Chapter 3:

Tangent- Sorry if you don't like the story, but if you don't, then just don't read it. It does say Faberry AND Brittana in the summary.

Enjoy the chapter.

"Yes," The woman in a white coat said as Rachel lay on an examination table clutching Quinn's hand. "You're about eight weeks pregnant." Quinn's hand was suddenly squished. The doctor passed a limp Rachel some leaflets on her options and told her that she'd see her again soon. As Quinn pulled Rachel's stiff body out of the door, the brunette turned to look at her. But before Rachel could say anything, there was a honk and a car that had been about to drive past stopped beside them. Inside was most of the football team. Crap.

"Hello you lovely ladies," Puck said. "What are you doing here?"

"My mom asked me to pick up some results from her obstetrician," Quinn came up with, trying to avoid eye contact with her ex-boyfriend, who was sitting beside Puck. "What about you lot? Did your mommy send you too?"

"No!" David said. "We were just driving by when we saw a blonde and a brunette cheerleader and thought- hey! Maybe it's the current head cheerio and her soon to be replacement."

"Wait- what?" That, at least, jolted Rachel to life as she unlaced her arm from Quinn's and tore to the car.

"That's not funny Karofsky," Puck hissed. "Now get out of my car right now and leave my girl alone unless you want your brains bashed in." He and Azimio got out but as David brushed past Rachel and Quinn he whispered, "I'd watch your weight R, looks like you had a big lunch." Quinn suddenly lost control and slapped him. "Shut the hell up Karofsky!" Puck said, he was suddenly beside Rachel. "I can make you or break you."

"Your time's over Puckerman," David said. "I don't believe for one second that they were getting results- you've banged Judy Fabray right? She's always careful-" Quinn tried to run at him and had to be held back by both Finn and Puck. "I wouldn't be in the least bit surprised if you'd knocked up the head cheerleader." He winked at Rachel before high fiving Azimio and sauntering off the few miles home.

"Get the hell out of my car!" Puck yelled at the other football team members and gestured for Finn and the girls to get in. "I'm sorry babe," Puck told Rachel as he cupped her face in his hands. "I got carried-"

Rachel interrupted him with a kiss and then whispered under her breath, "Thank you for sticking up for me," to her boyfriend before leaning back in the chair beside him. As this went on, the wide receiver and vice cheer captain watched on from the back seat, where Finn had been demoted to sit, awkwardly. Quinn's eyes were on the two lips that had met again, and Finn's seemed to be intrigued by a patch of grass on his side of the car.

"Okay, that's enough!" Quinn said. "Let's get moving." Puck rolled his eyes and slid an arm around Rachel as she shifted, looking slightly uncomfortable.

"Sources say that Head Cheerleader and total hottie Rachel Berry is pregnant. Can you confirm these rumours?" A microphone and a giant afro were suddenly thrust into Quinn's face. She glanced at Santana, who was very convincingly rolling her eyes, and Brittany, who was drawing ducks in her notepad against her locker.

"No," Quinn said, copying Santana's eye action. "Because they're entirely FALSE. Whoever gives you this false information should be glad that Rachel's feeling in a good mood today and doesn't want to strangle them."

"I volunteer my talents!" Santana raised a hand a little too excitably. Quinn took her hand and slowly pulled it down for her.

"So you deny the rumours?" Jacob verified, looking into the camera. Quinn nodded. "Well what about the rumour that says that Coach Sue is thinking of replacing said Head Cheerleader with one Quinn Fabray?" Jacob this time shoved his microphone at Santana.

"Jewfro, if you don't stop staring at my boobs in the next two seconds I swear I will castrate you." Santana promised and Jacob and his whole crew looked up to the ceiling. "And to answer your question, no!" They eventually left but the two girls exchanged worried glances. The three of them headed to Cheerio's practise but they could hear a raised voice coming from the coach's office and stopped just outside it.

"…Can't just sit out of practise!" Coach Sue was saying. "You're my head cheerleader."

"I'm really sorry Coach," Rachel responded. "But I've been throwing up and I don't want to endanger the rest of the team-"

"Unless you're on your deathbed you'll get out there!" Coach cut in.

There was a familiar yacking sound and then Rachel crying, "I can't!"

"Fine then, you're demoted to vice-captain."

"Do you have any gum Q?" Brittany asked at the top of her voice as they leant against the wall. Really? This was not the time!

"Q!" Came a shout and Quinn felt like banging her head against the wall. "Get in here!"

Quinn and her friends leant around the door awkwardly. "Can I help you Coach?"

Sue was stood between her and Rachel as she said. "I've been thinking about you two for a long time and I've made my decision. You're swapping roles." Quinn nodded reluctantly and then when Sue flapped her hand to dismiss them Quinn grabbed Rachel's hand and pushed Santana and Brittany forwards to the changing rooms.

"Oh no!" Rachel was practically screaming. "My dads-" Suddenly she threw up again, all over the changing room floor.

"Tell her I'm helping Rachel," Quinn told her friends as she helped Rachel to the toilets.

"No!" Rachel said between throwing up. "You can't. She'll demote you as well."

"I honestly don't care." Quinn said. "Do you really think I care about some stupid position more than I care about you?"

"Seriously Quinn," Rachel said. "I'm going to be fine by myself." Quinn dialled Puck's number anyway before she and her friends headed out to the field.

"Where's R?" Sue asked.

"Her sneakers were full of baby spiders," Brittany said suddenly. Quinn panicked about the obvious lie but Sue just nodded. "I often have the problem. I'll give her ten minutes tops." Rachel was outside in five. "Fixed your sneakers?" Sue asked.

"Yeah…" Rachel glanced at her friends. They practised the new formation of the pyramid, which was stressful and emotional for Rachel, and then Quinn and Rachel had AP Biology, which was stressful and emotional for Rachel, and then when the four were walking home together past the noticeboard Rachel suddenly stopped.

"What are you looking at?" Quinn asked. Rachel pointed to a signup sheet.

"You're kidding," Santana just stared at it.

"I think it could be fun," Brittany said. "I love Greeks."

"Britt, it says Glee Club," Quinn pointed out. "It means like, happy."

"Yay!" Brittany grabbed Santana's arm. "I love happy."

"Britt's in," Rachel nodded. "So am I, Q?" Quinn couldn't say no to those gorgeous eyes. She nodded. "Q's in. San?"

"I won't change my mind just by looking into your eyes like Q did with Ray," Santana said to Rachel. Beside her, Quinn went beetroot. Brittany suddenly placed herself in front of Santana and kissed her on the lips. "Britt!"

"Q and I will look out," Rachel said. Santana really didn't want to, but she found herself melting into the kiss.

"This" *kiss* "changes" *kiss* "nothing" *long kiss ;)* "Fine!" Brittany turned to her other friends and winked at them both.

The next week, the girls had auditioned for the glee club and obviously had gotten in. They were sat in the choir room next to each other. No-one else was here yet. Finally, the other kids came into the room; Kurt Hummel, a gay stylish boy who Puck bullied, Artie Abrams, a boy in a wheelchair that hadn't been slushied before, Tina Cohen-Chang, a shy-goth-Asian girl with a stutter, Mercedes Jones, an overweight black girl, and Finn?! The others started whispering when they saw them and sat as far away from them as possible, but Finn just froze in the doorway. Mr Schuester politely pushed past Finn as he entered the class and came to the front of the room, introducing the girls and being the only one to clap, even the band just sat there. He announced the week's assignment and scribbled it on the whiteboard as Finn finally sat down.

"Hey Lumps," Santana said. "You're in Gay Club?" Brittany poked her.

"Well, I like to sing," Finn said, his face bright pink. "What is your secret sorority doing here? Are you spying on me or something?"

"No," Quinn said before Santana could speak. "We're in the club too."

"We don't seem to be too popular," Rachel jerked her head at the others.

"Well you guys haven't exactly been very nice to them," Finn pointed out.

"Neither have you!" Quinn countered.

"Well I've made it up to them," Finn said vaguely then fell silent.

"On Friday we're going to be performing at the school assembly." Mr Schue announced. "It's great that you girls decided to join, but we still need three more members to be able to officially qualify for competition."

"You have to be kidding me," Santana mouthed to her friends at the news that they'd be performing in front of the whole school.

"I'm thinking something disco," Mr Schue suggested.

"Oh nuh-uh Mr Schuester," Mercedes interrupted. "We are not doing disco again!" Her friends and Finn were nodding.

"For once, I agree with Aretha," Santana said and they all looked over at her.

"Come on guys!" Mr Schue said. "Disco rules!"

"No, Mr Schue," Kurt added. "It really doesn't."

"Fine then," Mr Schue caved at last. "What do you guys want to do?" There was silence. "Until you have an answer, we're doing disco." They practised a disco song but when Mr Schue went into his office and the others started to leave, Rachel caught up to them all, lugging her bag and Quinn behind her.

"Hey, guys," She said. "I have an idea."

"Hey Rachel," Finn came over and stood next to her. "I'm kind of nervous. You don't think Mr Schue's going to be too mad do you?"

"No," Rachel said hopefully as she adjusted her costume. "I'm more worried about the cheerleaders and footballers' reactions."

"Oh no!" Finn frowned. "I forgot about that!"

"It'll be fine," Rachel said, sounding more confident than she felt. Principal Figgins announced that they'd be performing and there was almost complete silence; it sounded like two people were clapping and a few were booing. They were all in position, as Rachel stood in position on one side of a very nervous Finn, with Quinn on the other side of Finn. Santana and Brittany were on either side of Artie and Tina and Mercedes were on either side of Kurt.

Artie: Yeah
Back like I left somethin'
So I got this situation
Finn: My girl's been hangin out With this other girl
Artie: Tell me something about it

As Finn started to strut, badly, the others were dancing, very sexually.

Finn/Rachel: Where is my/your girlfriend?
I/You been callin'
She ain't picked up
Something's fishy
She won't hear me/you
Now I'm/you're sittin' here
Like what the?

This is too unusual
She never did it like this before
She usually calls me/you back within the hour
Finn: I bet she's out with what's her name
Rachel: The girl that doesn't have a man
Finn: Assumptions in my mind got me confused, girl

Finn, Kurt and Artie: Sometimes she can't keep her pretty hands

off me
New Directions: But when she's with her girlfriend she don't even speak
Finn, Kurt and Artie: She could spot a pretty girl faster than I can
New Directions: Tells me that she loves me but I'm tryna' understand

The girls were grinding against each other in pairs, Brittany and Santana, Mercedes and Tina, and Rachel and Quinn.

(Times three)

New Directions: I think my/your girl is...
Bi Ay Ay Ay Ay Ay

Should I/you say goodbye?
Should I/you give it a try?
I think my/your girl is...

At the end of the song the whole hall suddenly erupted, with cheering? Mr Schue was the only one looking disgusted, well, and Coach Sue, and Puck.

It was silent in the Principal's office the next Monday lunch time as the Glee kids sat on the two sofas on either side of the room.

"I didn't know this was going on!" Mr Schuester argued.

"Well you should have, William," Principal Figgins suggested. "The freshmen are traumatised! I've had angry hate mail from parents, and bricks thrown at my car!"

"Why?" Brittany cut in. "Kids see loads of grinding videos and stuff. What we were doing wasn't even that bad. Was it just because we were singing about girls liking girls?"

"Easy Britt," Santana whispered nervously.

"No she's right," Kurt said. "It's wrong to have that opinion just because we were singing about being bi-sexual."

"We'll let you off with a warning," Principal Figgins said. "But if anything like this happens again, I'm cutting the programme." The Glee kids trooped out behind their teacher in silence until they got to the choir room where, surprisingly, Puck was waiting, along with Mike Chang and Matt Rutherford.

"Can we help you three?" Mr Schue asked.

"Yes actually," Puck said. "We'd like to join Glee Club."