A/N Hello, everyone. Please do not think this will be another story with updates or anything.
I'm trying to clean out the list upon list of stories I have that have been sitting here in my doc for over two years or more.
It's hard to find the chapters I'm currently working on with so many to scroll through.
I almost accidently posted a completely different story chapter when I was posting for 'You are the Mother.'
That would have been bad.
That's why I also posted a chapter that I had for 'Appearances aren't always what they seem.' the other day.
I'm just clearing up some space and I don't want to delete what I have.
I already accidently erased some stories I had saved to a document file in my computer without thinking.
So this was the safest option.
So, for the chapters I do have for this will be posted when I'm done combing through my list but I can't promise this will get picked up right away unless it gets heavy on the review or whatever.
I'm focusing only on my main three stories until their done.
If I find any more chapters for any of my other stories that are posted on here than I'll post them as well.
If not, you'll just have to wait until I'm done with at least 'You are the Mother.'
Because that one is definitely taking a lot of time to finish because of the length of the story.
As well as the fact that I've been going back chapter through chapter to edit the entire thing at the same time.
So, again I'm sorry if you get attached and depending on how many reviews this story gets, I don't mind writing up chapters for it here and there.
It just won't be as frequent as my main stories. Anyway, sorry for the long ramble.
I don't own glee or any rights to anything tied to it.
Rachel groaned as the tongue in her mouth swirled against her own.
She couldn't believe this was happening.
She was about to lose her virginity to some one she didn't love but seemed to be the only person who didn't care that she was Rachel Berry.
Yeah, she was still a loser to the girl but it beats being alone.
"Hurry up, I don't have all day. I got shit to do." Was said in such a annoyed tone, Rachel had to fight herself not to be completely turned off.
Who knows when she'd ever get this opportunity again.
Not that they didn't fool around here and there but it was never on Rachel's terms.
Only when the girl below her texted her 'I'm bored come over.'
So, Rachel rushed only because this girl was the only person she'd ever kissed and now would probably be the only person who'd actually want to be intimate with her.
Rachel's eyes rolled back as pleasure took over and she was lost to the feeling of intercourse for the first time in her 17 years of life.
16 YEARS LATER.
Quinn rushed through the doors of the E.R. Her heart thudding madly in her chest.
She just received a call 20 or so minutes ago that her daughters school bus, that had been making it's way to the museum of Natural History was just in an accident.
Quinn found herself surrounded with parents just as frazzled as she was looking for answers.
She had rushed to the front desk and was told she had to wait just like every other parent in the room.
It seemed like hours but really was only 2, before she heard her daughters name called.
She rushed over to the nurse who escorted her to the room her daughter was being held.
"Mommy!"
Quinn rushed to the bed engulfing her daughter in a hug as relief washed over her.
"The doctor who treated her will be in shortly to go over everything with you." The nurse said and Quinn nodded too engrossed in her daughter and trying not to cry at almost losing her only life line.
"Oh, baby. Are you ok?" Quinn made a gesture with her hand.
"Yes." Came the soft reply.
Quinn's back was to the door when there was a knock on the door before the doctor walked in.
"Ok, Alice McIntosh. How are you feeling?"
Quinn froze as her body went ridged with shock.
Quinn slowly turned her head and gasp.
The doctors head raised at the gasp in concern before she too gasped as well.
"Q-Quinn?" Was spoken with such surprise and breathless wonder.
"Oh my god, Santana?" Quinn was just as shocked.
Santana stared for only a moment before her face broke into a huge smile and she shook her head still in wonderment.
"Well, I'll be damned. How are you, Q?" Santana said stepping forward causing Quinn to stand as well.
The two women embraced like two sisters who hadn't seen each other in a century, which in they're case was actually a little over a decade.
"I-I'm good! Oh my god! Look at you! Your doctor!" Quinn gushed.
She couldn't believe it. Her ex-bestfriend/frienemy was standing in front of her looking every bit the adult.
It was in Santana's eyes as well. She was definitely seasoned.
"I had no idea this was your kid and by the size of that rock, I take it your happily married?" Santana said with a smile.
"Yes. Yes, I am and you look to be as well." Quinn replied gesturing to the gold band on Santana ring finger.
"Yes, though this is just my band because I can't wear my ring here. I have this paranoia of actually losing it in a patient." Santana replied with a smile.
"I want to ask but I don't want to be rude." Quinn said honestly but treading lightly. Santana smiled this wistful smile.
"You can ask."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"You and Britney.. Did you-"
"I proposed our senior year of college." Santana said with a shit eating grin.
Quinn's smile blossomed into radiance as happiness filled her eyes.
The moment was broken when the brunettes pager went off.
"Oh, shoot. Alright, um, I'm sorry we have to make this quick." Santana said as she switched back to doctor mode.
She began explaining to Quinn that Alice had just broken her wrist.
It was a clean break and other than a few scrapes and bruises she was ok to be released.
Santana was about to exit the room before she stopped at the door and turned back to the blonde.
"Hey. You don't have to if you don't want to but would you like to get lunch sometime?" Santana ask so adult like it was hard for Quinn to obsorb the women in front of her.
Quinn's smile split her face.
She had wanted to ask but didn't know if Santana would be interested.
The last time they spoke didn't end well. "Of course! May I use your pen?" Quinn ask kindly.
"Here. Just program it into my phone." Santana replied handing over her cell.
Quinn took the phone and put her number in than handed the phone back.
"It's really good to see you, Q." Santana said with a warm smile pulling the blonde into a hug.
"You too." Quinn replied.
Her emotions swirling in her chest. The two released each other.
Santana looked over at the quiet little girl.
"It was nice meeting you, Alice." Santana said with a warm smile and wave.
The little blonde smiled and waved back shyly.
"If your in any pain, you tell mommy and she'll call me and I'll check you, ok?" Santana ask.
Alice stared at Santana for a moment than nodded.
"Ok. The nurse will bring the paper work for her release and a list of physical therapists in the area but I'll circle the one I think is the best. Trust me your going to love him." Santana said with a smile.
"Ok, well, I'll see you?"
"Definitely." Santana replied before giving a final wave to Alice and quiet 'Bye' to Quinn.
Quinn sat down in the chair as she felt completely thrown by the turn of events.
"Mommy?"
"Yes, sweetie?"
"How do you know Doctor Lopez?"
"We went to school together, sweetie."
"Was she your friend?"
"Yeah.. She was my best friend.." Quinn spoke sadness engulfing her the moment the word 'Was' left her lips.
ONE MONTH LATER.
Quinn sat nervously in a booth at the back of the restaurant.
Santana had called her last week and asked if she'd be available this week for lunch because it was the only day she had off.
Quinn readily agreed. She had thought Santana had changed her mind.
Quinn hated herself for not thinking to get Santana's number and resigned herself to never seeing her again.
Thankfully, that wasn't the case.
Quinn's eyes were glued to the door in anticipation.
She was anxious and felt completely out of her element.
The blonde became alert once Santana walked through the door.
Santana was shown to the table and smiled broadly upon seeing Quinn.
Quinn rose to feet and stepped forward to embrace the brunette.
"Hey." Quinn said with a smile.
"Hey, I hope you found this place, alright?" Santana ask with a smile.
"Oh yes, my driver didn't have any difficulty." Quinn replied.
Santana quirked an eyebrow.
"Your driver?"
"Yes?" Quinn answered with a question, unsure of Santana's tone.
Santana let a small chuckle.
"Is something amusing?" Quinn asked with a quirked eyebrow.
"No."
"Than why are you laughing?"
"Nothing, it's just weird." Santana replied casually.
"What may I ask is weird?"
"You." Santana replied bluntly as Quinn stared back with offended eyes.
"Excuse me?"
"Sorry, I didn't mean to offend you but god, Q!"
"I don't understand what your issue is?" Quinn spoke with slight irritation in her tone.
"You just seem so.." Santana shook her head, her eyes glancing around trying to find the right word before settling back on the blonde. "Booshie." Santana finally settled on.
Quinn's eyebrows reached her hairline.
"Excuse me?!" Quinn said full of indignation. "Ok. Obviously this was a bad idea. Clearly you haven't changed." Quinn huffed out already standing to storm out.
Santana grabbed her wrist before she could walk away standing slightly to stop the blonde.
"Hey, come on. I'm sorry, ok. Please seat." Santana pleaded in an uncharacteristic way.
Quinn looked at the brunette's eyes and saw amused sincerity shining in them.
The blonde cleared her throat as she warily sat back down.
"Listen, I'm sorry. It's just you seem a little uptight and I just want you to relax. It's just me. Santana. I promise to behave." Santana said in a relaxed tone.
"Obviously, it's you. Your still tactless." Quinn said with some bite, still a little bruised by the brunette's earlier words.
"True.. Come on, can we start over?" Santana asked softly.
"I don't know, are you going to continue to offend me?"
"I will do my best not to but you know me, Q. I've got an alter ego that refuses to die. Maybe you remember her? I call her snix." Santana said with a smirk.
She could clearly see Quinn fighting a smile. "Come on, you remember don't you." Santana urged wickedly.
Quinn shook her head and finally she released her smile. "Your crazy."
"Maybe but I'm still more hotter than you." Santana replied with a smile of her own.
An hour later found the 2 women in deep conversation.
Santana retelling Quinn of she and Britney's crazy roller coaster of relationship through the years.
"-and honestly I never felt more lost." Santana said with a shake of her head. "If it wasn't for Berry, I don't think I would have had the balls to fight for her."
At the mention of Rachel Berry Quinn's eyes widen as her stomach did an odd flip.
"You stood in contact with Rachel?"
Santana eyed the blonde as her own eyes widened.
She hadn't meant to bring up the brunette but she was part of the story.
"Yeah. Like I said if it wasn't for her. I don't think Britts and I would have made it passed college." Santana replied.
"Are you guys still friends?" Quinn asked.
Though she seemed calm on the outside. Just hearing Rachel's name caused a flurry of emotions she didn't understand but than again Rachel always had stirred those emotions since high school.
She always got under Quinn's skin.
She was the only one that could and Quinn had no idea why but by the end of senior year they had started a tentative friendship.
She even bought the metro north passes that they only got to use once on each other freshman year of college.
When Quinn came down to stop Rachel from doing a top nude seen for a student film and once when Rachel came to New Haven to talk some sense into Quinn about dating her psych professor.
After that Quinn had started dating some one else and Rachel had moved out of the apartment she shared with Santana and Kurt very abruptly.
Everyone became busy with they're own lives.
They no longer had any time for one another.
The last time Quinn was around the glee club was when she brought Biff down for the holidays.
Puck along with Santana tried to convince her he was trash.
That she could do better than him. She hadn't even made it to Finn's funeral.
"Yeah, actually. We lost contact sophomore year just after Finn's funeral." Santana started explaining.
"Rachel had got a call and left back to Lima for about a week."
"When Rachel came back she said she was moving out than packed her things and left."
"No other explanation but that. After moving out, she got really busy and before we knew it, we lost contact." Santana said sadly.
"I didn't see Rachel for another two years, when I ran into her outside of my college building."
"We reconnected and that was around the time Britts and I broke up."
"We hung out. At first she was hard to reconnect with because she was so private about her life but the more we hung out the more she trusted me."
"Eventually Rachel told me to get my shit together and helped me woo Britts again."
"That asshole Britney was with tried to tell her that Berry and I were screwing behind her back but eventually everything worked out."
"Why do you ask? Are you interested in seeing her?" Santana inquired.
"I know you guys lost contact just before Finn passed." Santana spoke softly at the mention of Finn. They were 32 years old now but it still stung to speak his name.
"Um.. Yes, I suppose I do. Only if she wants to, though. I wouldn't want to force her to have lunch with me. Do you think she'd be interested?" Quinn asked feeling a little desparate at the mere idea of being able to just sit with Rachel.
Quinn had secretly kept watch on any media platform for the name Rachel Berry but it never came.
Not on TV, not in movies, not in music and not on Broadway. It was disconcerting to say the least.
"Honestly?" Santana asked and Quinn nodded. "I'm not sure. Not that your a sore subject or anything but Rachel's a really private person. She's also extremely busy. She works hard to spend time even with her kids." Santana said and internally quirked an eyebrow with a smile as she watched Quinn's eyes shine at the news that Rachel Berry had children.
"She's a mother?" Quinn ask with a fond smile and something akin to a dreamy like shake of her head with a tone of awe in her voice.
Santana filed that little tid bit for later.
"Yes, actually. She has two." Santana answered.
"Wow. That's amazing." Quinn said with a full blown smile.
"How old are the-"
"You know she still talks about you." Santana cut in.
Quinn's eyes widened at the new information. "Really?"
"Yes, she told me about the time you blackmailed coach Sylvester to give the glee club a page for the thunder clap photo." Quinn flushed and Santana smiled.
"I didn't know she knew about that." Quinn said in embarrassment.
"Yeah, well. You were her hero for it." Santana replied and saw a flicker of something in the blonde's eyes but it was gone too quickly.
Santana wanted to guide the conversation away from Rachel.
"So, how's the munchkin?" Santana ask with a smile.
"She's ok. Her wrist is healing just fine." Quinn replied with a smile.
"So, is she your only one?"
"She was." Quinn said with a secret smile.
"Oh my god, are you pregnant?" Santana ask with a surprised smile.
Quinn nodded as her eyes shined with tears over the news with a little bit of what looked like relief in them.
"Why didn't you say anything?! Come here!" Santana said standing as did Quinn to hug the blonde. "Congratulations, Q." Santana said sweetly.
"Thank you." Quinn replied as the two released each other.
They sat back down and Quinn subtly wiped away a stray tear.
"How far along are you?"
"Honestly, I don't know. I just took the pregnancy test last night. We just moved here two months ago. I have to choose a new doctor." Quinn replied.
"Oh, I have a friend. She just so happens to be the top obstetrician in the country. Her main practice is here. I could get you an appointment if you'd like?" Santana ask with a smile.
"I couldn't ask you to do that. It's too much." Quinn spoke up immediately.
"Q, come on, stop with the modesty. I got this. She doesn't work all the time now. She's cut back. She only takes certain cases. I'm sure I could get you in by this week." Santana replied.
"You really shouldn't have to do that. I cou-"
"Q, don't worry about it. Besides trying to get a new doctor and an appointment in this city is hectic and if this is a sure positive. I'd rather set you up sooner rather than later. Come on, let me do this for you." Santana spoke sincerely.
Quinn smiled appreciatively. "Alright. Thank you, San."
"Awesome. What day is good for you?" Santana ask.
Quinn thought for a moment. "I suppose Thursday. It would give me a few days to move some things around." Quinn replied.
"Thursday it is."
"How are you so sure you could get Thursday?"
"Oh, please. That bitch owes me a favor." Santana responded sounding exactly like her teenage self. Quinn smiled adoringly at her.
"There's the Santana I remember." Quinn said with a chuckle.
"Don't forget it, either." Santana replied with her own smile.
"So, do you and Britney have any children?"
"Yes. twins and they were created for my slow torture." Santana said with a scoff and eye roll.
"Oh come on, they can't be that bad?" Quinn said with a giggle.
Santana gave her a deadpanned look of annoyance.
"They're 6 and tried to drive my car. One pushing the pedal and the other at the wheel. I don't even know how they got the damn thing open. They drove the car straight through the garage door. Thank god they didn't make it to the street. That fucking baby sitter was fired immediately." Santana scoffed out.
Quinn gasped and struggled for a moment before she snorted in laughter than slapped a hand over her mouth a she flushed in embarrassment at the unlady like snort that escaped her.
"It's ok, you can laugh. I'm over it now." Santana replied with a knowing smile of her own.
Once she got herself under control the blonde removed her hand and cleared her throat as she licked her lips.
"I hope they were alright." Quinn said eventually. Trying but failing to hold in the rest of her laughter.
"Before or after I whopped their asses?" Santana deadpanned.
"It's like you gave birth to yourself... Twice" Quinn responded giggling.
"You have no idea." Santana said with a laugh.
THURSDAY MORNING 9 AM.
Quinn's driver pulled up to the doctors office with time to spare.
She headed inside, straight to the service clerk desk.
"Hello, My name is Lucy McIntosh. I have an appointment?"
Santana texted her the date, time of the appointment and address and told her to give her a call when it was over with the news.
The nurse nodded than handed the blonde a clip board with all the forms she needed to fill out.
There weren't many people waiting and it was a comfortable office.
After filling in her paper work, she returned it to the front desk and waited.
15 minutes later she was escorted to her check up room by the nurse.
"Dr. Logan will be in shortly." The nurse said and Quinn nodded her understanding.
"Thank you." Quinn replied.
The nurse left and Quinn sat and waited patiently.
She couldn't believe her luck that she might be pregnant again.
She had been worried that she couldn't have anymore children with all the times they've tried to conceive but it never worked out.
She hadn't told anyone other than Santana about the possible pregnancy because she wanted to be sure.
She's had so many false alarms before and it always ended the same, with her in tears.
There was a knock on the door and Quinn's eyes were on the opening door instantly, than her jaw dropped as the doctor entered with her eyes on the clip board in her hands.
"Rachel?" Quinn whispered breathlessly.
"Quinn.." Was whispered back just as floored.