Rachel grinned as Quinn led the way upstairs to the blonde's bedroom. Her parents were supposed to be going out of town for the weekend and Rachel had been granted permission from her dads to stay with her girlfriend. Rachel found this as absolutely perfect seeing as how Quinn was to start Cheerios camp in a few days and they wouldn't have much time between that and school.

Quinn dropped Rachel's bag on her bedroom floor and immediately beckoned the brunette into bed with her. Rachel obliged with a Cheshire cat smile. Her lips connected with the blonde's and she followed her as Quinn fell back to the bed. Rachel straddled the girl's hips and giggled a little as she kissed her way down Quinn's neck and pushed the hem of her shirt up. Quinn's hands roamed up Rachel's back and pulled at her shirt. Rachel let it be pulled over her head and Quinn's soon followed it to the floor. Rachel again attached her lips to Quinn's neck and the blonde let out a soft moan.

"What the hell is going on?" a voice thundered from the doorway.

Rachel leapt off of the girl pinned underneath her and scrambled to grab a blanket. Quinn tugged half of the blanket away from her to cover her own chest. Rachel looked up into the eyes of Quinn's father. The man was almost purple, there were no less than three veins throbbing in his forehead and his fists were clenched at his sides.

"I…Daddy…"

"You," he pointed to Rachel. "You get your things and you get out of my house. Now!"

"Mr. Fabray…"

"Get out of my house you immoral trash!"

Rachel squeaked. Russell Fabray stormed down the hallway and the brunette grabbed her shirt off the floor. Quinn sat on her bed clutching the blanket close to her chest and tears streaming down her cheeks. Rachel pulled her shirt on and cautiously sat back down next to the blonde.

"Will you be okay?" Rachel whispered as she tucked Quinn's hair back behind her ear. "He won't hurt you or anything, will he?"

Quinn shrugged. "I don't know what he'll do."

Rachel wrapped her arms around her trembling girlfriend and kissed her cheeks, her forehead, her neck, and finally a lingering kiss on her lips.

"It'll be okay," Rachel assured her. "It'll all be okay."

Not really wanting to but having no other choice, Rachel picked up her bag and headed out Quinn's bedroom door. She looked over her shoulder before and sighed before she quickly darted down the hallway and to the stairs. She heard Russell yelling degrading things after her as she made it to the front door.

Three hours later Rachel was sitting on the couch with a tear stained pillow clutched to her chest and her knees drawn up just staring off at nothing. She'd called her dads to come get her and try as they might on the ride home and all afternoon they couldn't get Rachel to do anything but sit on the couch. She didn't do anything but cry until the doorbell rang. She didn't move, she let one of her dads answer.

"Quinn," he gasped when he opened the door.

Rachel sprang off the couch and nearly knocked into her dad when she got to the front door. He excused himself and Rachel moved forward but Quinn stepped back.

"I can't," she whispered.

Rachel looked over Quinn's shoulder to see Russell sitting in his car in her driveway watching closely.

"Are you okay?" Rachel asked, resisting the urge to reach out and touch the blonde.

Quinn nodded. "We can't see each other anymore," she said. "It…" she swallowed hard and looked over her shoulder, "it's a sin, what we were doing. I was going against God and it was wrong."

"Your dad told you to say that," Rachel whimpered. "You don't believe it."

Tears slipped out of Quinn's eyes and she sniffled, steeling herself. "It was only for the summer anyways. Just something to entertain me."

"Don't do this, Quinn, please." Rachel could see the lie slowly being covered up by the wall Quinn was carefully building.

"You disgust me."

Before Rachel could plead anymore Quinn had turned away from her and was quickly making her way back to the car. Russell glared at her and shook his head, Rachel half expected him to throw a Bible at her. She watched him back out of the driveway and drive off, a piece of her heart leaving with them.