The drive was quick. Henry unloaded the car before anybody could protest, Rachel thanked him and wished him a good night, after that they walked inside. Cassandra was quiet, because the other three were talking and she wasn't even listening. A few minutes after they arrived at her building they were on her floor. After she opened the door, she walked inside, threw her keys on the table and sat down.

"Oh, yah, sorry." She shook her head slightly and stood back up. "That's the bathroom, but you have a joining bathroom." She walked towards the kitchen, stairs and guest room, after Hiram and Leroy realized Cassandra was showing them around they followed her. "This's the kitchen, upstairs is my studio and that's the guest room, so for now it's yours, as long as you want."

"Your apartment is-"

"Beautiful." The berry men looked surprised and one finished the others sentence.

"Thanks, I don't want to seem rude, but I'd like to take a shower and you probably wanna unpack and talk to Rachel."

"Of course." Rachel waited in the living room, so Cassandra walked up to her before she went for a shower.

"Hi."

"Hey." She looked distant, so Cassandra sat next to her.

"I'll take a shower, are you okay?"

"I don't know." That was Rachel's honest respond and Cassandra knew it. There wasn't much she could do now, but she squeezed Rachel's hand comforting, before she stood up.

"Have fun with your dads."

"I will." Rachel's dads were still in the guest room and Cassandra didn't want to miss the opportunity to kiss her girlfriend. So she did, just a small kiss, she didn't want Rachel's dads to catch them making out.

That would be embarrassing. Cassandra smiled at Rachel and Rachel flushed a bit, before she turned around. Rachel watched Cassandra turn and leave into the bedroom. The situation she was in was new territory and it felt strange, she did. Somehow it was so surreal, her girlfriend in the room in front of her and her dads in the room behind her.

In her girlfriends apartment. And they all get along. She suppressed a laughter, but not well enough.

"What are you laughing about?" He startled Rachel and she stopped.

"Oh, hi dad, I'm just you know, I'm happy." Leroy sat next to her on the couch.

"I know." Rachel was confused, so he continued. "I can see it. She is responsible for that, isn't she?"

"Yes." She hugged him tightly.

"Tell me about her. We didn't really got to talk earlier."

"What do you want to know?"

"She seems rich."

"I guess, I've never asked, but her family seems wealthy."

"You met her family?"

"Yea, just recently. They're...like her."

"Is that good?"

"Considering that I love her, yes." It just slipped out, it's not that she didn't know she had these feelings, but telling someone else she had been different.

"I didn't know it was that serious." He waited for a respond, but knowing his daughter, Leroy continued. "Why didn't you tell us?"

"I don't know, I guess I was afraid."

"You know we would never judge you, no matter who you love, right?"

"Yes, I know."

"Good. We would disagree if anybody treats you wrong though."

"I know, but she doesn't."

"I like her." Obviously that shocked and confused Rachel, it also made her speechless. Leroy had to chuckle. "You wanna know why?"

"I- um, yes."

"She's cares about you and she's honest."

"How do you know?"

"I talked to her." Rachel still didn't get it.

"She would've said nicer things if she'd lied."

"What did she say?"

"She loves you."

"And that's not nice?"

"That wasn't her choice of words." He took his time, to continue, because he didn't want to upset Rachel with his next question. "I know, this is non of my business, but how much older is she?"

"Do you think that matters?" She was calmer than he thought and he took that as a good sign.

"I'm just, well, I was surprised."

"About her being older or being a woman?"

"Maybe both, I don't know. It's a little confusing to me, I've never seen you show any interest in...you're right Rachel, it doesn't matter. I'm sorry."

"I was wondering when it would happen." Leroy and Rachel jerked when Hiram talked, they had t heard or seen him, and turned around. He had a big smile on his face, the other two both looked confused. "Really, I always thought you were in love with that girl in your high school, um, the blond that was in glee club too." He scrunched his face and tried to remember.

"The-" Leroy looked at Rachel and carefully chose his words. "The tall one? With the cat videos."

"No, not Brittany. I forgot her name, the one that got pregnant." There was only one blonde left.

"Quinn?" Rachel raised her eyebrows in disbelieve.

"Yes! Quinn." Hiram's smile returned and he looked excited, Rachel didn't know what about. "I always thought you liked her."

"You thought I was in love with Quinn?"

"I didn't say in love. You talked a lot about her though." He looked like he was reasoning with Rachel, she was just bewildered by him. It took her a few seconds to regain the ability to speak.

"Because before we were friends, I hated her."

"Think about it, you were obsessed with her boyfriend, I know you love Finn, but when you had him, you still constantly talked about her. You even wanted to have the same nose."

"You thought I was gay because I wanted a nose job?"

"No, because I think you weren't obsessed with Finn but Quinn. Well, that sounded good, didn't it?" Rachel just shook her head, but the stunned look on her face didn´t vanish. "I'm just saying. I was surprised, just not because you're dating a woman."

"Can we talk about something else, please?"

"Sure." They were quiet for a moment, because he didn't know what to talk about. Hiram walked around the couch and sat down on the other end.

"Do you have any plans this week?"

"I've to go to school and I thought you'd come on Wednesday, so I didn't plan anything yet."

"Well, we did. How about dinner, Thursday night? Maybe Cassandra will join us."

"I can ask." The conversation was stiffly and, at least for Rachel, uncomfortable. It probably was the forced subject change. She wanted a moment alone, so she smiled and gave her father the answers he wanted to hear. Leroy just sat there and listened.

"That'd be great."

"I'll be right back." Rachel stood up and walked into the bedroom, to be alone for a few moments. Her mind was filled with lots of things and she was starting to get a headache. So, she didn't turn on the lights, she left the door open and the lights shining through the door would be enough. It was already late and she needed a reason why she left the living room, so she wanted changed into something more comfortable.

After Rachel took off all her clothes she folded them and put them aside, she walked around the bed to get her bag, the one she left earlier. Probably because she was thinking about a lot; her parents being there; her dad thinking she liked Quinn; the whole situation they were in right now; she didn't notice the bathroom door opening.

Cassandra must have been in thoughts too, because she didn't notice Rachel, or it was just the lack of light. So, while Rachel was walking around the bed to get her clothes, Cassandra did too to get to her closet and they ran into each other. They fell down with a somewhat load bump, Rachel on top of Cassandra.

"I think I'm gonna need a glass of wine." Cassandra growled, she but her head on the floor. It wasn't too bad, but she could feel where her head hit the floor.

"I'm so sorry!"

"Everything all right?" Rachel and Cassandra stopped their breaths to listen, one of Rachel's dad stood up and walked, most certainly, towards the bedroom.

"Don't come in." Whoever it was stopped in his tracks.

"We're fine. Just need a minute." He walked back, they could hear them talking.

"Isn't this fun?" It was a rhetorical question.

"What?"

"Running into me. Naked." Yes, she said fun, but she didn't mean it, so when Rachel obviously had no intention to get up, Cassandra tried it again. "I know, I'm irresistible, but we could find a less painful alternative than knocking each other down." Rachel was still not moving, actually Cassandra thought Rachel was comfortable. "Anyway." She drew that out and waited for Rachel. "I don't know, but maybe you wanna get up, before your parents will worry and come in here. It might not be the most pleasant talk we're gonna have."

"I know, but I don't want to get off of you." Cassandra had to smirk, but she really wanted to stay up, so she kissed Rachel and turned them around.

"If you like being on top, we can do this later, right now, I need to get dressed." Then she stood up, grabbed the towel and went to her closet. Rachel was still lying on the floor.

"I don't want to go back." It was just a whisper. They were talking quietly the whole time, but this was even quieter, like Rachel didn't want to say it.

"What did you say?" Cassandra grabbed a tank top and leggings and put them on. When she turned around Rachel was just standing up. She didn't answer. "You just said something."

"What do you mean?"

"What did you say?"

"I should go back."

"You should put some clothes on before."

"Yes." Finally, Rachel looked through her bag and chose something to wear. Cassandra shook her head and walked towards the door.

"Wait." She turned around and looked back at Rachel, who was now dressed and following Cassandra. "Did you avoid my question?"

"Never mind." With that Rachel passed Cassandra and walked through the door. Cassandra followed her, she knew Rachel avoided something, just not what, but she was sure she will find out.

"Aah, there you are. What happened?" Hiram was talking to both of them, but Rachel didn't answer, so Cassandra did.

"Oh, I just fell." Rachel took a seat on the couch, but Cassandra stopped in front of them. "I'm sorry we kept you waiting."

"Oh, no, don't be." Hiram answered again, Leroy kept quiet the whole time.

"Anyway, would you like a glass of wine?" Cassandra directly looked at Leroy and secondly at Hiram, she wanted to figure Leroy out. Hiram seemed okay, but Leroy seemed reserved.

"Absolutely." He answered, with a hint of a smile on his face.

"Yes, thank you."

"Okay." Cassandra walked into the kitchen. She grabbed three glasses and chose a bottle of wine, then she returned to the living room. Leroy and Rachel were talking, but Leroy stopped when he saw Cassandra return.

"Here we go." She filled each glass and handed them to Leroy first, then the second one to Hiram. Leroy nodded.

"Thank you."

"Rachel, do you want some soda?"

"No, thanks."

"So, do you have any plans for tomorrow?" While asking them she considered a moment where to sit, because Hiram was sitting on the one end of the couch, Rachel on the other with Leroy next to her. Sitting between them might not be fun, but standing there would be awkward too, so she sat in the middle.

"No, not yet. Maybe we could take a walk in Central Park?" Hiram's question was to Leroy, who was looking suspiciously at his wine.

"Yes." He didn't look up from his glass.

"I'm just asking, because I've some business to do tomorrow, so I won't be here in the morning. I can give you a key and if you need a ride somewhere I can give you a number."

"Your drivers number?"

"No, unfortunately I need Henry to drive me, but his firms number." Cassandra was mostly talking to Hiram, because Leroy still seemed occupied with the wine. Cassandra actually wondered if he didn't like it, of if anything was with the glass, but she checked it in the kitchen and the wine was quite good.

"That's not necessary." Leroy answered, Hiram looked confused by that, so was Cassandra, but she didn't show it.

"Oh and Martha will come over at 10, she has a key, so don't call the cops or anything."

"Who's Martha?" That was the first they heard from Rachel through the whole conversation.

"My cleaning lady." Even Rachel looked surprised now, she didn´t know about cleaning staff.

"You have a cleaning lady and a driver?" Now Leroy looked up from his glass. Cassandra wasn't sure though, if he looked genuinely curious or suspicious.

"Yes."

"If I may ask, what do you work?" She didn't know either of them well, and yes they were Rachel's parents, but Leroy was difficult. She has been nothing but nice, nicer than she ever tried to be and he still seemed to dislike her, it was annoying.

"I deal drugs." She just wanted to shut him up and she felt he provoked it. Maybe not this extreme but he was in her home and insinuating something. Hiram choked on his wine, Cassandra couldn't see his face because she was looking at Leroy. She almost had to laugh out loud, but she kept her face straight. Leroy's face went blank, he stared at Cassandra for a few seconds.

"Excuse me?" He sounded angry and Cassandra couldn't hold it anymore, she didn't laugh at his face, but she started smiling. Thankfully, Rachel was there, but she was shocked too, so it took her as long as Leroy to be able to speak.

"No, no, no, no dad! She's kidding, she just made a joke. She's not a drug dealer!" The first few words were for her father, but the last sentence was clearly at Cassandra and Rachel looked a little angry too. Cassandra didn't mind much.

"I wish I were though, I could have a lot more people working for me. I am a dance instructor." Leroy and Rachel looked like they calmed down and Hiram continued the conversation, so Cassandra was forced to look away from Rachel and Leroy.

"Oh, that's nice. Where do you teach?"

"Upstairs." It wasn't a complete lie, she sometimes did.

"Maybe you can show Leroy a few steps." Her jaw dropped a little, she wasn't sure what to say. Saying no seemed rude, but she wasn't really eager to do it.

"What?" Leroy neither.

"He has two left feet." But he was obviously just ignored by his husband.

"I do not!"

"Yes, you do." Now the conversation was just between the two and Cassandra was fine with that.

"Maybe she can show you how to be led."

"So, she could show us both." This turn was unexpected.

"I'm sure she's busy, right?" Leroy asked Cassandra directly and she opened her mouth to answer when Rachel did.

"Actually, no, she isn't." She was somewhat aghast about Rachel's statement, it was obvious that neither Cassandra nor Leroy wanted this, but Rachel ignored that.

"Yes, that's right. I took the week off."

"See?" Of course Hiram was happy with the outcome of the conversation, he was the only one though that seemed happy. He filled his glass again, ignoring everybody's uneasiness.

"I'll go to bed, it's late and I've to get up early. I don't know when Rachel's going to bed, or you, so, there're books-" she pointed to the bookshelf on the wall.

"And the remote for the TV is on the TV stand, but there's a TV in your room, too." She stood up, walked into the kitchen to put her glass into the sink and returned. "Oh, if you're hungry, there's some of Rachel's food in the refrigerator or you can order something, I have a few menus on the kitchen wall. There's a phone."

"Thank you. Good night."

"Good Night." No matter how much Rachel's parents hated her, she would not back off. She walked to Rachel and gave her a quick kiss before she left. To her surprise Rachel kissed her back. Cassandra left with a smile and closed the door behind her. She knew they were going to talk about her, but she didn't want to listen to it or force them to be quiet.

"Oh Rachel, I like her." Hiram watched Cassandra until she closed the door. "She's...unique."

"Yes, that she is." Rachel had to smile, her father liked her girlfriend and the evening went quite well, except for one thing. "But she does not deal drugs!"

"I'm sure your father understood, that it was a joke."

"I did. I just didn't think it was funny."

"It's your own fault."

"How?" Rachel just listened, she was too tired to actually take part in the conversation.

" 'You have a maid and a driver, what do you work?', what respond did you expect? It sounded like you wanted to imply something."

"I'm sorry that I'd like to know why my daughters girlfriend-"

"No, don't go there. That had nothing to do with Rachel, you just don't like that she doesn't drive and does the housework herself like everybody else."

"And what's wrong with that? Doing your dishes and laundry?"

"Nothing and it's not wrong to pay somebody to do it either."

"You don't like her, because she doesn't do her laundry?" That confused Rachel a little, they never hired anybody, but she also didn't see why it was wrong.

"No." Leroy sounded assuring, but what about was unclear. He obviously didn't like Cassandra and he obviously had some problem with hiring people to work for her.

"Why then Leroy?"

"It's pretty unfair to team up against my. I don't know her. Let me get to know her, alright? I can't tell after a few hours if I like her or not."

"Well, I can. I like her, she offered us to stay and she gave us good wine."

"Yes, that's really good wine." Luckily that settled the disagreement, at least for the moment.

"She has good taste." Hiram smiled suggestively at Rachel, who returned the smile, lightly flushing. Leroy didn't notice any of it. They were silent for a moment, Leroy and Hiram enjoyed their wine and Rachel tried to hide a yawn. "Don't you want to go to bed too?" Both men saw it and Leroy asked her.

"I should, but I missed you so much."

"We missed you too, sweetheart, but you gotta go to school tomorrow and we're here the whole week."

"I know."

"I'm gonna finish my glass and then I´ll go to bed as well." Leroy refilled his glass, probably to underline his intention and Hiram shook his head slightly. Rachel smiled at both of them.

"You should check her books, she has good ones."

"You read a book?" He looked surprised at Rachel.

"Yes." She just smiled at him.

"Then there must be something interesting."

"Good night daddy." She kissed Hiram on the cheek and turned to Leroy.

"Good night dad." He got a kiss on the cheek too.

"I love you both. See you tomorrow."

"Love you too."

"Sleep well." Rachel walked into the bedroom and closed the door. As quietly as possible, she got into the bed.

"I told you they don't like me." Rachel didn't know Cassandra was still awake, so when Cassandra turned around and spoke, Rachel jerked up.

"You startled me." But that was just ignored.

"Actually, I think Leroy hates me."

"Since when are you so self conscious?"

"I guess since three hours ago."

"Don't worry, my daddy likes you and my dad will too."

"Why'd you tell them I've nothing better to do than to teach them?" Cassandra still didn't like the idea.

"Because you don't."

"Oh, you know what I've to do?"

"No, but when you take a week off of your legitimate business, you have less to do."

"Oh come on, that was a joke."

"I know." Another yawn escaped Rachel.

"Your father provoked it."

"I know."

"Okay then."

"I think I will talk to your dad tomorrow."

"About what?" Cassandra didn't know how they jumped from Rachel's dad hating her, to her own father.

"Being sick next week." That surprised Cassandra, because just a few hours ago, Rachel made her point clear that she wanted to go to school.

"Change of heart?"

"Yes. The lesser you three are alone, the better." Cassandra had to smirk about that, luckily Rachel couldn't see it in the darkness. They were silent for a while.

"Why're you still awake?"

"I was waiting for you."

"Aww."

"Don't come at me with the sweet crap again."

"But it is sweet." They both knew it was, even if Cassandra didn't want to admit it. Rachel had to smile and yawn again, this time a shiver ran through her, so she cuddled up to Cassandra.

"Well, then, next time I won't wait."

"You will."

"How do you figure?"

"Next time, I'll make it worth your while."

"But not now?"

"No, my parents are in the next room." Cassandra knew that nothing was going to happen, but she had to try it anyway. "The room's soundproof."

"My mind isn't."

"So, you want to sleep now?" She knew Rachel was about to fall asleep, Rachel kept yawning and her voice got quieter and quieter.

"Hmm-hmm."

"Good night, I love you." She gave Rachel a quick kiss, because she knew Rachel was almost asleep.

"I love you too." Cassandra listened to Rachel's breathing and it didn't events me her two minutes to fall asleep. After that Cassandra laid there a few more minutes, but eventually she fell asleep too. It was a long day and the next ones was going to be even more fun.