It had been a month ago and Puck had suggested that Quinn come over to help him on his homework. Seeing as Quinn had nothing better to do. She drove over to Puck's, but as soon as she saw that his mother's car was absent she knew exactly what he was planning. She walked into his room and saw him lying on his bed waiting for her.
"Hey Quinn" he called to her.
"No Puck you did not just bring me over here to screw me no, no, no." Quinn turned to leave before Puck protested.
"Why would I do that Quinn you're my best friend's girl, I would never in a million years try to take advantage of you like that. Wine Cooler?" Quinn reluctantly took the drink from Puck and took a seat on the corner of his bed. As time went on Quinn had more and more wine coolers and Puck's smile just got bigger and bigger. Then he looked out his window and saw the petite songstress known as Rachel Berry walking along the sidewalk. He turned to Quinn and said "Want to have some fun with Berry?" Quinn just smiled and nodded before going back to her drink. Puck opened his second story window and yelled "Hey! Berry!" The small girl looked up and around until she found the source of the noise. She looked confused. Puck continued "Come upstairs and hang with us." Her face was then overcome with joy as she sprinted towards his house and as he heard her tiny feet coming up the stairs he smiled a wicked smile at Quinn. As she burst into the room she looked around only to see a hazy Quinn and a beaming Noah looking at her.
"Come man hands, sit with me" Quinn called to Rachel who nervously obliged. On her way past she took the Wine cooler in Puck's outstretched hand. And so began a night of drunken Rachel and drunken Quinn going from sobbing about their feelings to quite obviously flirting. One of which bored the hell out of Puck the other did not. As the night wore on Quinn warmed up to the idea of Rachel Berry, hearing the girl pour her heart out to Quinn about the constant bullying had a profound effect on Quinn she was discovering as the night went on strange feelings towards Rachel, a deep burning in her stomach a terrifying wetness in between her legs. She dismissed it as the alcohol at first but as the night wore on she felt like there was a connection between her and Rachel and she couldn't help but act on it which is why the following morning she woke up next to Puck with a hangover and a sense of dread. As she got up and quickly gathered her clothes she was stopped by Puck
"Where ya going baby?"
"As far away from you as I can possibly go asshole. I should have never let you take advantage of me or Rachel for that matter." Quinn questioned herself on why she cared about her or why she had called her Rachel.
"Whoa so are you like a lesbian or something now?" he asked utterly confused by her even talking about Rachel. Quinn was instantly horrified at what Puck might know.
"What are you talking about Puckerman" she demanded as she stared daggers into him.
"Last night during the festivities once you each had a ride on the Puckasaurus, you and Berry started going at it like freaking jackrabbits, I taped it of course, for my viewing pleasure." The smirk on his face disappeared once he saw the rage in Quinn's eyes.
"Show me NOW!" Quinn screamed. Puck began a frenzied search for his phone to appease the angry woman in front of him. Once he found it he scoured his phone for the clip before finding it and handing it to Quinn. She was amazed and thoroughly aroused by what she saw, a completely naked pair of girls feverishly making love with each other. She heard her cries of joy as she saw Rachel lay delicate kisses all over her skin and she could hear her moans getting louder, she could feel the memories of last night flood back to her like a tidal wave. Just remembering had an effect on the blonde, a fact that did not go unnoticed by Puck.
"Oh my god you ARE a lesbian!"
"No I am not Puckerman, now shut up before I shut you up!" and with that Quinn stormed out of Puck's house still horribly hung-over. As she got in her car, she thought to herself What if I really am a lesbian? No, I am not a lesbian there's no way. But you have to talk to Rachel about this. But she didn't, she just didn't. She avoided Rachel in the hallways, in class, in glee. The closest thing to interaction was the longing glances they regularly exchanged always followed by them both ducking away and blushing fiercely. Up until this point there had been no conversations and now with those few sentences Quinn had realised why her time of the month wasn't on time. Quinn's world had been turned upside down, by Rachel Berry. But as Rachel looked at her terrified of what might happen next all she could do was start crying. As Quinn walked towards her and wrapped her arms around her tightly, sobbing into her shoulder, Rachel couldn't help but ask
"What's wrong Quinn?" Though Rachel realised the stupidity of the question as soon as it left her lips. She was no doubt aware that Quinn is in a very serious religious family whose views on premarital sex are very strict.
"Rachel I don't know where to begin, I just cheated on my boyfriend with two of his friends, my parents will kick me out for having sex before marriage, having sex with a woman and getting pregnant. And now I am thoroughly confused as to what I am going to do." Quinn then ran. Rachel followed as Quinn ran into the empty music room, sitting down next to her.
"Are you going to tell Noah or will I?" Rachel asked carefully not wanting to tread on the cheerleader's nerves.
"I will never tell Puck, he will never be involved with this baby ever. I am telling Finn that it is his baby is his and then I am putting this baby up for adoption." Quinn looked despondent. Rachel didn't notice she was aghast at what she thought Quinn was doing.
"You can't do that Quinn! I don't care if Noah is the last person you wanted this to happen with. You would be left with a hole in your heart filled only with remorse and regret, longing to have your long lost child but never having them if you put your child up for adoption, Quinn. Trust me I know I wonder every day who my mother is and I don't want your child to go through that nor do I want my child growing up without their sibling. Look I know that you despise me but I don't want our children to never know each other. I want them to be real siblings. I don't want there to be this animosity between us I want us to be able to turn to each other in a time of need, I want-I-I-I" The words couldn't come out as she stared at the hazel eyes of the blonde, they were red and had tears streaming down them, but they were so beautiful, but they were filled with sadness and uncertainty but also a degree of sympathy and compassion. "I would like us to live together Quinn" Rachel managed to get out. Quinn opened her mouth a little as if to protest but didn't say anything. So Rachel continued. "I know the preposterousness of the request may overwhelm you a bit Quinn, I mean with you being the Head Cheerio and the "It" girl on campus and me being a Lima loser as clearly pointed out by yourself but I think you need me now Quinn and I think you will need someone when your parents kick you out." Quinn looked at Rachel thoughtfully causing Rachel to blush a deep red.
"What was that?" Quinn asked with a smile beginning to form in the corners of her lips.
"What was what?" Rachel asked quickly turning away.
"Rachel, look at me." Rachel complied "I am moved by your compassion and your care for my child, but I am not ready for this, I am not ready to raise a child I am not ready to support a child and I'm not ready to deal with Finn or Puck or my parents, so I appreciate your help and I hope you can forgive me for my past attacks, I realise that it was me lashing out over my parents constant fighting any way I wish you well with your pregnancy and request that you don't mention anything of my pregnancy to Finn or Puck" Quinn finished.
"And you say I ramble." Rachel quipped; Quinn gave her a playful slap across the arm. "Quinn, can I tell people about my pregnancy?"
"I suppose if that's what you want to do I have no right to stop you"
"Thank you Quinn" replied Rachel