AN- It's a mini-chapter!
After considerable effort, Rachel's fathers convinced her that they should divide their efforts. They would go to the Fabray house, and she would go to Finn's. They claimed it was for the sake of expedience, but Rachel suspected that was not the case. Perhaps they feared she wouldn't be tactful with Quinn's parents, but more likely they didn't want her to be there if Quinn's parents said anything ugly.
Luckily, when the couple arrived at the Fabray house, Mr. Fabray wasn't home. Mrs. Fabray looked both ways, as though afraid someone might see them, and invited the men in. They stood awkwardly in the foyer.
"We're here about Quinn," one of the men began.
"Is she okay?"
"Is she okay?" Rachel's daddy replied incredulously. "Of course she's n…"
"Physically, she is fine," Rachel's dad interrupted. Scaring Mrs. Fabray or making her feel defensive wasn't going to help their case. He carefully outlined the situation: that Quinn had been moving from place to place, but would now be living at the Berry residence; that Quinn would like some of her belongings; that they needed to know whether Quinn was still covered under the Fabray insurance.
"She's still covered. Take whatever she wants, as long as it's not…noticeable. Thank you for taking care of her."
This softened the Berrys. Rachel's Daddy reached out to take Mrs. Fabray's hand, but she shied away.
"Just hurry, please."
They complied, packing each thing on Quinn's list. When they left, Mrs. Fabray handed them a bag and an insurance card. The bag held a stuffed animal and a baby blanket.
"She would never ask for these, but she might want them."
"Mrs. Fabray, are you sure this is what you want?" Rachel's dad asked. "It doesn't have to be like this. You could bring her home, or at least come to see her."
"I can't. I just can't. She made her choices, and…we've made ours."
AN- So sad. Comments are always appreciated.