Summary: Sequel to Dirty Little Secret.
Pairing: Rachel/Quinn
Notes: Sorry this has taken me so long guys but this is like the chapter that never ends LOL I can't believe how long it ended up being. Don't expect all chapters to be like this. I'm pretty sure this is a fluke.
Warning: Some sexual content, nudity and swearing
Disclaimer: I own nothings, but the random ramblings of which occur in my brain. Glee and any other copyrighted content used belongs to their respective owners.
Leroy stood against the door frame with arms crossed, a smile lazily lingering on his lips as he studied his daughter and grandchild. She's completely oblivious to everything.
Rachel sat in the nursery in the chair by the window, Charlie resting in one arm with her dark wispy haired head lolling on a shoulder into the crook of her mothers neck leaving a nice little patch of drool. Holding Charlie in place with one arm and gently rubbing slow circles on her back as she quietly hummed Rachel studied the pages of the book she had balanced between the arm of the chair and her knee, the soft scratching of pencil on the pages competing to be heard over the humming.
Leroy let out a low laugh, announcing his presence, "Since when does my daughter write in her books?"
Rachel tore her eyes away from the page she was currently focusing on, "Since she had to learn to feed her daughter while still being able to study". She put her pencil between the pages of her book before placing it on the windowsill and stood up, "Hi daddy".
"Hi sweetheart," Leroy moved towards his daughter and kissed her forehead, "I swear every time I see you you're attached to that damn calc book".
Rachel leaned against her father in an awkward hug so as not to crush the small body between them, "There's a test on Friday," she said simply, "how was work?"
"It was work. You need to take a break from studying sweetheart, you'll wear yourself out".
"I need to be as prepared as I can be, I've missed so much school already..."
"I know that," he wrapped an arm loosely around her, "but we've spoken with your teachers, you've been doing the work from home and sending it in, you're studying all the time and you're still getting higher grades than a lot of your classmates," Leroy beamed proudly.
"I guess".
"You are Rae, I promise you. You're doing so well sweetheart, you make me so proud".
"Thanks daddy," Rachel blushed, "not that I don't mind but is there any particular reason you've gone all sentimental on me?"
His giant palm pressed against her cheek, "I just...I wish you wouldn't grow up so fast".
"I'll try and work on that," she smiled, "but unless I miraculously discover the fountain of youth I don't see my ageing slowing down".
"Good girl," he chuckled, "so what have my two best girls been up to all day?"
"Mostly calc...unless your Charlie in which case you slept all day and will probably be a huge pain in the butt tonight".
Leroy took a step back from his daughter and stretched his arms out, "Come to pappy," carefully he removed his granddaughter from Rachel and cradled her in his huge arms. "Do you wanna come hang out with pappy and grampy? Of course you do!"
Rachel laughed, "You are aware she can't talk yet, right?"
"She has her own little ways of communicating," he countered.
"Of course she does Daddy," her voice screamed sarcasm, "so would you and Charlie mind sharing with me where we're hanging out?"
"Ok, but next time I believe there should be a please at the end of that sentence," Leroy said playfully all the while still managing to coo at Charlie, "Charlie, your Dad and I are going to go out for a couple of hours and run some errands, yes we are".
"Do I get a say in this?"
"Hmmm...not really, Charlie tells me you've been studying far too much and should chill out".
"Again I feel the need to tell you that Charlie can't talk yet," Rachel laughed.
"Yes, well you've made your point," his dark eyes studied the face of his only child, "I mean it Rae, you're growing up on me too fast and I don't like it. You're making me feel like an old man!"
"Daddy...you are an old man!"
"Watch it you!" he laughed. "Seriously Rachel, take some time off".
"Daddy I appreciate the concern I really do but...everything's different now. I can't just dump Charlie with someone else, it's not fair to them or to her".
"I know that sweetheart, which is why you're not dumping her, her grandparents are stealing her away for a few hours," his face erupted into a huge grin, he knew he was going to win this one way or another, "so you, my baby, get to do whatever you want...except for studying! If I catch you studying when you're supposed to be relaxing you'll be in serious trouble and I mean it!"
Rachel laughed, "Ok, ok! No studying I promise".
"Good girl, why don't you call Quinn or one of your friends and hang out with them?"
"Quinn's enjoying a night with Beth, besides she's over tomorrow night and I'll see everyone else on Wednesday".
"So what you gonna do?"
"I think I'm gonna enjoy the peace and quiet," she giggled.
"Ok sweetheart, come give your old man," he said pointedly, "a hug so I can steal this little sweetie away and leave you be".
Rachel wrapped her arms around her father loosely, in reality they were on either side of his waist so as not to squish her daughter between them. "You're not old really Daddy, you could never be old to me," she leant her head down and kissed her daughters cheek, "you be a good girl for pappy and grampy ok Charlie?"
"She always is," Leroy beamed.
"Lucky you, she must save the monster inside of her especially for me".
"Did you hear that Charlie?" he feigned shock, "Mommy thinks there's a monster inside of you! I know isn't she rude! Charlie thinks you're a meanie head".
Rachel rolled her eyes, "I love you Charlie, don't you listen to him".
"Ok Rae," he gave her a gentle squeeze before letting go of his daughter from the one armed hug he had her in, "we're really gonna go now. Enjoy the peace and quiet...no studying!"
"I got it! No studying," Rachel laughed as she followed her father out into the hallway. "You'll be ok without me?"
"You know, this may come as a shock to you sweetheart but your Dad and I have dealt with babies before".
"I know..." she hung her head, "I just worry about her".
"Part and parcel of being a parent I'm afraid sweetheart".
"Yeah..."
"I've got my cell, if you get really worried just call ok?"
"Thank you Daddy".
"You're welcome sweetheart. I'll give you a call when we're on our way home, I think your dad mentioned something about getting take away on the way home".
"Sounds good to me".
"Leroy are you ever going to come downstairs so we can go?" Hiram called up the stairs.
Rachel and Leroy shared a smile and rolled their eyes, Hiram had always had a way of knowing when someone was on the way but yet still felt the need to ask whether they were actually coming or not.
"I'm coming now mr. impatient," Leroy laughed, "I was just letting our granddaughter say goodbye to her mother if that's ok with you?"
Rachel shook her head, a smirk tugging at her lips, "You always have to antagonise him don't you?"
"I have no idea what you're on about!" he feigned innocence. "Now, come over here and give this gorgeous angel a kiss so I can take her out with misery guys before he starts complaining".
"Ok," Rachel took Charlie from her fathers arms and held her close to her chest, she pressed her lips to the soft skin of her daughters forehead, "be a good girl ok? Mommy loves you so much".
Taking Charlie back from Rachel, Leroy finally said goodbye and went downstairs. Rachel laughed as she heard a muffled "bout time" shortly followed by the solid click of the lock as the front door shut. She stood in the hallway momentarily unsure of what she should do with herself. She wondered aimlessly back into the nursery and stared at the small mess that seemed to be forming. It felt like she had wasted a good amount of time tidying her daughters nursery. She'd sorted the laundry, changed the sheets in the cot, emptied the diaper bin, taken the dirty bottles and put them in the dishwasher so that she could sterilise them later, and put all the bits and pieces that had filtered into the nursery from her room back to their rightful places. Glancing at her watch she let out an exasperated sigh, "Seriously?" she muttered to the empty room, "That had to have taken more than fifteen minutes!" Her cell bleeped from it's charger in her bedroom as a message arrived. She went to her room and picked her phone up from it's place on her desk, her face breaking into a smile when she saw that the message was from Quinn.
Hi x
Rachel disconnected her phone from it's charger and proceeded to throw herself unceremoniously onto her bed, lying on her front and propped up on her elbows she typed out her reply.
Hi! :)
Excited to hear from me Rae? LOL
Maybe...I didn't think I'd hear from you today.
Yeah neither did I but Beth's asleep
Rachel was halfway through typing her response when her phone buzzed with another message from Quinn.
I miss you Q x
I miss you too Quinn, you'll be here tomorrow though x
Thank God!
Is something wrong?
The dark haired diva began to panic, something was off with her girlfriend and she wouldn't get to see her until tomorrow. She had no way of going to the blonde's house right now and the blonde couldn't leave to come to her house with Beth asleep.
The last few days have been pretty crappy
Why? x
Well see...I think I've spent too much time at yours.
I don't understand ?
I miss kissing you...
Images from their last meeting flashed through Rachel's mind.
I don't understand how that means you've been spending too much time at my house...
I've gotten used to my mornings starting with a kiss Q x
Quinn Fabray! Do not do that to me! You had me worried that something was seriously wrong!
A grin spread across the new mothers face, partly due to the sweetness of her girlfriend and partly due to the images playing in her head.
I'm sorry Rach, I didn't mean to make you worry
It's ok...I miss kissing you too x
You do?
I really do. Makes things...better. The world goes away and it's just us.
Yeah it does :)
Who knew that Quinn Fabray was such a softy :P
Tell anyone and I may have to kill you
Haha! I can't wait for you to come over tomorrow, I promise kisses will be shared x
Good...I'm suffering withdrawal symptoms
You're such a cheeseball!
A cheeseball? LOL
Yes a cheeseball! The equivalent of a cheesy goofball x
Rachel Berry, that's just plain mean. I am no such thing!
You really are and you know it x
Rachel unconsciously licked her lips, the combination of the images replaying over and over in her head alongside flirting with her girlfriend was eliciting responses from her body that she was desperately trying to ignore. Her legs wrapped themselves tightly together in attempt to dull the steady building ache between them.
Damn...sorry Rae, Beth's awake. I'll message you later ok?
Ok. Give Beth a hug and kiss from and tell her that I miss her! x
Will do. I love you x
I love you too x
Oh and Rach? I can't wait for those kisses tomorrow x
For the first time in as long as she could remember she looked forward to tomorrow. If she was honest she had actually been dreading tomorrow as it was the last day before she had to return back to school, which was why Quinn was spending the night in the first place. Now, now she had something to actually look forward to.
I can't wait to feel her lips again. Without the distraction of texting to keep her mind occupied she was suddenly very aware of how much her body had been responding to the thoughts running through her mind. What was that the other day? The hairs on the back of her neck stood to attention as she recalled the way Quinn's hand had played with the skin at the small of her back. Is that what I should expect tomorrow? She licked her lips, grinning at the memory of seizing her girlfriends mouth with her own in desperation. I've never felt like that before. She tried to recall a time with Finn when she had needed him desperately. There had been a time or two where he'd been pressed against her in such a way that her body reacted to the friction, but she had never wanted him, never craved him, never needed him. I guess that lowers the chances that I'm bisexual. As the ghost of Quinns clothed breast filled the palm of her hand, Rachel once again found herself wishing that she could have Quinn's bare breast beneath her finger tips. She wondered at what response her piano playing fingers would ellicit from the blonde. God, I want her so much. I want to be just hers, I don't want to be his. As her brain went into sensory overload replaying the memory of the two bodies entangled within each other, the heat radiating from both bodies, the feel of breath against cheeks between gasps and kisses Rachel tightened her legs as much as she could, instantly regretting it as it caused friction against her. I want her now. Her need was bordering on desperate, she knew that part of it was probably due to her body still evening out with all the extra hormones that were left over from her pregnancy. Slow down! I can't want her like this. Well I can but not yet. It's not right. It's too soon. Isn't it? Suddenly her thoughts were headed in a completely different direction and her mind raced with a million questions. She can't want me like that. Not after what he did. She seemed to want you the other day. Oh God this is ridiculous! I want her so much, why can't it be that simple? Because Rachel Barbra Berry, you are a stubborn ass and whether you want to admit it or not, you were raped. Understandably that has altered you, it's changed your view on a lot of things. Great! Now I'm talking to myself! Shut up and listen to me for once! You've said it yourself, your hormones are driving you wild, you're a teenager that's just the way it works. But are you really ready for sex? Thinking about it. You were raped. Stop saying that! Well you were! Well it's not like I can forget that, so stop reminding me. No, you need to own up to that and you know it. You know you're not ready for sex yet, and until you own up to what happened and deal with it you never will be. You can't even touch yourself! ... Exactly! When was the last time you enjoyed yourself huh? Before you broke up with Finn and that was before everything went South. How can you even be entertaining the thought of sex when you can't even enjoy yourself? You're right. Of course I'm right, I'm you, you idiot! There's only one way to solve this... she glanced at the clock on her bedside table. I've got at least an hour before Daddy calls to ask about dinner... she couldn't even tell you when she got off the bed, shut her door and returned back to her bed. There's only one solution to this...I have to test the waters...
Attention: I'm not dead! LOL hey guys, I am so sorry it's taking me so long to post anything new but I'm not very well right now, haven't been for a while and probably won't be any time soon. I will try and post as often as I can but I'm really struggling to get any writing done at the moment. On that note I know some of you follow my girl Davis B.P she'd like me to let you know that her story isn't dead but she's suffering severe writers block and has just had surgery so she can't really write much at the moment anyways but her story isn't dead. And if you haven't been following her then go read her story cos she's awesome!
So what do you guys think? Do you hate how I ended the chapter? How do you think Rachel will react?
Also...I know I asked this last time but I don't think I got much of a response so I ask again…
Do you really want to see the girls in school during their final year or would you rather I focused on what was going on with them outside of school?
Please review, I'd really like to know what you all think of this. Are you enjoying this as much as you enjoyed Dirty Little Secret? Should I keep going with this story?
A HUGE shout out to my girl Davis B.P because she puts up with me LOL I love you baby girl, thank you so much for all you do for me, for all the strength you give me, the constant support and for being my inspiration.