Hey everyone, this is a pretty short chapter, but I just wanted to get something out there to hopefully get back into the groove of writing. Hope you enjoy. Reviews are greatly appreciated. Also, sorry for any grammar issues.

Chapter 8

"This was a bad idea." Quinn said as she paced back and forth in front of Rachel.

"What was a bad idea? " Rachel asked. "Quinn?"

"I shouldn't be doing this yet…" Quinn continued.

"Doing what Quinn? I don't understand." Rachel was growing more concerned. "Hey?" She said gently grabbing Quinn by the elbow and stopping her pacing. "Talk to me."

Quinn looked Rachel in the eye nervously.

"I want you to know me Rachel. I already know so much about you, mostly because your thoughts are so loud; it's hard not to listen." She smiled at Rachel's blush. "I'm just afraid that…this…this part of me may change the way you see me."

"Quinn Fabray," Rachel said taking the blondes hands in her own, "have you seen you, it's going to take a whole hell of a lot to get me to see you differently."

Quinn rolled her eyes and laughed at the smaller girl. Honestly, Rachel had to be the cutest person ever.

"Okay," Quinn said releasing a breath.

"Now, tell me about this surprise." Rachel said with a giant smile.

"Well, surprise may not be the best way to describe this come to think of it." Quinn said.

With Rachel's hand still in hers, she led them a little further down the street. She stopped and sat them down on a nearby bench.

"First, you have to understand that I didn't have the greatest childhood." She looked at the brunette and smiled softly as Rachel listened to her, honestly listened. "My parents were always pretty distant and so as a teenager, I was constantly looking for someone to want me. When I first discovered that I could hear people's thoughts, it was pretty scary and very very loud." She looked down at the pavement below them but continued once she felt Rachel gently squeeze her hand to urge her on. "I met a guy. First guy I had ever met and could actually hear. The things he thought of me made me feel good. I felt wanted, you know? So, we were dumb. I was dumb." Quinn looked up from the pavement and across the street. "My parents actually offered to pay for me to leave, so I came here. They didn't want to deal with it."

"Deal with what?" Rachel asked confused.

Quinn looked back at Rachel for a few moments before she decided to just go on with it.

"There," Quinn said pointing across the street towards the playground, "In the yellow dress. That's my daughter."

"What?" Rachel said in shock, never taking her eyes of the small blonde child. The little girl had to be around two or three. She had long blonde hair like Quinn's and her smile.

"We put her up for adoption, I wasn't ready to raise a baby and neither was he. The family that adopted her is amazing. They say I can visit, but I don't think it's a good idea. Sometimes though, I do come out here to check on her, she's getting so big."

"Quinn," Rachel said still watching the girl, "she's beautiful."

"So you're not bothered by it?" Quinn asked.

"Why would I be? I was adopted too Quinn, I understand that it couldn't have been easy for you, but you did what was best for your daughter. "I think you're brave." Rachel leaned up and placed a soft kiss to the girls' lips.

This kiss was quick, she felt tingles running over her skin, that was normal, but the silence that happened along with it did not get by Quinn. She pulled back quickly and looked at Rachel.

"What's wrong?" Rachel asked startled by the abrupt movement.

"Did you…we have to go."

Quinn closed the door to Santana's room behind her as she entered.

"Don't try any weird stuff." She warned the Latina.

Santana rolled her eyes and lay down on her bed.

"Whatever, me and Brittany had sex all over the apartment while you and Berry were gone, so I'm fine for now. What's up?"

"Gross…Anyway," Quinn started, "I need to ask you something."

"Obviously."

"Don't be an ass."

"Well, what do you want?"

"I have a question about Rachel."

"Yes, she wants to fuck you."

"No! Not that…I already know that."

"Then what?"

Quinn took a deep breath to calm herself before asking.

"What does it feel like when Brittany mutes your power?"

"Kinda weird at first. Like, tingly. Like, I can finally focus. All the desire I feel all the time is magnified, but only for her. It's amazing." Santana rolled over to look at the blonde. "Why?"

"I heard silence today…"

"Wait what?"

"Today, with Rachel, she kissed me after I took her to see Beth and I heard silence."

"Wait…what? You took her to see your kid?"

"Yes, but that's not the point. Pay attention Lopez." Quinn slid closer to the Latina on the bed. "I. Heard. Silence. Do you know what that means?"

"...Seriously, what kind of surprise is that?"

"Damn it Santana. I think I'm falling for Rachel!"

"Like, surprise, you're gonna be a stepmom!" Santana chuckled to herself, still not listening to the blonde.

"Ugh!" Quinn said storming out of the room. "You're useless!" She slammed the door behind her. She could still her Santana as she laughed on.