Quinn sobbed in Rachel's arms, glad of her nice, warm embrace. It had been less then 24 hours since she had discovered she was pregnant, and already she was changing.
Quinn had tearfully told Finn, and of course he wasn't supportive at all. He just looked dumbstruck as she collapsed in his arms.
"It'll be alright," Rachel said as she rubbed Quinn's back. Quinn poked her head up.
"Thanks, Rach," she said, sniffling.
Little did Quinn know her world was going to come tumbling around her.
Rachel began to help Quinn wipe the smudged makeup off of her face, and then they began laughing together. Soon they began to laugh and soon Quinn collapsed in Rachel's arms again, but only because she was laughing too hard. She tilted her face up and began to make out with Rachel. The two girls were so caught up in each other that they didn't notice the shouts outside.
"Santana, Santana!" Brittany yelled desperately as she ran after the Latina, who was running down the hallway towards the bathroom, which Santana had noticed Rachel and Quinn disappeared to quite often. She was jealous of Quinn and want to bring her down.
"Santana, don't!" Brittany said, her arm reaching out to grab Santana, but it was too late.
Santana triumphantly flung the door open. Rachel was pressing Quinn against the sinks, kissing her feverishly. Quinn was smiling.
"Ha!" Santana said smugly, holding up her new Iphone that she had bought to be like Quinn and snapped a picture.
"I'm going to bring you down, Quinn Fabray!" Santana yelled. "You won't be the Queen Bee anymore!"
"I'm so sorry," Brittany whispered. "Santana, think about it… How would you like it if Quinn did this to you?"
"But she won't," Santana said. "Because we're not stupid to make out in a school bathroom with the door unlocked!"
Santana took off.
Quinn blushed as the people walking down the hallway sniggered at her. "Hello, Mrs. Quinn Berry," Karofsky shouted in her face. Luckily Finn hadn't found out yet.
"Hey, MILF," Puck called at Quinn.
The girl turned to face him.
"Heard you've got a bun in the oven."
"Fuck off, Puck," Quinn told him, turning around and walking down the hall.
"I need your help," Quinn told Rachel.
"What, Quinn?"
"Well, I told Finn I was going to do it and I was going to do it alone… But will you go with me to the clinic today when I have my abortion?"
"You're getting an abortion?" "Yeah. I mean, I know it's sinful, but not as sinful as teen pregnancy. And I can't be pregnant with Puck's kid, I just can't! I'm going to pay with my mom's credit card and intercept the bill before my parents see it."
"Yeah, of course, Quinn."
The two drove to the abortion clinic, where Quinn had to fill out a boatload of paperwork, and then they got aqquainted with the team of doctors and nurses.
Quinn lay on the examination table and squeezed Rachel's hand. She squinted her eyes shut while the needle went in and out. She didn't open her eyes while they popped medicine into her mouth, instructing Rachel to force Quinn to take the medicine for the next month, saying that the medicine would cause contractions to start and her body to rid of all the toxic in her body. Rachel agreed and took Quinn to her home.