It makes me sad that we haven't seen Rachel's dads on the show, yet. I am really curious about how Rachel's parents act. I hope you enjoy what I think parents of Rachel Berry would act like.

Rachel's POV

I woke up with a start and took in the room. I was lying down on the family couch and some unoriginal sitcom was playing on the TV. It was quiet except for the low hum of a machine running- it was probably the dishwasher. That's when I remembered that I wasn't supposed to be alone; Jesse was with me when I fell asleep. Frantically, I tried to stand up but ended up collapsing back onto the couch. Dizziness and disorientation were becoming problems for me when I tried to get up too quickly. (Stupid effects of pregnancy.) I tried getting up again slowly, and succeeded that time.

"Jesse?" I called out, hoping he would answer me.

I then noticed a note on the table by the couch and breathed a sigh of relief. I should have known better to believe that he'd leave without saying some form of good bye.

Rachel:

Sorry I had to leave. You fell asleep again, love. Your dads will be home soon and I figured that they would be 'surprised' to see me in their home. I'm fairly sure that they don't think of me in a positive way. I love you.

-Jesse

My heart leapt at the last part. Sure I knew that he loved me and that I loved him back, but I had went a long while without knowing that he loved me, and it always made me smile when he told me so. I whispered the words "I love you, too," wishing that Jesse could hear them. He knew that I loved him too, but after all the pain from the Vocal Adrenaline vs. McKinley High School debacle, he seemed to worry that I was still hurting. Then, the other part of the note caught up with me. "Your dads will be home soon…" I checked the time. It was five o'clock! I remember closing my eyes closing at one. How long had Jesse stayed just to watch me sleep? I was then startled by a clicking noise that broke me out of my reverie. It was my dads opening the door. I remembered Jesse suggesting that I tell them I was pregnant this morning after I told him about my dream, but we hadn't talked about it any further. Before going forward to meet my parents, I took a deep breath. I was going to tell them tonight. I really didn't need any more octopuses lowering my self-esteem and trying to eat me.

"Dad, Daddy, you're home!" I said as I stepped forward to hug them while hoping I could hide my nervousness.

"Princess!" laughed 'Dad.'

"Rachel!" laughed 'Daddy.'

"How was your trip?" I asked.

"It was fun, but I think we both were missing our little girl," said Dad.

I cringed at the use of the words 'little girl.' Would I still be their darling princess and little girl after they found out that I was pregnant?

"And how were you while we were gone?" asked Daddy.

"Good. I got lonely so Tina spent the night and someone else came to visit for a couple hours."

"Who? A friend from school?"

"Well, he goes to my school now."

"He?"

"Yes, he's a boy."

"Rachel, honey, I think it's time we had a talk."

"The sex talk? Because, really I'm-

"Rachel, it's important that we talk about these things. We don't want you getting pregnant."

"Dads! Actually, I AM-

"Just at the right age to talk about this again. I know we spoke about it a few years ago, but a few years ago, you weren't spending that much time with people of the opposite gender."

"Dad, Daddy, listen to me. Before you start talking, you really should know that-

"You see honey, when a girl and boy are attracted to each other, or a boy and boy and a girl and girl, they get tempted to… do things with each other. But those actions have consequences," started Daddy,

"Some consequences of those actions include gonorrhea, AIDS, syphilis-

"I'M PREGNANT!"