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The club, stared at her. Quinn was pretty sure that Mercedes jaw dropped. It was a good thirty seconds before anyone said something. It was Mr. Schue who broke the silence.
"Um... congratulations." He said with a halfhearted smile. Rachel simply smiled at him. The rest of the club still seemed to be in disbelief. Kurt looked like he was about to say something but ended up shaking his head and closing his mouth. After nearly a minute of silence, Quinn stood up and walked to the front of the room.
"I hope I speaking for the rest of the club when I say that we are here for you, Rach." A couple of people nodded.
"Yeah, Rach, we got your back." Finn said and flashed her his signature lopsided grin.
"Nobody picks on Rachel but us." Kurt added with a joking little smile.
Brittany stood up and walked over to Rachel, embracing her in a tight hug. Slowly everyone joined until Rachel was the center of a Glee Club pile. Rachel felt tears drip down her cheeks and her face broke into a huge smile.
Eventually people left, Finn was first. Clearly the tall boy was quite uncomfortable with the idea of Rachel having had sex with Jesse and couldn't leave soon enough. Santana and Brittany were last. As they were walking out the door Santana turned to Rachel.
"Look Hobbit, you are without a doubt one of the most annoying people I have ever met. And I don't say that lightly." Rachel frowned slightly, "But you make my girl Quinn happy so I just want you to know; I'm here for you. You tell me whose ass I need to kick and I'll kick it." And with that she left with Brittany in tow.
"She means it you know." Quinn said giving Rachel a little squeeze, "She might be a bitch but she's the most loyal person I've ever met." Rachel gave her a half smile.
"Rachel." Mr. Schue called from his office, "Can I talk to you." Rachel nodded and looked at Quinn.
"I'll be right back." Quinn nodded and gave her an encouraging smile.
"Mr. Schuester." She said as she entered the doorframe.
"Have a seat, Rachel." She did, "I just wanted to... check in with you."
"I'm quite alright, I have an excellent support system from my fathers and Quinn and-" Mr. Schue cut her off.
"So you told your fathers."
"I did."
"Good... now Rachel if you ever need any help, please let me know. Quinn was right when she said we are all here for you."
"I know."
"And Rachel, if you ever feel you need to cut back on dances, or take a break-" Mr. Schue looked at Rachel's disgusted expression,
"You aren't going to tell me." he abridged shaking his head, "I guess I'll have to ask Quinn."
"Don't worry, Mr. Schuester. I am taking care of myself." Mr. Schuester nodded,
"Alright, Rachel you are free to go."
"Thank you Mr. Schuester." She left his office and found Quinn playing a game on her phone.
"Hey" Quinn looked up at the sound of her girlfriend's voice.
"Hey. What'd Mr. Schue want."
"He was just making sure I was alright. He offered to let me take breaks or 'cut back on dances'." Quinn snickered.
"I'm sure that went over well."
"Hardly."
"Well it's something to think about. Got to protect our little baby, huh?" Rachel giggled as Quinn knelt down and kissed her abdomen. As they grabbed hands they walked out of the room, both unaware of Jacob's (JewFro's), presence outside of the door.
Quinn giggled as Rachel tickled Beth's belly. The two were doing homework, or so they said. In reality they were playing with little baby Beth who was putting a smile on both of their faces.
"Girls" Leroy called, "Dinner."
"Okay, Daddy, we'll be right there." Rachel shouted back. Quinn picked up Beth and brought her downstairs where she gently laid her in her bassinet before joining the Berrys for dinner.
"So, girls, how was your day." Hiram asked once the food was passed out. Quinn and Rachel looked at each other.
"Interesting" Quinn answered with a half smile towards Rachel's direction.
"The Glee kids were wonderful though." Rachel added as she pushed around some food on her plate.
"I'm so glad, Babygirl." Leroy said with a little squeeze to her shoulder.
"Honey, are you going to eat something?" Hiram asked, concerned. Rachel looked at him with the big eyes he couldn't resist.
"Morning sickness still going strong?" Leroy said patting her hand softly from across the table. Rachel nodded.
Dinner was quick, Beth started crying within a couple of minutes and Rachel got up to take care of her. After a couple of minutes Quinn went upstairs to help. Hiram and Leroy ate quickly before cleaning up and retiring to their bedroom. Once Beth was asleep and both moms were ready for bed, Rachel walked over to Quinn and embraced her in a tight hug. Quinn felt the day melt off and she let herself fall into Rachel's arms.
"Oh, Angel, you have been so brave." Rachel whispered in Quinn's ear. In Rachel's arms she let the tears she had been holding in finally rush out.
"Is it wrong that I don't love my own family?" She cried as emotion fell from her lips.
"Oh no, honey, no." Rachel responded, her own heart breaking at the sound of Quinn's sobs.
"I'm keeping my daughter away from her grandmother, how can I do that to her?" She sighed, sitting down on the bed and looking up at Rachel.
"You're doing what you know is right because you're an amazing mother." She replied joining Quinn on the bed.
The next morning, Rachel was dreading going to school. Now that the glee club knew, she was in for a very different day that what she was used to. She hated pity or anything like that of any kind. It was for those reasons that when Rachel finally got up, ten minutes after her alarm went of, she was dreading the day. She silently slipped passed Quinn and realized that due to her late start there was not real use in getting on her elliptical so she just got in the shower.
Quinn woke up, alone, which while wasn't fun, she was used to. Her and Rachel had pretty much settled into a routine so she walked to Beth's room mindlessly. Half-asleep she changed the baby and fed her. She put her back in the crib and went to change. She had already laid her clothes out so she was just waiting for Rachel to get out of the shower.
She walked into the bathroom to catch a quick glance at her hot and steamy girlfriend before she wrapped a towel around herself. She's beautiful, Quinn thought. Rachel's hair was pulled into a messy bun so she could blow dry it later, and her face was clean of make-up but Quinn thought it was the prettiest she had ever seen her.
The day went quickly, to Rachel's surprise. It seemed that lately each day dragged on and on and felt like it would never end. But before she knew she was entering the choir room with ten sets of eyes staring at her.
She choose to ignore the stares and wordlessly sat down next to Quinn in the front row. She let her head fall onto Quinn's shoulder and she could hear Kurt nudging Mercedes and whispering something in her ear. She choose not to care. Her stomach was queasy with what she was pretty sure was nervousness, though it could always be morning sickness and she had to many things on her mind to care about gossipers.
Mr. Schue entered the classroom late, as always, and addressed the class.
"Nationals!" Mr. Schue wrote on the board, eliciting cheers and whoops from the group.
"We did it. Guys! We did it! And you all were amazing!" Mr. Schue announced once the group quieted down. "But now, we get to get to work on Nationals. This year, Nationals, is being held in...wait for it... Orlando, Florida!" Brittany shrieked and Kurt clapped his hands excitedly.
"Disney World!" Santana pat her arm and nodded. Rachel smiled as well. She hoped Quinn would also want them to take Beth. She pictured her, and Quinn, and Beth all taking a picture with Cinderella, and she let herself smile.
"That's right, Brittany! But we need to get to work. I've already cooked up a couple of songs I would like to try out. Finn, Rachel, I was thinking you two could do a duet from a disney movie?" He said turning to look at his two stars. Finn nodded glumly but Rachel was already standing up and turning to make a speech to the club.
"Glee Clubbers, a little known fact about me is that I am a big fan of Beauty and the Beast. While the vocals aren't phenomenal in the movie adaption, the Broadway show is very well done." Without anything else, she burst into song. Her voice had mesmerized the other students and most of them were quickly able to forget Rachel's current situation. Until the middle of the song. Just before a particuarily beautiful note, Rachel covered her mouth and was sprinting from the room, leaving the other kids stunned. Quinn was quick to follow, sprinting right behind her.
It took a minute before anyone could actual formulate a response. The first word came from Kurt.
"So I guess she really is pregnant." The other glee clubbers didn't reply, but silently agreed that that was what they were thinking as well. It was Santana who said the next thing.
"I'm sorry but how the hell are we supposed to go to Nationals if she can't even get one line out without vomiting all over the place." Brittany frowned at her and Santana attempted to apologize but Brittany wasn't having it.
"Santana, we're going to be supportive of Rachel. While we all realize this might be a slight obstacle, we are going to work with Rachel because she is an important part of this team." Mr. Schue chastised and Santana sighed.
"Quinn, I'm so embarrassed. I don't think I can go back in there." Rachel cried as she was her mouth out. Quinn rubbed her back gently.
"I know it doesn't feel like it, but you can and you will. Remember what you said to me when we first go together? 'It's just the Glee Club, they won't judge." With that Quinn grabbed Rachel's hand and pulled her back to the choir room.
"Ah, Rachel you're back. Thank you for the idea." Rachel smiled in response and went back to her seat. Quinn made sure Rachel wasn't looking before she shot the entire club a look that plainly said 'if you mess with my girl, I will hurt you'.
The rest of glee was standard except for that Mr. Schue had Mercedes sing opposite Finn for a song that he was trying out. Rachel didn't even have the energy to fight it.
After rehearsal, before Quinn and Rachel could leave, Brittany and an annoyed Santana stopped them.
"Rachel, now that you're with Quinn, you get to be out new friend!" Brittany exclaimed before pulling Rachel into a big hug. Once she escaped Brittany's tight embrace, she exchanged a look with Quinn.
"Thank you Brittany. I really look forward to our friendship." Brittany and Santana bid their farewells and with linked pinkies headed down the right hallway as Quinn and Rachel headed down the left.
Santana was barely a step into the hallway when she collided with a darkly dressed figure. Once she regained her composure, she realized that it was Jew-Fro. With a tape recorder and camera. It took Santana a second to put two and two together and realize what Jacob was doing outside of the choir room.
"Jacob, honey, give your camera and tape to Brittany." She said it a sickeningly sweet voice which any kid at McKinley could tell you meant she was about to ruin your life. Jacob hesitated for a moment and Santana snapped at him, "Now."
He did as he was told, clearly terrified of Santana. Once Santana was satisfied, she turned again to him.
"Now, Jacob, I think we all know that you are not going to run that story" She glared at him. Brittany looked on the scene with a pride.
"Wh-wh-what story?" He stuttered looking down as if afraid to look into Santana's eyes, like Medusa.
"You damn well know what story. Now, Jacob, there's two things we can do here. Either you can leave with a promise to never run the story, or we can show you how this is handled in Lima Hight's adjacent." Santana was shocked to see Jacob smile at her words.
"Too late, Santana." He replied and off her ran, outside to his car. Santana looked at Brittany and she knew exactly what she had to do. With a sigh, she pulled out her phone and pressed speed dial three.
Quinn was driving when her phone started to buzz. She didn't need to ask who it was, she knew from Santana's unique ringtone that she had recorded that it was her. Rachel sniggered when Santana's voice flooded through the car.
'Bitch, pick up the phone.' In Santana's voice repeated over and over again.
"Rach, can you get that?" Quinn said as she turned onto a busy street.
"Of course, Quinn. And I appreciate your careful driving." Rachel responded making Quinn chuckle a bit.
"Hello Santana." Rachel rolled her eyes, probably at something Santana said, "Yes I know this is Quinn's phone however she is currently driving and unable to pick up the phone."
"Listen Berry. I need to talk to Q." Santana snapped back.
"I assumed as much, however, right now she is unable to answer your call. Can I take a message?" As much as Rachel enjoyed using formal language, using formal language against Santana was the best as it angered her greatly.
"Dammit Berry. Just give Quinn the fucking phone." By this point, Santana seemed very frustrated and Rachel was enjoying herself immensely.
"Quinn, Santana desperately needs to talk to you." Rachel said turning to her girlfriend.
"We'll be out of the car in two minutes, just keep her busy till then." Quinn replied, she knew how to deal with her best friend.
"Alright, Santana, how was school today?" Rachel asked sending Quinn into a fit of giggles.
"Fuck you Preggers." Over the line, Rachel could hear a bit of rustling and Brittany's voice appeared in her ear.
"Hi Rachel!" Rachel smiled, Brittany she could get along with.
"Hi Britt! How are you?"
"I'm good! I liked the song we sang today, the one where you didn't throw up." Brittany answered in her naive tone. Rachel blushed a little at the old embarrassment and she could here Santana's laughter in the background.
"Yeah, I liked it too Brittany." Just then, they pulled into Rachel's driveway and Quinn told Rachel to hand her the phone. "Alright, Britt you can give the phone back to Santana, Quinn's ready to talk to her."
Brittany did as instructed and Rachel handed the phone to Quinn.
"Santana, what the hell was so important?" Quinn asked once she could here Santana on the end of the phone.
"Quinn, Ben Israel knows."
"What? Jacob?"
"Britts and I found him outside of the choir room. Fuck Quinn, we tried to stop him but he'd already posted the story on his damn blog."
By this time Rachel was looking at Quinn confused. Quinn was starting to understand but not totally.
"Hold on San. Rach will you go get Beth?" Quinn asked as the two climbed the stairs to Rachel's room. Rachel reluctantly agreed. Once Rachel was out of earshot, Quinn continued her conversation.
"'Kay, she's gone. What's going on?"
"I told you! Jew-Fro posted that Rachel's preggers all over his fucking blog." Quinn felt her heard leap into her throat. She clamored to Rachel's computer and pulled up . Sure enough in bright letter across the page were the words, Glee Club Loser, But Extreme Hottie, Has A Bun In The Oven. Quinn grimaced and scrolled down. Based on the amount of likes and comments she could determine that at least half of the school had already seen the article.
"Fuck, Santana! What the hell are we going to do?" Quinn cried while trying to keep her voice down, "She's going to be murdered by those idiots!"
"Calm down, Q. Britts and I will take care of that. You just figure out what to do about Crazy Berry." And with that Santana hung up the phone, leaving Quinn with a feeling of dread.
"Rachel, come in here." She called into the hallway. Within a second, Rachel appeared with Baby Beth in her arms.
"Hey. What did Santana want?
"Rach, I need to tell you something; yesterday when you were giving your announcement to the club, Jew-Fro heard." Quinn looked at Rachel to see her eyes expanding, "Honey, he posted it on his blog." Rachel felt herself curl over, careful not to hurt Beth.
"So everyone knows?" She asked.
"Not everyone... but yeah some people do." Quinn walked over to Rachel's computer and showed her the page.
Rachel sat down at the desk and handed Beth to Quinn. She stared at the page for a few seconds. She read it three times, as if she couldn't believe what she was seeing.
"Rachel... I'm so sorry."
"What am I supposed to do now?" Rachel felt the tears drip down her cheeks as she moved from the desk to the bed.
"You're going to go to school tomorrow with your head held high and you're going to show every idiot in the school how fabulous and amazing Rachel Berry is." Rachel smiled despite herself. The smile faded quickly and she lay down, the queasy feeling in her stomach had returned.
Meanwhile, Santana and Brittany were hard at work. Say what you will about Santana, but if she counts you as one of her few friends, there's nothing she won't do for you.
"Puckerman, did you see Jew-Fro's blog" Santana snapped into a phone. Next to her, Brittany was also mid-conversation.
"Yeah we saw it." Brittany said to Kurt.
"Well what the fuck are we supposed to do?" Santana growled at Puck.
"Fuck, Satan, I don't know. I mean we have to protect her, right? She'll get eaten alive out there!" An exasperated Puck fumed into the phone.
"Obviously. She already gets a daily slushy."
"Yeah from us." Puck noted.
"Shove it Puckerman. You and I both know that with her kissing Quinn and with my little niece in her belly that we aren't about to let anyone hurt her."
Brittany's conversation was much gentler, perfect for her and exhausting for Santana.
"We're going to protect her, silly!" Brittany giggled into the phone
"Well yes, Britt but how?" Kurt asked. He was currently attempting to talk to Brittany (never an easy task), text Mercedes, Facebook message Tina, while leaving a cleverly worded and nasty comment of Ben Israel's blog.
"San says to get everyone we can over to the my house for an emergency meeting"
With Kurt and Mercedes spreading the word, it took little over half an hour to get the whole club in the loop and in Santana's bedroom. Two hours later, plan 'Protect Crazy Berry' went into action.