Name: Honey, our kids are from the Future

AN: Thank you so much for the reviews and favorites and follows they make my day every time. :) So I finally get to introduce Abby. In this chapter it mentions that Santana goes to Quinnipiac University in Connecticut, I know in the show she doesn't but I thought Quinn should have San nearby. There's some Connecticut bashing in here, mostly because I live in CT and it sucks. So yeah here's chapter 5, I hope you like Abby.

AN 2: This chapter takes place at the same time as the 1st so it's before Rachel calls Quinn.

Summary: Harmony, Sugar, and Abby are from the future, can they get their parents together before it's too late? Faberry fluff and some side Brittana and Sugar/Harmony.

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee. Only Abby.

Chapter 5

Quinn had woken up with a weird feeling that today was going to be important. She had no clue what that important thing was but she wished it was something good. Specifically something good about one Rachel Berry. The small brunette was always in the forefront of Quinn's mind ever since she realized her feelings for the girl in their junior year. The feeling was still there after her morning classes so she decided to call Santana and ask her to come visit from Quinnipiac University.

"Hello?"

"Hey San. Got time to come visit?"

"Sure Q. But what's up?"

"Just had a weird feeling that something is going to happen and I wanted to talk."

"Alright be right there bitch. This best be important."

Quinn rolled her eyes at the fact that Santana still spoke like she was from Lima Heights Adjacent even though she was from the nicest part of Lima "See ya soon San."

Quinn sat on her bed watching her small TV in her dorm waiting for Santana. A loud knock on her door came about 25 minutes later followed by "BITCH YOU BEST OPEN THIS DOOR AFTER I DRAGGED MY SWEET ASS ALL THE WAY HERE!"

Quinn rolled her eyes as she opened the door. "Really San? Can't you just knock like a normal person?"

"Of course not. What fun would that be?" Santana chuckled. "Now what did you drag me here for? What about this feeling?"

"I don't know San. I woke up this morning and had this weird feeling that something was going to happen today. Then I started thinking about what it could be and like most days when I start thinking..."

"You start thinking about the midget." Santana finished for her. She was the only one that Quinn told of her feelings towards the brunette. "You really love her don't you Q?"

"Yeah S. I really really do." Quinn said softly.

"Quinn." Santana sighs "Are you ever going to tell her?"

"Probably not. I mean its not like she would ever feel the same. She's obviously straight and even if she wasn't I tormented her for years San. Slushies, name calling, who'd want to be with someone who did that?" Quinn said as a tear rolled down her cheek.

"Quinn you know that's not how Rachel is. She's like the most forgiving person in the history of this planet." Quinn smiled. "She forgave you for all that before you even apologized for it all. And have you even heard half the things she says to you? You're a very pretty girl Quinn, the prettiest girl I've ever met but you're a lot more than that. Or, you're better than you know. Or, my personal favorite do you not understand how much you mean to me?" Santana said using a fake Rachel voice. Quinn looks up at her in thought, sure all of those things are true but could that mean that Rachel feels the same way? No it couldn't Rachel was just naturally kind and gentle to everyone.

"That doesn't mean anything San."

"Quinn it means everything. Did you know that she asks or tells everyone when shes going to hug them? Has she ever done that to you?" Quinn shakes her head. "You didn't see the looks she used to give you when she thought no one was looking. You weren't there when she came into glee beaming because you told her you wanted to keep in touch and gave her the tickets. Didn't she spent three years just trying to get close to you and be your friend? Who was always there when you were at your lowest, even when you were a raging bitch to her?" Quinn looks away. Santana grabs her chin so their eyes meet. "Who was always there to pick you up when no one else was? Tell me."

"Rachel." Quinn whimpers as tears fall from her eyes.

"That's right Q, and one of these days you're gonna get your girl." Santana says pulling Quinn into her and kissing the top of her head and Quinn nods into her chest.

After sitting in silence for a few minutes Quinn's tears have subsided and there's a knock on the door. "What the hell?" Quinn asks walking to the door. When she opens the door she sees a girl with blond hair, the exact same shade as Quinn's, pulled into a side braid. The girl's pink lips are exactly like Quinn's own, the girl looked very similar to the way Quinn did sophomore year. The only extremely noticeable difference between the two is the girl has brown eyes, brown eyes that look very familiar. The girl looks up at Quinn, her eyes happy but nervous and softly asks "Are you Quinn Fabray?"

Quinn looks down into the younger girls brown eyes that seem so familiar but she can't figure out why. "Uh yeah. Do I know you?" she says trying to figure out why the girl seems familiar as much as she feels like a stranger.

"Uh kinda. My names Abigail. Well Abby, and... I need to talk to you about something really important."

"Um okay... I guess. Before I invite you in, I have to ask. You're not gonna like pull out a knife and kill me right?"

Abby laughs softly "Definitely not going to kill you."

"Okay. Just making sure. You never know in New Haven." Quinn says with a chuckle. "So come on in I guess..."

Santana watching from Quinn's bed gasps when she finally sees the person at the door, the girl looks just like Quinn sophomore year but her eyes are brown. The more she looks at the girl, the more she realizes that she not only looks like Quinn but she kind of looks like Rachel too, she has Rachel's nose shape only smaller as well as her expressive brown eyes and shes kinda short like Rachel. "Whoa Q. This chick looks like what would happen if you had a baby with Berry! and well if you had a dick."

Abby looks down to hide her smile, leave it to Auntie San to realize who I am without even knowing I exist. She thinks to herself as she sits on the couch next to a confused Quinn assessing her features. Abby clears her throat to stop Quinn from staring at her.

"Uh... sorry it's just that she's right. you do look like me and our friend Rachel mixed together." Quinn says, smiling at the thought of her and Rachel having a kid. "That's my friend Santana by the way." she says pointing her thumb at the bed.

"I know" Abby says quietly and Quinn arches her brow in question. Okay who the hell is this girl and why does she know me and Santana?

"Okay. So I need to tell you this and it's going to seem like really shocking right now, but just... hear me out. okay?" Abby says nervously. Quinn hesitates but nods in curiosity.

"Okay so I'm from the year 2036 I was born in 2021. I don't really know why we were sent back to this time so don't ask because I know you want to Auntie San. So anyway , we came back here and we don't know why. Oh, and by we I mean me, my older sister Harmony who you guys know as the lead in the Unitards glee club, and Sugar who you guys know as Sugar Motta. Yeah that's not her last name. And here's the big one so prepare yourselves. Quinn, you're my mom." she says releasing a breath at the end it was tiring to speak in paragraphs without breathing. Quinn and Santana just stare at her with their jaws dropped.

"Prove it." Santana says, breaking the silence.

Abby takes a deep breath to prepare herself. "Okay. Quinn, you had a baby sophomore year, with Uncle Puck, named Beth. You gave her up for adoption to Shelby Corcoran who is also Rachel's biological mom. You met her again senior year when Shelby came back. You were Valedictorian when you graduated. You, Santana, and Brittany have been friends since you moved to Lima from Bellville after you started going by Quinn rather than Lucy. People called you the Unholy Trinity. You got into Yale on early decision. You got kicked out or your house when you were pregnant because Uncle Finn is an idiot. You moved in with Uncle Finn at first then he found out that the baby wasn't his when m- Rachel told him. You then moved in with Uncle Puck but his mom wouldn't let you eat bacon so you moved in with Aunt Mercedes. Grandma Judy asked you to come home after regionals when your water broke. You were the youngest Cheerio captain in McKinley history until you got kicked off. Then you went back junior year, then left again. You got your spot back senior year just before your accident and you never went back. Good enough for you to believe me yet?"

Santana looks amused, this kid knew a ton of stuff about Quinn, and she kept calling all of them Aunt and Uncle... all except Rachel. Santana thinks that Abby is probably Rachel's kid too, because seriously she doesn't think Abby took a breath at all while she spoke. Quinn looked shocked this girl knew a lot about her life but most of that stuff was easily obtained.

"Okay sure you know a lot of stuff but you could have found that out from Sugar or something." Quinn scoffed

"Could Sugar have told me that your sister, Frannie, hasn't talked to you since you got pregnant and neither has your douchebag of a father?" Abby says starting to get annoyed that her mama didn't believe her.

Quinn was taken back by that. She never told anyone that her sister hadn't spoken to her since she was 16, not even Santana knew of it. "I believe you." Quinn says looking up into those familiar brown eyes.

"Whoa wait. Shorty, what's your last name?" Santana says getting up from the bed and eyeing Abby with her eyebrow arched in question.

"I'll tell you but um... don't freak out. My last name is..." she takes a shaky breath. "Berry-Fabray" She closes her eyes waiting for either Santana or her mama to freak out and start yelling but all that is heard is a simultaneous "Holy shit" whispered by both older women.

How'd you like Abby? let me know.

So I've been thinking that I want Brittany to have graduated in this story, any suggestions on what college she should go to?