A.N: Kay people. We're changing things up my lovelies. Quinn's POV to start.

A.N.2: Sorry for the delay... fair warning, updates may take a little more time now that school has resumed.

Thursday November 19, 2009

7:23 A.M

"Quinn?" Quinn Fabray could hear someone calling her name.

"Mom? She was crying in her sleep... what do I do?" There was that voice again.

"Let me try." New voice, "Quinn, honey? Can you wake up for me?"

Quinn let out a groan and rolled over. Her vision was slightly clouded from sleep but she could still make out Carole Hummel standing over her.

"Mrs. Hummel?" She struggled to sit up.

"Hummel?" That was Finn. "Quinn our last name is Hudson." Quinn focused on the boy that was standing just beyond Carole.

"Finn? What am I doing…" She took in her surroundings and breathed out, "Here?" She wasn't in Finn and Kurt's bedroom. She was in Finn's bedroom, on his bed. She sat up so abruptly she nearly hit Carole's chin with her head. She scrambled back and looked up with wide terrified eyes.

Carole's voice was gentle if alarmed, "Quinn? Sweetie what's the matter?"

Quinn tried to remember going to Finn's house but drew a big fat… She stood and bolted from the bed.

As she threw herself at the toilet and vomited, she heard Finn inform his mother sagely, "Morning sickness."

His mother chuckled, "I know bud."

Quinn hugged the commode and fought the urge to cry. She wasn't pregnant. She hadn't been for months and months. Finally she seemed to be done throwing up so she stood on shaky legs and washed her mouth out. She closed her eyes as then snapped them open. She was dreaming. And if she was still pregnant in her dream then Rachel…

She turned and slammed the bathroom door shut. She launched herself into the shower as she hollered, "Finn, I will be ready to go to school in twenty minutes, if you aren't I'm taking your car!"

Finn turned to his mom, "Quinn can be… forceful…"

His mom replied, "That's one word for it."

7:50 A.M.

They had made damn good time to school. Finn was terrified for his life but Quinn was extremely pleased with herself. She had bolted from the car as soon as it had come to a complete stop and she had put it in park.

Finn called after her, "Quinn! I'll… see you later?" The quarterback trailed off.

Quinn charged into school, hell bent on finding Rachel. Dream Rachel was better that Quinn's reality of no Rachel.

Santana caught her arm, "Q."

Quinn whirled and snapped, "What?"

Santana's eyes narrowed dangerously, "Watch it Preggers."

Quinn scowled, "Listen carefully S. Mo…" Her words faded into nothingness as the most beautiful sight she had ever seen breezed through the corridor and to her locker.

Quinn stepped around Santana and walked slowly towards her dream. She looked so real, so perfect; her consciousness had gotten her just right, down to the argyle socks. It was like she was walking in slow motion. She was nearly there, she nearly had Rachel in her arms when her bubble of joy burst and she was yanked into an empty class room.

A body was blocking the door and she snarled, "Kurt I like you but if you don't get the hell out of my way…"

"Quinn!" Kurt held up his hands, "Quinn I need to talk to you."

Quinn advanced on him, "And I need to talk to Rachel, move Hummel."

Kurt smiled but didn't move, "I get it Quinn, believe me I get it."

Quinn's eyes began to tear, "Kurt, I… I have to talk to her. I have to hold her. I'm going to run out of time and then I'll be awake and she'll be gone. I can't…"

Kurt moved forward and wrapped his arms around Quinn, "Oh sweetie…"

Quinn resisted, "I have to go!"

Kurt held her gently but firmly, "Quinn! Listen carefully, this isn't a dream. Ok? You aren't going to wake up, Rachel isn't going to disappear, and things aren't going to go back to the way they were yesterday."

Quinn stopped struggling, "This isn't a dream?" She looked so hopeful, so desperate.

"No Quinn, this isn't a dream. I…" He took a deep breath, this was the hard part, "I… we were given a second chance. We were sent back to change things, to save Rachel."

Quinn opened and closed her mouth before, "O…k I… what kind of second chance?"

Kurt shrugged, "Rachel's death was wrong and someone up there," He pointed up, "Wanted to give us the chance to change things."

Quinn's eyes widened, "You made a Faustian deal! Kurt are you insane! What did you trade?"

Kurt shook his head, "No, it wasn't the devil it was an Angel." He winced at how that sounded.

Quinn growled, "What did you trade Kurt?"

Kurt snapped back, "Nothing Quinn! It's a one shot deal. If we screw up that's it. Rachel will be dead and there won't be any fixing it."

Quinn shook her head, "Say I believe you… say I believe that this isn't a dream. When I walk out of this classroom Rachel will be…?"

"Alive yes," Kurt supplied.

Quinn nodded, "Right. Get out of my way."

Kurt scrambled to make sure the door was blocked, "Quinn!"

Quinn snarled, "Hummel… move."

Kurt shook his head, "No. What are you going to do?"

Quinn replied, "I am going to go out there, find Rachel, bend her back like Scarlet O'Hara and kiss her until she sees Quinn colored stars."

Kurt flattened against the door even further, "I can't let you do that."

Quinn summoned her inner bitch and hissed, "Move or I will move you."

Kurt winced but didn't budge, "Think about it Quinn, if you go out there right now and kiss Rachel, hug her, or even be nice to her, you will seriously weird her out. Right now you aren't the Quinn she was slowly becoming friends with, you are Quinn Fabray! You're dating the guy she likes and you are pregnant with his baby, sort of, and as far she knows you hate her guts!"

Quinn was inclined to use bodily force to move Kurt from in front her but stopped herself at his words. His logic was… sound, if infuriating.

She deflated, "You're right."

Kurt nodded, "Of course I am."

Quinn scowled, "Don't push it."

"Sorry…" Kurt held up a hand apologetically.

She sighed, "What do I do Kurt? I've missed her so much."

Kurt smiled, "Be her friend. This is your chance to do it right. To do everything right…"

Quinn flinched, "Oh God Kurt, what am I going to do about Finn and Puck?"

Kurt shrugged, "Tell the truth?"

Quinn glared at him, "I know that but… I won't have anywhere to stay and I am not staying with Puck again."

Kurt offered, "When you're ready to tell Finn you can stay with me, if that's ok with you. My dad would be ok with it I think."

Quinn looked at him in surprise, "Really?"

Kurt nodded, "Yeah sure. Just… it wasn't fair that Rachel had to tell him last time."

Quinn looked down, shamefaced "I know. I'll tell him… soon. I just need some time to work up the courage."

"I understand," Kurt certainly looked like he did.

The overhead bell rang.

Kurt asked as he and Quinn moved to exit the room, "Will you be ok?"

Quinn replied, "My prayers have been answered if I don't look this gift horse in the mouth so… yeah I'll be fine." Kurt smiled at her and left the room to hurry to his locker. As soon as the door closed Quinn grinned a Cheshire cat smile, she was great. She knew something Kurt didn't.

8:25 A.M.

Quinn walked into her first class and braced herself for the disappointment of Rachel's absence. She was met instead by the intense joy that came with seeing Rachel seated in her spot, ready to learn. Quinn eyed the spot next to Rachel and nearly growled to herself. Both seats on either side of the little Diva were taken… that wouldn't do at all.

She stalked forward and snapped, "You're in my seat." She addressed her words to the boy seated on Rachel's right.

He looked up at her and Quinn saw the brief internal struggle he went through. Quinn had loss quite a bit of her status when her pregnancy became public news but she was still scary. He seemed to think better of challenging her because he stood and fled to the back of the room.

Quinn nodded in satisfaction and set her things down.

She fought to keep her voice steady as she greeted Rachel, "Hey Rachel."

As she sat she could feel eyes on her, including Rachel's.

She settled herself in the chair and turned to look at the songbird, "Did you finish the homework? I hate irregular verbs." She wasn't sure how she knew what the homework assignment had been but was grateful that the words came.

Rachel gaped at her.

"Rachel?" Quinn waved a hand in front of the Diva's face and Rachel seemed to snap out of her daze.

"I apologize Quinn. It was not my intention to ignore you. It's just that… well to put it frankly; you've never spoken a civil word to me. I'm a bit confused… and terrified."

Quinn did her best to look sincere, "I know and I'm sorry." Rachel looked incredulous. So this is what Kurt had meant. Quinn was glad she hadn't kissed Rachel.

Rachel arched an eyebrow, "You're sorry?" She was quiet for a moment before demanding, "Is this a joke? Or some sort of elaborate prank?" Rachel turned to look at Santana and Brittany and was met with horrified stares. Both Cheerios looked just as bewildered as Rachel was.

Quinn shook her head, "This isn't a prank or a joke Rachel. I just… I wanted to sit here today." She searched for a reason and then, "Santana's perfume makes me nauseated."

Santana huffed indignantly behind them.

Rachel eyed Quinn suspiciously before finally sighing, "Fine. I suppose I will accept your words at face value. To answer your question, yes I did finish the homework, though I also loathe irregular verbs."

Quinn's answer was less than eloquent, "Huh?" She caught Rachel's look and covered, "Oh right! The homework. Yeah… it sucked."

Rachel looked as if she feared for Quinn's sanity.

"Beunos Dias Classè." Mr. Schue hurried in with a bright smile on his face.

The class responded with varying levels of enthusiasm.

As Mr. Schue went about taking attendance Quinn blurted out, "Seventh grade!"

Rachel turned to look at her, "What?"

Quinn smiled bashfully and whispered, "Seventh grade… I gave you a compliment."

Rachel's brow smoothed and she stared at Quinn in surprise before replying, "I remember… You said I sang like an Angel…" Rachel ducked her head.

Quinn's shocked smile could have split her face, "You remember that?"

Rachel nodded and murmured, "It was the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me."

Quinn stared at the Diva.

She held up her hand when Mr. Schue called her name and then leaned close to Rachel's ear.

Rachel shivered as Quinn breathed out, "It's still true you know…"

Rachel turned her head, "What?"

Quinn's lips curved against Rachel's ear, "You do sound like an Angel…"

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