Help Me Help You Chapter 8, a glee fanfic

In light of recent events regarding the passing of Cory Monteith, I've decided to change a little bit of this story. Finn is still going to be a bit of a self-centered jerk, but he's not going to be as bad as I originally planned him out to be.

May Cory rest in peace and my thoughts and prayers go out to Lea, the Glee case, and his family and friends. I may not have liked the character he portrayed on the show, but I can admit that he was a good actor and a damn good vocalist.

RIP Cory Monteith. You will never be forgotten…

Thank you so much for all of the song ideas. You guys had me listening to stuff that I normally wouldn't be listening to lol. My original choice for Rachel to sing in this chapter was Starts With Goodbye by Carrie Underwood.

I ended up going with The Sign by Ace of Base, as recommended by MaighanW via PM to me. Here are the other suggestions:

stef. lagle- Brave by Sara Bareilles and Uncharted by Sara Bareilles
RB4evr - Build God Then We'll Talk by Panic At The Disco (I have to say this was an interesting suggestion for this scenario. Love Panic At The Disco though!)
Andie (anon) - Good To You by Marianes Trench
Sookie598 (anon) - Ready or Not by Bridgit Mendler and I Drove All Night by Cyndi Lauper
NXgleek91 - Something In The Water by Brooke Fraser and Angels by The XX

I may end up using a song or two from these suggestions later on, if I do, I'll do the same thing and give you full credit for suggesting it :D

If I missed one, I'm sorry :( I did a real quick run through on my reviews and PMs to get everybody's name and what was suggested.

Help Me Help You
Chapter 8

Shorts? Check. Tank top? Check. She zipped up her duffel bag after checking to make sure she also had clothing for the following day. "Bye Daddy. I'll be at Quinn's if you need me." She called out as she got to the bottom of the staircase.

"Rachel, wait a second."

She looked at her father while blindly slipping on her shoes. "Yes?"

"Finn's been calling the house phone non-stop since you got home. Is something going on between you and him? He never calls the house phone unless you don't answer."

The diva sighed. "He can't take no for an answer. Daddy, please just ignore his phone calls," she glanced down at her own phone to see several missed calls from her ex. "I broke up with him, and he's trying to get back with me."

Leroy raised an eyebrow at his daughter. "He never was that bright honey."

Rachel laughed. Now that she wasn't with him, and could look at him in a different light, she realized what everybody had been trying to tell her, was true. "I know Daddy… I'm leaving now before Quinn wonders where I'm at."

"Alright Rachel, tell Quinn we said hi."

"I will."

She grabbed her purse and stopped to place a kiss on her father's cheek before heading out of the house. Once Rachel was in her car, she unlocked her phone to send Quinn a quick message.

Rachel: On my way, see you in a few

After that message was sent, she opened up one of the many messages from Finn. She didn't even bother reading it before typing a response to him.

Rachel: I'm spending the night with Quinn, please stop calling me or calling my house. My father's will not answer you nor will I

Rachel quickly silenced her phone before plugging it into her AUX cable in her car. She put her playlist on shuffle and started it playing after she started her engine. It was a habit she didn't know why she even bothered with. Plug in her phone, put it on shuffle, only to scroll through several of the songs before finding what she really wanted to listen to.

How fitting… She laughed softly to herself at the song that started playing through her car's speakers. Rachel decided to leave it on as she hooked her seatbelt and backed out of the driveway. With most songs that came on her playlist, she couldn't stop herself from singing along to it. She even went as far as dancing slightly to the music.

I got a new life
You would hardly recognize me I'm so glad
How could a person like me care for you
Why do I bother
When you're not the one for me
Oooo, is enough, enough

I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes I saw the sign
Life is demanding without understanding
I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes I saw the sign
No one's gonna drag you up to get into the light where you belong
But where do you belong

Under the pale moon
For so many years I've wondered who you are
How can a person like you bring me joy
Under the pale moon
Where I see a lot of stars
Is enough, enough

Oh, oh, oh, oh.

I saw the sign and it opened up my mind
And I am happy now living without you
I've left you, ooohhh
I saw the sign and it opened up my eyes I saw the sign
No one's gonna drag you up to get into the light where you belong

I saw the sign - I saw the sign - I saw the sign
I saw the sign - I saw the sign
I saw the sign - I saw the sign - I saw the sign
And it opened up my eyes I saw the sign

The chuckled softly to herself when the song ended and the next one started to play. According to Santana, the sign had been right in front of her all along. But it was up to her to actually see it…

Rachel blindly reached out to jab at the spot on her screen that would change songs. Never once did she take her eyes off of the road. She remembered the several times Quinn had yelled at her for her habit of changing songs while driving. Rachel smiled fondly, knowing she would never actually disobey anything Quinn asked her to do. It was a trait that she never felt with Finn. If Finn asked her to do something, she'd simply laugh in his face.

With Quinn, everything was different. She looked at her differently, felt differently around her. She was happy near Quinn. Around Finn, she felt like she had to watch what she said… he didn't seem to understand half of the words that came out of her mouth. Rachel felt like she spent more time explaining her sentences to him, than actually having a conversation with him. Whereas, with Quinn… Quinn challenged her intellectually. She could sit and talk with Quinn for hours on end, about nothing at all.

She never had that with Finn. He often got bored of her talking and chose to tune her out.

A smile crept to Rachel's face. She hated to admit it – Santana was right. She wanted Quinn. She wanted to be with Quinn. Quinn brought that smile to her face that nobody had done before. She felt at home with Quinn, and Beth as well. Rachel loved Quinn's daughter with all of her heart.

If Santana was right about her feelings for Quinn… was she right about Quinn's feelings for her? To Rachel, it was too big of a risk to take. She would much rather be around Quinn as they were now, then risk losing everything for something that could mean nothing at all to the blonde.

It was when Rachel pulled up behind Quinn's car on the road, that she decided. No matter how right Santana seemed, she wasn't going to risk their friendship. Rachel was just going to pretend like nothing was different, and simply spend her evening with Quinn. A girl's night in, as they had often named them. The evening would consist of Chinese food and movies, as it always did.

Having made her choice, Rachel unplugged her phone, not even glancing at it as she tossed it into her purse and climbed out of the car. She gathered up her duffel bag from the back seat and walked into Quinn's apartment building.

"Elizabeth Lucy Fabray." Quinn scolded, "I never should have told you Rachel was coming over. You need to get off of that sofa this instant!"

"No."

"What did you just say young lady?"

"No!" Beth continued jumping on the sofa, as she had been ever since Quinn told her Rachel was coming over.

Quinn frowned at her daughter, it was quiet uncommon for Beth to act out the way she was. Her mom had warned her about the terrible twos. It was becoming evident to Quinn that Beth was starting to hit that stage. "Let's hear you say no to a time out."

The moment Quinn picked up her daughter, she started crying. "No mommy! No!" Beth struggled against her mother's grip, but to no avail. "I'll be good!"

Quinn moved one of the chairs in the kitchen to the corner. "Sit. Down. You better not move from this chair until I tell you to. Got it?"

Beth continued crying, but made no attempt to move from the chair. She also didn't answer her mother either.

"You better knock it off before Rachel gets here." With that, Quinn left the kitchen. She sighed when she entered the living room and began picking up the pillows that had been thrown onto the floor. After the pillows were put back onto the sofa, she started to clean up her daughter's toys.

Just as she put the last doll into the toy box, the doorbell rang. Even with as stressed as she'd been, a smile came to her face. On the other side of that door was the one she loved. Quinn quickly stopped her thoughts – redirecting them to remind herself that Rachel was merely her friend. She reached out to unlock the front door, knowing that Rachel would let herself in. Quinn had to make sure Beth wasn't going to get out of the corner.

"Well, hello to you too." Rachel joked as she entered the apartment. It was rare for Quinn to just unlock the door for her as opposed to actually opening it up for her.

"Sorry, I have to make sure Beth doesn't try to get up."

"Uh oh, what happened?" Rachel kicked off her shoes at the door then placed her bag on the sofa.

Quinn grumbled. "She decided to be a little hellion once I told her you were coming over for the night." She glared at Rachel when the shorter girl giggled. "This isn't funny Rach. You should have seen how she had this place torn up just a few minutes ago. She's in a time out now." Quinn looked at the clock on the wall, "for about ten more minutes. Until then, you're not allowed in the kitchen."

Rachel looked offended. "What did I do?"

"The minute she sees you, she won't listen to me at all. Let me savor the last few minutes of control I have, please."

"Alright." She fished her phone out of her purse before placing her purse on the table by the door. She then sat on the sofa. Rachel figured that she had a few minutes to kill anyway before she could actually see Beth. She cleared her entire call history, plus rejected the call she started to receive while looking at her phone. If she had to, she decided, she would block his number.

"What's that look for?" Quinn sat down beside Rachel and leaned over to get a look at her screen.

"Quinn Fabray!" Rachel exclaimed as she leaned away from Quinn, she blushed when the blonde's body became pressed against her side. "Since when is my phone of such fascination to you?"

"Since you look like you want to kill someone." She leaned in further to grab the device from the brunette. "He is a dip isn't he?" She scrolled through some of the messages Finn had sent to Rachel.

Finn: I'm sorry for whatever I did Rach

Finn: I just don't get why you're so upset. All I did was love you

Finn: …Have fun with Quinn

Finn: I miss you

"Give me that back!" Rachel half climbed on Quinn to retrieve her phone. She cursed her shorter statue as Quinn kept it just out of her reach. She was laughing the entire time, right along with Quinn. While wrestling the device from her best friend's hand, she ended up sitting across her lap. She triumphantly snatched the phone from Quinn's hand. But, her celebration was short lived when she saw the way Quinn was looking up at her.

With the phone now forgotten, Rachel's mind finally caught up to the intimacy of the situation. She was straddling Quinn's lap. The blonde's hands had come to rest on her hips. There was a sudden urge to lean down to kiss her as she became lost in beautiful hazel eyes. Without even realizing it, she started leaning closer to the blonde.

Quinn, however, quickly became aware of the situation. She couldn't kiss Rachel. No. She refused to. Especially since Rachel had just broken up with her boyfriend a few days prior. "I should… I need to let Beth out of timeout." She spoke softly, unsure of her own voice at that moment. She cleared her throat softly to try to cover up the fact that she had started to blush at their close proximity.

"Yea… of course…" Rachel's voice was just as soft as she shifted off of Quinn's lap. She watched the blonde retreat into the kitchen. Her mind finally processed everything that had happened, well, almost happened. She'd almost kissed Quinn. She'd seen how Quinn had reacted, with shyness, and not disgust… it reminded her of Santana's words to her earlier that day.

"flirt with her, see how she reacts."

Rachel hated to admit it, especially since it was Santana… but she may have been on to something.

"Rachel!" Beth nearly screamed, pulling Rachel out of her thoughts as she jumped into the brunette's lap.

"Hey baby." Rachel wrapped her arms around the girl, tightly, before peppering her cheeks with kisses. "I heard you were bad for mommy."

"Nuh, uh." She shook her head to deny it, but once Rachel sported a look that rivaled her own mother's, she quickly changed her mind. "Yes… but I happy to see you…"

"That doesn't mean you don't listen to her. I get excited about a lot of things, but that doesn't mean I get into trouble."

"Like what?"

"Well," Rachel looked up, pretending like she had to think, "I get excited to see you!" She tickled the girl's sides, smiling at the giggle that escaped.

"What else?"

"Don't tell her," she lowered her voice to a whisper, "but I get excited to see your mommy too."

Beth fell into a fit of giggles. "Santy and Britt said you like mommy."

"They did?" Rachel blushed.

"Yup, I told mommy too. She yelled at them."

Rachel cracked up laughing as images of Quinn scolding her friends came into her mind. "What's so funny out here?" Quinn walked back into the living room, her phone in her hand. "I ordered food, should be here in about thirty minutes." She flopped onto the sofa beside her daughter and best friend.

"Rachel told me she like seeing you."

"Beth! That was a secret!" Rachel mocked a hurt expression, causing the girl to hug her tightly. "You weren't supposed to tell her."

"I sorry Rachel."

Quinn laughed at the pair beside her. "She's not really mad at you baby."

Rachel's head whipped around to glare at her friend. "And you weren't supposed to tell her that."

"It okay Rachel. I still love you."

The brunette shifted the girl on her lap before nuzzling her. "Aw, and I love you too Beth."

Quinn watched as they started to carry on their own conversation. She smiled warmly at her daughter, as she recounted everything that happened to her while at her Grammy's house. It was a story she'd already heard on the car ride home. She watched as Rachel adamantly listened to the girl, throwing in her occasional gasp of shock. Quinn tucked her left leg under her right and watched their interaction. She felt as though she could easily fall in love with Rachel.

That's what scared her the most.

She'd spent so much time on her own, she wouldn't even begin to know where to start a relationship. Quinn was afraid she would mess something up, as she felt like she always did with her past relationships. In a spur of the moment bought of courage, she decided she would try talking with Rachel about it after Beth was in bed. She didn't feel as scared about it as she would have been the day before. Especially since they'd come very close to kissing just a few minutes prior.

It was something they needed to figure out together, and not just jump into.

They had to help each other.

Next chapter will contain some serious Faberry conversation. Afterwards, I believe I'm going to skip some time, say about two to three weeks. You'll find out why when I actually skip the time.

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