11/26/12 CH 16
A/N: Sorry about the long delay. My computer crashed…it was really bad. Lucky for me I had everything backed up…but still took me way too long to update and for that I am sorry.
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, I don't own the music I use. All I own is the story. Thanks ! All mistakes are also mine alone !
Enjoy & Thanks for Reading
Taylor
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Rachel cringed as her cell phone announced another text message. She was in deep shit and she knew it. She had been hiding out, in a place very few knew about and she could only hide there for so long she knew it.
Sighing she sat back in her chair. There was so much that she needed to do, but she wasn't able to concentrate. She felt horrible that she left Quinn the other night, in the stairwell, and ran off like a chicken.
She was on her last legs of her own sanity and she didn't know how much longer she would be able to deny the feelings that she had for Quinn. Ok so she had loved the blonde since high school, and would probably love her for the rest of her life. Would that kill her to really reach out and try again? Hadn't she always been the girl that had worn her heart on her sleeve? Didn't she and Quinn deserve a chance at happiness?
"Stop being a punk Berry." she told herself with a irritated scowl. With a new confidence she didn't know where it came from she smiled. Leaning over her desk she hit a button. "Yarin, can you come in here please?"
"You rang Madam Crabby Patty?"
"Yes I did." Rachel nodded to the seat in front of her . "We have a lot to do and not so much time."
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Quinn was scowling. She knew it, but she didn't care. Rachel wasn't taking her calls. Santana and Brittany where refusing to answer her questions and the lovely little memento that she had opened this morning with pictures from their trip to Rhode Island was telling a story that she surly wished she could remember. First off why had she sent herself a box with two photo albums ? Loaded with pictures of her and Rachel, her fathers all having a blast in Rhode Island?
From the pictures Quinn was astounded by the look in each of their eyes the smiles that seemed so free between them. Looking at them Quinn for once begun to understand why she had felt so out of balance. Apparently there was definitely 'something' that happened on the trip that she was clearly not remembering. "I want my damn memory back." she growled pushing the photo album away from her and pulling her laptop closer. Feeling like a moron she Googled memory loss, to see if there where anyways to jump start it.
Twenty minutes later she was still annoyed and confused as when she started. She pulled off her glasses and tossed them onto her open laptop. She pinched her nose and raked her hand threw her hair. When she had tried to pump Santana and Brittany for information it had been completely useless. Brittany instantly started spouting off about penguins, some rock, and how if she would just stop worrying about everything that her penguin would fine her. Santana had spouted off something in Spanish about red ribbons, well Quinn thinks that it was, it had been a few years since Spanish class. And well Berry was ignoring her phone calls, and her assistants as well.
Her phone rang. "Fabray." she said moving papers around on her desk.
"There is a Judy Fabray on line five." Violet said quietly. "Are you in?" Quinn instantly began to hyperventilate, the last time she had heard from her mother was when her dad was died.
"Yes, thank you Violet" Quinn muttered. "Hello mother." Quinn said when she clicked the line.
"Lu…Quinn how-w, how have you been dear?" Judy's voice sounded strained. Quinn could envision her bother leaning against the counter in the kitchen and playing with the string of pearls .
"Fine, and you?" Quinn didn't know how to respond. How does one converse with a parent that disowned her and the only time they had spoken in the last 9 years was at a funeral?
"Good darling good. Listen I wanted to make plans for the holidays. I want you to come h-home for Christmas."
"What-t….why?" Quinn fell forward in her chair. "Are you ill mother? Is there something wrong with Frannie or the children?"
"No darling, not at all. We just well with your father's passing we wanted to have all the f-family together for Christmas." Judy said charmingly.
"I don't think I can get away mother." Quinn muttered. "I am very busy with work and I have guests staying with me."
"It really would be appreciated if you could make it. Your grandparents are flying in," there was a pause. "I was under the impression that you visit the little Corcoran girl every holiday." Judy said frostily.
"Her name is Beth, mother. Yes I do normally visit her for the holidays, but I am not sure if I will be this year, as I said I have guests."
"Did you hear what I said Quinn? Your grandparents are flying in, what will it look like if your not home for the holidays." she demanded angrily.
"I imagine that it would look like you disowned me and we haven't spoke in 9 years." Quinn said coldly letting the stress that she was currently feeling seeped into voice and her better judgment escaped her.
"Lucy Quinn Fabray!" Judy lost her temper. "Well all things considered please think about it. At the very least you will be able to reconnect with your grandparents and Jackie and Johnnie"
"Yes fine mother. I'll think about it." Quinn disconnected the call and leaned back in her chair closing her eyes. "My life is just fabulous." she stood up and grabbed her coffee cup and headed to the door, to her office.
"Quinn?" Violet looked up from her desk.
"I'm going for a walk."
"I thought you might I've already cleared your schedule for the day."
"Word gets around in this small town." she smiled sadly and headed to the elevator. The door slid over and Quinn was knocked off balance by the person that stepped off the elevator and right into.
"Sorry!" the voice shot over her shoulder and headed quickly off in the other direction.
"Rachel?"
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"Sannie?" Britt called out groggily reaching for her wife. The bed was empty next to her and she frowned. She groaned as she pulled her body out of the bed in Quinn's guestroom. She followed the sound of what sounded like quiet sobbing.
She rounded the corner and found Santana sitting in the dark of the living room with the curtains drawn. "Santana what's wrong?"
"I'm sorry b-baby, I didn't mean to wake you up," Santana frowned at her wife.
"You didn't the baby was kicking me." Brittany muttered sitting next to her wife, "Please tell me what is wrong, I might not be able to fix it but talking about it will help at least."
"It's nothing. I promise," the Latina smiled sadly.
"San, come on." Brittany butted her shoulder against her wife's. "I've known you since kindergarten, I know when you're actually upset and when you're just hormonal."
"We've been on the same path for a while, huh?" Brittany smiled. "I'm glad that we have-e that we've proven our love for one another."
"Me too Sannie." Brittany pulled Santana into her arms. Smiling when Santana instinctively laid her hand on the babies one on her own baby bump and one on Brittany's.
"What if I'm not good enough Britt." Santana whispered. "What if everyone in high school was right?"
"San.. I'm not sure I kno…. Santana Maribel Lopez ! You are not seriously thinking that you would but anything but an amazing mom." Santana broke down in hysterics. "Oh Santana." Brittany pulled her wife more firmly into her arms and kissed her softly. "San your this amazing protective, caring, smart person. You have the most amazing heart, that there is no way you're not going to be the best mom and our babies are going to be so lucky to have you as a mom." Brittany wiped away her wives tears. "And when I look at you I see the real you, the one few really know and I know this is the truth." she whispered kissing the brunettes hair. "And what do you always say about what I see, know and say."
"That you're always right, because your super power is seeing the things hidden in-between." Santana smiles.
"Do you think, that knowing that, I would have children with someone that would fail?"
"No." Santana whispers.
"That's right because failure isn't and options, and that's how Sue C's it." Brittany giggled.
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Yarin marched up the stairs to Rachel's apartment and frowned. Rachel hadn't been back to the place since her trip with Quinn. There was still police tape standing on the side of the door, and the door was open. Rolling his eyes for only god knows what would greet him he walked in with cell phone ready 911 already typed out on the screen. He walked into the bottom floor and wasn't happy with what he saw.
"What are you doing here?" he demanded.
"Excuse me?"
"You heard me." he leaned against the door jam annoyed more then anything else.
"I have a legitimate reason to be here." the man said shooting a dirty look at Yarin.
"I doubt Ms. Berry will be happy when I inform her that you were riffling and snooping through her things, again."
"I'm working." he denied leafing through the box.
"For who?" Yarin laughed.
"For her fathers I am here to help her pack and move."
"Oh is that so? Have you talked to them recently then?"
"Oh yes, just this afternoon." Brody muttered as he poured through a box.
"Brody. You can't be here. You know that, I know that, the police know that. Rachel will be heartbroken if we have to have you arrested again." Yarin tried to talk to him reasonably.
"She loves me, she told me so." Brody whispered.
"It was in the script, Brody. Please don't make me do this. You have to let her go."
"I can't." he frowned. "At least she is breaking up with that model." he muttered looking at the things in the apartment.
"We're all thankful for that," Yarin agreed.
"But she moved on to Emily though huh?" Brody looked over at Yarin who just shrugged his shoulders watching the man before him. "She's better then Xiomara, and Cassandra."
"I thought you liked Cassandra July." Yarin raised a brow.
"I do, but not for Rachel.. July wasn't good enough for Rachel and she was using her for a little bit of fame."
"I wasn't around back then so I don't know." Yarin admitted.
"Well be glad you weren't July ripped her to pieces during class all day long then , was nice as pie when they where alone until she hooked my poor Rachel into that sinful abusive relationship."
"Rachel never told me that Ms. July was abusive."
Brody scoffed. "Like Rachel would." Brody snagged the picture from the wall. It was one of Rachel and the Evita cast. "I was hoping that she would come home, but she hasn't been here in weeks."
"She's moved on Brody. There are so many nice girls out there …"
"But, there's only one Rachel Berry," Brody said sadly taking the picture and leaving the apartment, picture still in hand.
Yarin shook his head and dialed another number as he watched Brody leave out the main door of the building. "We've got a problem. Brody's back, he was here on 79th. Yeah she's out an about right now, but I'll call her protection detail let them know he'll be at the tower next, right ok when are you getting back?" Yarin nodded and headed upstairs to get the few items that Rachel requested. "Ok see you then."
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"Oh Quinn I was looking for you. Are you heading out?" Rachel rushed back to Quinn's side with a smile, pulling off her sunglasses, and her hat.
"I was going for a walk." Quinn muttered with a raised brow.
"Oh … Well I can talk to you another time," Rachel smiled and headed back to the elevator. "Or we can talk on the elevator."
Quinn just nodded she was overwhelmed with the everything that was her life. She just didn't know what the hell was up and what the hell was down at this point. "Ok."
"Thanks Quinn, so I was thinking that I would like to go and look at that hardware store that you where talking about."
"You mean Restoration Hardware?" Quinn asked pushing the lobby button once the doors closed.
"Yes, You said that I would be able to locate furniture and the bathroom fixtures there right?"
"Yes. OK Can you tell me where it is ? Then I can head over that way." Rachel smiled at her tilting her head to the side and looking up at her.
"Where is Caly and Jackson?" Quinn asked leaning back against the wall of the elevator.
"I gave them the day off and I snuck out." Rachel laughed. "I'm playing hookie."
"Are you sure that is a good idea?" Quinn laughed. "Wait is that what the hat and the glasses where for?"
"Yeah no one can tell it's me." Rachel said proudly.
"I did."
"Shoot, you did huh." Rachel pouted and ruffled her hair.
"Only after you spoke though, " Quinn admitted.
Rachel grinned. "If I can fool you, I can fool anyone." Rachel leaned closer whispering "Come on Quinn escape with me."
Quinn raised a brow. "Rachel I haven't seen you in days, you haven't taken any of my calls, or my assistants… and here you show up and act like nothing happened."
"I know Quinn, and I was wrong, for everything. " Rachel nodded remorsefully. "I just was well…you know what there was no excuse for my stupidity. I understand if you don't want to continue our friendship, I can certainly see why you shouldn't." Rachel slid her dark glasses in place and hat back on her head. "We can continue this project cordially, if you can please give me the address to the hardware store I will be on my way."
"Now I'm the bad guy?" Quinn demanded.
"No of course not. I am this is my fault and I will face the consequences of my actions." Rachel denied.
"Are you crying?" Quinn demanded, tore with her irritation andconcern.
"No." Rachel lied turning her face from Quinn and waiting for the door to open.
"Please don't cry." Quinn whispered, closing her eyes and knocking her head against the back of the elevator.
"I'm not Quinn, I promise." Rachel wiped at the tears on her face with her head turned away and then turned back plastering a smile on her face, as she lifted her glasses to show Quinn that there was no tears. "If the store is in the city I can just Google it."
"Rachel."
"Quinn I'm fine please, never mind my foolishness. I'll see you around Fabray." The door slid open and Rachel headed out quickly trying to get lost in the busy lobby.
"Damn it Berry!" Quinn growled followed her out of the lobby only catching up with her when she was waiting for the train, the little midget was quick. "Berry….." breath " you need…." breath "to stop running away from me and our issues." she finished leaning against the brick subway post. "I'm not in shape enough to chase you properly."
"I'm sorry I thought that we had finished our conversation." Rachel said calmly avoiding looking at her and staring at the tile across from her.
"Well I wasn't as usual you didn't allow me to talk." Quinn muttered. The blonde ignored the people that where around them and pulled Rachel into her arms. "I'm going with you where going to get this shopping done and then we are going to talk, and your sticking to me like glue until this shopping fiasco is over." Quinn kissed the top of Rachel's head and not able to avoid the grin that snuck up on her when Rachel wrapped her arms around her.
"Ok." Rachel whispered against Quinn's neck. "But I don't think shopping with me is such a chore."
"We shall see, you're going to fall in love with this place and where going to be there for hours," Quinn promised with a grimace, then intertwined their fingers.
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Six hours later Rachel was grinning for ear to ear and clinging to Quinn as they left the large multi storied glass building that was Restoration Hardware. "You where right I love this place."
"I knew you would." Quinn smiled down at the diva. "I think you made Victor a very happy man."
"They work on commission don't they?" Rachel pouted. "Well that explains why he was so nice," she shrugged her shoulders.
"Rachel, seriously?" Quinn chuckled. "That is a very high brow store, the rich and their offspring are their only clientele. I don't think he was happy because of his commission." Rachel cocked her head to the side and frowned. "Victor was very happy to spend six hours with the powerhouse better known as Rachel Berry, and to realize that she is just as sweet and kind as she is said to be."
Rachel blinked and slowly a smile pulled at her lips. "You really think so Fabray? I mean I have been called a diva for years."
"You will always be the Diva Berry, but you'll always be who you really are to me." Quinn whispered then kissed the diva on the lips softly. "Why is it that I have the urge to kiss you all the time?"
"Quinn…we're in the….middl-lllllhhargmmmm." Rachel wrapped her arms around Quinn and melted into the kiss, when Quinn interrupted her.
"Hot!" someone yelled in the distance and frowning Quinn pulled away , the noise of the people and the traffic floating back into focus. Quinn tucked Rachel under her arm after adjusting Rachel's hat and glasses.
"This isn't the place for this, sorry. Will you have dinner with me?" Quinn asked as they headed back to the subway.
"That would be lovely." Rachel smiled, then frowned. "Where though?"
"How about my place, Britt and San are there but at least it's only them, they are the lesser of two evils."
"Who ever thought that Santana Lopez would be the lesser of two evils?" Rachel laughed as they stepped off the last step and waited for the train.
"Who knew?" Quinn laughed. She fished out her phone from her jacket. "Let me just call them and let them know we are on our way."
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"That sounds great Q, I'll tell Sannie when she gets out of the bathroom and we'll start dinner. Tell Rachie I said hi and we're so excited to see her." Britt hung up the phone and looked around the house. "Crap-o-nella" she waddled down the hall. "San, Quinn is on her way home and she is brining Rachel, This place needs a quick makeover or Rachel is going to know the whole Quinn has been living in for the last few years."
"You had me at Rachel babe. You sit down and tell me what you want done." Santana smiled and kissed the blonde.
"Lets start with the drapes, open them up. Then we can work on moving the sofa so it isn't cutting the room in half. " Brittany smiled at her wife. "I saw some pictures in the boxes in our closet I'm going to go grab them."
"Ok sounds good, we should also bring out that artwork that we found in the hall closet too." Santana called out. "But they are heavy and I will get them."
"K." Britt shouted back. "Crap I need to call that grocery store and see what they have that is vegan, to have it delivered, so that we can make Rachel dinner." she muttered to herself while shifting through the boxes.
"Your so smart and thoughtful baby." Santana whispered from the doorway of their room.
"We have to make this work, Q needs Rachie and Rachie needs Q. So we have to help. We're like pregnant cupids."
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Quinn opened the door of the cab and stepped out helping Rachel out as well. She blushed when Rachel smiled and thanked her. She paid the cab driver and they walked the one block to her house. "Rachel are you sure this is necessary?"
"I'm not sure I don't think the cab driver recognized me, but I rather be safe then sorry." Rachel shifted her bag higher onto her shoulders.
"Why does that look so heavy?" Quinn questioned tucking the shorter girl back into her body as they walked.
"I have the drapery samples and a few catalogs in there." Rachel shrugged as they walked.
"The RH catalogs? They are like 5 pounds a piece Rachel!" Quinn groaned, trying to take the bag from her.
"I know but I wanted to look at them." Rachel giggled, slapping at her hands. "We where in that store too long, any longer I would have been cross-eyed, you would be annoyed with me and Victor would have had to kick us out because I was monopolizing his time."
"Please let me carry your bag, it looks very heavy."
"You want to carry my book Quinn, that is so sweet of you." Rachel teased as they came to a stop outside a two story brick house.
"Very funny Berry." Quinn looked up and frowned at her house. She couldn't remember the last time the curtains had been opened. "Come on here we are."
"Quinn you have a house." Rachel said smiling. "I would have seen you as more of an apartment living kind of girl."
"Well surprise." Quinn smiled and walked up the steps of the porch to the door, opening it for Rachel. "Welcome to my pace."
"Thank you." Rachel walked in and was greeted with the sounds of music and soft far off laughter.
"Your welcome, San Britt …we're here." Quinn took Rachel's hat and her jacket and hung them in the closet with her own. Smiling when Brittany waddled into view.
"Hi guys!" she hugged Rachel and kissed Quinn on the cheek.
"Wow Britt, you look different." Rachel said smiling looking at her. "Oh I know the baby dropped. You're carrying lower! Oh this is so exciting! Have you seen a doctor here? We should call your parents and book them a flight soon, it could be any day now. When is your exact due date?"
"October 5th." Brittany giggled at the look on Rachel's face. "We're ok, calm down."
"Oh sweet Barbra!" Rachel sighed and dramatically let out a breath in frustration. When Santana came around the corner she went right up to her. "I can not believe that you let me put her on a plane she is due in less then two weeks!" she poked Santana in the chest. "Tienes suerte de que estás embarazada también satanás!"
"Shut it Berry." Santana shot back and cuddled her wife. "Brittany no es uno que se detuvo y lo sabes. ¿No recuerdas la escuela secundaria? Intenta decirle que no ".
Quinn hid a laugh and guided a still furious Rachel down into her newly arranged living room. She raised and eye brow and looked around, not bad. "Ladies, Ladies we're starving something smells delicious… shall we eat?"
"Oh yeah San and I made Vegan Sheppard's Pie!" Brittany shouted in glee and waddled into the kitchen. "San googled vegan recipies online."
"That was very thoughtful of you Santana." Rachel sighed. "Thank you." she followed Brittany into what she assumed was a kitchen or dining room.
Santana hands on hips just gave Quinn a frosted look. "Handel your woman or Snix will."
Quinn smiled. "I think I just might." and leaving a stunned Santana in the room as she followed the other two women into her kitchen.
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A/N: So I am leaving this chapter here. I know, know. Calm down I promise there will be an update later this week, but the rest of the night is going to be… interesting and ah…shall we say involved and I didn't want to tease you with leaving you in the middle of …. Something *grins*
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