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Chapter 21:

It was odd but strangely familiar and comfortable to be laying in her bed with Santana on one side of her and Brittany on the other. "You know One Tree Hill was flipping awesome but it seriously lacked a good lesbian couple." Santana remarked as they watched Haley and Nathan renew their wedding vows. "Like seriously with all her guy trouble you'd of thought Brooke would have realized that girls are so much less demanding."

"Britt is Santana less demanding than a guy"

Brittany smirked, "No."

"Hey.!" A pillow flew across Quinn's body and smacked the other blonde. Quinn couldn't help but laugh. It felt good to be relaxing like a normal teenager for once. She wasn't worrying about her father getting mad, or Judy getting fed up with her and sending her packing, or of the baby that was currently growing in her womb. No she was just chilling on her bed with her new friends watching reruns of One Tree Hill on Soap Net.

"What are you laughing at Tubbers, you are way more high maintenance than me."

Santana remarked. Quinn could tell by the joking twinkle in her eyes that the Latina was joking. They had yet to talk about he pregnancy, but Quinn was okay with that, grateful even. Sure Santana was calling her every pregnancy name in the book, she was a lot like Brooke on OTH that way, but they were never mean spirited.

"I never claimed to be."

"Whatever, so what are you plans for winter break?" Santana rolled over to look at Quinn, who just shrugged in response.

"Pucks having a party tomorrow, you should come with us." Brittany was up and clapping now.

"I don't know, parties aren't really my thing, and like the whole school knows about me now so…"

"Screw them. Come on Q, it'll be a blast and you can be our DD."

Quinn shook her head, "Oh I see how it is now, you only want me because my pregnant ass can't drink so I can be your chauffer."

Santana flopped back down as the next episode began, "Pretty much, but I guess your cool too."

Quinn rolled her eyes, yes it was nice to just be a normal teenage for a little while.

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The music was loud, pumping through the small one story ranch style home. Puck obviously lived in a different part of town from Rachel, the neighborhood was a little run down, but noting about it screamed hood, rather it was the home of many hard working blue color families. Quinn's father had often put these people down, anyone who wasn't in the upper class to him was pathetic, especially Latino's, Jews, and Blacks. Quinn had once pointed out that technically her father was upper middle class, which had ended with her being in the closet for two weeks after a severe beating. She'd learned a valuable lesson that day, one don't ever make a comment about the Fabray's being average, and two in the summer her father could keep her in the closet for as long as he wanted, no school meant no one would notice her absence.

"This is so cool." Rachel remarked from next to her and Quinn could see Santana roll her eyes. Yes Rachel had come along much to Santana's dismay. It had been inevitable. As soon as Quinn had mentioned she was going to a party, Judy had asked if she was taking Rachel. Quinn had responded that she didn't know if the brunette Goddaughter was going. Judy had forced Quinn to ask. The next thing Quinn knew Rachel was in the passenger seat next to her and Santana was mumbling in the back.

"Whatever dwarf, go off and find your loser friends." Quinn saw Rachel look down at Santana's jab and sighed. Judy would never forgive her if she didn't stand up for the secret spilling diva.

"San, stop be nice."

Santana shrugged, "That was me being nice."

"I somehow believe that. Come on lets go. Rachel have fun."

An hour later Rachel was having fun, at least it looked like it as the girl was currently on the couch, drink in hand, laughing with Kurt and Mercedes. Santana and Brittany were holding audience in the living room as the drunkenly danced around each other. Finn was playing beer pong with Sam. Everyone was having a blast, well everyone but Quinn. Even when she had been able to drink at these things, parties hadn't been her favorite thing. She didn't like to drink, for obvious reasons, so one was her max usually, unless you count the night she got knocked up, but that was different. Normally though she had a little more fun than this. Of course at her old school she'd been on top so people came to her, talked to her, tried to get her attention. Now though she was the Cheerio's student coach, which should put her on the top of the McKinley social hierarchy, she was still a stranger, an pregnant stranger now. She saw the looks the other students were giving her, none knowing if they should talk to her because of her place on the cheer squad or shun her as a social pariah. Quinn for her part showed no emotion, she did not smile at these people nor did she scowl. Instead she sat on the Lazy Boy in the corner and observed. Santana and Brittany had come over a couple of times, but the more drunk they got the more lost in their own little world they became. It was obvious to Quinn that the two were in love, their were practically little rainbows shooting out from them, but it was clear no one else noticed, as boy after boy tried to break into the private dance party only to be chucked to the side moments later.

"You know, just because you're preggers doesn't mean you get to sit in my chair."

Startled Quinn turned to see Puck hovering over her. The stench of beer and pot oozed from him. His eyes were trying desperately to focus on her but would skip away as soon as they locked on their target.

"I didn't realize there was assigned seating."

"You're new so its cool, I forgive you." He shrugged.

"Oh well thanks for forgiving me so easily your royal highness." She stressed the 'high'.

Standing she removed herself from the chair and his presence. Drunk football jock were her least favorite people, well right behind drunk bigoted fathers.

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The banging of the front door and the giggling alerted Judy to Quinn's return. It was 12:00 a half hour after curfew and Judy was seething. She thought she'd been generous, allowing Quinn to be out so late, but it was winter break and Quinn had had a hard week. She thought a night out with friends would be a good thing for her broody daughter. Clearly that had been a mistake.

"Thaaat was the greatest partyyyyy ever." Rachel's slurred speech reached Judy's ears and her temper boiled. Rachel was drunk. It was Rachel's first party and she was drunk. Was Quinn drunk?

"Shhh Rachel, our parents are probably at your house. Now be quiet. We have to get to bed before they notice you're drunk." Quinn whispered firmly. Okay so Quinn wasn't drunk but she was trying to sneak a drunk Rachel in.

Judy stood in the hallway waiting for the two to appear. As the did she saw Quinn's eyes grow larger in shock. "Judy."

"Quinn." She stared at her daughter. Quinn glanced at Rachel and then back to Judy.

"Um, I should take her to bed."

"Her house is next door." Judy pointed out, her eyes narrowing.

"Uh yeah, I know, umm I was,"

Judy took a step forward and had she not been so furious she might of noticed Quinn's flinch, but she didn't. Instead she planted herself in front of the two girls, her hand on her hips.

"Udy I had fum." Rachel smiled lazily.

"Clearly." Judy shook her head and than looked at her daughter who was completely straight faced. "Quinn how could you?"

"How could I what?" She shifted her weight and heaved Rachel up a little so that Rachel was leaning more against her.

"Seriously? First you are a half hour late for curfew."

"I had to wait for San and Britt to take them home. I couldn't leave them there drunk."

"Drunk." Judy threw her hands up in exasperation, "That is the other thing, you went to a drinking party."

" I didn't know there would be alcohol there."

"Don't lie to me. You knew. And thirdly you let Rachel drink."

Quinn stepped back her jaw dropped for a moment then she straightened up her shoulder squared and her face set. Judy missed all of this. She was to angry, to worried. "What?"

"It was her first party and you let her drink. How could you do that, anything could have happened to her". Judy yelled.

Quinn opened her mouth to respond but shut it quickly than spoke again, "Yes of course, it's all about Rachel. I'm sorry that I let her drink, she was my responsibility." She took another step back and began to turn with Rachel, who was now nearly unconscious. "I'll take her to bed."

"No." Judy ordered, again missing Quinn's flinch, "you go to bed, I will take her, and you are to stay in your room until I say you can come out."

Quinn nodded as she handed Rachel over to Judy. Struggling to get a hold of the dead weight Rachel Judy once again missed a crucial part of the puzzle that was her daughter, for as Quinn disappeared she whispered, "at least it isn't a closet."

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Judy carried Rachel into the living room where Leroy and Hiram were waiting up. Both men jumped up as they saw the two women. "Judy what happened?"

"The party Quinn took her too was a drinking party. Rachel got drunk."

"What?" Both men questioned.

"Rachel is drunk. I am sorry Leroy and Hiram. Quinn should never have gone to that party let alone take Rachel and let her drink."

Leroy glanced at Hiram who nodded and walked over lifting the now sleeping Rachel from her arms. He swiftly left. At this time Leroy turned his attention to Judy, "What are you apologizing for?"

"For Quinn and her terrible judgment and for letting Rachel drink."

"Judy it is not Quinn's job to take care of Rachel. Rachel made the decision to drink, not Quinn."

Judy shook her head, "It was Rachel's first party like that, Quinn should have watched her closer, taken care of her."

"Why? And how could Quinn know it was Rachel's first party? They've only known each other a few weeks."

Judy went to reply but was stopped by Leroy. "This is not Quinn's fault. Judy she is a teenager as is Rachel, and they make there own decisions. Rachel could have decided not to drink tonight, it was her choice not Quinn's. The only thing Quinn has done wrong tonight was break curfew. Which I am guessing might not have been broken it my daughter hadn't been so intoxicated."

Judy swallowed, she knew Leroy was right, Rachel could make her own choices. She'd just been so worried and than to see Quinn dragging in a nearly passed out Rachel, it was a shock. She knew teenagers drank at parties, particularly Puck's parties, but she hadn't thought Quinn would be apart of that seen. So often Quinn was still a sweet little six year old to Judy. She forgot sometimes that ten years had passed since she had been Quinn's parent. When Frannie had come home drunk from her first party she had been fifteen. Russell had been away on a trip, he usually was when Frannie made a mistake, and Judy had grounded her for the week. Quinn was sixteen and she hadn't been drinking, of course that was likely due to her condition. She had though made sure her friends had gotten home safely and she had tried to protect Rachel, by sneaking her in the house. Though that was wrong, it was something friends, sisters did for one another. Judy palmed her face "Crap."

Leroy rested a hand on her shoulder, "what did you do?"

Judy looked up tears in her eyes, "I yelled at Quinn, blamed her for Rachel's condition."

"You'd best go fix this Judy." Judy didn't respond instead she rushed back to Quinn. When she knocked on the door there was no answer. Cracking the door open she saw Quinn was asleep on her bed. Her pajamas had ridden up and Judy could see the swell in Quinn's stomach. Judy leaned against the doorframe, she had messed up but she didn't know what to do. Should she wake Quinn and apologize or wait for the morning. Something told her that waiting for the morning was a bad idea. So she walked over to the bed and gently shook Quinn's shoulder.

"Don't!" Quinn yelled and shot up and away from Judy panting.

"Quinn I am sorry I didn't mean to startle you." Quinn looked around the room her breathing heavy. Judy wanted to try and calm her but she didn't think touch Quinn right now was a good idea. "I wanted to apologize."

This brought Quinn's attention back to her, "Apologize?"

"Yes, it wasn't fair of me to blame you for Rachel drinking. Rachel is old enough to make her own choices. I am sorry. I was just worried about you when you were late for curfew and than when I saw her drunk I freaked."

"Oh." Quinn looked down and away.

"Quinn please look at me, I am sorry."

"Okay."

"But I am still upset. You did break curfew and went to a party were there was alcohol and likely not a parent, as I know Mrs. Puckerman and she would never let her son through a party with drinking. So for the rest of the week you are grounded. That means no phone, computer, TV, or going out with your friends. Do you understand?"

"Sure. Can I go to bed now." Quinn was already laying down and rolling away from Judy as she spoke.

"yes. Good night. I love you." She went to kiss Quinn's head but Quinn turned away more. It hurt, but Quinn had a right to be upset, Judy had blamed Quinn for something that wasn't her fault. Closing the door Judy hoped tomorrow would be better.

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