Quinn was at home one Saturday afternoon on her own. Her mom had gone shopping and she'd taken the time to get some homework done for her History class. Her thoughts about the whole Rachel situation had been running wild and she decided that, despite these newly acknowledged feelings, she couldn't start slacking in terms of her classes if she was to maintain her GPA. She was in the middle of a sentence when her doorbell rung.

Quinn went down the stairs and was just about to open the door when her hand stopped in mid-air.

Oh God, it's not Rachel is it? What if it is? I could just leave it. But what if it's an emergency? Ugh, let me just open the door.

Quinn opened her door, bracing herself to see either Rachel or Santana but was surprised to see Noah Puckerman standing on her porch with a frown on his face.

"Afternoon, Baby Mama," he greeted, "mind if I come in?"

Quinn folded her arms and gave him her best HBIC look.

"What do you want, Puck? Shouldn't you be making out with your girlfriend somewhere?" Quinn asked bitterly.

"Look, Q. I just wanna talk to you. If you let me in, I'll try and make it quick. I swear."

Puck looked sincere so Quinn sighed and stepped to the side to allow him in. She led the way to the living room and gestured for him to sit down on the couch.

"Is there any reason you've decided to grace me with your presence today, Puck? Because I sort of have shit loads of work to get done for Wednesday."

"I wanted to talk to you."

"It couldn't have waited until school?"

"I assumed you'd dodge me like you've been dodging Rachel for the past week and a bit."

That shut Quinn up. She sighed and sat down on the other end of the couch.

"Can we just cut to the chase, Puck?"

"I wanted to talk to you about Rachel."

"Go on..."

"First, to answer your earlier question, we won't be making out for a good while. We broke up the night of my party. Which you'd probably know if you hadn't been avoiding her at every possible moment."

Quinn looked up at this. Her face looking slightly ashamed.

"You broke up?"

Puck nodded, "I think it was for the best. She's always cared for me as just a friend."

He continued, "She loves you, Quinn. She always has and I can't compete with that. And frankly, I don't want to have to. And I know that you feel the same way about her."

Quinn's eyes were glued to her lap as she absorbed Puck's words and tries to keep her emotions in check.

"Why do you even care?"

"Because, she's my fellow hot Jew and I want her to be happy and her happiness can only happen if she has you. I know I've been a jerk to her in the past, but she's always been so kind hearted and forgiving. I think that's probably one of the best qualities about her, her heart. Well, apart from that smokin' hot bod," said Puck, smirking, "And I also care about you too, Quinn. We made a baby together and that will always keep us connected. I don't want to see either of you guys miserable."

Quinn looked up and looked Puck in the eyes. They were truly full of concern and care. It was all to much. The tears began to fall.

"I'm so frightened, Puck. I care about her...so much. But I don't know what to do. I can hardly admit to myself that I'm attracted to girls, how am I supposed to handle having a girlfriend and admitting it to everyone? I don't know if I'm strong enough to do it. I care about Rachel so much and all I keep thinking is I'm not good enough for her and she deserves someone better. Someone who isn't afraid to be with her in public and admit their feelings for her to everyone. Someone who's not a coward," Quinn sniffled.

Puck noticed Quinn was becoming distressed so he moved along the couch and wrapped an arm around her. Quinn sighed and leaned into the warmth of his body and let the sobs escape her body while Puck rubbed circles on her back.

"Now listen to me, Quinn. You are probably one of the strongest people I know. You've worked so hard to get where you are now. You're in Glee Club, top of your classes and head Cheerio. You had a baby at age sixteen and managed to claw your way back to the top. Cowards aren't able to do that. Who cares if you're into chicks? Fuck them, you're Quinn Fabray. Rachel sees all the good things in you and more and that's good enough for her. She loves you already so I don't think not being good enough is an issue. I'm not saying you guys have to jump into a relationship straight away, but you need to communicate with each other and get your feelings out. I care about the both of you so much and want nothing more than to see you happy and it's obvious that this isn't doing either of you any good."

"So I should go for it with Rachel?" Quinn sniffed, rubbing her eyes.

"Totes! But there are two things you need to do first."

Quinn raised an eyebrow in questioning.

"Well first, you need to tell your mom. I think that's the first step to acceptance."

"I think I'm gonna have to. Ugh, this is going to be a pain in the ass. What if she kicks me out, Puck?" said Quinn, frowning.

"Then you can come and stay at my place and I can watch you and your lady get your mack on," said Puck, wiggling his eyebrows.

This made Quinn giggle and slap his chest.

"And what's the second thing?" she said, leaning back into his chest.

"The second thing you need to do is dump Finnocence. He's my bro and everything, but you guys totally aren't hot together."

"Oh, God, Finn. I totally forgot about him."

Well I was a great girlfriend.

"Just another sign that you need to cut him loose."

"He'll be pretty pissed won't he?" Quinn grimaced.

"Sure, he'll be bummed out for a couple days but he'll get over it."

"Hmm, okay. Looks like I'm really doing this."

"It will do you all the good in the world, Baby Mama."

Quinn wrapped her arms around Puck and leaned even closer into him. He gladly accepted the hug.

"Thanks, Puck. You're an awesome friend," Quinn whispered.

"Baby Daddy's got your back, babe."

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Quinn walked in to the kitchen and found her mom drying off her hands after finishing the dishes.

"Hey, Mom. Can I talk to you, please?"

"Sure, Quinnie. What's up?"

"Urm, can we sit down?"

"Er, sure," said Judy, looking unsure.

Judy sat down at the kitchen table and looked at her daughter who was sitting across from her.

"You're not pregnant again are you?"

Quinn chuckled slightly and shook her head.

"No Mom, definitely not."

"Okay, just double checking. So what do you want to talk about?"

Quinn took a deep breath and wrung her hands, looking her mother into the eyes. She took a second just trying to compose herself and what she was going to say.

"I need to tell you something because I don't want to have to hide who I am and I want you to know me, as I am."

Quinn inhaled again deeply and said, "I like girls... the way I'm supposed to feel about boys."

Judy didn't say anything so Quinn took the chance to press on, hoping it was a good sign that she was paying attention.

"I've come to realise, it's just something that's always been inside of me. Why I never felt a spark with any boys I dated or felt like it was right. I – I'm in love Rachel. I've been trying to deny it and hide it for so long, but I can't do it anymore. When I'm with her, I feel that spark. She lets me understand what it's like to have that one person who is always the light in your darkness. No matter what darkness I fall into, she's always there to help me find my way. And I've tried so hard to keep this locked up inside, but everyday just feels like a war. And I've been walking around so mad at the world, and I'm really just fighting with myself. But I've come to realise, I don't want to fight anymore. I'm just too tired. I have to just be me. I have to accept myself for who I am. And I would really love if you were to accept me too."

At this point, Quinn had tears streaming down her face after pouring her heart out to her mother. Judy still hadn't said anything; she simply stared at her daughter with an unreadable expression. Finally she snaps out of it and replies to her daughter.

"Oh sweetheart, I know," said Judy smiling. She wiped the tears off Quinn's cheek with the pads of her thumb, sympathetically.

"What?" Quinn said, her eyes widening.

"I've known you were in love with Rachel since you came home after the first day of kindergarten and couldn't stop talking about this girl in an animal sweater and knee high socks that you'd met. I saw it as you two began to grow closer as you got older and she became the one person you would always let in. Your father saw it too. He was so happy to see his little girl so happy. Whenever you were with Rachel, your face always seemed so much brighter and you were just content. When your father passed away, I know I wasn't the best mother. I wasn't there for you when I should have been but she was. She's always been there for her and vice versa. After your dad died and I started to get back on track, I told myself all I wanted was for my daughters to live their lives to fullest regardless of who it was with. I hardly speak to one daughter but I still want to make sure the other daughter has the best life possible. And if that means you share that life with Rachel, then I support you all the way. I love you Quinnie and nothing's going to change that."

Now both women were in tears as they sat at different ends of the table. Quinn rose at the same time as her mother and they met in the middle for a tight embrace.

"I love you so much, Mom," Quinn cried.

"Shhh. I love you too, sweetie. I love you too," said Judy, stroking the back of the younger blonde's head and shushing her.

Well maybe things are going to be alright after all.

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After Quinn had her heart to heart with her mother, she knew she still had another duty to take care of before she could sort everything out with Rachel. Finn.

Quinn had called the boy shortly after she has spoken to her mom and broken up with him over the phone. He had gotten mad and pretty much threw a tantum over the phone before angrily hanging up on Quinn. She knew she was breaking up with him and everything, but he could have at least tried to handle it better.

He really is a man-child.

After her pleasant phone call with Finn, Quinn sent Puck a text about what had happened with her mom and Finn and that she was now a free agent.

10 minutes later, her phone buzzed.

FROM PUCK:

That's awesome, Baby Mama. Now Puckasaurus is gonna help you get your lady!

Quinn smiled. It was on.

A/N: Yay, she's unpressing her lemon. Okay, so next chapter is definitely the last one. I don't really know how I would carry it on after the next chapter and I'd like it to end on a nice number like 10. How was this chapter?

I kind of based Quinn's coming out speech on Santana's to her abuela and played around with the words. Her coming out was probably the only decent thing about IKAG. I remember watching that scene and feeling my heart break in my chest so I thought it would work in the circumstances of the story.

But yeah, she's come out to her mother and she's dumped the tree.

Next chapter, all aboard the Faberry ship!

-Seena