-/- Well this is a pretty big and long chapter in the sense that this chapter determines a lot of Quinn and Rachel's relationship. Meeting Rachel's parents. This could make or break the relationship. Now that I've hyped it up hope you like it. Ends a bit abruptly but I couldn't think of anywhere else to end it.

On a not completely unrelated topic, I'm looking for a prompt for an adventure fanfic because my friends keep asking for one. I want a Harry Potter or something from that variety, so if you have any ideas, hook me up.

Please read and review, tell me if you think this is how Quinn would have handled the situation.

Oh, and out of general curiosity, has anyone gotten higher than 1,005,000 on Get It Right on Tap Tap Glee? It's my best score and was wondering if it was really any good.

Quinn's POV

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As Quinn got out of her car, her nerves doubled. She felt like she had lost some of her protection that the car had provided her. She knew she was being a bit silly but felt the difference all the same. She asked a question she already knew the answer to, but hoped she was wrong.

"Your dads know who I am... don't they?"

Rachel only nodded. She stopped in front of Quinn.

"I don't want you to do anything you're uncomfortable with. Especially after you have stood up for me twice at school, one of those times was even today."

"No. I have to. This is something that I need to do and it would be best if I did it sooner rather than later."

She pushed Rachel towards the door a little in an encouraging way. Rachel gave her a worried look but started to walk to the door anyway.

"If you're sure."

"I trust you Rachel."

And she did. She didn't really care what Rachel's dads said as long as they didn't affect Rachel's opinion of her. Whatever they said would most likely be true but she hoped Rachel was still willing to let Quinn try and make it up to her.

Rachel led the way to the door and pulled out her keys. Quinn received another worried look, before Rachel grabbed her hand for support and opened the door.

What met Quinn's eyes was one of the most inviting places she had ever been. Warm colours painted the walls which were covered with photos. Most of the either were of Rachel singing or of the three berry's.

She studied one of the photos of the three Berry's together. They looked genuinely happy to be with each other. It was more or less the opposite of her own family, where she had even had her father kick her out. Any fears Quinn had doubled again. There was no doubt in Quinn's mind Rachel parents were going to be extremely protective. That kind of made her job of gaining their trust just that little bit harder, and she already knew it was going to be difficult. When she heard Rachel call out "I'm home" Quinn started to really panic.

She saw a head appear around from the kitchen.

"Hey honey. Who's your friend?"

Rachel took a deep breath, Quinn could hear it.

"Daddy this is Quinn. Quinn this is daddy."

Quinn watched as Rachel's "daddy's" smile dropped. She knew their names were Hiram and Leroy, but she didn't know which was which. She attempted a smile but was finding it difficult.

"Pleased to meet you Mr. Berry. You have a lovely home."

Any other time Quinn would have been kicking herself for being so lame, but at the moment it was really the least of her worries. Anyway it was probably polite. She felt Rachel squeeze her hand and she realised she had been holding on very tight. She then felt Rachel pull her towards the stairs.

"We'll be in my room." She heard Rachel say as they started to climb.

"Okay." Mr. Berry said.

It was clear to Quinn that she got the reaction she was expecting. He didn't like her and didn't trust her at all. There were going to be a lot of difficult questions and Quinn expected them to come later in the evening.

Quinn was kind of glad that Rachel had taken her away from the would be questions, but couldn't help but feel that it was probably best that they don't give her father's time to talk about it and think of questions that would make Quinn try and fight back tears. She just hoped that they didn't know about Beth because she wasn't sure she could take that just yet.

They reached the top of the stairs and it wasn't hard to tell which room was Rachel's. Her door was covered in gold stars with a pink 'R' in the middle. Seeing this made Quinn forget her worries a bit and she even laughed.

"What's so funny?"

"This is the most predictable door I have ever seen. It just screams Rachel Berry, I actually think it may be damaging my ears it's so loud. Nice though."

Rachel gave her a dazzling Rachel Berry smile, but it couldn't stop Quinn's question.

"When are the questions going to start coming?"

It hurt Quinn to see Rachel's face drop so much so quickly, but she had to know. She needed to be at least a bit prepared.

"I promise I won't let them say anything that will make you uncomfortable."

Seeing the look Quinn was giving her she corrected herself.

"Okay... too uncomfortable."

"So when should I expect them?"

Taking a deep breath Rachel spoke in a rush.

"Well dad usually gets home at five. So the questions will start coming around 10 past if we go downstairs at that time."

"I think we had better. I need to get this over and done with. I don't expect them to forgive me but as long as they don't keep asking me questions every time they see me then..." She trailed away.

Then what? Wouldn't she care? Would she get over it? She wanted to be accepted but knew it wasn't going to happen. She cursed herself for being mean to Rachel. Ever.

"Don't worry Quinn. They pretty understand people, just very protective parents. Once they see that you aren't mean to me anymore they won't keep asking you questions to make you uncomfortable."

Quinn looked at her phone for the time. She had 15 minutes until Rachel guessed the questions would start coming. She was back to being as nervous as she was as she walked into the house, but now looked around Rachel's room.

Rachel had a built in wardrobe that had mirrors on the doors. Typical, Quinn thought to herself, Rachel would love to see herself as much as she could to make sure everything was perfect. The walls of the room were white but littered with gold stars; some painted others just cut out. Rachel also had a double bed with pink covers and four pillows. Quinn never understood why people had so many pillows; all you needed was the one to rest your head on.

Quinn then noticed a book shelf on the side of the room. In it there were a few books but there were countless trophies. It was amazing. Most of them were for singing but there were some for spelling bees and dancing and other things that Quinn wouldn't have expected the diva to be good at. But then again, she still didn't really know Rachel.

"Wow Rach. These are amazing. I had no idea you were good at all this stuff. I mean, I obviously knew you could sing but still. Wow."

Rachel giggled and blushed.

"Thanks Quinn. I don't really do many of these things anymore. They just aren't as fun as they used to be."

Quinn studied a karate one.

"Okay, I'm going to make sure you don't hate me even more now. I don't want to be on the receiving end of a karate kick or something."

"It's for self defence." Rachel looked alarmed that Quinn might think she liked hurting people.

"Doesn't mean you can't still use it on me."

"I promise I won't. Although I may be tempted to use it on my dad's if they say something they shouldn't or cross the line even a bit."

Quinn heard the front door open and close.

"I'm home" was the call through the house. It seemed to be a trait of the family, make everyone know that you have just arrived.

Quinn was trying and failing to keep her nerves under control. Rachel took her hand again and pulled her to the bed. They sat down and Rachel hugged her.

"Don't worry. It'll be okay. I won't let anything happen to you."

Having Rachel wrapped around her made Quinn feel a bit safer but knew that it would only last until Rachel released her.

When Rachel didn't release after a few seconds Quinn moved her head to the crook of Rachel's neck. She closed her eyes and just tried to focus on the safety and protection she felt. She figured that if she felt safe with Rachel this early in their relationship, then would feel much better if they became good friends and she could reach out to Rachel whenever she needed to.

Whoa, calm down Fabray, she told herself. You need to get through today first before you start thinking of the future. No, wait. That sounded wrong, later, not the future, just later.

She heard a floorboard outside of the room creak. Quinn left her head on Rachel's shoulder but turned her head so she could see who it was. Her eyes met Rachel's other father. The one she had not seen yet.

He looked a bit shocked. At first Quinn thought it was from seeing Quinn in his house but realised he probably would have been told by Rachel's daddy that she was here. Then Quinn realised what was so strange. Quinn was sitting on Rachel's bed with her head on his daughter's shoulder and Rachel had her arms wrapped around Quinn. It probably looked a bit more intimate than it was.

"Hello girls. You must be Quinn. My name is Hiram." The white Berry father held out his hand and Quinn accepted it. She couldn't help but feel this was just the calm before the storm.

"Pleased to meet you." Quinn again felt that being formal and polite was the best policy here.

"I think we should head downstairs Quinn." Rachel stood up forcing Quinn to remove her head from Rachel's shoulder; it also made Rachel drop her arms from around Quinn. She now felt exposed like she figured she would.

There was little consolation when Rachel took her hand and led her downstairs but she still wished she could have just stayed upstairs with Rachel. When they got downstairs they went to the kitchen to find Rachel's 'daddy' cooking and Rachel told her to sit down on a stool in front of the little island. Rachel sat down next to her. Quinn watched as the man cooked, he seemed determined not to look at them.

"His name is Leroy. He is daddy." Rachel breathed into her ear.

They waited for Hiram to come back downstairs before Rachel spoke.

"Quinn said she wants you to trust her a little bit. So she asked if you wanted to ask her any questions so she can prove to you she really wants to be my friend."

Quinn was really nervous now. She didn't think that that was the best way to begin the conversation, but then again, there wasn't much else they could have said. She noticed that Hiram looked slightly guilty and uncomfortable but Leroy looked a bit mad, he stopped what he was doing and moved next to his husband over the other side of the island.

"Anything?" Leroy asked them.

"Yes anything." Quinn tried to keep her voice strong. The questions are going to be harder to answer that this.

"Well fine, I guess that I'll start with why you were so mean to my daughter to begin with."

Quinn noted the possessive nature in the way he had said 'my daughter', clearly it had hurt him deeply that Quinn had done things like this to Rachel and he had taken them as bit of a personal attack.

"I... I guess I was just jealous of her. I knew you two were very supportive parents, whereas mine kicked me out of my house for a mistake. She is also extremely talented and outshone anyone in Glee so I felt threatened. I made sure she was miserable so that she would feel as bad as I did. I know that it's no real excuse, but it's why I did it. I'm so sorry for ever doing it though."

She tried to think about what she said before she said it. She figured careful compliments were a good way of calming them down. Although, Leroy seemed unperturbed by this response.

"Your right, it is no excuse."

Quinn felt Rachel squeeze her hand next the kitchen island out of sight.

"Anyway, second question. Why the sudden epiphany and all of a sudden realised that what you were doing was wrong?"

Quinn didn't have to think about the answer to this one.

"Because I sat down and talked with her for a bit and realised how sweet she is. All I ever got to saw was the determined girl in glee that I was threatened by and never stopped to think there was more to her. After I talked with her for a bit and realised she wasn't as bad as I had made her out to be I tried to get to know her better and now know how good a friend she can be. I also realised how mean I had been and how much it had affected her. It made me feel really bad for ever doing anything bad for ever being so cruel to her and I want to make up for it."

If Leroy was impressed by her response, again he was hiding it well. Hiram on the other hand seemed to be starting to feel a little bad for Quinn.

"So it took you however many years to realise you were hurting a person before even though you were always in pretty close contact seeing each other in glee and whatever classes you may have together?"

Okay that question hurt a little. But it was also true, she hadn't really thought about how she was affecting Rachel before she had gotten to know her.

Quinn opened her mouth to try and speak but no word came out. She was trying desperately to think of a response when she heard a voice.

"I did a pretty good job of not getting myself too emotional at school and even if I did cry it was always in a stall in the bathroom. I never let her see she had hurt me."

Hearing this made tears come to Quinn's eyes. As much as she tried to hold them back she just couldn't. How could Rachel speak so openly when Quinn couldn't say a word, and Rachel was even the one that was supposed to be hurting from all of this?

"Rachel is incredibly strong. It's amazing."

She could feel the tears falling freely now. She even thought she saw some hesitation in Hiram. She could tell she genuinely felt bad. But obviously he remembered how bad Rachel had been teased because another question came.

"The main thing I don't understand is that when you had your baby you must have been as unpopular as she was. Then the next year when you had gained your status back you went right back to treating her like dirt. You had been there, yet you were willing to do it to someone else just for the fun of making them suffer."

Quinn's tears were less silent then they had been before. When she got back to power she had been a little less harsh on Rachel then she had been before Beth, but was still doing the same kind of damage. It was just spread apart more.

She turned slightly and addressed Rachel.

"I am so, so sorry Rachel. I never thought about it when I did it, but I know you must have felt much worse than I did. I got slushied from people who I knew would capitalise on the chance to ruin me. I had never been nice to them and they had never been nice to me. You on the other hand were slushied by me and not only had you been one of the only people who were nice to me when I was pregnant, but offered friendship repeatedly when I was and wasn't pregnant. I'm so sorry."

She couldn't see anymore, her vision was too blurred by tears. She broke down into sobs. She felt Rachel pull her into her chest protectively. She heard Rachel sniffle.

"It's okay Quinn. You have changed and I know it. That's all that matters. It's not about what you've done or who you were. It's who you are now."

Felt Rachel begin to stroke her back and when Rachel figured she had calmed down enough to use her legs, she stood Quinn up, arms still wrapped around her pulled her back to her room. When they reached Rachel's bedroom Quinn broke down into renewed sobs as she fell to the brunette's bed.

She felt Rachel hesitate. After a few seconds Rachel seemed to have decided on something.

"Quinn, I'll be right back okay. I'll only be gone for a minute."

"What why? Where are you going?" Quinn chocked out between sobs.

"Doesn't matter, I'll be right back I promise."

Rachel disappeared out the door and closed it behind her. Quinn was worried but was too busy trying to control her sobs to dwell on it. After a few seconds she heard Rachel yelling.

"HOW COULD YOU DO THAT DADDY? YOU KNEW SHE WAS SAD AND YOU STILL PRESSED HER! I CAN'T EVEN LOOK AT YOU RIGHT NOW!"

Oh. My. Freaking. God. Rachel was down there having a go at her dad for being so mean to her. Quinn didn't feel that she deserved it. At least now she had her breathing under more control and the tears were coming a bit slower.

"I DON'T CARE IF SHE SAID YOU COULD! THAT DOESN'T MAKE IT ALRIGHT FOR YOU TO ATTACK HER LIKE THAT!"

More silence where Quinn as assumed one of Rachel's dads was attempting to either calm Rachel down or defend themselves.

"DON'T YOU START! YOU MAY NOT HAVE SAID ANYTHING BUT YOU STILL LET HIM ATTACK HER!"

Then there was silence again. The next thing Quinn knew, she was hearing footsteps back up the stairs. She was glad. She didn't think Rachel yelling at her parents was a good help to her case. She was still crying so she didn't really focus or register that there were two sets of footsteps coming up the stairs.

Quinn wiped her eyes as she heard the door open. She rubbed her eyes again when she thought she saw the two Berry parents standing in the doorway. She felt her tears slow a bit with the shock. Hiram spoke first.

"Look Quinn we are sorry. It's just that we are very protective of Rachel. She's our baby girl and we don't want to see her get hurt again."

Quinn couldn't believe it. They were actually apologising to her. This didn't feel right. She should be the one apologising.

"No. You had every right to ask me. I told you to. Anyway I should never have been mean to Rachel in the first place. She didn't deserve it and I'm sorry to you for making her feel so bad and leave you to deal with it."

Leroy spoke up now.

"Rachel was right earlier. It doesn't matter what you have done in the past. It is what you are going to do in the future. I hope you can forgive me for what I said."

Now they were asking for forgiveness? What the hell was going on?

"Now we insist that you call your mother and tell her you are staying the night with us, if you want to of course, so we can make up for being so rude to you. I'm sure Rachel would not object to you sleeping in her room."

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