A/N: New chapter! This one is the opposite of the last, it is darker and heavier. I hope you like it. It was tough chapter to write but I feel it was needed. Quinn needs to start healing and that means facing some tough truths. TRIGGER warnings mentions of consensual sex. Disclaimer: I do not own GLEE or any of its characters. Glee belongs to it's creators and FOX.

Ch. 29

The kitchen was filled with aroma's of cooking food. There was chicken, grilled vegetables, vegan lasagna, garlic bread, and salad all nearly ready for dinner. Judy had seized the Berry's kitchen in order to host the dinner that would begin shortly. Tonight Judy had finally taken some innovative to get to know the families of the children who were becoming an important part of her daughters life so she'd invited Maribel, Carlos, and Santana Lopez, Vivian, Thomas, and Brittany Pierce, and Debra, Noah, and Sarah Puckerman to join the Berrys, Hudsons, and herself and Quinn for dinner. Quinn had looked utterly mortified at the idea of the big gathering but Judy was insistent that she know the parents as well as the children Quinn was spending time with.

"Judy do you think you cooked enough? I mean all of this will only feed a small country." Quinn quipped from the doorway. Judy shot her daughter a glare, "Funny." Judy smiled at the small quiet chuckle that Quinn admitted. With her hand rubbing her stomach soothingly Quinn made her way over to where Judy was putting finishing touches on the cake she had made.

"You feeling alright honey?"

Quinn nodded, "She just really active right now, I think she is as nervous as I am." Judy was nearly startled as Quinn laid her head against her shoulder. It was a small intimate gesture but it meant everything to Judy, considering how distant Quinn could be Judy had learned to cherish the moments where her daughter was comfortable enough to show her vulnerability and seek physical comfort from and connection to Judy.

"Why are you nervous?"

"You do realize this is the first time I will be meeting my friends parents." Quinn sighed, "We haven't actually hung out at any of there houses before and well I don't…I mean they haven…t" Quinn trailed off her eyes dropping to her bulging belly. Judy wrapped her arm around Quinn's shoulders and kissed the top of her head. "You have nothing to be nervous about or ashamed of honey."

Quinn stepped back and shook her head, "I'm sixteen and pregnant, I don't think San, B, and Noah's parents are going to think I am a good influence on their children. I am sure to them I just another teen slut who couldn't keep her legs together."

Judy bit her lip to hold in her response. She took a deep breath and calmed herself down. Bending slightly she looked Quinn in the eyes as her hands went to Quinn's shoulders, holding them tightly, "Lucy Quinn Fabray I never ever want to hear you talk about yourself is such a way ever again. You are not slut. You are a wonderful, loving, caring, smart, determined and brave young woman. You are a great influence on your friends because you show them to never give up, you show them that they can still succeed even when things are difficult. I don't know them very well but I am sure that Mr. and Mrs. Lopez and Mr. and Mrs. Pierce, and Mrs. Puckerman are good people and they will see you for the amazing girl you are."

Quinn rubbed her eyes were tears had threatened to fall, "I really hope so, I don't want to lose anymore of my friends."

"You won't." Judy kissed Quinn's cheek and then sent her to got get changed everyone would be arriving in an hour.

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The Puckermans were the first to arrive. Debra was a tall thin woman with greying brown hair, a strong nose, and weary eyes of a single mother. Sarah was cute little eight year old, her hair Judy suspected was once blonde but was turning quickly to match the chestnut color of her mother and brother. Judy was thoroughly surprised when Noah presented her with a boqout of flowers.

"Thank you Noah they are beautiful."

"Aren't they? I was nearly shocked to death when he asked me to stop at the store to them up." Debra laughed. Judy smiled, so it had been Noah's idea not his mother. That was something to think about later.

"Quinn." Noah beamed when Quinn entered the room from the garage apartment.

"Noah." Judy watched on as her daughter hugged Noah tightly and then laughed when he picked her up and spun her around. "Stop it you dunderhead you'll make me vomit." Quinn giggled. Oh yes Judy would definitely have to watch these too. She believe her daughter when she said that Noah and her were just friends but there was something there, Judy could just tell.

Judy watched as her very nervous daughter was led back over to them. "Quinn this is my Mom and this is my little sister Sarah. Mom, Sarah this is Quinn." Quinn stepped up and offered her hand to Debra, "Nice to meet you Mrs. Puckerman."

"The pleasure is mine Quinn. My son has not stopped talking about you since he came home and told me this tiny blonde girl stood up to Marsha at lunch." Judy saw a crimson blush rise in Quinn's cheeks.

"Oh well that, I just, she can't tell people were to sit." Quinn fumbled. Judy tried hard not to laugh. She'd never seen her cool and collected daughter so out of her element.

"That she doesn't, I am glad someone finally stood up to her. Now tell me how did you get my son so excited about reading?"

Judy smirked as Quinn was led away by Debra with an embarrassed Noah and snickering Sarah following. Judy was going to join when the doorbell rang. Opening it she saw Santana and Brittany with their parents behind them. "What up Mrs. F?" Santana asked as she strolled into the house just as she had back at Christmas.

"Santana Maria Lopez you will be respectful." Maribel Lopez chide her daughter as she stepped in the house.

"Sorry Mami. How are you Mrs. Fabray?" Santana asked politely. It was hilarious for Judy to see the tough and sarcastic girl obey her mother so quickly.

"I am well Santana, thank you for asking and you may use Mrs. F. I actually have become quite found of it."

"Cool." Santana replied with a triumphant look at her mother, "Come on B lets go find Q."

"She's with Noah and the Berrys in the living room." Judy called out as Santana dragged a waving Brittany away. Turning around she faced the four parents before her, "Please come in, I am Judy Fabray and thank you for coming to dinner tonight. Our children have become fast friends and I was really looking forward to meeting you all."

"And we you I believe." Maribel responded, "I am Maribel as you know and this is my husband Carlos and if I may this is Vivian and Thomas." Maribel introduced the Pierces. Maribel was about her daughters height, 5'4" with long dark brown hair and piercing chocolate eyes and a bronze complexion. Carlos was and impressive height, perhaps 6'0" maybe 6'1". He was bald and his eyes were a lighter brown than his wives though his skin tone was a shade or two darker. Vivian Pierce had dark blue eyes, golden hair cropped to her chin. She was Judy's height 5'9" and had an ivory complexion. Her husband was the same height as she was with very light brown hair, light blue eyes, and an olive complexion. Both sets of parents were very attractive in Judy's opinion.

"If I may ask, is this not Leroy and Hiram's house?" Thomas asked as Judy led them towards the living room.

"It is. I live in the garage apartment but it wasn't nearly big enough for this get together so Lee allowed me to borrow his kitchen." Once she had introduced all the adults the door bell rung. That was obviously Carol and Finn. Judy had barely made a move to get the door when Rachel ran passed scream she had it. Judy rolled her eye with Leroy.

"Please excuse my daughters exuberance," Hiram explained as Rachel brought in Carol and Finn, "Finn and she just became an item and the excitement has yet to wear off."

Quinn whom was hiding amongst her friends finally stepped out when Carol arrive and introduced herself to the remaining parents. Judy noticed that the Pierces just smiled at her while the Lopez eyes lingered a little on Quinn's stomach. Judy wasn't too surprised from the little she knew of the Lopez was that they were practicing Catholics, though she didn't know how strict they were. She truly hoped that they would not judge her daughter.

Carol on the other hand pulled Quinn into a giant hug, "I can't believe this is the first I am meeting you. Your mother has talk of you nonstop since we met. Seriously Judes why are we just doing this now?"

Judy shrugged, "We are both busy and when we are free we want to spend it not with our children." Carol laughed, "True."

Judy checked her watched and saw that is was six o'clock, "Well dinner should be ready, shall we move to the dining room."

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Dinner wasn't nearly as bad as Quinn had expected it to be. Brittany's parents were hilarious and nearly as whimsical as she was. Carol was full of life and Quinn could tell why she was her mother's best female friend. Carol seemed completely non-judgmental and easy to talk too. The only people Quinn was still weary of was the Lopezes though they were very polite and participated in the conversation going around the table she could feel them eyeing her every once and a while. According to Santana her parents were strict about some aspects of their religion and leant on others. Sex was a no no though. It was ironic considering Santana had quiet the reputation around school, and unfounded reputation but a reputation at that.

"So we know that you were a cheerleader at your old school but what other clubs were you involved in Quinn?" Mr. Lopez asked curiously. Quinn whipped her mouth and sat back, "Oh I did different things, I was the president of my class, leader of my youth group at church…"

"So you're religious?" Maribel asked. Quinn couldn't tell if she was just innocently curious or she was subtle chastising her.

"Yes ma'am. I go to church every Sunday. My faith, it's very important to me." Quinn admitted. She would not shy away from her devotion to God. "The Lord has been my strength through many difficult times and I owe it to him to remain a loyal servant."

Maribel nodded, "He can be a strong source of comfort in our darkest times. My brother was killed in Vietnam when I was a young girl, if it were not for my faith I would have been lost in my grief."

"I don't get it." Rachel said.

"Get what sweet heart?" Leroy asked.

"Their devotion to God, I know the Lopez's are Catholic and Quinn's what Methodist; but…I don't know. I can't reconcile following a religion that says it's wrong for you and daddy to be in love and married." It was clear that Rachel was struggling with her words and didn't want to offend anyone so Quinn tried to control the anger that rose in her.

"You're Jewish Berry." Santana snapped, "I know you do Hanukah."

"Judaism is much more understanding of homosexuality than Christian religions San. Also Rachel and her father's aren't practicing Jewish more like holiday Jews. Sorry Hiram." Quinn said.

"It's fine Quinn, your assessment of our religious beliefs is right. It is hard to remain in any religious faith when you are gay. I try to separate what I believe in God from what is preached in churches and synagogues." Hiram revealed, "I still believe it is important that children are raised with at least awareness of faith which is what Leroy and I have done with Rachel."

"And I agree with you." Quinn said her hand going to rub he stomach, "I've struggled with my own religious beliefs many times over the years, especially on the subject of homosexuality, I've even attended other religious services to see if my personal beliefs are more matched for them. I've even considered converting to Catholicism as their God is a more merciful and forgiving one than the one I was taught of, but at the end of the day I realized most people do not believe or agree with every aspect of their own religion. We are human and we are inherently flawed. Taking that into consideration I have come to realize that the writers of the bible, the preachers, the rabbis, and the priest are all human as well and though their word comes from God as humans they are likely to interpret that word differently and unconsciously allow their own morals and values to slip into their teaching from God. Hence why we have so many different religions who believe in the same deity, God, Yahweh, Allah, it's the same Lord no matter what you call him. I take the Ten Commandments very seriously, I believe in attending church services, in asking for forgiveness and making penance for our sins, I believe in the sanctity of marriage and the union between two lovers is sacred. However when it comes to homosexuality I have come to believe that God's ultimate law applies, love. God loves us all; he made us in his likeness and image. How can the love like for example Hiram and Leroy share be wrong and a sin? I don't believe it is, nor do I believe God feels it is. That is one place my personal beliefs and morals conflict with my religion but I will not turn from my religion based on that one aspect." Quinn hadn't noticed that the others were staring at her their eyes large and in awe. Quinn blushed. She always had a tendency to ramble when she got the chance to talk about religion. Russell hadn't let her discuss it with him and her beliefs surely would have led to a beating so she kept her mouth shut. It was refreshing to be able to speak her mind without fear of the repercussions.

Carlos turned to her and eyed her a moment before speaking, Quinn felt her heart sink; "I hate to ask but Quinn you clearly are very religious and it is important to you. That leads me to wonder how a girl such as yourself ends up in such a position," his hand gesturing towards her stomach. So much for not worrying about the consequences of her rant, she'd literally walked right into that question.

"Papa." Santana yelled in shock and displeasure. Quinn didn't know what to do at first. How could she explain her situation? Did she want to? The Pierces were now looking at her with interest to her answer. Judy was glancing between herself and Carlos obviously not sure if she should jump in and save her daughter. Quinn shook her head imperceptibly to anyone but Judy. She had to do this. She wanted to keep Santana and Brittany as her friends. Mrs. Puckerman didn't seem too interested in the answer she just smiled sweetly and encouragingly at Quinn as did Mrs. Hudson. No it was the Lopez's Quinn had to answer too if she wanted to keep Santana. She wouldn't allow them to come to her own conclusion, they'd just think she was slut if she got defensive now.

Noticing a wide eyed and curious eight year old at the end of the table, next to her Noah sat he was clearly trying to remain natural. Quinn definitely didn't want him here for this conversation. She didn't know why but she felt even more ashamed having Noah hear her story. "Noah could you?" She nodded to Sarah. He looked a little crestfallen but nodded.

"Come on short cake lets go watch TV."

"But I want to stay."

"Sarah go with your brother." Mrs. Puckerman ordered. The little girl deflated and followed her big brother.

"Finn go with them." Carol ordered. Quinn was grateful, she had completely forgotten the boy was even here.

"Honey you don't have to do this." Judy said placing her hand on Quinn's.

"Yes please ignore my husband." Maribel smiled.

Quinn shook her head, "No, I…I want you to trust me but more importantly I don't want Santana, Brittany, Rachel, or even Noah to make the same mistakes as I did." Quinn stated. "I…It comes down to trusting the wrong person and not following my instincts."

She shifted and closed her eyes. He felt Judy squeeze her hand, though it was comforting right now Quinn didn't want it so she pulled her hand away and placed it on her stomach along with her other hand. She opened her eyes, "I was very upset that day, more so than I had been in a long time," there was no way she was telling them that her father had just beaten the crap out of her. "I called my best friend Paul and we met at our spot. We'd been friends for years and I trusted him completely. I was so naïve, I'd seen the changes in him, he was arrogant, mean, self-centered but he wasn't that way with me, never with me. I was inconsolable and when he handed me that first beer I should have said no, I'd never drank before but he said it would make the pain go away." Little did her audience know she wasn't just metaphorically speaking, she meant the physical pain caused from her father's fist and belt.

"So we drank a few beers and he leaned in and kissed me. I pushed him off and told him I didn't feel that way about him. He shrugged and handed me another beer. I don't know how many more we had before he kissed me a second time. I let him that time because it felt good and for a moment I felt safe. Then he tried to undue my pants and I stopped him, told him no. So he stopped and we drank so more. Then he was kissing me again and he unbuttoned my shirt, I said no again and that's when he looked at me, with so much love, or at least I thought it was love. He told me that I was so beautiful, that I was brave, that he loved me and that he just wanted to make me feel better that he wanted to show me how much I was loved." Quinn chocked back a sob. "No one had ever said such kind words to me before, no one had said they loved me since my sister died. I…in that moment I believed him, I believed he could take away all the pain. I was so drunk, I barely remember it. I'm not even sure I said yes, I just didn't stop him that fourth time he tried to undress me. I woke up the next morning in the dirt and alone. A note next to me saying he had to go home or his dad would kill him." She felt the tears trying to fall but she held them at bay. "I had been wrong that night, he didn't take the pain away, he didn't make me feel safe or loved. I only felt dirty and ashamed. I knew that if I hadn't been drinking I would never have slept with him. Hell he wouldn't have even tried. I had been waiting for marriage and he knew that, he was the only person who knew I was a virgin." She chuckled away the pain and glanced at Brittany and Santana who had red eyes, "So lesson to the story is never drink when you are upset."

Too overwhelmed to sit there under their pitying gaze Quinn stood, "Excuse me, I…I need a moment." She didn't stop as she heard Judy call her, instead she went to through the house, out the door and then into her own home and into her bedroom. Moments later the door opened and Quinn felt the bed dip, turning she saw Santana, Brittany, and Rachel smiling at her, she nodded her head and the trio joined her in bed, pulling her close and hugging her. This was the safety she'd been looking for in Paul.

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Judy stood and called after her daughter who didn't make any indication that she'd heard. Judy's heart was shattering. Quinn's story was horrific. She'd suspect Quinn hadn't been a completely willing participant in the conception of the baby, it was devastating to be proven right, to see the shame and guilt on her daughter's face.

"Papi I can't believe you." Santana screamed at her father before taking off after Quinn followed closely by Brittany and Rachel. Noah came darting from the living room and started to follow when Debra stopped him, "Noah it not the time for you go in there."

"Mom she's my friend."

"Noah she need time, you…honey she doesn't need a man with her right now." Debra said sadly. Noah's face dropped and then grew red. He glanced at his mom then towards the door to the garage, "Fine." He picked up his coat and stormed out. Finn whom had joined rushed after his friend.

"Judy, I'm so sorry." Carlos was standing. Judy could see the regret on his face. Her blood boiled. This man had forced her daughter to relive a terrible ordeal; once again a man had forced Quinn to do something she didn't want to do. Judy squeezed her eyes shut. "I think this evening is over. Your girls can stay the night, I doubt they will be going anywhere, they are rather protective of my Quinnie." She wanted to lay into the man but she held her tongue. She was displeased with him, furious even but she tried not to blame him too much, he'd been curious and was undoubtly looking out for his daughter and making sure her new friend was someone he could trust.

"Of course. I am sorry Judy and though it doesn't mean anything now, your daughter is an incredible young woman and I am happy Santana has her as a friend."

"Thank you." Judy whispered. "Leroy will see you out. Maribel, Vivian, Thomas, Debra it was a pleasure." Judy walked the kitchen, Carol right on her tail, before she could even drop one tear she was in her friends arms. She sobbed and sobbed. "It's too much, Carol, it's too much." Judy cried.

"I know honey I know."

Judy shook her head, "It just keeps getting worse, every secret is worse than the next." It was incomprehensible that her daughter had been so much in her young life. The pain and hurt was tremendous and yet Quinn wasn't bitter or mean or callous. She was distant and guarded but she was also caring, understanding, empathetic, wise, and most of all loving. Quinn had a giant heart even if it was hidden behind so many walls.

"Judes." Judy turned and saw Leroy smiling at her at the doorway. She threw herself at him, relishing in his strong protective embrace. "She never told me before, I asked and she blew it off." Judy whispered into his chest, "Why blow me off but tell a room full of strangers."

Leroy led her to the table to sit as Carol sat next to her and Hiram started some tea. "She told us why. She wanted to earn The Lopez's, Pierce's and Debra's trust. She didn't want them to see her as some loose girl who'd gotten pregnant because she wasn't safe. Friends are just as important to Quinn as family is. I don't think she could bear the thought of Santana, Brittany, or Puck being forbidden to see her because their parents had the wrong idea about who she was. Though I think the main reason was like she said, she wanted to keep Rach and her best friends from going through what she had. It is admirable that she would reveal something so personal just to keep her friends safe."

Judy nodded. Quinn was a Fabray and if anything was ingrained into the Fabray's it was image and reputation. Quinn had also proven to be very protective as she constantly helped Rachel and school and took it upon herself to make sure her drunk friends got home safe or had a safe place to stay. Quinn didn't know it but Judy knew that Quinn had brought a drunk Santana home on Valentine's Day.

"That boy, he raped her didn't he." It was a statement not a question.

"Rape laws are tricky when alcohol is involved, but from how Quinn described that night I would have to say yes, especially if he was 18, then it maybe perceived as statutory rape. I know that this doesn't help, and what Quinn went through is horrible no matter how you look at it, but Quinn doesn't seem to believe she was raped, or she won't let herself acknowledge it. It's clear she is suffering from this both mentally and physically, but she doesn't seem to be displaying the typical behaviors and fears that a rape victim exhibits."

Judy glared at him, "Your right that doesn't help. Are you seriously saying that what happened to Quinn that night isn't as bad because she doesn't think she was raped." Judy yelled at her best friend.

Leroy shook his head, "No, that's not what I am saying at all. I believe it was rape, you believe it was rape, we all do but Quinn doesn't. I am only saying this because, though Quinn could take this boy to court and maybe she should, I don't want to put her through any more emotional and psychological trauma by making her acknowledge that what Paul did was rape. Quinn thinks she consented and maybe she did no matter how coerced we know that consent was."

Carol rubbed Judy's arm, "Leroy maybe right here. Though I hate to say it, maybe it is better to let this go at least for now. Quinn knows Paul was wrong, but it seems she will never admit that what he did was rape. Why fight a losing battle."

Judy stood up and stared at her friends in disbelieve, "Because she blames herself. Quinn thinks she was in the wrong, she wasn't that boy raped her. She needs to know that none of this is her fault. He pushed her and pushed her until she gave in, he ignored her pleas to stop, he got her so drunk that she eventually gave in. That is wrong."

Hiram placed the tea in front of Judy, "I agree with Judy. Quinn should know the difference between consensual sex and rape. How will she know the difference later on if we don't help her see the difference now. I know you and Carol are worried about her psychological health, but I think Quinn can handle it. Judy or maybe a trained therapist should sit her down and talk to her. Ultimately it is up to Quinn to decide whether what happened to her was rape."

"Is Paul in the picture?" Carol asked.

"No, he has a scholarship to Ohio State, he didn't want to jeopardize it with a teen pregnancy."

Carol nodded, "At least he is out of her life." Yeah thank God for that.

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Judy didn't get a chance to talk to Quinn until later the next day. Santana and Brittany had been attached to Quinn's hip until Judy was forced to make them go home. Santana was extremely apologetic for her father's behavior but Judy insured her that it wasn't her fault. Judy did not want to be Carlos tonight, of course she didn't want to do what she had to do now.

Quinn was laying on her bed watching a video clip on the youtube when Judy entered. "Hey honey. You have fun with your friends?"

Quinn sat up, "Yeah." There was still a sadness to Quinn's tone but she seemed lighter than she had a breakfast.

"I know your tired and don't want to talk about what you told us but I think we need too."

Quinn puffed out a breath, her bangs moving to the side, "Judy, really we don't."

Judy sat down across from Quinn on the desk chair and rolled up so she was in front of her, gently she took Quinn hands in hers. "Quinn I am going to be honest with you, when you were telling us about that night, when you finished the story I could only think one thing, Paul had taken advantage of you and he raped you." Judy felt Quinn stiffen. She tried to take her hands away but Judy refused to let go. "Quinn please listen to me."

"No Judy." Quinn said harshly, "Paul did not rape me, it consented. I was drunk and not thinking correctly, but I said yes."

"Quinn you can only say yes if you are of sound mind." Judy explained.

Quinn scoffed, "Do you know how many people have sex when they are drunk. Is that rape every time?" Judy paused, Quinn had her there. She knew what meant, there was being drunk and having sex and there was being inebriated so much that you make a choice you normally wouldn't.

"Quinn he got you drunk on purpose, he ignored you three times when you said no. You were not just drunk you ere inebriated, beyond being able to make a sound choice." Judy pleaded with her daughter.

Quinn ripped her hands away and turned away, "I was not raped, I am not victim, I made choice and it was the wrong one now I have to face the consequences. That's the simple truth of the matter."

"Quinn…"

"No. I'm done arguing about this Judy." Quinn snapped. Judy sighed; she wouldn't push it, at least not right now.

"Alright. I love you Quinn. If you need anything or want to talk I am always here for you baby girl." Judy leaned over and kissed Quinn's head before heading to bed. There would be no restful sleep for her tonight.

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