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Quinn stood at the door of Rachel's house, present in hand.She hadn't been in this house for 10 years, becauseshe had been so scared to face Rachel again, and Santana. She slowly knocked on the door, only to see a small girl in the doorway a moment later. She had brown hair and dark brown eyes like Rachel. Quinn could only assume this was Charlie.
"You're Quinn Fabray! Why are you here inLima?" Charlie asked in awe.
"I'm an old friend of your mom's, can I come in?" Quinn asked as calmly as she could. Charlie nodded and ushered Quinn in, grinningas big as the Cheshire Cat. Quinn walked into a well furnished living-room equipped with two sofas and a plasma screen TV. She noticed the doorway to the kitchen, just off the living room.
"My moms aren't here right now. Mom's at the studio and Mama's getting my cake!" Charlie beamed. Quinn smiled and handed her the small wrapped box.
"Happy birthday," Quinn said, and Charlie's smile got bigger than Quinn ever thought possible, and Charlieran up the stairs to her room. Quinn chuckled silently before hearing a noise from the basement. Quinn walked downstairs to see Beth on the couch playing a song that Quinn didn't recognize on the guitar. Beth didn't have to look up to know thatsomeone who wasn't one of her moms was in the room.
"What are you doing here?" Beth asked, tuning the acoustic guitar on her lap.
"Your mom invited me," Quinn stated, slipping off her shoes, Beth snapped her head up and stared blankly at Quinn before turning back to her guitar. "Can we talk?" Quinn asked. Beth took a deep breath, looked at Quinn and nodded. She placed her guitar on the floor as Quinn took the seat next to her.
"How did you learn to play?" Quinn asked.
"Uncle Puck taught me," Beth stated, eyes locked on a picture of her, Charlie and Drew laughing and playing in the snow. An awkward silence followed, with neither person knowing what to say.
"Why was fame so important to you?" Beth asked, breaking the silence. Quinn stayed silent, thinking hard about the question. Why did she love the fame so much? She had never asked herself that question, nor had anyone else. Was it her desire to be the best or maybe, just maybe, was itto run away from something?
"Well?" Beth prompted.
"I...I...I don't know," Quinn said, looking at her with sadness and confusion. "Ever since I was in ninth grade, I always felt a need to be popular. When I was popular the hallways parted like the Red Sea when I walked down. Everyone knew who I was and knew not to mess with me or I would have someone slushie them. Honestly, I don't think that need for popularity ever went, or will go, away," Quinn revealed. Beth looked at the older blonde with hurt eyes.
"So being famous and having everyone know whoyouwere was more importantto you than your girlfriend, your family and even your daughter?" Beth askedangrily, a few stray tears finding their way down her pale cheeks. "You even lied to yourself!" Beth cried, standing up, her tears now cascading freely down her face. "You never once told anyone about Mom or being gay or even me, YOUR OWN DAUGHTER! You were ashamed of us and yourself and only ever cared about your appearance! You're unbelievable, Quinn!" Beth dashed away, up the stairs, leaving so quickly that she missed the single tear that left Quinn's eye.
"Whoever made Beth cry better get their sweet ass up here, Juno!" a voice snapped from upstairs. Quinn wiped the tear away and walked slowly up the stairs. She saw Santana leaning against the kitchen counter. Although Mother Nature had been insanely good to her, she looked a bit older. She wore the same cocky smirk on her tanned face. "You're one cocky bitch, preggers," Santana said as Quinn stepped into full view.
"It's been a while,but I see Rachel hasn't been able to kick the cursing out of you," Quinn snapped, with a smirk on her face.
"You're right as hell right Q, and by the way, youz can'tz just comez herez and make my daughter cry," Santana glared, standing up straight and crossing her arms.
"I see you're still speaking gangster too." Quinn mocked. "Have you visited LimaHeights recently?" Santana stood still, bitchier than ever.
"If my kids weren't here and I didn't have a party to plan, I would so bitch slap you preggers," Santana snapped.
"Your threats don't work on me, and it's been 12 years since I've been pregnantbut you're still calling me Juno and Preggers!" Quinn exclaimed with a raised eyebrow. Santana shrugged her shoulders.
"Some habits don't die, I still call Rachel Munch," Santana laughed, the doorbell rang and a wave of brunette hair zoomed past the two former friends.
"Uncle Sam, Aunt Kelsey!" Charlie yelled, giving the two a hug. "Come on Aly, I wanna show you something outside!" The kids zoomed past all the adultson their wayoutside.
"Hey Sam," Quinn said to her old classmate. Turning to the woman beside him, she introduced herself, "Hi, I'm Quinn. You must be his wife." She heldout her hand to the two blondes. Kelsey shook her hand with a warm smile on her rosy face.
"I'm Kelsey. It's nice to meet you," Kelsey said. Quinn smiled warmly at them both. "It's nice to see you again Sam, I haven't seen you since Beth's second birthday," Quinn laughed lightheartedly, butSam just nodded silently.
"You didn't come to our wedding, we sent you an invitation but you never responded," Sam said quietly. Quinn breathed deeplybefore a 'sorry' slipped from her lips.
"My assistant never told me. I'm sorry," Quinn responded. Sam nodded and moved over to Puck and Kurt, whohad just entered the home. A small boy with a mohawk crossed the room and ran outside, but an older boy with shaggy hair stayed by his father's side.
"Hey Puck, hey Kurt, how have you been?" Quinn asked, ignoring the young boy's glare,but she got the same glare from Kurt. Puck smiled tightlyand walked away with the boy at his side without a word said. "What's wrong with Puck?" Quinn asked, a little hurt from lack of communication.
"Everyone will be taking Rachel's side tonight right. I mean we haven't seen you in ten years so we don't know anything about you anymore," Kurt explained simply
"I'm still the same as I always was!" Quinn joked. Kurt's face turned cold as he replied.
"That's what you said last time, and look what happened." He sighed and walked into the backyard with everyone else, leaving Quinn alone to remember the last time she said that.
~Beth's Second Birthday ~ March 2012~
"Quinn, are you ever going to respond to that movie offer?" An 18 year old Kurt asked. Everyone from glee club was in Rachel's pool in her backyard, passing Beth around like a doll. Quinn laughed and shrugged.
"I don't really know!" Quinn told him honestly. "What should I do?" Kurt looked at her and whispered quietly.
"The old Quinn always knew what to do!"
"I'm still the same as I always was!" Quinn joked, calling everyone out of the pool to cut the cake, all the while thinking if she should take the offer or not.
~End Flashback~
Quinn sighed and walked outside to join everyone. She talked a little with Puck and Sam, learning how Sam adopted Kelsey's two year old daughter Alyssa when they got married, and how Puck was in the military with Finn for about 10 months before quitting. Not once did Quinn get the chance to talk to Rachel, who seemed intent on avoiding her.The day ended with a song sung by Drew, Landon and Jenna while Noah, Aly, Charlie and Beth watched from the sidelines. Whenit was time to leave, Quinn decided to stay and help clean up in order to maybe have a talk with Rachel about the past 10 years.
A/N- Sorry I had a bad virus called writers block! If yo didn't notice the titles of the chapters are the lyrics to the song A Little Too Not Over You! Ha I have four story ideas written down! Three of them I already wrote the first chapter for! Is that bad? HAHA there is one Harry Potter, one HP and Glee crossover, one Faberry and one Puckleberry! HAHAHHA
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