7.10.12
A/N: So sorry about the long delay in updating. I got a promotion of sorts at work and have been super busy {Insert happy dance (promotion) with sad face,( for not keeping up with my update schedule) }. But with the little ones out for summer vacation it is difficult to find the time to write, and keep the muse fed. {I swear someone fed her cold porridge for weeks…no worries I gave her skittles for breakfast and we were good to go! I hope to push out the next few chapters on time !
Please keep reviewing, I love hearing from you.
Thx Taylor
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Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters or any lyrics used in my story ( I wish) I try to use things accurately from the TV show or real locations in the Lima, OH & New York, NY & Providence, RI. But I am human and do make mistakes.
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~*~Present ~*~
Rachel looked down at a silent Quinn and wondered how in the hell they had gotten here. "Why isn't she waking up dad?"
Hiram Berry stood by Quinn's bedside and looked at his daughter, shaking his head "Each case is different, Quinn was hit pretty hard in the head, and then she hit the ground pretty hard as well. It's only been a half hour she will wake up soon."
Rachel sat back and looked over at Quinn, nodding to her father. Not liking his answer but having to take it for what it was. She tried to think of what moment had lead them to this downfall. What choice had they made that ended up with Quinn in bed unconscious, with ciaos surrounding the building.
~*~Flash Back~*~
The evening went without a hitch the party of four where deeply entertained by the atmosphere of WaterFire, and the performers that played long into the night. Rachel had been very pleased that she had been right about Peyton's talent. Sometimes as a artist you just get a vibe from other artists that runs soul deep. Rachel had never been led astray yet. With Quinn holding her arm her fathers laughing and joking behind her they headed back to the Biltmore with a spring in their step. It was by far the most amazing weekend she had ever spent in her adult life. It was the first time that she had ever spent so much time with a woman who she hadn't slept with yet, and still was completely smitten with. It was close to 2 in the morning the hotel while still at full throttle was now at a much more subdued pace.
"Thank you Quinn, Leroy and I haven't been so entertained since Rachel's last opening night." Hiram smiled over them as he held the doors of the glass elevator open for them.
"That is so true!" Leroy agreed tilting to the side a little, much like his daughter. It appeared neither one of them where much of a drinker.
"And I want to take you for such a wonderful day in its self. I forget what it was like to be a family. Thank you so much for reminding me." Quinn smiled over at them pulling Rachel further into her side to keep the girl steady.
"Any time. " Hiram laughed, as Leroy tilted forward and Hiram reached to grab him. "Lord you'd think a grown man would be able to handle a few drinks." he laughed again when his husband tried and failed to swat him. As they left the elevator and headed down the hall to their suite.
"I'm tired!" Rachel whined when they came to their door. She leaned heavily onto Quinn as Quinn opened the door. "Come on Quinn bedtime. Night dad night daddy love you!" she stumbled to the point that Quinn giggled and bent down and picked her up and carried her the rest of the way to their room. "Oh Bunny! My Hero!" Rachel cheered as she was carried off. Rachel smiled when Quinn sat her on the bed and tugged off her shoes. Rachel quickly wiggled out of her clothes and laid back onto the bed. She watched Quinn with heavy lust filled eyes as Quinn also shucked off her clothing leaving them only in their matching sets of lingerie. "Quinn come to bed."
"I think maybe we should but on some pajamas." Quinn muttered.
"Quinn I am too drunk to take advantage of you. I want to go to bed and I want you in bed when I close my eyes. Please get in bed, screw the pajamas." Rachel demanded the only thing missing was the stomp of the foot, but she was in bed so she pounded the bed with a fist instead.
Quinn smirked and went around the bed and climbed under the covers smiling when Rachel rolled over (and I mean two full body rolls over) to where Quinn laid on her side of the bed, biting her lips not to laugh at the cute drunken mess of Rachel. Rachel signed in content and laid her head on Quinn as she intertwined their legs. Quinn kissed her forehead and brushed the brunettes hair out of both of their faces. "much better." Rachel mumbled before she fell fast asleep, with Quinn not far behind her.
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Rachel woke up the following morning groggy and crabby. Why do I drink! she thought to herself. She laid in bed alone and she was annoyed about that as well. "Bunny?" she called out, regretting in instantly. Idiot! she berated herself tossing back the covers and heading to the bathroom, where there was a note from Quinn taped to the mirror.
Good morning Kitten,
I headed off for a run I should be back in an hour I left at 8, you are probably reading this at 8:30, so I will see you in a half hour. Order us some breakfast will you? Bunny Xo Xo
Rachel pursed her lips and jumped into the shower. Since when does Quinn run? She had told Rachel that she wasn't much into the athletic scene since leaving the watchful eye of Sue Sylvester. Grumbling to herself about being alone, and being hung over again she quickly showered and then dressed and ordered breakfast for all of them as instructed. She smiled at her Daddy who looked to be suffering the same type of affliction. "Did you drink too much too?" he asked in a whisper.
"Yes." she smiled and handed him the bottle of pills that she had in her pocket, prepared to take more if her head didn't stop pounding in the next 15 minutes.
"Bless you child." he whispered and took the pill straight without anything to wash them down with. "Yuck they taste gross."
"You forgot the water." Hiram scolded as he left the bedroom, eyeing both members of his family as if they were patients.
"Don't you Patch Adams me Hiram! This is all your fault. If you hadn't been so damn charming I wouldn't have drank so much."
"Is that so." the doctor chuckled under his breath. "Where is Quinn?" he asked sitting down of the sofa facing them both,
"According to her note she is out on a run." Rachel raised a brow in mock disbelieve. Rachel crossed her arms about her chest further expressing her disbelieve in the matter.
"I see." Hiram said to on one in particular, again hiding his laughter.
"I see? What exactly does that mean?" Rachel demanded getting to her feet. Tapping her foot and glaring over at her father.
"Noting dear. I should order some food. You know how crabby Daddy can be when he is hungry." Hiram said in defense.
"I ordered food already it is on its way up." Rachel muttered and sat back down. Missing the look that her fathers shared. Hiram jumped up when there was a knock on the door and let the older man carrying the food into the room, he left the cart at the table as Hiram requested and quickly left the room. "Quinn said she would be back soon." she said right before they all turned to watch Quinn enter the room, flush head to toe and in running attire. "Speak of the devil."
"Good morning. I see the food is here. Be back in five." Quinn winked at Rachel and disappeared into their room.
Rachel annoyed that she wanted to be mad at Quinn, but wasn't able to after that wink headed over to the table, rolling her eyes. Stupid Pinks! "Lets sit down and wait for Quinn." She poured the coffee into the cups for everyone. Quinn came back out right on time again and though Rachel loved that normally, somehow that just pissed her off and she wanted to smush a muffin butter side down into Quinn's smiling face. What is wrong with you! she questioned her self thinking this had to be the worse case of pinks she had ever had. Completely annoyed with herself she sat down next to Quinn and pushed her food around after eating a few bites of her fruit.
"Are you ok?" Quinn asked softly, brushing their hands together. Smiling when Rachel's eyes jumped up to look deeply into hers. Rachel nodded and smiled, holding onto Quinn's hand a sense of relieve overflowing into her. "What are the plans today?" Rachel shrugged never taking her eyes off Quinn." Leroy you still love to Golf don't you? We can all play, I think there is a country club here somewhere. Rachel saw both her parents perk up, she played but she wasn't a golf enthusiast that her fathers where.
"Do you play Quinn?" Leroy asked impressed with the idea.
"Yes I have many clients that like to discuss details over a game of golf. So it was prudent to learn. How about you Rachel?"
"I'm a Berry of course I can play." she laughed as she squeezed Quinn's fingers for effect. "Sounds like another wonderful thoughtful idea." Rachel smiled and was able to finish her breakfast.
The day went off without a hitch, they played golf and had lunch at the country club. It was a simple day of fun in the sun with no pressure. They got back to the hotel, had dinner upstairs and watched a movie all four of them. All in all it was a very relaxing day.
"Ladies we are off to bed. See you in the morning, what time are we heading out tomorrow?" Leroy asked kissing the foreheads of the cuddling couple.
"I figure we should head out at 10 or so." Rachel kissed Quinn on the cheek and stood up to stretch. "I am heading to bed too." she winked at Quinn and headed to their room. Rachel felt Quinn's eyes on her as she strutted out of sight. She couldn't figure out why she was so nervous. It wasn't like Quinn and she where going to do anything no matter how sexually frustrated she was. She wasn't going to pressure Quinn into anything and she wasn't going to rush their new formed relationship. Quinn followed her a few minutes later just as Rachel was climbing into bed. Rachel watched Quinn from the glow of the bathroom light. The blonde made quick work of getting her clothes from the closet and then heading to the bathroom. Rachel let out her pent up breath. Stop making this a big deal , you peeping tom! she berated herself. Quinn turned off the light to the bathroom and headed to her side of the bed. She pulled Rachel into her arms the minute she was settled into the bed placing a kiss on the top of her head. "Good night Kitten, I'll see you in the morning."
"Good night Bunny." Rachel whispered, snuggling further into Quinn's taller frame, kissed Quinn under her chin and promptly fell into sleep.
Rachel woke, the following morning to see Quinn raised on her elbow over her watching her with a smile on her face. "Hi." Rachel whispered.
"Hi. You sing in your sleep, did you know that?" Quinn whispered in awe.
"I do not." Rachel laughed in denial.
Quinn laughed and nodded her head. "I've never heard of it…it goes like this…. We'll have early morning madness . We'll have magic in the making." Quinn sang the lyrics that Rachel had been singing stopping when Rachel's eyes went wide.
Rachel stared at her in surprise. "No one has ever told me that I sing in my sleep, that is embarrassing. I must sound offal!" Rachel placed a pillow over her head.
"Quite the opposite it was beautiful, but then I have always thought you have the most amazing voice. I have to admit I have always wanted a private concert."
"Really?" Rachel asked peaking around the pillow, When Quinn nodded Rachel smiled. "Then we will just have to make sure that happens, when I have been properly warmed up."
Quinn rolled her eyes and snagged the pillow away from Rachel. " I am sure we can find a way to warm you up." She whispered huskily leaning down and placing a soft kiss on Rachel's lips. "Sweeter lips I have never tasted." Quinn whispered against her lips Rachel whimpered.
The phone on the bedside rang. Groaning Rachel grabbed a different pillow placed it over her face and screamed. Quinn chuckled and reached for the phone. "Hello?"
"Good morning this is your wake up call." the formal voice informed her quickly. "Good morning, Horace is that you? I wasn't aware you pulled double duty." Quinn laughed when Rachel reached for the phone.
"Good morning Horace. Can you have breakfast sent up? The usual, thanks so much!" Rachel hung up the phone laid back in bed.
"Who do you think he upset to get wake up call duty?" Quinn laughed laying down next to Rachel
"Its Horace we are talking about! He probably volunteered to call and to wake me up, the misogynist." Rachel laughed.
"Better then the Sycophant twins." Quinn laughed rolling over and tickling Rachel on the sides.
"Leave Peyton and Rory alone. They are so sweet, I see a lot of potential in them." she laughed as Quinn found the curve of her hip that was the most ticklish spot on her body. "Quit it Quinn!" she demanded as she giggled unable to stop.
"Never!" Quinn grinned trying to evade the pillow that Rachel was trying to hit her with. "Stop hitting me with pillows this is a tickle fight not a pillow fight." she demanded.
"Is that written in the rule book?" Rachel demanded in-between giggles as she continued to pound Quinn with the pillow in her grasp.
"Yes on page 24, second paragraph." Quinn snagged the pillow and tossed it off the bed, then continued to tickle a now breathless defenseless diva.
"I would like to see this rule book you speak of." Rachel wrapped her legs around Quinn and quickly flipped them over so that she was on top of an unsuspecting Quinn. "You don't happen to have that on you do you Fabray?" she grabbed Quinn's wrists and pinned them to the top of the bed.
"Ahhhh mmmm no I don't seem to have it on me." Quinn grinned up at her.
"I thought not, nor am I surprised." Rachel cocked her head to the side as if in deep thought. "What shall I do about this debauchery to royalty no less. Decisions …decisions!"
"Did you just quote a Twilight movie?" Quinn demanded laughing, from the shock.
"Dork did you just out yourself as a Twilight fan?" Rachel countered causing them both to laugh hysterically. "I can't believe we are both Twihards."
Quinn snagged an hand free and pulled Rachel down for a kiss. "We can be dorks together."
"Twifans Unite!" Rachel shouted after grasping Quinn's hand and intertwining their fingers and pounding the air with them.
"Hey Twidorks breakfast is here get out of bed." Leroy called from outside their room.
Rachel's eyes went wide. "I said that pretty loud huh?" both girls erupted into hysterical laughter as they climbed out of bed.
The ride home was entertaining for all four of the passenger in Rachel's car. Leroy had begged to drive so the Berry men where occupying the front seat while Rachel and Quinn took over the back seat. The atmosphere in the car was energized and revolved around music and sports. Rachel laughed every time she would say something about basketball or baseball and Quinn would appear to be surprised that Rachel not only knew what they were talking about but had an opinion on it as well. She had dated a football player in high school and she went to a lot of games with Yarin. It shouldn't be that much of a surprise Rachel thought to herself.
When they had pulled into the garage at Remington Records that was when all hell had broken loose. Somehow someone had allowed at least 10 members of the paparazzi into the underground parking lot. Rachel never saw them until it was too late the minute they pulled in, stepped out of the car they were surrounded.
"How was your vacation!"
"What's your name Blondie?"
"What does Xiomara think !"
"Glad to be back?"
"Pose for a picture ladies!"
Rachel realized right away that she and Quinn where cut off from her fathers. Quinn attempting to protect the small diva had pulled her close to her body and was leaning over her protectively leading the way to the elevator that Rachel was telling her about. About half way there Quinn was knocked down and out by some overzealous camera toting tall man.
"Oh my God!" Rachel watched it happen in slow motion as the man hit Quinn, then Quinn surprised expression, her eyes dilated and they rolled into the back of her head, then her body went limp taking Rachel's smaller frame with her because Rachel refused to let her go and ultimately Rachel cushioned Quinn's fall and kept her head from hitting the ground too roughly. But Rachel hadn't been tall enough or strong enough to keep her from hitting her head slightly onto the concrete. "Get away from her!" she screamed loudly in her full voice when someone went to touch her while others snapped their pictures. The paparazzi quaked and stilled instantly, taking a step back and lowering their cameras. Rachel scooted further under Quinn to cradle her in her arms, feeling the tears falling down her face as she whispered softly to Quinn. She shut out everyone and rocked them both as Dr. Berry quickly looked Quinn over checking her eyes and taking her vitals.
"Move back! Move back right now!" demanded a large booming voice. The crowd spilt to allow the head of security into the fray. "Ms. Berry are you all right?"
"Yes I'm fine. We need to get her inside . Call the police I want everyone arrested they are on private property. I want who ever let them in fired. This shouldn't have happened."
"Yes Ms. Berry." he leaned down and gently took Quinn into his arms and carried her the rest of the way to the elevator, Rachel followed gripping both her fathers hands, she was aware if the security team taking the members toting camera into custody to detain them for the police, and while she was appreciative of them, she didn't acknowledge them her focus was on Quinn.
"Ms. Berry?" Craig asked when they hit the lobby.
"I'm sorry Craig. Can you take her to one of the suites on the 3rd floor? We also need one set up for my parents." Rachel snapped out of her daze she was in and quickly took control of the situation. Her purse was no where to be found, remembering that it was still in the back seat of her car.
"Rachel!" came a demanding high pitched voice from behind her. Unable to hide her shock, Rachel flipped around to stare at the tall redhead before her,
"What are you doing here?" Rachel demanded.
"I wanted to see you, I missed you."
"You did this didn't you?" Rachel narrowed her eyes and demanded coldly.
"I don't know what your talking about." she denied crossing her hands over her chest.
"I bet. I don't have time for this. Go back to your shoot." Rachel pointed to the door, when Xiomara shook her head Rachel lost it and spoke without thinking. "Get out of my fucking building!"
"Your building?" Xiomara tossed her head. "You don't own everything." she laughed haughtily.
"That may be so. But I can still have you removed from this building." Rachel announced coldly. "Now you can leave quietly or we can have security called."
Both of them stood there staring one another down. Until the redhead threw up her hands in defeat. "Fine I'll see you at home. We'll talk about the blonde then."
Rachel rolled her eyes while thinking to herself Aren't you in for a surprise when you get there material girl.
Now that the bomb otherwise know as Xiomara was gone people began to filter back into the lobby and hallways as they passed. A few came up to Rachel with concern, or looking for directions. While others where, what Burt Hummel liked to refer to 'rubber necking'.
"Someone get Yarin, tell him to get here ASAP. Someone else get Mary on the phone. Henry go up and open up a few suites on 3, we might be here for awhile until this clears up." she took a deep breath clasped both her flaking fathers hands and addressed the crowd one last time. "While I thank you all for your concern, please go back to work. We will give you updates as they happen. Thank you all." the lobby cleared quickly as the 5 of them made their way to another bay of elevators.
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Rachel sat next to Quinn's bedside watching her father as he continued to check Quinn over, mumbling medical terms under his breath to himself.
"Ms. Berry? Yarin is here shall I send him in?" Craig asked from the door.
"Yes please thank you."
"What happened?" Yarin came in demanding as he placed his messenger bag onto the sofa and clasped Rachel's hand.
"I'm not 100% sure. But Xiomara is here, and Quinn was hit in the head with a camera. She's been out for almost 30 minutes. " Rachel sighed refusing to allow the tears to form and fall.
"What a damn mess!" Yarin muttered, glancing over at the Berry men. "Hello Mr. Berries." he smirked in their direction.
"Hello Yarin nice to see you again." Leroy smiled, though it never reached his eyes as he looked between his husband and Quinn to Rachel and Yarin.
"Ok so damage control." Yarin clapped his hands and stood again, with his phone in his hands. "Ok so you have 15 people being detained for the police, who where arriving as I was. What are we doing with them"
"Pressing charges. I also want who ever let them in fired and I want charges on them for breaking their contract."
"Are you sure about that?" Yarin asked concerned, with a smile on his face.
"Positive." a resolved Rachel sat back with her arms crossed and raised a brow in his direction.
"It's about time. No more Nice Berry! Love it! We need to call Mary first this is going to a nightmare for her."
"I called her, she is on her way. We are setting up camp here until this blows over. I think you should stay here too, call Nathen."
"I think your being dramatic." Yarin scoffed.
"Maybe. But between the press, my fans and Xiomara why take any chances. Please for my peace of mind?."
"Ok." Yarin nodded and called Nathen letting him know about him sending a car for him at the end of practice tonight. "I will go make sure housekeeping has the apartment suites prepared. Anything else I can help you with ?."
"Would you get someone to bring up the bags and our purses from the car?" Rachel asked eyes still on Quinn.
"You got it." Yarin nodded, leaving much quieter then he came in.
"Rachel honey why don't you go and wash up, we can watch over her for a few minutes." Leroy came to kneel in front of his daughter, Rachel looked up at him he was holding out her purse. "When did that get here?"
"About 5 minutes ago."
"Thanks dad but I don't want to leave her. I don't care what I look like." Rachel shook her head and fished out her cell phone. She had missed a ton of calls.
"All right then how about a clean facecloth, I'll just go grab you one." she headed off into the direction of the bathroom.
An older salt and pepper haired woman, with flawless skin walked in like she owned the place chatting on her cell phone. "That is what I said Fred, don't make me angry or you won't get Rachel's first interview about this." she paused. "Much better Fred, always knew I liked you. Bye darling." she hung up and sat her slightly over weight body onto the sofa and looked squarely at Rachel. "Quite the shit storm we got here Honeybee."
"I know Mary, I know." Rachel reached over and hugged the older woman. "Have you taken your pills today?"
"Sure, lets worry about you." she smiled and patted Rachel's hand. "How are we handling this?" she took a swig of her coca cola as she watched Rachel.
"We are going to fight back for once. They hurt Quinn, if I don't nip this it could happen again or could escalate." she said as she dug around in her purse, took out a pill bottle shook out two pills and handed them to Mary with a stern look.
"You doctor kids are all the same. Take your pills, watch your diet." Mary muttered and swallowed the pill just the same with a swig of her soda
"Taking your Glucose medicine with coca cola completely defeats the purpose of taking the pill." Hiram Berry muttered in Mary's direction.
"At least I took them Patch." Mary jibbed back, with her nickname for him.
"Why do I bother." Hiram muttered once again focusing on Quinn, concerned that if she didn't wake up on her own soon they would have to move her to the hospital, but outwardly she seemed fine.
"So we're having 15 people arrested, firing an employee, hiding the blondes identity, and covering your very public breakup with Xiomara…did I miss anything?"
"No I think that sums it up." Rachel smiled weakly. "But we have been broke up for months, she's just been away for the last 8 months, which you know. What you don't know is that I sold the majority of our furniture from the 79th property so she will be pretty peeved, I have Lorne locating her an apartment to move into and …" Rachel paused to think. "That is it, except for the RI trip, but we talked about that briefly." again she tossed a weak smile in Mary's direction.
"Good thing your cute Honeybee otherwise I might have to quit!" Mary laughed. "All right lets tackle these one at a time." she pulled out a notebook and started to symbolize a plan of action.
"Listen Chica! I said I would, will you stop threatening me. If she says so I will let you….ok hold on a damn minute!" Yarin yelled at the phone.
"Rach?" he called from the door to the room.
"Yes Yarin?"
"Please make my day and tell me you don't know someone from Lima Heights-Adjacent?"
"Oh shit!" Rachel panicked looking over at Quinn laying motionless on the bed. Motioned for the phone, and tried to ignore the stares from everyone in the room. "Hello Santana." she was greeted by a slue of Spanish. Nothing that she would care to repeat EVER and she just nodded through the entire dress down. "Santana when you calm down can you pack a bag? She isn't awake yet but I am sure she would like very much to see you when she does. Yes I will take care of it just go to the airport. Yes your right all my fault, right, ok see you soon." she handed the phone to Yarin and smiled a wobbly smile. "So Yarin can you arrange a very quick non stop for two from Lima to here, a car, and another suite? Mary you might want to add Santana Lopez to our critical list, she might just kill me before this is all over."
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A/N: Lots of drama, sorry it was building and it was bound to happen. BTW Xiomara …yeah we haven't seen the last of that little fire cracker. Well please let me know what you think. I also just love Mary, we will see lots of her, she is just FUN to write
THX
Taylor
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