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It was 7.00am Saturday morning and Rachel was awoken by the noise of the birds outside. It was a sunny day and she was glad she finally had a day off school, the week had dragged. She looked over to Quinn who was still asleep, she strangely liked to watch her sleep. It was rather peaceful and in her land of sleep Quinn didn't have any troubles. She lay for a while before deciding to get up, the kids would be up soon and she knew Jamie would need help with the breakfast. She pulled on a pair of black leggings and a long multicoloured top. She pulled her hair back into a ponytail and decided not to bother with make-up. A quick wash in the bathroom sink later and she was ready to face the hungery troops. As she past the living room she could hear the tv already playing. She smiled, remembering when she used to get up this early on a Saturday to watch her favourite cartoon.

On a Saturday morning the home was practically deserted. The six kids would be glued to the tv in the livingroom. All the teenagers would still be in bed. They didn't rise until at least 11.00 and by then the kids' cartoons would be finished and they would be playing out. The tv then got switches to music channels. The sound of breaking pottery made Rachel move faster to the kitchen, she poked her head round the door. "Need any help?" she asked the hunched over care worker.

"Yes! Pass the brush will you?" She hurried over to the dust pan and brush passing it down to Jamie.

"What did you break?" She asked.

"Eric's bowl." He groaned, sweeping it up quickly. "What am I going to do? He won't eat out anything else."

"You'll just have to convince him to have toast this morning. Then go and get another one that looks the same." Rachel told him.

He looked at her, standing up.

"Do you think that'll work?" he asked.

"Oh yes. Maggie's broke the bowl 7 times." she smiled.

Jamie's jaw dropped.

"Sneaky woman!...clever...but sneaky!" he said.

Rachel laughed, taking out Eric's plate instead. The little boy wouldn't eat out of anything other than these two dishes.

"You think this plate is the original!" she said.

Jamie laughed.

"Well, I guess it's toast for breakfast this morning!" he said.

He exited the room to check on the kids leaving Rachel alone. She pulled out the toaster from the top cupboard and located the bread. As she was putting the first four slices of bread in she heard a noise near the door. Expecting it to be one of the kids she didn't turn around. "I'm afraid it's toast this morning!" she said. "Any special requests? Jam?"

"Marmalade?"

Rachel jumped spinning round. She lay a hand over her heart. Finn laughed.

"Sorry Rachel...didn't mean to shock you." he said.

She shook her head.

"It's okay, I just thought you were one of the kids."

He walked over to the fridge and pulled out the milk. He poured himself a glass full then leaned against the counter. He took a gulp before turning to her.

"How come you're doing breakfast?" he asked.

"Oh, well Jamie is actually, i'm just helping." she told him.

"Oh."

"How come you're up?" she asked.

"Extra football practice in an hour. I've just had to drag Puck out of bed." he told her.

Rachel laughed as the bread popped up.

"You can have the first batch of toast if you want." she said.

Finn smiled and Rachel felt a buzzing in her stomach. She had lived with Finn for years but suddenly she felt nervous around him, especially at school. Her stomach would flutter and she would find herself staring. She didn't know why she felt like this all of a sudden. He was Quinn's boyfriend and it was unnerving.

"Rachel...can I ask you something?" Finn suddenly said, breaking through her thoughts.

"Sure."

"Have you noticed anything weird about Quinn lately?"

Yes...yes...pregnancy...

"No...w-why?"

"She's been a bit distant recently."

"Oh."

"It's probably nothing..."

Rachel nodded and put on a smile.

"There you are." she said, handing Finn his toast.

"Thanks Rachel, you're the best."

She giggled, then mentally slapped herself. She sounded like a 13 year old with a silly crush. She swallowed hard, maybe she was a 16 year old with a silly crush...Finn didn't seem to notice Rachel burning red as he wolfed down his strawberry jam toast. Rachel reloaded the toaster as Jamie walked back into the kitchen.

"Oh hey Finn! Football practice today?" he said.

"Yeah, Mike, Matt and Puck should be down soon." Finn told him.

"Good good."

There was a noise in the hall.

"That'll be them." Finn said. "I'll see you later."

"See you mate."

Finn stopped at the door for a moment.

"See you later then Rachel."

"Bye Finn."

The toast popped causing Rachel to jump.

xxxxxxx

"Quinn!"

Quinn looked up from her book. She was sitting alone in her and Rachel's room.

"Come in..."

Santana burst open the door and jumped on the blondes bed. Quinn put her book to one side and looked at her.

"What?"

"Party tonight, are you in?" Santana asked, grinning.

"Party where?" Quinn frowned.

"Rhea from school's house, her folks are on holiday." Santana said.

"A house party? Oh I don't know."

It was Santana's turn to frown now.

"Quinn, you love parties." she said.

Quinn bit her lip. She was worried, she knew she shouldn't go, because of the baby. Though she knew Santana was on to her. She was about to say no when a sudden thought stopped her. She didn't have to drink like she always did. She would just go and have a nice...sober...time.

"Are you in?"

"Yeah, I'm in."

xxxxxx

"Quinn do you think this is a good idea?"

Quinn sighed. She applied another layer of red lipstick, keeping her eyes on her reflection in the mirror.

"Rachel, I told you, I'm not going to drink!"

Rachel exhaled dropping into the chair next to the window. Quinn re-capped her lipstick and threw it into her bag. She looked at Rachel.

"Are you ready?" she asked.

Rachel nodded standing up again. She pulled down her silver sequinned dress slightly.

"Who else is going to this party?" She asked, grabbing her purse.

"Everybody." Quinn stated.

"Everybody?."

"Everybody." Quinn repeated.

Rachel looked nervous. Quinn sighed.

"Oh stop worrying your pretty little head, Maggie thinks we're going to a school disco." She told her.

She opened the bedroom door and let the small brunette out in front of her. When they were out on the landing the door opposite swung upon revealing two lanky teenagers, skirts falling just over their thighs. Rachel turned back to Quinn.

"How are we going to get Maggie to believe we're going to a school disco when miss cheerio here is dressed like a lap dancer!" she said.

"We'll shove you forward and she'll think we're going to church!" Santana snapped back.

Quinn shook her head.

"Cool it you two. Santana, maybe you and Brittany should stand behind us so Maggie won't see you."

Santana narrowed her eyes.

"Fine." she huffed.

Before long all the teenagers were ready and in the lobby of the home.

"Right kiddies, have fun, be back before twelve." Maggie said to them.

"We will be." Rachel assured her.

"Puck?"

"Maggie?"

"It's your job to look after the girls tonight okay?" she told him.

Puck moaned.

"Why me?"

"Because Finn did it last time, and besides, you're so good at it!" Maggie smiled.

Puck narrowed his eyes at her.

"Fine."

"Go on then, go away, see you all later." Maggie said.

The group started to file out of the door and Maggie watched them go before carrying her tea into the living room where she would be spending her evening watching Disney films.