Chapter Five

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"Quinn." Puck burst into the kitchen. The blonde looked up startled from her position sitting at the large wooden table watching Beth and Rachel sing together.

"What?" she asked as the other two stopped their song.

"Blaine…Kurt…fight... can you talk to Blaine?"

"I barely know him. I don't think I'm the best person to talk to him." She protested as Puck seized her hand and pulled her upwards.

"His parents don't talk to him like yours don't. Please Quinn you actually understand." Puck pleaded with her while Beth was staring at them confused and Rachel was looking worried. Quinn nodded slowly letting Puck take her upstairs as Rachel started singing again to get Beth to take her mind of the adult drama surrounding her.

"He's in his room." Puck muttered in her ear his mouth very close to her and she shivered before mentally reprimanding herself as now was not the time to have a flirty moment with Puck. She glanced at her couch where Finn sat his arm around his brother who was brokenly ranting at Blaine stopping in tears every so often.

She knocked lightly on the door but received no answer. She looked back at Puck who sent her a reassuring smile and gestured for her to go in. She took a deep breath before twisting the handle and entering her spare bedroom.

Having expected to not know what to do upon seeing Blaine Quinn found her maternal instincts taking over as she saw him curled up on the bed his breath coming in short gasps as his body shook with sobs. "Oh Blaine." She sighed sitting down next to him and laying her hand on his shoulder.

He looked up at her and then sat by throwing his arms around her. Her arms went around him and she began to rock his as she rocked Beth when she was upset. "What happened" She whispered gently as his sobs quietened.

His eyes met hers and then he settled back against the pillows leaning his head on her shoulder. "My parents chucked me out when I came out to them; my sister had just finished college and I moved in with her."

He stopped and closed his eyes unconsciously tensing and Quinn squeezed his hand tightly. "They still don't talk to me even after Laura and James, her son, died. They didn't even come to her funeral; they'd stopped talking to her after she became pregnant."

He shuddered his eyes straying to the door behind which Kurt sat with Finn. "My parents threw me out too when I became pregnant." Quinn told him quietly her voice cutting through the silence that had grown between them.

Blaine stared at her. "They still don't talk to me either; I took Beth round to see them when she was three months and they slammed the door in her face." it was worse to her, Blaine could see, that they had ignored their grandchild rather than their own daughter.

He could think of nothing more to say to this but felt more accepting of his life now that he and his sister hadn't been the only ones rejected by their family. Now that he actually knew someone who understood.

"What happened with Kurt?" Quinn asked steering the stilted conversation towards the argument she was supposed to help fix.

"We got into an argument over what happened this afternoon and one thing led to another and I said that no one cared about me." He was staring at the end of the bed now shame written across his face as he recalled what had happened.

Quinn heaved a silent sigh and wondered how to approach this. She knew from his tone and facial expression that he knew what he said was wrong and he was ashamed, he also knew that it wasn't true and so there was no point in telling him all this.

"People say things they don't mean when they're angry and upset." Quinn started carefully. "You need to talk to Kurt and apologise." She glanced at his face and added. "Now."

Blaine nodded and swung his feet off the bed. "Thank you." He leant down to kiss her cheek before disappearing out the door. Quinn strained her ears but could nothing more than a rumble of voices as the door shut behind Blaine and then gave up slumping back against the pillows.

The arrival of her best friend and her friends had evidently caused chaos in her and Beth lives but she wouldn't have it any other way. She enjoyed Kurt's company, Finn was perfect for Rachel, she had created a bond with Blaine that she had with no one else, and her feelings were rapidly developing for Puck which was exciting although terrifying and she loved spending time with her best friend.

By the time Quinn emerged from the spare room Finn and Puck were nowhere to be seen and Blaine and Kurt were tangled together on the couch the tender silence between them speaking volumes. Quinn smiled to herself and moved to go downstairs catching Kurt's eye as she did and nodded as he mouthed a thank you at her.

"What are you doing?" Quinn's hands through to her hips as she stared between Beth and Puck who were crouched together in the kitchen hats made out of paper sitting precariously on their heads.

"Ssh." Beth glared at her mother and tugged her down so that she too was concealed behind the counter. As she crouched down between the two she saw a bowl of oranges sitting beside Beth.

"We're at war." Puck informed her solemnly a smirk playing at his lips. "Finn and Rachel are in the other room." He gestured to the room where the packaging was created for the chocolates.

"Oranges are our weapons." Beth told her rolling one along the ground to Puck and then Quinn. "And out hats show our team; Aunty Rachel and Uncle Finn have team hats too."

"You look great." Quinn complimented them both and the faltered as Puck threw a orange up and caught it. "My supply of oranges is going to be depleted isn't it?"

"Yep." Puck nodded high fiving Beth.

"You are such a bad influence." Quinn mock glared at Puck who held his hands up in surrender.

"It was Finn's idea."

"Three, two, one!" Beth yelled suddenly making her mother jump. "Fire." Puck and Beth leapt to their feet launching oranges into the air as two more flew through the air, one hitting the wall and the other Puck's head.

"Mom." Beth shrieked forcing Quinn onto her feet and throwing her own orange at Rachel who grinned at her before she ducked back down again to dodge the orange Rachel lobbed at her.

"You better pay me back for these oranges Rach." Quinn yelled. "I blame you for this." She whipped her head back and an orange darted past her head.

"It wasn't my idea." The small brunette protested.

"You could have stopped these three though." Quinn pointed out high fiving Puck who offered a hand to her as he hit Finn.

"Bastard. Finn yelled at Puck as Quinn slapped her hands over Beth's ears while Rachel threw an orange at Finn and warned him about his language.

Eventually there were no oranges left and the five had collapsed in giggles, Quinn's were partly from despair at the sight of her precious kitchen covered in the juice and segments of her now destroyed orange supplies that she had been planning on using to flavour chocolate.

But taking one look at her giggling daughter and Puck grinning at her both of them covered in orange that she knew that it had been worth it.

"What have you been doing?" Kurt stared at the five people who had just emerged into the living room having finished their war and then at Rachel and Quinn's insistence they had cleaned the kitchen up.

"Nice hat." Blaine nodded towards Puck who had somehow managed to keep the blue paper hit stuck to his head, the others having lost their ones quickly.

Puck scowled at him and whipped it off his head quickly plonking it on Finn's who merely grinned. "We had an orange war." Beth chirped at the two who had missed out on the fun. "You should have been there." She hugged Kurt quickly while the others tried to conceal their sniggers at Kurt's disgusted face of the sticky orange fingers meeting his designer clothes.

"Come on Beth let's get cleaned up." Quinn tugged her daughter away as Kurt and Blaine smiled at each other glad that Beth hadn't been too upset by what she had seen that afternoon.

"So what happened?" Kurt raised his eyebrows at his brother.

"We had a fight with oranges; the kitchen got pretty messed up." Finn admitted shrugging his shoulders unconcerned as Rachel flung her arm out to stop him from sitting on the sofa.

"How much of a mess is it down there?" Kurt sighed already foreseeing himself aiding in cleaning up a mess he had not created.

"We cleaned it up." Puck nodded splashing some water at Finn from where they both now stood washing their hands.

"You cleaned something up." Blaine stared at him in disbelief not at all phased by the scowl Puck threw this way.

"Only because Quinn asked him too." Rachel smirked ducking behind Finn as Puck flicked more water at her. "Quinn won't be impressed if we soak her apartment." She warned.

Puck stopped immediately. "You've got it bad." Kurt stared at him the amusement evident on his face.

"You've never looked as likely to settle down with anyone as you have with Quinn and you're so good with Beth." Rachel agreed with Kurt. "She loves you."

Puck stared at her and then gave a barely perceptible nod. "Which one?"

"Both." Rachel grinned at him taking Finn's hand and dragging him into their room so they could change their clothes and clean themselves up.

"Really?" Puck asked half to thin air and half to the other two men in the room.

"You can use our bathroom." Blaine clapped him on the shoulder and pushed him gently towards the room he was sharing with Kurt. "And yes really."

"I can see why you like visiting Quinn and Beth." Finn started pulling a clean t-shirt out of a drawer. "I don't think you'll be coming to stay with them alone again. I think me, Kurt, Blaine and Puck will be tagging along again."

"I don't know if Puck will be; we might be visiting him here soon." Rachel had changed by now and sat down on the bed.

"True." Finn nodded sitting down behind her. "If they can actually act on their feelings and get together and keep it going for a few months long distance then Puck might be moving down here within a year." He wrapped his arms around her drawing her back against his chest.

"They remind me of us when we first met." Rachel admitted with a nostalgic sigh leaning her head on his shoulder and snuggling into his chest.

"And I think we're at that stage." Finn rested his head on hers.

"What stage?" Rachel's brow furrowed as she tried to translate Finn's sentence.

"This stage." Finn kissed her cheek and took a deep breath before blurting out. "I love you."

Rachel felt a smile spread across her face as she heard the words she had been waiting to hear for what seemed like eternity. "I love you too." He breathed kissing her corner of her mouth before her arms snaked around his neck and drew him into a passionate kiss.

"Will you move in with me?" Finn asked breathlessly as they drew apart still entwined.

"Really?" Rachel squealed.

"I asked your Dads and they said yes; they're really happy for us." Finn rambled nervously. "But if you don't want too then that's fine as long we're still together."

"Finn." Rachel cut him off. "I'd love too; I love you."

"Really?" Finn unconsciously mimicked Rachel's tone previously.

"Really."

"They're taking a long time changing." Quinn broke off from her explanation of addition of two and three digit numbers.

"Do you really think they're changing?" Puck waggled his eyebrows at her and Quinn chucked a pencil at his head laughing while Kurt threw a cushion at him and Blaine sniggered to himself.

"What would they be doing mommy?" Beth asked looking up from her maths book.

"Never you mind." Quinn ruffled her hair. "You've done that one wrong." She pointed to the sum Beth had just completed. "Five plus seven isn't eleven."

"It's twelve." Beth corrected looking around for her rubber.

"FInnsaidhelovedmewe'removingintogether." Rachel came bursting out of the room vaulted the back of the sofa and collapsing next to Quinn.

"Ohmygod." Quinn squealed already well versed in the quick tongue of Rachel Berry. "Congratulations."

"What are they talking about?" Beth asked looking to Puck who shrugged admitting that he had no idea. He caught sight of Finn loitering in the doorway grinning happily.

"I asked her to move in with me and I told her I loved her and she loves me." Finn explained coming to join them while the two grown women continued to squeal happily while Beth joined in not entirely understanding.

"Congratulations dude." Puck offered his fist to Finn while Kurt let a squeal rip to rival Quinn's. "Jesus Hummel." He winced as the sound hit his ears.

"Knew you'd man up and tell her." Kurt flung his arms around his brother briefly. "I'm so happy for you."

"Thanks." Finn hugged him back and then took the risk of ruffling Kurt's hair and receiving a pillow in the face in return.

"Good luck living with her." Blaine smirked inclining his head at Rachel who was holding Beth's hands the two of them spinning around.

"I heard that Anderson." Rachel stuck her tongue out at him.

"Congratulations though." Blaine offered to them both receiving a smile from Rachel and a nod from Finn.

"You'll take good care of her won't you?" Quinn whispered kissing Finn's cheek. He nodded realising that this was not a question and she was deadly serious.

"I'm going to go and call the others." Rachel announced as Beth collapsed back onto the sofa curling up next to her mother breathless from the spinning.

"Send my love." Quinn called as the brunette retreated into the bedroom.

"Why do girls always feel the need to call everyone when something happens?" Puck asked sliding over closer to Quinn to make room for Finn to sit down on the increasingly cramped sofa. Quinn raised a delicate eyebrow at him. "I mean whenever a guy asks you out, tell you he loves you, you sleep together, after dates, job promotions, shopping trips, holidays, day trips you always phone each other."

"We need to talk things over with each other, share these things, and talk about what it means." Quinn listed off several reasons. "Just because guys don't share feelings and experiences with each other doesn't mean we can't."

"I wouldn't be so sure about that." Finn snorted. "I spent a lot of my teenage years listening to Kurt gossiping with his friends about life and how they felt."

"And sometimes you joined in." Kurt retorted sticking his tongue out at his brother who blushed.

"Seriously dude?" Puck looked disbelieving and slightly disapproving although his expression quickly changed as Quinn elbowed him sharply.

"You talk to me about things like that." Finn shot back. "Sometimes."

Puck scowled at him while the others laughed. "Do you want me to read to you, Beth?"

"Quick change of subject." Blaine teased. "Does that mean you have these conversations often?" Puck pointedly ignored him as Beth handed him the book and clambered into his lap to listen.

"She's got him wrapped round her little finger." Kurt stared in amazement.

"She's got everyone wrapped round her little finger." Quinn sighed. "What do people want to do for dinner?"

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