8/26/12 CH 11
A/N: So here comes the Quinn and Rachel melt down we all knew was coming. Rachel heads off to the airport with Emily to fly to LA. Quinn, Santana, Britt head in the same direction separately to pick up Shelby and Beth. Oh and the Decoy and Quinn meet….Will the real Quinn Fabray please stand up!
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Taylor
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Friday Morning
Quinn sat backing her chair in bewilderment. Watching Rachel as she had her manic moment with three phones, shouting over the noise, and people doing her makeup or hair to Mary and Yarin.
"Is always like this?" Quinn said to Hiram without moving her lips.
"No this is more like a last minute thing. Word has gotten out she is traveling, so now they are all bombarding her for interviews" Leroy said nonchalant as he quickly grabbed the phone Rachel tossed in his direction, writing down details to something that Quinn had no idea to. No one seemed to notice when there was a knock on the door and a petite blonde strode in, well no one other then her.
"Babs?" she called into the ciaos, with a smirk.
"Over here Em!" Rachel called back raising her arm through the crowd around her.
"Oh good hot stuff I just wanted to check in with you to see when we're leaving."
"Emily!" Hiram stood and pulled the girl into a bear hug. "How are you doing kid?"
"Good Mr. H how are you and Mr. L?" the blonde looked up and smiled genuinely at him.
"We're great other then this disaster!" Leroy came to give the small girl a hug too. "What you doing here kid?"
"I'm the decoy." Emily laughed looking over at Rachel who shot her a dirty look. "Oops I think that is a secret."
"Yeah it was kid. But I for one think Quinn is entitled to know what is going on."
"Yes, so do I." Quinn came to her feet and looked down at the little pixie. "I'm Quinn and what's the meaning of decoy you are referring to?"
"Oh hi I'm Emily, nice to meet you. I'll be hanging out with Rachel while she travels."
"Really?" Quinn placed her hands on her hip and scowled at the girl, not sure why. "And there is a need for a decoy why?"
Emily looked over at Rachel giving her slit throat look and motion. "Ah need to know status, and I wasn't privy to know." she smiled and then turned and rolled her eyes at the Berry men and then headed over to stand by Rachel. "I had no idea she was here, Damn."
"It's alright I'll kill you later." Rachel said covering the phone with her hand and slapping the girl on her shoulder. "Yes tomorrow, can't chat now. Kiss, kiss talk later." she hung up and refused to meet anyone's eyes she needed to think and think quick. "Where is Santana and Brittany?"
"Napping." Quinn said from just behind her. "Rachel can I talk to you for a moment."
Damn it! "Sure Quinn. Just let me …"
"It will be only a moment, I promise." she smiled that smile that while it melted Rachel's heart, it betrayed what was about to come out of her mouth. HBIC was in the house and Rachel was in for it.
The minute the bedroom door was closed behind Rachel Quinn rounded on her.
"Ok spill it."
"Spill what?"
"Rachel. Don't play games with me. What is going on and what's that girl doing here."
Rachel watched as Quinn's face flushed in anger. Quinn had been so calm and loving just days ago, but she could see the stress of being under the microscope getting to her.
"Emily is right she's a decoy." Rachel sighed in frustration she had wanted to protect Quinn from this. "I was trying to avoid having to involve you in this, could we pretend that you never heard what she said?"
"No."
"Quinn what I ….What I mean to say…Well what I do is none of your business." Rachel finally settled on and she could tell instantly it was the wrong thing.
"Well if that is the way you feel, so be it." Quinn nodded coldly, shut down right in front of Rachel putting up the HBIC wall, and turned to leave.
"Wait!" Rachel called after her. "That isn't what I mean, you're taking it the wrong way…I mean I am not explaining myself right. Emily is here to keep me company while I travel I'm leaving Yarin here to watch over everything. And well Decoy just means if they are watching Em and I …well they won't be hounding you, Beth, San and Britt." Rachel admitted defeated, seeing Quinn mad at her was too much.
"So once again you're making decisions to protect me without including me?" Quinn asked deceptively quietly not turning around.
"Yes." Rachel admitted.
"Well then seems I didn't miss too much this weekend, seems you still can't trust me take care of myself, or to handle the situation I put myself in."
"I put you in the current situation your in." Rachel said fiercely throwing her hands up in the air.
"No you didn't. I knew what could happen and I took the chance. Silly me I though our friendship was worth fighting for." Quinn said dejected heading to the door.
"So do I !" Rachel yelled after her. "Why do you think I'm doing what I'm doing!" she demanded pulling Quinn to a stop as her hand hit the door handle.
"How would I know you continue to keep me in the dark." Quinn said sadly looking deeply in Rachel's eyes, then turned and left.
Rachel watched her go, watched the person she knew to be her soul mate leave her behind. She knew that allowing Quinn to leave…to leave things they were, not rushing to her to tell her the truth, would drive a wedge in their relationship. But she couldn't bring herself to make light of the foreboding nightmares of paparazzi run-ins and car chases. The pain in her chest was sharp and fractured, the silent tears rolled down her face and she sat there for quite sometime before she was able to pull herself together enough to leave the room.
When she did no one made eye contact, she knew she looked like a mess. Her eyes were puffy and swollen her fresh makeup was ruined her hair was flat. No one said a word, once she was sitting back in her chair someone handed her a phone, someone started tugging on her hair again and someone was placing fresh make up on her face. But all the while other then the people talking on the phone, not a word was said to one another and no one looked Rachel directly in the eye. Either they didn't agree with her, where afraid of her, or felt sorry for her. None of these things where something that she was able to deal with so she put on her Fake Rachel Barbra Berry smile and faked it like the best of them.
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Friday Afternoon
"Are you ready to leave the flight leaves in 30 minutes." asked one of the new members of the protection detail she had as he checked over her schedule once again with his female counterpart.
"Yes Jackson, thank you." Rachel smiled up at the very tall man he was easily 6'6. His wife, Caly was barely 5'6 but Rachel had seen her take him down without a blink of an eye. They were both lethal. She turned to Yarin. "Have you gotten a hold of her?"
"I have spoken to Santana, they're fine Quinn isn't answering my calls. They' re in route to the airport to up Shelby and Beth." Yarin smiled sadly. "I will make sure everything is ok. If for any reason it isn't I will call you." Yarin shot a look at Remington's Records main protection team, they were all out of sorts that they'd not been invited to accompany Rachel to LA. "I'm more worried about these guys feelings." Half of the 12 would be staying at recording label incase they where needed here. Two where going with her parents on their trip and four where going to shadow Quinn and whoever she had with her.
"Everyone will be fine. The most important job is Quinn. That is why I need my tried and true with her, nothing against you Jackson and Caly." she said in their direction and they smiled their understanding. "Ok lets go. Em you ready?"
"Hours ago." she laughed snagging her bag off the sofa and getting to her feet.
Rachel embraced her dad's kissing each one of them and wishing them a good time and to remember to call when they could. Rachel waived goodbye and hugged everyone else in the room. Giving Yarin a special hug and a kiss under his ear. "I love you be safe and keep them safe I'm counting on you."
"Always." he whispered and patted her on her back. Rachel left the Remington Records out the front doors with Emily at her side holding hands smiling at the cameras as they flashed flanked by Caly on their left and Jackson on their right.
"Oh my god it's Emily Browning! Girls look here!" one member of the paparazzi shouted.
"Rachel, Emily how did you hide her identity from us too long." someone demanded.
"Practice!" Rachel taunted back laughing it up for the camera right before she entered the limo behind Emily, quickly followed by Caly and then Jackson jumped into the front. "Not so bad Em!"
"Nope not so bad, but when we land in LA…that is a different story. It will be out by then."
"We'll be swarmed for sure." Rachel agreed sitting back and glancing at her phone, then sent a quick text to Quinn.
Hey I'm leaving for the airport. I know you're upset w/me. But I'll miss you..call me if you can and still want to. ~ Rachel
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Quinn starred down at the text message, with mixed emotions. She wanted to respond, she wanted to so bad. But she stopped herself. Rachel needed to respect her, as her equal. Someone who could make up her own mind, and not someone who needed to be protected or worse told and fed what to do and when. She had lived with that for years, she wasn't about to go back to that.
"Are you going to answer that ?" Santana asked from across the limo seat.
"No…I don't think I am."
"I think it's a mistake." Brittany mentioned as she pushed buttons on the console. "Rachel has always been a bit of a control freak. Being a celebrity only made that worse I'm sure. Plus we are talking about Rachel for crying out loud…who put up with all of our bullshit and still stood by us when we were nothing more then a bunch of bitches." Britt admitted.
Then Britt stopped playing with the buttons and pointed at Quinn "Quinn she helped you when no one would talk to you because of the Finn/Puck/Beth debacle…and you San when you came out and we weren't together I guess you forget how much she stood by you and was there to lend a shoulder to cry on. And she has always been there for me, every up and down since grade school. So if anyone would like my opinion." she paused.
Looking over at the two guilty faces in front of her. "It's in Rachel's DNA to be compassionate, loving and protecting….I think maybe people should stop seeing that as a bad thing, and see what a blessing it is." she put her hand up when Quinn and Santana started to defend themselves. "Yes she is a pain in the ass, and we don't always appreciate someone so domineering…but I can remember a time when all I wanted was someone to care enough to put my needs or wants first, or who was willing enough to care." Brittany finished, and silent flooded the Limo other then the noise of the sun roof opening and shutting as Britt began to play with the buttons again.
"Fuck! Send her the damn text." Santana muttered and pulled out her own phone.
"What are you doing?" Quinn queried.
"Sending the damn midget a thank you text, what else." Santana said disgusted.
Thanks for all that you did for me back in HS when I was a bitch, I have Britt now because of that ~ S. Lopez
"You're so whipped." Quinn laughed while she starred at her own phone at a loss.
"Maybe….but I'm happy. Which is more then I can say for you. Send the damn text." Santana said forcefully.
K. Be safe. Sorry I wasn't there to say good bye. I'll call you later, we'll talk then. I'll miss you too ~QF
"Better?" Britt asked smiling over at her.
"Actually yes I do feel a little better." Quinn admitted, sitting up straighter in the seat now seeing the airport coming into view.
"Good I'm glad I would hate for Rachel to ruin Beth's visit." Brittany muttered.
"Hey it isn't Rachel's fault I'm out of sorts." Quinn quickly defended Rachel.
"I know." Britt smiled. "I'm just glad you know too." she laughed out right when Santana giggled.
"Gotcha good!" Santana laughed glad that it wasn't her on the end of the stick that Britt was stabbing, and it usually was.
"If you're so smart . Why don't you tell me why I'm really angry then."
"I can't do that. It wouldn't be right and it would ruin my bet with Santana."
"You guys are betting over me again?" Quinn demanded, "You promised not to do that again after the Beth 25 pound baby bullshit."
"Well it is what it is." Santana deflected looking outside the tinted limo.
"Yeah and what is it is isn't fair!"
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Rachel sat in the plane next to Emily chatting about celebrity gossip. Emily was trying to keep Rachel's mind off the Quinn disaster. Jackson and Caly were in the row across from them. Caly wasn't much of a flyer from the looks of it, and Jackson was quietly chuckling. It seems that though they had been married for years, and Caly ran shit because Jackson did as she said in that smitten I am so in love with my wife, I would walk on hot coals, if she but asked. It seemed that Caly was very competent, competitive and tough. So this not liking to fly weakness probably irritated her to no end. Which made her husband laugh at the proof that his wife was indeed human after all!
"Caly. I hear that you and Jackson met because he was assigned to be your body guard?" Emily asked leaning over in her seat to look at her directly in the eye.
"Oh!" she laughed. "Yes Alex was assigned to protect me after my father received a kidnapping threat when I was 15." she shot Jackson a devilish grin. "Poor guy had no idea what hit him."
"Oh I knew what hit me this auburn hair , violet eyed 15 year old trapped in a woman's body who was hell bent in making my life a living hell." he laughed. "Emily you should have seen the things she would wear around the house…or what she would get into. I can't even begin to tell you the mess she created the time she thought she would run away in search of her missing twin."
"Missing twin?" Rachel leaned over too. "I need details."
"it's a long story, but Camy was taken at birth. My parents where told that she was still born." Caly shrugged her shoulders. "We never knew to look for her, but then I kind stumbled over seeing her picture on the web in some little town in CT. I tried to tell my parents, who had never told me about having a twin to begin with they told me that is wasn't possible. I tried to get Jackson here to go with me." she shot him a dirty look. "But I was 17 and she was too busy trying to ignore me then to listen to me."
"You were throwing yourself at me in bikinis …I was 22 at the time" Jackson laughed.
"I knew you where my soul mate even then. I was just trying to get you on the same page as me." Caly laughed. "Long story short. I ran away looking for Cam, I got a job at a small book store, and stalked my own twin until I could convince her she was Camy DuPont joint heir to the DuPont Fortune."
"Your that Caly DuPont?" Rachel demanded with a giggle. "I heard about you shit half of New York has heard about you. Why are you a body guard?"
Caly and Jackson smiled at one another. "We wanted to be together. My parents as much as they love me and love Jackson. They thought I was too young to get married, and that well I wasn't really in love with Jackson just infatuated. They didn't approve of the marriage but we did it anyway. We both love this line of work, Jackson taught me everything I know …and had since I was 15 so that I could defend myself. My parent came around about 3 years ago. But where happy we have tons of money, and don't need theirs. So we're a family again but we won't take their money. It infuriates my father." she laughed/
"Which is the reason you do it." Jackson said sourly. Smiling over at the two ladies. "Thank you that distraction came right in time, might need your help for the landing in a few hours."
Caly looked around sheepishly. "Clever girls!"
Rachel and Emily high five'd one another and sank back in their seats. "All in a days work ,Mate." Emily laughed tossing Rachel her cell phone. "Looks like lady love sent a message."
Rachel looked down a the messages. The first one from Santana confused her, and Quinn's made her smile. Quinn wasn't writing her off completely …that was a start…not a finish
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