CHAPTER SIX

LEAVING YALE BEHIND

RACHEL'S POV

You sit on the bench outside the shower stall that Quinn was still in. The showers had all been taken by the time you two came into the bathroom. So Quinn was nice enough to allow you to shower first. She told you to sit right outside the stall that way you would be more safer while she was taking her shower. You wanted to tell her that you HAD lived in a dorm at NAYDA before Kurt came to New York. But she just lifted her right eye brow and gave her best HBIC look. You just sighed and sat down. That way she could finally step underneath a shower head and get clean herself.

Your hand absently ran across the borrowed long sleeved shirt of Quinn's. Expect this for the entire pregnancy baby. Actually expect this as a way of life sweet baby. That's why I knew that Quinn would absoutly be perfect to help keep you safe.

"Still can't believe that Fabray is quitting. I honesty thought she had what it took to get through four years of Yale. She's smart enough. She's powerful enough." Your back stiffened at the voices behind the lockers.

"She's a cold hearted bitch." A second voice snorted out. "She's weak. I could tell from the first moment I set eyes on Fabray that she didn't have what it takes. She has of course proven my point."

"Hey lay off Quinn." A third voice spoke up. "Perhaps something is going on back home for her to have to leave."

"Like she would ever return to Lima." The second voice snorted.

"Yeah I heard that although she was the HBIC in charge of her high school since Sophmore year …. that she allowed -"

"She had a baby in her Sophmore year." The second voice broke in with a sneer. "The slut."

"I heard that she willing "traded" her baby to her music teachers crazed wife. That she was very willing to allow her baby to be adopted – but not legally adopted by the crazed wife. It was only when the crazed wife finally told her husband that she in fact wasn't pregnant herself … and the teacher said that they were not going to "steal" Quinn's baby and pass it off as their own – that Fabray decided that legal adoption was the way to go." The first voice spoke.

"What type of a person would do that?" The fourth voice said with deep anger.

"A soulless bitch." The second voice said just as the door closed.

Fire heated up your face as you longed to jump up from your place on the bench; and chase after those evil, evil girls and demand them to apoloize for insulting Quinn. How dare they insult Beth!

The shower door opens and Quinn is suddenly in front of you. In only a towel. Wet droplets slid slowly down her glistening smooth skin. Her long blond hair hanging down past her shoulders, and back. Her bangs were pressed to the sides of her forehead.

"What's wrong Rach?" She asked with a stiff but gentle voice.

"N-nothing." You manage to shuttle out of a very dry mouth.

She's in front of you with her hands on your arms. "What's wrong?" She softly asked once more.

You swallow. "I overheard some girls bad mouthing you."

She sighed. "Nothing new." She sat down next to you. "It was about Beth wasn't it?" She asked quietly with such saddness in her voice.

You don't answer.

QUINN'S POV

"The grapevine of Yale is just as impessive as the grapevine at McKinley High School." You half hearted shrugged. You felt her stiffen even more. "So I take it that everything you overhead was very detorgtary against me?"

"I don't feel safe here anymore." She whimpers her arms crossing on her stomach.

"We'll leave just as soon as I get dressed." You promised. You rested your head on her tight shoulder. "I promise that you will never have to come here ever again." You kiss her warm cheek before standing. You look down at her as you rapidly thought. "Lets go to my room."

She looks up. "You aren't dressed."

"I have a towel. Sides it's just down the hall." You pointed out.

"I won't allow you to be objectiontized!" She angery said. "I won't let anyone think that you are anything that you aren't."

"I'm not going to leave you alone in here while I change." You replied. "There isn't a stall big enough for two people in here. My room it is then." You raised your right eyebrow. "This isn't the first time that I walked the hallways of the dorm in my towel."

Fire lit her eyes.

You sighed. "Look Rachel the more we bicker over this – the longer we'll be here. The longer you don't feel safe." You swalllowed. "I just want you to be safe and comfortable. Yale isn't that place for you."

"I don't want anything bad to happen to you." She whimpered.

Kneeling down keeping your right hand against the top of the towel. Your left hand rests on her knees. "There is no other way." You pleaded.

"I hate that I'm the cause of your distress." She said.

You couldn't answer that. You silently stood to your feet clasping her hand with your own. Your fingers interwinded as you silent led her towards the door. Your clothes were clasped against her chest. You silently led the way down the hall towards your dorm room.

RACHEL'S POV

You growled as you saw the sharp eyes watching Quinn walk down the hall way towards her dorm room. You wanted to scream at everyone to stop looking at the towled drapped Quinn Fabray. That she wasn't anyone elses but yours.

"Easy there Rach. We are almost there." Quinn's quiet calm voice broke through your raw anger.

"Way to trade down Fabray." A male voice called out.

"Keep moving." Quinn calmly said. Even through you could tell how angery she truly was.

"Seriously Qball wasn't sleeping with the Prof bad enough for your rep." A female snared as they passed the door that was right next to Quinn's dorm. "Now you are going to go down as fucking manhands."

Quinn stopped dead in her tracks. She very carefully turned around; and pulled you tightly behind her. Your body was pressed tightly against her back. "Dont. Call. Her. That." She breathed out.

The female cocked her head to the left. "I hear that manhands was your very own personal nickname for Berry. That you in fact were the one whom came up with it." She clapped her hands slowly in front of her.

"Don't. Call. Her. That." Quinn growled once more.

The woman walked up so she was pressed against Quinn's front. "I can call her anything I want too." She breathed on Quinn's face. "Who are you to tell me what I can and can not call a loser like that?"

"Get out of her personal space." You found your voice hissing out.

The woman's eyes never left Quinn's face. "You are nothing Quinn Fabray. You are less than nothing. You never belonged here at Yale; and here you are just proving that very much truth."

"Get out of my face Lesley." Quinn growled low in her voice.

"Make me." Lesley smirked. Her smirk grew even wider when Quinn made no move to do so. "Aww Quinnie wants to protect manhands. How very quint of her."

"Dont. Call. Her. That." Quinn growled once more. The fire in her voice burning your soul.

"How is she in bed?" Lesley asked. Leaning even closer to rest her forehead against Quinn's. "How about a threesome before you leave?"

Quinn had stiffen with Lesley's first question; she had become like granite rock by the end of the bitch's last comment. You shook with fear as you realized how truly dangerous Lesley was concerning Quinn.

"Leave them alone Lesley." A male angry strode towards you three. He pushed Lesley away from Quinn and stood protective in front of you two. "Seriously Lesley. Seriously." He wrapped his arms tightly across his chest.

"Get the door Rach." Quinn gentle voice said as she kept her face solely turned on Lesley.

Your hand found the door knob. It was locked.

Quinn gently pushed you away from her giving you enough space to get the key from her jeans pocket. Once she felt that you had the key she pulled you back into her back. Your hand once more found the door knob; and you instered the key. You pushed the door open behind you.

"She's not worth your time Rupert." Lesley shot back. "She's just going to use you and toss you away in some sewer when she's finished playing with you."

"No. That's what you'd do." Rupert replied in a hard voice.

You eyed the back of Rupert's head. So this is the famous Rupert. Your heart pounded in your chest as you could feel the love oozing out of the young man towards Quinn.

"She's a bitch." Lesley snared.

"I'll wait for you out here Quinn. As soon as you are ready; I'll help you get yourstuff down to my truck." Rupert turned and looked with compassion into Quinn's eyes.

"Thank you." Quinn quietly said, and she gently moved backwards pushing you into her dorm room.

QUINN'S POV

"I'm sorry about that Rach." You said after you shut the door. You could hear the yelling still going on in the hallway. You moved your hand that was holding the top of your towel behind you to feel Rachel's back. Her arms wrapped around your waist. Managing to hold your towel in place. You felt her neck rest on your bare shoulder.

"So that's Rupert?" Her soft voice finally broke the silence.

You nodded. "That's Rupert." You softly smiled at the thought of the young man just outside your dorm room door. Your protector at Yale. Your friend.

"You love him." Rachel stated.

"As a brother." You softly said. "He's very protective of me. As I am of him."

Her stiffness left with those words. You breathed in relief that she was calming down. "Okay." She whispered as her lips met your neck. You pulled away. "I better get dressed. It's time to get back home." You remove your left hand from her body so it could hold the towel in place; before her arms left your front. You felt the loss of her as she backed away; and she gently removed your right hand from her own hand.

"If you'll turn your back; then I'll dress quickly." You said as a loud yell sounded from the hall. She winched as a special barge of filthy words were screamed from several voices. "Sorry about this."

RACHEL'S POV

You couldn't say anything. You knew that words were not needed at this moment. The important thing was for Quinn to get dressed; and out of the dorm as fast as possible. You quickly turn around allowing her some privacy to get clothes on her body. You felt her arms wrap around your waist; and your body pulled into hers in what felt like years of being apart from her.

Your arms rested over hers on your stomach; as you felt her warmth warming your still flat smooth womb. "You will never have to come back here ever again." You tilted head up to look into her hazel eyes. "I promise you that."

"I also promise you that Rachel." She breathed out.

"Lets go home." You breathe out. She gently pulls away from you letting her warmth leave you. You watch with your eyes as she silently walked towards the door. She turns once more. "Are you sure you are ready to face this once more? I mean we can wait till they leave."

You sigh. "They are never going to leave." You walk towards her. "I don't feel safe here any longer Quinn. I want to go home." You pleaded with your eyes for her understanding.

She sighes deeply. "Okay Rach." She whispers as she takes your hand in hers and opens to the door. "We are ready Rupert." She says to Rupert's stiff back.

Rupert turns and nodds tightly. "We have help. Everyone two boxes each." You and Quinn step aside as Rupert himself stepped to the side of the hall; and a line of bodies filed silently in to the room. Males and females take two boxes, and two suitcases as they file out of the room. There was enough help that there would only one trip from dorm room down to the truck. You follow Quinn out of the dorm room when one of the helpers stepped aside to allow you out. You smiled gratefully up into Rupert's kind face.

He winked. "So I'll meet you guys at the truck." He said as he kept a sharp eye on Lesley whom was still across from Quinn's door.

Quinn takes your hand in hers and strode down the hallway. You were well protected by the line of helpers ahead of you; and the line of helpers behind you. You needed to make 'Thank You cookies' for each and every one of them.

Quinn laughed under her breath. You knew that she knew what you were planning on doing. You squeezed her hand. Once you reached the door that led to the outside you felt the overwhelming anger presence begin to eb off of your body.

You walk down the steps of Quinn's old Yale dorm side by side holding Quinn's hand. Your breathe halted as you saw the truck that Rupert would be driving. You had naturally pictured a moving tailer hitched behind. But you now saw that Rupert's truck was large enough for all of Quinn's boxes; and suitcases.

Soon Rupert jogged down the steps and placed his boxes into the back of the truck. A pile of Quinn's boxes which were marked booksn were set next to the truck. "So which one of you will be joining me up front?"

"Neither." Quinn spoke up. "Rach and I have a lot of catching up to do. The boxes can be in the passanger seat." She looked at Rupert. "If they won't hinder your driving that is."

"The boxes will fit perfect. We'll put the seatbelt across them; and they won't move an inch." Rupert replied as he nodded to the guys to open the passanger door; and start loading the boxes firmly into place. Once the last boxes was placed on the floor of the truck; and the seatbelt tightly over the boxes the door was closed. "Shall we go?"

"Thank you Rupert." You said in a quiet voice smiling shyly up into his sky blue eyes.

"Not a problem Rachel." He grinned.

"Thank you everyone for your help." Quinn spoke to the group of male and females gathered at the truck.

"It's no problem Quinn." Half of them said in union.

"We'll miss you Quinn." The other half spoke.

"I'll miss you all. We all have our contact information. I expect to email and text you guys a few times a week. Plus we can set up Skype whenever we feel we need to see each other faces." She grinned.

"You know it." A male joked.

"You are giving me more of a reason to hop on over to New York more often." A female standing to the right of Quinn said.

"That's what I'm here for after all." Quinn quipped.

"It was nice to finally meet you Rachel. Even if it is just for a short time." Two male spoke in union.

"It was a pleasure on meeting you all also." You answered. "Even though I don't know any names. But with Quinn living in New York with me – I know that you guys will be stopping in to visit her; and we'll get to know each other better."

"You know it." They all replied in union.

"If we want to reach New York and unload before to late in the afternoon; we should leave now." Quinn spoke up before anymore goodbyes can be said. "I'll talk to you all later on in the week."

With waves the crowd of Quinn's Yale friends waved us goodbye and head back to their daily chores.

"We need to stop at the admissions office before leaving." Quinn told Rupert as we got into his truck.

"Of course." Rupert replied. "After we leave campus; should we get a bite to eat - or drive for an hour?"

Your stomach growled. "I'm actually hungry now."

Quinn paled. "Oh my gosh Rachel. I should have made sure you ate something this morning. I could have gone out to a vending machine for something for your stoamch."

"It's all right Quinn. I wasn't hungry until now." You place your hand on her knee after buckling your seatbelt.

"Doesn't matter. You should've eaten something." She growled low. "I knew better."

You caught Rupert's concern eyes from the review mirror.

"I'm nine weeks pregnant." You explained.

"Umm." He couldn't find the words. He turned right out of the parking lot.

When you silently reached the admissions building Quinn quickly unbuckled her seatbelt. "Rupert please stay with Rachel. I'll be as fast as I can be."

"Of course Quinn." Rupert nodded.

You watch as Quinn jogged up the steps of the building. "Are you in love with her?" You asked just as Quinn went though the doors.

"I love Quinn as my sister." Rupert quietly replied.

You nodded, and turned to see his eyes locked on yours.

"Okay." You said in relief. "I had to make sure you aren't going to hurt her. She has been hurt too much in the past."

"In deed she has." He said softly. His eyes held something in them that was very meaningful to you. But you couldn't place it. It felt like it was on the tip of your being that you knew fully what he was implying with his eyes … but it slipped between your fingers as you tried to name it.

"So Finn is finally going to be a father?" He spoke.

"Finn isn't the father of this baby. Granted I did sleep with him at Mr. Schu's cancelled wedding – but I was still in an relationship with someone else. He's the father." You quickly rambled. Your right hand resting on your stomach. "He's no longer in the picture."

"Brody." Hardness entered Rupert's voice.

"I need to tell him. Soon. I don't want him to learn that he's a father after the baby is born. That's not fair to him." You softly said. "I don't want him in my life any longer. But with this little being he is forever connected to me."

"Just as Puck is with Quinn." Rupert replied.

Before you can reply Quinn was opening the door. "Let's go get something to eat." She buckled her seatbelt. After placing her transfer papers to the side she picked up your hand. Her fingers gently outlined your hand as Rupert pulled out of the parking lot.

"Good bye Yale." Quinn mumered.

END CHAPTER SIX