A.N: Started working on a new story. This got shoved to the back burner for a little while so that the other could get fleshed out. On the brightside the other story is Faberry as well, on the not so brightside I now have two stories splitting my attention... But I will endevour to be better about posting.

A.N2: Glee tonight! Also I'm a little miffed about the Karofsky thing. It was an awesome twist but now I feel bad for making him the villian and... feeling passed. Huh... there's that attention span again.

Thanks again to my beta and also... I don't own Glee or any of the characters... if I did Rachel and Quinn would be together... all the time... on screen. To be honest the show would probably get a little dull.

Monday March 29, 2010

The next Monday after what Kurt liked to call Faberry-Gate might have been more awkward for Kurt, Rachel, and Quinn when they came into contact with Finn if Jesse's absence from school wasn't so glaringly obvious now that the girls knew he was being pressured to leave. His absence was noticeable now, as was the fact that he was likely spending his time with his former teammates. Rachel spent much of lunch muttering about the overly coiffed boy's hair and how it would look on fire if he had in fact defected back to Vocal Adrenaline, thereby breaking Kurt's heart. Kurt was sad about the idea but Rachel's slightly insane ramblings were amusing if a little frightening. He spent much of lunch considering that he was very fortunate that Rachel had never snapped before they became friends.

Quinn used the entire period to glare dangerously at Finn who returned the look with hostile scowls of his own, until Puck hit him hard in the shoulder for looking at his baby mama so meanly.

"Dude… if I catch you looking at her like that again I'm gonna make sure you can only eat soup for the rest of the year."

Finn blinked and turned to stare at Puck, "Huh?"

Santana growled, "He'll break your face Finnessa. So will I. Tubbers doesn't need you looking at her like that."

Finn opened his mouth, "Sh-"

Santana spoke over him, "I don't care what you think she did." The Latina caught Quinn's eye and then cut a glance to Rachel.

Quinn gave a tiny nod of her head and Santana smirked, "Look at her like that again and they'll never find the body."

"Santana?"

The Latina raised an eyebrow, "Yeah Crazy?"

Rachel ignored her new moniker, "What would you say is the best incendiary device for hair?"

Kurt choked on his milk, "Rachel!"

Rachel shushed him.

Santana shrugged, "Hair is pretty flammable all on its own. Why?"

Rachel smiled innocently, "No reason."

Puck grunted with his mouth full, "Lighter fluid."

Mike shook his head, "Dude, the lighter fluid will burn, not the hair."

Rachel scribbled something down, "So it could be put out before the hair was gone?"

Mike nodded and then clapped his hands, "Hair spray is wicked flammable!"

Matt high-fived the Asian boy, "It makes a killer flame thrower."

Rachel suddenly looked too pleased, "Well now… that would certainly make things easier."

Puck shoved the last of his sandwich in his mouth, "Whose hair are we setting on fire?"

Kurt sighed, "We aren't setting anyone's hair on fire and neither is Rachel."

Rachel pouted, "But…"

Kurt held up a hand, "No."

Rachel crossed her arms, "Fine." A beat passed and then, "Can I turn it blue?"

Kurt considered the question, "… Only if he deserves it."

Mercedes looked curious, "How would you turn someone's hair blue without them realizing it?"

Rachel shrugged immodestly, "I have a 100% in Chemistry."

Brittany perked up, "Really? I'm totally failing that class."

Rachel nodded, "I endeavor to maintain an A average in all my classes."

Brittany cocked her head, "How do you not fall asleep when Mr. Beresford talks?"

"Right? The dude is like a freaking monotone robot or something!" Puck leaned forward, for once engaging in conversation at lunch beyond Mario and football.

Rachel replied, "I admit his voice is… less than engaging. I find that getting the blood pumping right before his class helps to keep me awake, though by the end of class I often find myself in need of a nap."

Puck leered at her, "You get the blood pumping huh Berry? How?"

Quinn's hand curled into a fist and then relaxed as Rachel answered, seemingly unaware of Puck's dirty thoughts, "Sometimes I run to the class or take the long way and power walk and sometimes I skip."

Kurt let out a snort of laughter, "You skip to class?"

Santana sneered, "Are we surprised?"

"Nope." From Mike.

Quinn smiled "I'm not."

Brittany waited until everyone had answered Santana, "…I like skipping… and Bambi."

Kurt nodded, "I love that movie. I always cry when Bambi's mom dies."

Quinn sucked in a breath, "Kurt…"

Brittany looked horrified, "Bambi's mom dies?"

Santana snarled at Kurt "Thanks Hummel."

Kurt scooted away from the dark look, "She didn't know?"

Santana wrapped an arm around Brittany's shoulders, "Obviously."

The tall blonde looked devastated, "But… that's sad. Who would kill Bambi's mommy?"

Rachel reached out a hand and patted Brittany's arm, "Don't be sad Brittany, Karma dictates that those barbarous hunters were punished, hopefully with the full might of Vegan wrath."

Brittany stared at her through her tears, "What?"

Rachel smiled gently, "Someone like Santana beat them up."

Brittany's face lit up, "Really?" She leaned into Santana, "I hoped you hit them hard San."

Santana smiled into the blonde's hair, "I beat them up good B."

The bell rang and the kids started moving and packing their things.

Matt mumbled as he and Mike trotted off to class, "Lunch is way more interesting at the Glee table."

Kurt ran a hand through his hair and couldn't help but agree. He just wished Jesse was here to agree with him.

3:32 P.M.

Kurt eyed Tina after the Asian girl made her comment about communism. She looked so sad… and drab.

Rachel came bustling into the choir room, "Guys, we have a serious problem. You know how I've been doing some deep background on Vocal Adrenaline."

Kurt smirked, "Isn't that against the rules?"

Rachel held up a hand and replied, "No, not at all. Well… probably but whatever." She took in a deep breath, "Anyway I went through the dumpsters behind the Carmel Auditorium and I found 18 empty boxes of Christmas lights."

Tina's jaw dropped, "Oh no."

Rachel continued, "Which of course led me to Joelle Fabrics. I asked about red Chantilly lace. They were sold out!"

Mercedes shared the same look as Kurt, "Oh, sweet Jesus."

Kurt's eyes bulged "Oh my."

Mr. Schue held up his hands, "Wait guys, what?"

Kurt breathed, "They're doing Gaga!

Mercedes threw up her hand, "That's it! It's over."

Quinn remained silent but nodded in agreement.

Rachel exclaimed dramatically, "Exactly!"

Kurt shook his head, angry that he had forgotten this, of all things, "We should have guessed it. They're going for full on theatricality. They know it's the easiest way to beat us." He muttered, "Damn them!"

Puck crossed his arms and arched an eyebrow, "What's up with this Gaga dude. He's like Bowie right? He just dresses weird right?"

Rachel huffed.

Kurt snarled, "Lady Gaga is a woman! She is only the biggest pop act to come along in decades. She pushes boundaries! She embodies theatricality."

Artie interjected, "It's a brilliant move on Vocal Adrenaline's part."

Mr. Schue tried to reign in the panic, "Now hold on a second, we may be able to kill two birds with one stone. We can help Tina find her knew look and we can find a number for Regionals. This week your assignment," He paused for dramatic effect, "Gaga!"

Rachel started mumbling about brainstorming and then hurried into Mr. Schue's office for writing tools.

The girls looked ecstatic; the boys besides Kurt looked like they had been told Christmas was canceled.

Rachel sat down next to Quinn and muttered, "I'd like to spy on one of Vocal Adrenaline's practices, tomorrow?"

Quinn nodded mutely and wrapped her arms around her stomach.

Tuesday March 30, 2010

5:49 P.M.

Quinn, Rachel and Mercedes snuck into the Carmel auditorium and took seats high up so that they wouldn't be seen.

Quinn felt like rocks had been shoved in her stomach as she waited for Rachel to realize that Shelby was her mother.

The moment the woman started singing Quinn tensed and turned to look at Rachel.

She pinpointed the exact moment Rachel recognized the voice and then reached out a hand when the little diva stood, "Rachel?"

Rachel tore her gaze away for the briefest of moments, "Quinn… that's my mom. Her voice…"

Quinn pulled Rachel back down, "Wait until after practice ok baby? So that you two can be alone."

Rachel nodded dumbly and went back to watching her mother.

6:08 P.M.

The next twenty minutes Rachel was fidgeting and hadn't taken her eyes off of Shelby once. Finally after the last Vocal Adrenaline kid exited the auditorium Rachel stood.

She looked at Quinn and whispered, "Come with me?"

Quinn nodded and stood.

Mercedes smiled sadly, "I'll be in the car." She slipped out of the auditorium.

Rachel and Quinn made their way down the stairs. As they got closer to Ms. Corcoran Rachel took Quinn's hand in her own.

Finally they came to a stop in the aisle next to Ms. Corcoran's desk.

Rachel took a deep breath and squeezed Quinn's hand, "Ms. Corcoran?"

Shelby looked up and stilled when she saw who was standing there.

Rachel closed her eyes and the exhaled, "I'm Rachel Berry. I'm your daughter."

Shelby stood slowly, "Rachel…"

Rachel shuffled and then took a step closer, "I… I heard you singing Funny Girl. I recognized your voice from the tape you left me in my baby stuff."

Shelby met Quinn's eyes for a moment before sighing, "Yeah… I had hoped you'd find it someday."

Rachel smiled, "You have a beautiful voice. It's obvious I inherited my talent from you."

Shelby edged closer as well, "I… I missed you Rachel. I'm sorry I didn't come to you."

Rachel whispered, "Why didn't you?"

Shelby looked a little surprised, "There was a contract honey. I couldn't contact you until you're 18th birthday."

Rachel reared back a little, "My dads never mentioned a contract."

Shelby shrugged, "I was 19 and I wanted to get out of Lima for New York. They… they paid me a lot of money to be their surrogate and I didn't think about the fact that I would have to give you up until I actually had to."

Rachel looked heartbroken, "Was I… was I just a job to you?"

Shelby shook her head, "I tried to think like that but I couldn't. I sang to you while you were in my belly and I told you my dreams. I even gave you your first nickname."

Rachel asked, "What was it?"

Shelby smiled, "Gold star."

Rachel looked stunned before she turned, "Quinn… could you maybe… I don't want you to think…"

Quinn nodded and cupped Rachel's cheek with her free hand, "You want to be alone with her?"

Rachel sighed in relief.

Quinn leaned forward and pressed a kiss to Rachel's forehead, "Of course baby. Do you want us to wait or…" She trailed off.

Shelby eagerly replied, "I'll drive her home."

Quinn searched Rachel's eyes, "Rachel?"

Rachel hesitated for a short moment before, "That would be fine. It would give me a chance to talk to her. I'll see you at school tomorrow."

Quinn released the diva, "Count on it."

She turned and left the auditorium but not before piercing Shelby with a look.

Wednesday March 31, 2010

2:23 P.M.

Quinn texted Rachel during a lull in her last period,

Are you going 2 come 2 Glee?

Rachel hadn't been at her own locker nor had she been at Quinn's that morning. She had been in first period but other than to give her hand a squeeze. Rachel had smiled at her but remained quiet. She hadn't come to lunch in the cafeteria and she hadn't been in the choir room so Quinn had no idea how Rachel's time with Shelby had gone.

After about five minutes Rachel finally replied to her text,

I'll be there. I might be a little late.

Quinn smiled,

Do you want us to tell the others about Ms. Corcoran?

Rachel's reply came faster this time,

Yeah. It will probably seem better coming from you and Mercedes.

Quinn sighed and the hesitated before typing in,

I love u.

The response came faster still,

I love you too Quinn.

3:40 P.M.

Quinn eyed the costumes of her fellow team mates and cursed herself for forgetting that Rachel's dads couldn't sew for crap. She really didn't want Rachel to suffer the embarrassment of her original Gaga costume.

Right on cue Mr. Schue enthused, "You guys look awesome!"

Puck started, "Wait… where's Rachel?" He shifted, "I only noticed because she and Quinn have been attached like Siamese twins lately."

Mercedes received a nod from Quinn and spoke, "Rachel got some intense news yesterday you guys."

Kurt caught Quinn's eye and arched an eyebrow, she gave a slight nod before taking over, "We were spying on Vocal Adrenaline yesterday an-"

Mr. Schue let out an annoyed huff, "You guys you have to stop doing that. It isn't fair!" A moment later he leaned in like a gossipy biddy, "But what did you find out?"

Mercedes replied before he could change his mind, "Ms. Corcoran, their coach? She's Rachel's mom."

Artie mumbled, "Way to bury the lead Mercedes."

Puck shook his head in dismay, "We're screwed. Rachel's going to jump ship over to Vocal Adrenaline."

"Never!" Rachel strode into the choir room. Kurt and Quinn's eyebrows disappeared into their hairlines. She wasn't covered in stuffed animals.

Mercedes let out a whistle, "Damn hot mama! Lookin' good!"

Rachel beamed, "Thank you. I told Shelby about my dilemma with my Gaga outfit and she offered to help right away. It gave us an opportunity to bond, plus I think it helped her to know that I do need a mom."

Quinn couldn't peel her eyes away from Rachel. The tiny songbird was wearing the second Gaga outfit she had worn before but this time Quinn wasn't in any kind of denial about her feelings for Rachel or her attraction to the girl. Which in this case could be a problem. Shoulders that led to ample cleavage coupled with her nearly out of control hormones made for a very uncomfortable Quinn.

Rachel caught her gaze and seemed to still before her own eyes darkened. Finally she spoke, "We should work on the number."

Mr. Schue nodded, "I agree."

Rachel turned to look at Brad and the band before demanding, "Hit it!"

4:52 P.M.

Quinn and Rachel were the last of the girls to leave the bathroom after changing from their Gaga outfits so they could go home.

Quinn came up behind Rachel, who was taking her hair down from the messy up-do in front of the mirror and sink, "How are you? Really?"

Rachel placed her hands on the sink, "I… I really like her Quinn and she really seems to be trying. My dads are not thrilled but I really want this. I want to have a mom."

Quinn wrapped arms around Rachel's waist, "I want that for you too Rachel. Have you told her that you want her in your life?"

Rachel nodded and leaned back into Quinn's embrace, "Yeah."

The two girls were quiet for a few minutes before Quinn murmured into Rachel's neck, "Your costume looked amazing…"

Rachel let out a sigh, "So did yours."

Quinn pressed a kiss against Rachel's jaw, "Yours was… sexy." She bit Rachel's shoulder lightly, "I had never thought about shoulders being intoxicating."

Rachel's eyes fluttered shut, "Quinn… sing your solo."

Quinn tightened her hold on Rachel, "You know that I need you, you now that I want you…"

Rachel let out a whimper and then her hand was snaking up to catch the back of Quinn's head. The brunette turned her head and claimed Quinn's lips in a kiss.

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