelled into the phone before rudely hanging up on puck.
"Well I guess you get to take me home," Quinn said with a look in her eye that Rachel couldn't quite place.
The drive to Rachel's place was filled with show tones from wicked and an awkward silence. When they arrived at her house Rachel climbed out of the car, but Quinn remained in her seat starring straight ahead, Rachel walked around to Quinn's side of the car and opened the door.
"Are you coming inside or not?" Rachel asked.
"I thought it would be polite if you asked your dads if I could stay before I just walk in," Quinn replied still looking straight ahead.
"My dad's already know that if Finn kicked you out and you had no where to stay I would offer you a place to stay, I did actually think this through before informing Finn of you deception," Rachel replied mater of factly.
"Oh" was all Quinn said before grabbing her bag and hopping out of the car.
Rachel walk straight into her house and yelled "dad, daddy, where home,".
"Hello sweet heart, hey Quinn," one of Rachel's dads greeted them..
"Hello Mr. Berry," Quinn said politely.
"Please call me Benjamin," said the short geeky white man standing in front of Quinn.
"And what should I call you Mr. Berry?" Quinn asked the tall black man standing beside Benjamin.
"Call me Chris," he said, Rachel noticed that he didn't look to pleased to see Quinn standing there.
"Ok dad, daddy I'm going to go and show Quinn to the guest room," Rachel said as he walked pasted Chris giving him a stern look.
Quinn followed behind Rachel, up the stairs, down the hall, past a door with the gold star on it, and into a room with a double bed in it.
"This is your room," Rachel said.
"Ok," is all Quinn can say looking around the room.
"Ok so I'm going to go and talk to dad and daddy, you unpack your things and I will call you when dinner is ready," Rachel said with a pleasant smile before walking out the door.
"I can't believe you dad, the way you looked at Quinn when she walked through that door," Rachel angrily whispered to her dad so that Quinn would hear them.
"I don't know what you're talking about dear," said Chris.
"Oh come on hunny I even saw it, I thought you agreed to be nice to the girl," said Benjamin.
"I can help it, that girl has torched our daughter since first grade," said Chris.
"I'm sorry for that," said a voice behind the three of them.
"Quinn we didn't hear you come down," said Benjamin.
"I heard you from up stairs, your house really is lovely but not very sound proof," Quinn said.
"Oh, well what would you like for dinner while your down here," Benjamin asked.
"I think I should go," said Quinn.
"No come on Quinn where are you going to live if you leave here, please stay," said Rachel then turning around to look sternly at Chris.
"Look Quinn I'm sorry that I'm not welcoming you with open arms but I don't want you to have to live on the street, please stay," said Chris looking Quinn right in the eye.
Quinn could see the honesty in the man's eye so she nodded and walking into the kitchen with Benjamin to select dinner.