The next morning was no different. Judy paraded Quinn around like a trophy child, only allowing her to speak when she's talking to other Cheerio's or teachers. Quinn keeps her head down and keeps quiet, knowing that's the only way to keep her mother happy and from talking about Rachel.
At lunch, the Cheerio's were all too happy to talk about Rachel with Judy, but Quinn tried to keep them off that topic as much as possible. It killed her inside to hear them talk about her like she wasn't as amazing as she truly was.
It was when they got on the topic of Rachel's fathers that Judy really went to town.
"Two fathers? Well now I've really seen everything. How they let those kinds of people raise children, I'll never know." Judy and most of the other Cheerio's laughed loudly. Brittany and Santana switched tables quickly and quietly.
"That explains so much about that girl. I always knew there was something…wrong with her. Right Quinnie?" Judy says the words like she's issuing a challenge. Quinn says nothing, only smiles, and her mother accepts this as an agreement.
Quinn locks eyes with Kurt, who's sitting a few tables away. He smiles sympathetically. Quinn smiles back at him, and her mother notices. Kurt quickly ducks his head and begins chatting with Mercedes, but Judy has noticed who Quinn was smiling at.
"My goodness Quinn, how many of those homosexuals have you been interacting with at this school?" Judy asks, laughing with the Cheerio's again.
Quinn can't hold back anymore. "Being gay doesn't make them bad people, Mother." She immediately regrets her words when she sees the look in her mother's eyes.
"Quinnie, you must be confused about your upbringing. Being homosexual makes them less than 'bad people'. It makes them disgusting creatures. Less than human. It is an abomination in the eyes of the Lord, and they should be punished for acting in a way that disgraces their God." Judy spits the words out, and even the Cheerio's are silent at this one. Quinn feels her anger burning, but manages to stay quiet. Her mother's God may feel that way about gay people, but not Quinn's God.
"I have to disagree with you, Mrs. Fabray." Santana's voice pierces the silence, and startles Quinn.
"I'm sorry, Ms. Lopez?" Judy is surprised; Santana was one of her favorite friends of Quinn's.
"I don't agree with what you said. Gay people are exactly the same as you and I." Santana doesn't shy away from Judy's hateful gaze.
"Do not compare me to those…things, Ms. Lopez. I would suggest you go home and pray, since you apparently have not been spending enough time with the Lord." Judy's voice is sweet, but her angry demeanor is betrayed by the fury in her eyes.
"Sorry you have to live with her, Q. See you in Glee." Santana links arms with Brittany and they leave the cafeteria.
"See, Quinnie. That's why I'm here. To sort out the bad seeds that you've been associating with." Judy goes back to chatting with the Cheerio's, and Quinn realizes what a good friend Santana is.
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In Glee, Rachel didn't have time to stop Mr. Schuester before he started talking.
"Alright, today we're going to work on Rachel and Quinn's love song, let's get-" He stops in his tracks when he sees Judy Fabray sitting next to Quinn, he'd forgetten she was here again. "I mean…" but the damage was done.
"You surely don't mean that my daughter is expected to perform a love song with that…abomination?" Judy is standing, staring Mr. Schuester down, waiting for his response.
But it isn't Mr. Schue who speaks first.
"Hey, Berry may be annoying, but she's no abomination." Puck glances around; he hadn't realized he'd said that out loud.
"Puck's right. I don't know what your problem is lately lady, but you're getting on my last nerve." Mercedes shakes her head at Mrs. Fabray.
"I agree with my fellow Glee club members." Kurt's voice is polite and precise.
The rest of the club murmurs in agreement, Santana smirking at Judy.
"Guys, please. I understand you may not particulary like Quinn's mother, but she's still an adult. Please try to refrain from-" Mr. Schuesters' attempt at keeping the peace is cut short.
"Don't bother Mr. Schue. They shouldn't have to deal with this." Quinn's voice is quiet, but her voice penetrates the room as if she was shouting.
"Quinnie? What do you mean?" Judy is appalled that Quinn has spoken against her.
"I mean that you're acting like an awful person. It's ridiculous, mother. You've been saying terrible things about good people all day long." Quinn's voice gains confidence the more she speaks. "And I'm done with it. You need to leave, Mom. It's time for you to go home."
Rachel is shocked to see Quinn stand up to her mother, but is even more shocked with Judy turns from Quinn and rounds in on her.
"You." Judy spits at Rachel. "This is your fault. My daughter was a good girl. But then all of a sudden you were involved in her life, and she turned into…whatever this is. I can't say I'm surprised, considering your parenting. Leave it to a couple of fags to raise a meddling dyke." Judy turns and starts to grab Quinn, trying to drag her from the room.
Rachel slowly stands; the entire Glee club is completely silent. When Rachel speaks, her voice is surprisingly confident and strong.
"Mrs. Fabray?" Judy turns and stares her down. "I just want you to know that it didn't have to be like this, and I apologize for my very unladylike behavoir."
Judy's response of "What are you talking about?" is cut short when Rachel's fist meets her face.
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As soon as Mrs. Fabray hits the floor, the Glee club erupts.
In cheers.
"Berry, I think I love you." Santana is the first to high five her, but not the last.
"Dayum girl. I didn't think you had it in you." Mercedes laughs.
After congratulating Rachel, the Glee club gathers around Mrs. Fabray, still sprawled across the floor. Quinn kneels beside her, and then stares up at Rachel.
"You knocked out my mom." Quinn's eyes are wide, and Rachel is worried that Quinn is mad at her. That is, until Quinn bursts out laughing. "You knocked out my Mom!" She jumps up and hugs Rachel, who hugs her back briefly before wincing.
"I did. But I also think I hurt myself. Ow." Rachel holds her hand up to Quinn, who takes it carefully to examine Rachel's hand.
"You're bleeding." Quinn says, surprised.
Puck pats Rachel on the back. "You probably hit her teeth." Quinn looks at Puck curiously. "Happens to me all the time. Patch her up, Quinnie." Puck teases Quinn, ducking out of the way when she tries to hit him.
Judy starts to stir, and Mr. Schuester helps her to her feet and out the door, leading her to the Nurse's office. Quinn takes a few minutes to find the First Aid kit, and carefully attends to Rachel's hand.
"It'll probably bruise." Quinn kisses the band aid over Rachel's cut, and the rest of Glee club rolls their eyes and mockingly Aww's at them.
Quinn turns to face them. "Guys, look, I know that it'll be rough. But the rest of the school still can't know about me and Rachel. You guys have been awesome thus far, but please, keep it quiet."
Rachel sinks inwardly. She'd hoped Quinn would stop caring what everyone else thought once her mother was dealt with.
The Glee kids all agree, giving Quinn their scouts honor that they'll stay quiet. "Thanks you guys. My mom still doesn't technically know. And my dad…" Quinn trails off, and Santana speaks up.
"Her dad is insane, guys. Really. The dude almost threw her out when she didn't go to last years' Chastity Ball. And without him, Q isn't going to college. Keep this quiet." Santana sternly stares down every person until they promise not to say a word. She nods thankfully before turning to Quinn. "Don't worry about it, Q."
Quinn takes Rachel's uninjured hand and smiles at the club, wiping a tear from her cheek. "Thanks you guys. Thank you."
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Quinn and Rachel leave Glee early, sneaking into Quinn's house to get her things. They decide it's probably better if she stays at Rachel's for tonight. Rachel's fathers, Jacob and Kyle, decide to take the girls out to dinner, to become properly acquainted with their daughter's new secret woman.
"And then, Rachel just hauls back and punches her!" Quinn and Rachel's fathers laugh loudly, Rachel only cracking a brief smile.
"I did not know punching people hurt so much. I would have re-thought my decision." Rachel pouts when the table erupts in laughter again. "It's really not funny!"
Quinn tries to catch her breath. "I'm sorry, but it really is."
"Well Quinn, you're welcome to stay with us as long as you need to. We've got a guest bedroom." Jacob offers sincerely, Kyle nodding his agreement.
"Thank you very much for the offer, Mr. Berry, but if it came to me needing to stay somewhere long term, I could stay with my sister. She understands how my parents can be and always offers. I wouldn't want to impose."
Rachel's fathers smile at her. Kyle suddenly turns very serious. "So, Quinn, what are your intentions with our daughter?"
Both men stare at her critically. Quinn's mouth opens, but no sound comes out. She stares at Rachel, then back at the two men fighting to keep a straight face. Her face goes from terrified to confused when the Berry family starts laughing loudly.
"Sorry Quinn, they think they're hilarious." Rachel takes Quinn's hand and smiles at her, trying to keep herself from laughing too much at the frightened blonde.
"Don't worry Quinn," Jacob speaks, his words sometimes halted by small, quiet bursts of laughter. "We don't really want to know your intentions, to be honest." Jacobs winks, and Rachel kicks him under the table.
"Dad, gross. This is a nice family dinner. We don't need to be talking about my sex life." Rachel notices the surprised look on Kyle's face, and quickly adds, "Or lack thereof."
Quinn blushes and is insanely grateful when their food arrives and they have an excuse to stop talking about the intimacies of her and Rachel's relationship.
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Later, Quinn lay sprawled on the floor next to Rachel, who had her books and binder spread across the floor as she did her homework. Rachel watches her scoot around, trying to get comfortable, before speaking up.
"I wouldn't be offended if you went to bed, or at least sat on the bed." Rachel can't help but smile when Quinn pouts adorably.
"That would just not be as fun." Quinn messes with Rachel's discarded pen, doodling on a blank piece of paper.
"Why wouldn't it be as fun?" Rachel smiles, giggling when she sees that Quinn is drawing 'Q+R' in a heart.
"Because you are here, and I would be alll the way over there, and where do you see fun in that?" Quinn carefully tears her little drawing out and sticks the scrap of paper inside the front cover of Rachel's binder.
Rachel finishes her assignment and scoots over next to Quinn. She pushes Quinn's shoulder, gesturing for her to sit up, before carefully climbing into Quinn's lap. "Hello there, pretty lady. Come here often?"
Quinn glances around. "To your bedroom? Not as often as I'd like." Quinn laughs loudly when Rachel smacks her on the shoulder.
"That's domestic abuse!" Quinn accuses, between small fits of laughter. Rachel rolls her eyes and kisses Quinn softly. Quinn opens her eyes a little wider. "I prefer that to the domestic abuse."
Rachel laughs and nods. "I thought you might."
Quinn kisses Rachel, who immediately tangles her hands in the blonde hair. Quinn pulls back and laughs. "Always with the hair. You have a problem."
Rachel makes a sound that almost sounds like a growl. "You're going to have a problem if you think you're done kissing me."
"Well look who's all worked up, I think that you-"Quinn's teasing is cut off with Rachel kissing her forcefully, knocking both of them backwards. Rachel immediately begins sliding her free hand down Quinn's side to her thigh.
Quinn gasps, and bites Rachel's bottom lip softly. The dark haired girl gasps, and Quinn slides her hand up the front of Rachel's shirt. Rachel groans quietly, causing Quinn to tip her head back and sigh. When Quinn's head makes contact with the floor, the hand still tangled in her hair makes contact with the carpet, hitting Rachel's bruised skin.
"Ow!" Rachel jumps back, cradling her hand close to her.
"Oh, Rachel, sweetheart, are you okay? I'm sorry!" Quinn takes Rachel's hand carefully, kissing it before kissing Rachel's cheek.
"I'm fine, I'm fine. But I have noticed that me making noise or saying dirty things seems to render you unable to control yourself. So that may have to stop." Rachel smirks, and Quinn stops kissing her hand and glares.
"Not on your life." Quinn leans forward, carefully holding Rachel's hand out of the way and kissing her. Rachel whimpers quietly, and Quinn carefully touches her tongue to Rachel's, both girls moaning softly.
They're interrupted by a knock on the door, and they quickly separate. Kyle opens the door carefully. "Everyone decent?"
Rachel sighs. "Daddyyyy!"
"Sweetheart, Quinn's hair is a mess; I'm smart enough to know that she didn't do that herself. It's time for bed. Quinn can stay in here, just…" Kyle trails off, his message across.
Both girls nod. Quinn says "I promise, Mr. Berry. Nothing inappropriate will take place."
"I trust you, Quinn. You're a good person. Don't let Rachel talk you to death, get some sleep." Kyle smiles at them, shutting the door and heading down the hall.
"Wow…" Rachel is still staring at the door.
"What?" Quinn is worried she said something wrong.
"He trusts you." Rachel sounds surprised. Her face lights up and she hugs Quinn tightly. "They approve!" She tries to kiss Quinn again, but the blonde girl just hugs her.
When Rachel looks sad, Quinn apologizes. "I'm sorry. But, I promised…and I honestly do not trust myself. At all. There is way too much sexual tension for me to keep my promise if you kiss me again."
Rachel can't help but smile. "I know, I'm so gosh darned attractive it's hard to resist."
Quinn rolls her eyes and they both laugh loudly.
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Down the hall, Kyle and Jacob are getting ready for bed.
"You're letting them sleep in the same room?" Jacobs asks, a little skeptical.
"Rachel needs to know that we trust her. And we do. I really don't think she'd sex up a girl while her Dads are down the hall." Kyle says. "Besides, I don't think Quinn would do that either. She seems like a very nice girl."
Jacob nods. "I was worried, when I realized that this was the same Quinn who tortured Rach all this time. But Rachel doesn't trust easily, and after seeing them together at dinner…I think we should get used to having Quinn around here. She'll be around a long while, if I know Rachel."
"And you do." Kyle smiles at his husband. "And so do I. That girl has found someone worth having around. I just hope it doesn't take Quinn too long to come to her senses and shout to the world how great Rach is.
Jacob stares down the hall at his daughters' bedroom door, the laughter of the girls floating down the hallway. He smiles. "She will."