It was Quinn's day from hell. Her day really has been the one of the worst days of the month. She woke up late which meant she had to skip breakfast, her sandwich was crushed, she had to protect Rachel…again, and her gym teacher was being an ass. She remembers his words exactly:

"Take an extra two laps around the track Pierce, we don't want your sister's disease catching up to you." He then gave her a pat on the back like they were actually friends.

She also remembers how when she walked into the café everyone isolated her, they didn't want the disease she had. Quinn knew there wasn't a disease and these people were just being douche bags, that didn't make it hurt any less. It didn't make things easier, it actually made things harder. It made Quinn sad it made her mad, confused, angry, really angry. To top it all off her mom had told her she didn't have to time take her to visit her dad at the hospital today. She always saw him after school, unless she where to get in trouble.

Quinn felt alone even though she was in a café with over a hundred students in it. She felt alone at home even though she was surrounded by people who loved her, she just didn't know how to let this aspect of her life show. She didn't know how to share it with them. She didn't know if she trusted them enough to tell them about this aspect of her life. The struggle, the constant fight, the fear of being shoved into walls, it was all to much for the ten year old. The only person Quinn kind of trusted was her father, but he couldn't do anything. He was sick, he didn't need this burden.

During English Quinn was silently doodling in her notebook, not paying attention. She could kind of hear the teacher talking to the student's about adverbs but she really didn't care. This all seemed pointless to her so she continued to draw. What did cause her ears to perk up was when the teacher asked Rachel to come up to her desk, being right in front of the desk Quinn could make out their conversation perfectly.

"Rachel I have something for you." The teacher said, digging through the bag.

Rachel furrowed her brows together, what could the teacher possibly have for her. The teacher pulled out a news article about gay relationships and how they where terrible for society. Rachel let out a quiet sigh, she couldn't wait to hear what her teacher had in store for her.

"Here, I took the liberty of printing this out for you. I would like you to read these, and write me a three page paper on why being gay is a terrible crime to commit." The teacher said with a serious look, trying to make sure Rachel knew that there was no way out of it.

"Being gay isn't a crime sir." Rachel said softly, turning to return to her desk.

"What did you say?" He asked, clearly mad that he was back chatted.

Rachel looked back at him with wide eyes, she didn't think she was that loud. She didn't know what to say so she remained silent. She couldn't believe she had gotten herself in this kind of situation.

"I believe she said 'Being gay isn't a crime.'" Quinn said from her seat, defending Rachel, like always.

"Stay out of this Miss Pierce this has nothing to do with you." The teacher spoke in a low dangerous tone.

"This is where you're wrong because it does have something to do with me." Quinn stood up and made her way towards Rae's desk, "My sister is dating her sister, that's not a crime. The crime here is that you sir are an ignorant, narrow minded idiot who can't accept love."

Rachel's eyes grew even wider at what Quinn had just said, she was in for it now.

"Miss Pierce!" He spat, standing up, "You just earned yourself a 6 page essay to do by tomorrow and a week's detention."

"No." she said, holding her ground.

"Excuse me?" he walked over to her, "Who do you think you are little girl." He towered over her.

Even though Quinn's insides where scared her outsides remained calm and composed. "I'm Lucy Quinn Pierce." The bell rang for the kids to be dismissed for the day, "And I'm your worst nightmare." Quinn turned, grabbing Rachel's hand and walked out of the room. For a ten year old girl Quinn had a lot of confidence, something Rachel was envious of.

The blonde had pulled Rachel aside before they would go off with their sisters, "Are you okay?" Quinn asked searching her eyes.

"I'm fine, why wouldn't I be?" Rach asked, confused by the blonde's question.

"I know you're close to Santana." She held up her hand to stop the smaller girl's protest, "You are and I'm okay with that. Just keep her out of this that's all I ask. Like I was saying I know you're close to your sister and I know her probably upset you when he said those things."

"I'm fine Quinn thank you." Rae said with a slight smile.

"Good." She looked out the window and saw Britt waiting for her. "Now hide those papers so Santana doesn't see them, you know what just give them to me." She held out her hand for the papers.

"I have to do the essay Quinn…"

Quinn snatched the papers from her hand, "No you don't. You wont do it, I wont let you. Have a nice day Rachel." She turned on her heel and walked towards the door when she faintly heard Rachel yell.

"Why do you even care? I thought we weren't friends!" Quinn winced at her own words but kept on walking.

With a quick moment to gather herself Rachel walked out the doors towards her sister's mustang. She smiled at the Latina, Quinn was right, the two sisters were close. Rachel silently shocked the Latina when she gave her hug. It wasn't your normal greeting hug, it was long but Rachel didn't care. For a second she didn't want to have to fight her sister. She buried herself in the warmth of the older girl for another second and pulled away.

"What was that for estrella?" Santana asked, climbing into her car.

"I love you, you know that right San?" Santana smiled because that was the first time since she's gotten here that Rachel has used some kind of nick name for her. "I know we haven't really talked a lot but I just…I still love you."

The older girl smiled softly at her and leaned over and kissed her head, "I know baby, I love you too. I'm here when you're ready."

Rachel smiled gratefully at her older sister, for once they weren't talking about what was happening in Rachel's life. It was kind of normal, it was a nice change for the girl. Rachel, once again, surprised her sister when she grabbed her free hand and held onto it.

"San?" Rachel called for her sisters attention quietly.

"Yeah?"

"Tell me about New York."

Santana smiled, thinking about New York and the fact that she was actually having a normal conversation with her baby sister. "What do you want to know Estrella?"

Quinn walked out to her sisters car, still feeling the effects of the day on her. It was just to much.

"Hey Q." Britt smiled at her baby sister.

"Hi."

Brittany noticed the thick packet of papers in her sisters hand, curious she asked her, "What's with the paper's Quinn? Do you have a report or something?"

Quinn's face flashed a sign of panic for a slight moment before returning to its calm cockiness. "It's nothing Britt." There was a pause, "Can we go see dad, please?"

Brittany smiled sadly at the smaller blonde. "Yeah baby we can go see dad."

They drove to the hospital in silence, that seemed to be the trend lately, silence. They didn't talk a lot but Britt could see that Quinn was kind of trying a bit so it didn't really bother her. She just wished that things would get better soon. When they got to the hospital they walked through the doors, Quinn tripped and the packet fell out of her hands.

"Here I got it." Brittany went to reach for the papers, if she found out what they said thing could possibly be all over.

"No!" Quinn yelled, but it was to late Brittany already had them in her hand. She said her sisters face fall when she was looking over the packet. "Brittany it's…"

"What the hell is this Quinn?" Brittany asked with a slight edge in her voice.

"I…" Quinn couldn't seem to find her voice right now. Why couldn't she talk? She could tell off her douche bag English teacher but she couldn't talk to her sister.

"Is this why you've changed? Is this why you haven't talked to me?" Britt's eyes seemed so filled with hurt it made Quinn want to cry. Quinn could only shake her head no. "Then why do you have this Quinn? I thought you were my sister! Do you not accept me and San? Is that what it is?" Britt all but yelled at the ten year old.

"I've always accepted you." Quinn said, barely even above a whisper. "It's not what it looks like."

"I don't understand Q, I really don't." She handed the papers back to her sister. " Lets go see dad."

They walked the halls of the white hospital and found their dad laying on the bed, all life drained from his eyes. He weakly smiled at his girls and motioned for them to come sit down. They had some small talk and he instantly noticed the tension and asked the oldest blonde to leave the room.

"What's up Quinnie?" He asked as Quinn climbed up on the bed with her father, curling into his side.

"I love Brittany." She said softly.

"I would hope you love Britt she's your sister." He said with a low chuckle.

"Do you think that she knows that I love her?" She asked quietly. "I love her."

Out of nowhere the little girl breaks out crying. She sobs into her father's chest. "I love her daddy. I really do. I know I'm mean and I say things to her, but I still love her." She sobs out. The days events finally cracking the small ten year old.

"She knows baby."

"She's my best friend and then she just left me. Now she's back and she saw something she wasn't supposed to see. I don't think she loves me anymore. I love her though, and I need her."

Quinn doesn't remember hearing her father call for her older sister but she does remember hearing the door open and that causes her to sit up. She tries to wipe away her tears but they keep coming once she locks eyes with her older sister. Brittany looks at her with confusion, she didn't understand why her baby sister was crying.

"I love you Brittany. You have to know that." She cries out, crawling down the bed to get to her sister. She clings to her, arms wrapped tight around her neck. "I don't believe in those articles, they aren't true. I love you." She cried into her shoulder.

Brittany rubbed her back and kissed her head over and over again. "It's okay Quinnie. Calm down, I love you I know. I know you love me."

"You don't understand Brittany." Quinn moved her face from her shoulder and looked her sister in the eyes. "I need you."

Hope you enjoy, I tried to make this a longer chapter. Review?