Sorry it's taken a while to update, but I've been a tad bit busy :) Okay, well, here goes the usual; Note: I don't own "Glee", the characters, or any brands that might be mentioned in the story. The only thing I own is my creativity, a computer, and a Fanfiction account :)

Chapter 4

Meet the Schuester's.

"So," Rachel said, a moment later. "Are they what you expected? Be honest."

"Everything I expected and more!" I said, smiling.

But a moment later, I regretted saying that. It wasn't what I expected. I expected a happy, beautiful couple, picture perfect. What I got were two young kids that made a mistake, and had no idea what they had gotten themselves into at the time.

Finn placed more strawberry pancakes in front of me, and I scarfed them down. I felt stuffed when I was done. I continued flipping through the pictures, pretty much viewing the same pictures from before.

"Strawberries?" Finn offered, placing a flimsy plastic box, full of big red strawberries in front of me. I nodded, smiling at him.

Rachel and Finn pushed everything on the table aside, so they could eat breakfast. When they finished, Rachel washed the dishes, while Finn dried them. I stared in awe. What a beautiful relationship. That's what I want when I'm older. I thought. I harrumph-ed. As if anyone would ever love this nut-job.

When they were finished, they sat back down at the kitchen table, just looking at me. Awkwardly, I cleared my throat. Rachel and Finn both looked at me, and I looked at them, my brows scrunching up in confusion.

"Sorry." Rachel said first, realizing my level of uncomfortable-ness.

Rinnggg!

Finn pulled a silver Blackberry out of his jean pocket, holding his phone next to his ear.

"Hello? Hey, thanks, see I have this girl here. She played a… important part on two of your students a few years back. Well, yeah, I was wondering if Emma could help me out…" his voice faded away as he walked into the living room. I looked at Rachel.

"Emma Schuester." she answered, seeing the questioning look on my face. "Will Schuester's wife."

"Will Schuester?" I asked, unfamiliar with the name.

"He was our high school Glee club coach slash teacher, or whatever you'd like to call him."

I nodded, kind of understanding.

"Wait, why is Finn talking to him?"

"You see, Emma was and still isWilliam McKinley High's guidance counselor. So, since she has access to all of the files there, Finn was hoping Emma could find him a phone number that could get us to Quinn and Puck." she explained.

I nodded once again.

Finn walked back into the kitchen. "Ha! Yeah! Well, I'll see you in a bit Will! Uh-huh! Alright, bye!" Even on the phone he sounded quite charming.

"Well?" Rachel asked, her face almost radiating with excitement.

"Well, Beth, ready to meet the Schuester's?" He asked, his tone quite sarcastic.

"Um, okay?" I said.

About half an hour later, Finn led the way into the garage. My jaw dropped as I looked at the cars they had.

a sky blue Ferrari California

a sleek, black Nissan Cube

The king, of all the cars, a gold Cadillac Escalade.

I gasped in amazement. When Finn opened the huge garage, I staggered back. It scared me. Rachel laughed.

"Whe… Where did you get all these gorgeous cars?"

"Just goes to show what a little hard work can do" she said, winking at me.

"I want that one day" I said smiling, speaking to no one in particular.

"So which one you wanna ride?" Finn offered.

"Hmm..." I said playfully, placing my index finger next to my lip, as if it were really a hard choice. "The Cadillac!" I exclaimed.

"Yay!" Rachel said, pulling the keys out of her big purse. "I drive!" she exclaimed, happily, trotting to the driver's side of the golden Escalade. Finn motioned for me to get in the car, so I did. The seats were leather, and stuck to my legs. 20 minutes later, we got to our destination.

I stepped out of the car, my legs sticking to the leather seats. I looked up, and gasped.

"Wow..."

The house was beautiful, and huge. It looked like it came right out of one of the story books mom would read to me when I was younger.

The house was made of red bricks, and had ivy creeping up the left side. It looked old, yet so modern.

"Beth?" Rachel said, interrupting my thinking process.

"Yeah?" I asked smoothly.

"You alright there?" she asked me. "You had somewhat of a… blank look on your face." she chuckled.

I pretended to be confused, and it worked.

"Common ladies." Finn said, impatience flooding his voice. He was ready to lead the way to the door. We walked up to the blinding white door. Rachel pushed the ivory doorbell, and moments later, the door clicked open.

Two people answered the door.

"Rachel!" a woman with wide eyes exclaimed.

"Finn!" a man with curly brown hair said excitedly.

Suddenly the duo focused their attention on me.

"And this is?" Miss. Bug-eyes asked.

"Oh!" Finn said, as if he had completely forgotten about me. He probably had. "Will, Emma, this is"

"Elizabeth Corcoran." I interrupted, sticking out right my hand. "But please, call me Beth."

Will grabbed my hand without complaint. Emma on the other hand struggled. After a while I sighed, and put my hand down.

"Please," Will said. "Excuse my wife. She's somewhat of a germaphobic. Now, come on in guys."

As we walked inside, I felt as if I walked onto a movie set from the classic Hollywood period. The inside was just as beautiful as the outside of the home.

"Take a seat." Emma offered, as she walked off into another room.

"Where's she going?" I asked Finn. He shrugged.

Then Emma walked back into the room, a manila envelope in her hand, and took a seat next to Will.

"So," Emma started. She caught all of our attentions. "How's the baby situation?" she asked Finn and Rachel.

"Well, were still trying.." Rachel said a bit awkwardly.

Finn's cheeks turned a bright tomato red.

I quickly saved him.

"What's in the envelope?" I asked Emma impatiently.

"Oh, yes. Rachel, here are the papers Finn asked for." she said, handing Rachel the envelope.

I glanced at Finn. He gave me a reassuring nod. I nodded back.

"Mommy." I heard. I quickly looked to my left, where the child's voice had come from.

A little girl with brown hair and amber colored eyes walked into the room, scratching her left eye.

"Hello sweetie, how was your nap?" Will asked.

"It waz okayy.." she said. She suddenly started staring at me. She quickly burrowed her face into Will's chest.

"Beth, this is our daughter, Lillian." Emma informed me. I must have looked confused.

"Wiwwy." Lilly corrected.

Will chuckled. "Yes. It's Lilly."

Rachel got up. "Well, thank you so much Emma. This is exactly what we needed."

"What is it?" I said finally. Whoops. That was very impolite...

Everyone laughed except Lilly who just kept quiet.

Lilly quickly whispered something into Will's ear.

He laughed. "Sure thing, honey. Beth? Will you play with Lilly? She'd really like to get to know you."

I was quickly taken by surprise. Why would Lilly, who was no more than four, want to play with a screwed-up "big-kid" like me?

"Sure thing, Will." I said. I quickly stood up. "Lead the way, Lilly!"

The little girl leaped from her fathers arms, and ran. I did my best to keep up. We came to a door, and looked at me expectantly. I reached toward the doors handle. Lilly squealed with excitement.

Watch out for chapter 5! Ta ta for now, doll's! ;)