Author's Note: I do not own Glee so please do not sue me. Please Review cause I actually read them. Thanks :D.
I thought you all would like to know I passed a car whose license plate was FABERRY, just thought you all would enjoy that as much as I did.
Rachel and Quinn eventually needed to come up for air, so it was no surprise that they were both gasping for air when they broke the kiss. Quinn saw that Rachel kept her eyes closed a few seconds after the kiss, she was savoring the moment. They were getting lost as they stared into each other's eyes, unsure of what to say next. They stood their silently for a few minutes because neither of them, wanted to end such a perfect moment.
Quinn was the one to break the silence, "So this makes us…?"
"A couple." Quinn could see the joy in Rachel's smile as she said this.
Quinn nodded in agreement, "I couldn't agree with you more Rach." Quinn felt so at peace with herself. She was finally completely herself, not to say the Rachel completed her but rather she didn't have to be anyone but herself with Rachel.
Eventually the two of them made it up to Rachel's room, in search of the perfect song for Quinn. Rachel pulled opened her extremely extensive iTunes library, consisting of everything form Broadway tunes to Scottish bagpipe music, for Quinn to search. After about an hour Quinn stumbled upon the absolute perfect song.
"What song is it?" Rachel asked.
"You'll have to wait till Monday to find out, it's going to be a surprise."
"Fine." Rachel grumbled as she crossed her arms in frustration. Being surprised was one of the things she disliked the most. However, one thing she loved the most was to surprise. "Good. Now what are you doing tomorrow for Thanksgiving?"
"Nothing really. My is going to a friends, so I was going sleep in, hang around the house, stuff like that."
"Well I guess it's good that I'm inviting you to my house then. To think that you would have spent the whole day by yourself. It's just ridiculous." Quinn laughed and replied, "I believe so." Quinn looked at her watch, " I have to go do some stuff, I'll see you tomorrow around eleven." Rachel nodded.
The next morning Quinn got up around ten. She had promised Rachel that she would be over at house around eleven. She took a deep breathe, today she was meeting Rachel's dad today. She was nervous as hell about meeting them, and she should be she's meeting her girlfriend's dads.
Soon enough she was standing in Rachel's atrium, except this time she was just holding Rachel's hand as her dad eyed her curiously. "Well this was a fast development. You go from our daughter's tormentor, to friend, to her girlfriend. How do we know that we can trust you not to hurt our daughter?" Ryan, Rachel's Dad, asked her as if it was an interrogation, like each word that came out of his mouth was supposed to intimidate her.
Quinn stood there confidently, Rachel tried to speak for her, but before she could to that Quinn squeezed her hand to let her know that she wanted to tell why. Rachel backed down. "Michael, Ryan" she looked at both of them intently as she said their names, "The truth is I have always cared about Rachel. It got to the point where it scared me to the point where I had feelings for her, and that scared me. I lashed out in ways that I truly regret. It really wasn't until a few weeks ago, when my coach and best friends had an intervention, that I accepted and embraced my sexual orientation. Since then, I have formed elaborate plans to win you daughter's heart." Quinn saw Rachel just gaping at her unable to form words. Tears had begun form, but Quinn stood her ground she wasn't going to give Rachel's Dads a reason for them to not allow Rachel not to date her.
After a few moments of silence Michael broke his eye contact with Quinn and then looked at his husband be for he said, "Alright, you have our permission to date our daughter, but if you intentionally hurt our daughter I promise that you wish you never born. Understand?" Quinn gulped and then proceeded to nod. The sudden change from caring to a death threat reminded her of Sue, except more hostile.
"Daddy! You promised not to make any threats to her, especially in front of me!" Rachel exclaimed in a very dramatic manner. The next thing Quinn knew Rachel's Dads started to laugh and soon enough all for of them were laughing.
They all made their way to the kitchen, "Quinn, I must inform you that I am not the best cook and neither is my Daddy, so dinner might be awhile." Rachel grimaced.
Quinn laughed a little, this was her chance to impress Rachel and her Dads. "Well Ryan I guess you are in luck. You are looking at the chef of the Fabray household. My expertise range from scrambled eggs to my delicious chocolate soufflé." Quinn grinned widely as she said this., it was clear to Rachel that cooking was a passion of Quinn's.
Ryan looked at his husband, "Honey I guess dinner will be ready a few hours early than expected." Ryan turned to Quinn, " I guess we should find you an apron so you don't ruin that beautiful dress of yours." Quinn blushed, she had ran to the mall after she left the Berry's house yesterday in search of the perfect dress. The dress was this gorgeous chocolate brown, with delicate flowers of pink and green to make it more playful. She nodded, and followed Ryan into the kitchen.
By six o'clock the Dinning Room table was set, by Rachel, and dinner was ready. Ryan and her had made Tofurky(Turkey Tofu), green bean casserole, mashed potatoes, cranberry relish, a sweet and spicy salad, and some dinner roles. For desert they made Apple Pecan Tarts, and of course pumpkin pie. All for of them sat down at the table one was side Rachel's Dads and other side was Rachel and Quinn. The as they ate they had pleasant conversation, all of the Berry's agreed that Quinn had a talent, and she should actually consider becoming a chef.
"I don't Rach I have never actually thought about it, my family always expected to go to law school, business school, med school; you know stuff like that."
Rachel just looked at Quinn, had Quinn ever considered what she wanted, or did she just set aside her dreams to please her parents especially her dad. "But, Quinn your food is absolutely to die for!" Quinn just rolled her eyes, clearly not believing her girlfriend, "I'm serious Quinn. I'm already on my second tart. You have a talent that you clearly passionate about you should go for it!" Shortly after Rachel took another bite of her tart.
After dinner Ryan and Quinn were sitting on the couch watching the football game as Rachel and Michael did the dishes. "So Quinn have you come out to your parents yet?" Quinn knew that he meant it to be a harmless question but it still hurt, she hadn't seen her father in about a year since she told him she was pregnant. "Well my mom kick my dad out just before I gave birth Beth at Regional's, so I haven't talked to him in a long time." Michael nodded sympathetically. " I want to tell my mom that I'm dating Rachel, but I don't know how she'll react, and are relationship is already strained."
"That makes sense, but she probably already know that you gay Quinn, mothers always know," He said laughing, "And telling her will only help you. At least it will make you relation ship with my baby girl stronger."
Quinn nodded "Yeah I know, I'm just scared that I'll get kicked out again. I already went through that last year and it was pretty traumatic.
"Understandable, you could stay here if that happened Quinn."
"My best friend say I could stay with her if I needed to."
"Then what's holding you back?" Michael asked.
"I don't know." Quinn shook her head she really didn't know what was stopping her form coming out to her mom.
"Well when I have found that when you think about it too much it becomes harder than it needs to be. So my advice to you just stop thinking about it, and soon you'll find yourself blurting it out." Quinn nodded, that's probably what happened to Santana. She smiled to herself at the thought.
"Hey baby." Rachel said this before she kissed Quinn. The kiss was chaste and sweet. They both blushed when Rachel's Dads did a very long "awwww". The rest of the evening was spent on the Berry's couch watching the football game. Quinn let a small sigh of relief out when she realized what she had accomplished that day. Rachel grabbed her hand and gave it a tight squeeze, and smiled at her. It was the first Thanksgiving that Quinn felt truly thankful for everything she had.