The Parent Trap, 5/?
Title: The Parent Trap (5/?)
Author: IrisAyame
Pairing: Rachel/Quinn
Rating: PG-13
Length: 2203 for this chapter, 10204 total
Spoilers: Quinn's eggo
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee.
Summary: AU. Based on glee_fluff_meme prompt. Prompt was: Rachel and Quinn get married. Instead of Quinn having one kid, she has twins, because, duh, that's like the whole point of the story :) They get divorced, quinn takes one daughter and rachel takes the other. They agree to not tell the girls about each other. Rachel lives in New York and Quinn lives in Lima. Their daughters end up meeting at summer camp and plan to get faberry back together.
Author's Note: I know this isn't a really long chapter. Sorry. But just... like... I really want to update daily and I DON'T always have the time to write lengthy chapters. But how many people update daily? Forgive me & I'll make up for it? :)
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Brand New Home
They both dropped the picture, and when it fell on the bed, they saw that the 2 halves fit together perfectly, to make a picture of Rachel looking loving towards Quinn, while Quinn was rubbing her very pregnant belly and was smiling widely.
"You're my sister!" Susie said in a loud voice.
"You're my sister!" Allie said, possibly even louder.
They sat across from each other, catching their breaths, trying to calm down and give their emotions a proper place.
Susie broke the pause.
"Wow. I have always wanted a sibling, and now I have one. And you can even tell me about my birth mother!"
"I know, right? Mom never wants to talk about my Other Mother, and she's like, a mystery to me or something."
"You have to tell me about our mom. Everything. I want to know every single detail, no matter how small." Susie said in a demanding voice.
"I don't think I can do that, there's too much to tell!" Allie laughed.
"Oh God, I wish I could know her like you do!" Susie cried out, throwing her head in her hands, before adding:
"I love my mom, don't get me wrong, but... is it so wrong for me to want to know my birth mother?"
"I know what you mean. My Other Mother seems like some kind of myth to me. I wish I did know her." Allie frowned, before gasping.
"You know what we should do?"
"Tell each other about our moms, right?" Susie said.
"No! We should switch!"
"...Switch?" Susie said, arching her eyebrow.
"We could pull it off! We look so much alike!"
"It's..." Susie looked vaguely at the wall, but then smiled and said:
"It's perfect! We can totally pull it off! You're a genius!"
"I know."
"Only, it has one tiny little flaw."
"You mean, we're not anything alike each other?" Allie smiled.
"Exactly."
"One, tiny little flaw," Allie said with a glint in her eyes.
The rest of the night they spend telling about their home lives.
"You do know how to cook, right?" Allie asked.
"Cook? Of course not. My mom is a Broadway star, her schedule is irregular, she doesn't know how to cook, we are fully committed to take-out!"
"Well, that's gonna be easy for me. But I cook on Tuesday's, Thursday's and Friday's because mom is home really late on those days."
"You COOK?"
"I do. I'll tell you where to find the recipes. Maybe you can say that you forgot how to cook over the course of the summer for the first days."
"I'll have to," Susie said, already looking panicked.
While Susie tried to draw some maps of New York, Allie was writing down the list of people that she knew in Lima. But there was only one thing bothering her. How was she going to talk all the time like she swallowed a dictionary? And how was Susie dropping half of her vocabulary?
"Alright," Susie started. "I have drawn you a map of the places that I visit regularly. Of course, you will get lost a number of times, no matter how flawless I have drawn this map, because it is New York and Lima is like a matchbox while New York is like the table on which the matchbox lies. Frankly, I still question how we are going to pull this off, so I hope that you are an accomplished liar, because you will probably find yourself in a few situations in which you will have to make up an excuse. In drama class, I always excel in improvising, so I have little doubt that I will have trouble getting myself out of the difficulties that will arise."
Allie sighed.
"Susie," she started, "I don't talk like that. If you're gonna be me, you can't talk like that."
"I have a rather large vocabulary, do I have to abnegate all those words that I use so regularly?"
"It might be healthy for you," Allie tried.
"What if I forget about them!?"
"I'm sure you wont."
"I don't think I can do that. I'll make up an excuse."
Allie rolled her eyes. "Do you think that will work?"
"I'll make it work!" Susie said stubbornly. Allie rested her head in her hands.
"What about you? My mother and I talk alike, we have ever since I uttered my first syllables, I think. But I think mom would be highly surprised if I came home and talked..." Susie searched for the word that her large vocabulary would not come up with. Allie supplied one.
"Normal?"
"Well, yeah."
"I'll make it work," Allie teased.
"How are we gonna get back?" Susie asked suddenly. "We're gonna get home somehow. And what happens then? We never see each other again?"
"They can't do that, they won't. The cat's out of the bag now. At one point, I'm sure we're gonna tell them. When we both want to."
"And then what?"
"Then they'll have to switch us back."
"They'll have to... meet?" Susie asked, now the same glint in her eyes as Allie.
"I'm pretty sure they'll have to, yeah." Allie agreed.
"Is your mom dating anyone?" Susie asked, eyes growing wide when she realized that it was Allie's train of thought all along.
Allie grinned.
"Nope. Yours?"
"Neither. Do you think they would be... reunited?"
"It would be really awesome, wouldn't it? To be really like sisters? With both of our moms?"
"A family!" Susie said breathlessly. It was more than she could have ever dreamed of.
"A family." Allie nodded. Susie didn't see it, only focussing on her mind's pictures of 2 mommy's and a sister.
The rest of the camp they spend attracting attention by growing close like the twins they were, freaking out everybody. If it hadn't been for the hair-rule, some serious problems would arise. Under the increasingly disbelieving growing watch of Erin and Kelly, the two became nothing short of best friends. They thought of ways to keep in touch with one another, being thankful that both of their moms let them have their respective privacy. Email addresses. Phone numbers. They took over each other's friends addresses and phone numbers. And though they knew they would be getting homesick, mostly their hearts beat faster at the thought of the end of summer camp coming closer.
When it came, they were as prepared as they ever could have been. At least, for the practical side of things. But when the trains came, it pained them both, not just to say goodbye to their newly made friends, but also to an unforgettable summer, and a sister.
Nobody found out about the switch. It was made quietly, suddenly they were wearing each other's clothes, and were glad that neither had tattoo's or anything, only both pierced ears. Only one person had gotten to know the both of them well enough over the course of the summer, to notice.
"Susie, why are you wearing Allie's clothes?" Charlotte asked, eyebrows raised.
"What are you talking about? I am Allie!"
"No you're not. If you are, where's your freckle?"
"You actually pay attention to that?" Susie's mouth dropped.
"I had to all summer, remember? What are you doing? Where's Allie?"
Susie glanced at Allie, wearing her clothes, and saw Charlotte following her gaze before giving her an unbelieving look.
"You're switching?"
"We are. I just... I really want to get to know my birth mom. And she wants to get to know her Other Mother. Capital O, capital M."
"You're switching homes with Allie?"
"We planned it all through. Just... don't tell anyone, okay? Please? Our whole strictly mapped-out plan would go awry if you'd do such a thing!"
'Whoa,' Charlotte thought, 'This is so going to fail.'
"Then I won't do such a thing," Charlotte replied with a smile, before adding: "Which does not mean that I support this insanity!"
"I know, you would think we had gone mental, but I am positive that you can find it in yourself to understand our position and thus this situation."
"Alright, just, good luck, Susie Q."
"Thank you. I know that we will both need it."
Allie ran over to her, to give her a final, tight hug. They quickly said their goodbyes and reminders, and then Susie was on the train to Lima, Ohio, with Allie in the other train to NYC. The small tinge of homesickness was already bothering her now, but overpowered greatly when she thought about the fact that in a few short hours, she would come face to face with the woman who gave birth to her.
While Allie stared out of the window, she let her mind wonder freely. She had gotten to know Susie pretty well over these weeks, but there were so many things that could go wrong with this. One mistake was all it took. She wouldn't be like Susie, she couldn't really be. Only one time of completely forgetting a name, a habit, anything really, and everything would just... fall apart. So she'd be careful. And smart. She could be those things. She was those things. She could pull up a curtain of smoke when she needed to. Hopefully Susie wasn't too innocent to do the same.
"We will be arriving in Lima, Ohio within 3 minutes. Do not forget your luggage. We hoped you enjoyed your trip."
Susie was all but bouncing in her seat, the excitement almost too much to handle. She got some not-so appreciative looks from her fellow passengers, but well, what would you do if you were finally about to meet your birth mother, after years of wondering what this exact moment would be like? Her stomach was filled with nervous butterflies. What would she look like? Would she be nice? Would she be strict? Would she like Broadway? These, and other questions of vital importance were floating around Susie's mind. There was one thing that overshadowed them all. One worry overpowering all others.
What would she think of her?
The train stopped, her heart was fluttering in her tightening throat. She was scared that she was about to commence hyperventilating, which was not quite how she imagined the long expected meeting with her mother to go, and would probably ruin everything. She couldn't help practically bouncing out of the train, though, and she looked around her, stretching her neck out as far as it could go, when she heard:
"Allie!"
For a second, she forgot it was her. But she remembered soon enough, and turned around so fast that she feared to have problems with her neck for the next couple of weeks.
There, a few feet away from her, was a tall blonde woman in a long coat, with a wide smile, hazel eyes and a skin as pale as hers normally was in the winter. She had her arm stretched out in front of her in a welcoming gesture, and Susie ran hurriedly towards her to fall into the embrace.
"Mom!"
"Hey, sweetie. I've missed you!"
"I've missed you too," Susie whispered. "You have no idea!"
For a while she just stood there. Somehow, her mom seemed to sense that she didn't want to let go yet, and so they both didn't.
When she finally felt prepared enough, she let go and looked up again at her mothers blinding smile.
"It's good to have you back, Allie."
"I am very excited to be here, too. Shall we proceed to go home?"
It earned her a weird and slightly shocked look from her mom. For the first time, Susie was one of the people who wished she could zip her mouth.
"Yes. Let's go home."
When her mom put an arm around her, Susie forgot again.
Allie looked out of the window with a glassy look in her eyes, too far gone to realize that NYC's skyline was getting closer to her. Or rather, she was getting closer to it. So when the train pulled up in the station, she suddenly choked, almost blacked out and wanted to admit the whole thing to the first person she saw. But Allie was stronger than that, so she grabbed her bag, and stepped out of the train, spotting a dark-haired woman that looked suspiciously much like the one on her photograph. She called out: "Mom!", and although it sounded a little bit weird to her, when the woman turned to meet her and a genuine smile spread across her face, she felt right at home. Her mom walked as quickly as her legs could carry her towards her, and stood on her toes to kiss her head.
"Did you grow again?" Rachel immediately asked.
It was true that Allie in fact was taller than Susie. Barely, but still.
"Of course not," Allie replied confidently with a relaxed smile.
"I took tonight off for you, we have all night to catch up, and I am positive that we will need it, too. I want to hear all about your camp!"
Rachel hugged her close and Allie let a relaxed smile spread across her face as she let her mother's arm wrap around her.
She had never been more at ease. She felt like she was home.
Part 6
Author: IrisAyame
Pairing: Rachel/Quinn
Rating: PG-13
Length: 2203 for this chapter, 10204 total
Spoilers: Quinn's eggo
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee.
Summary: AU. Based on glee_fluff_meme prompt. Prompt was: Rachel and Quinn get married. Instead of Quinn having one kid, she has twins, because, duh, that's like the whole point of the story :) They get divorced, quinn takes one daughter and rachel takes the other. They agree to not tell the girls about each other. Rachel lives in New York and Quinn lives in Lima. Their daughters end up meeting at summer camp and plan to get faberry back together.
Author's Note: I know this isn't a really long chapter. Sorry. But just... like... I really want to update daily and I DON'T always have the time to write lengthy chapters. But how many people update daily? Forgive me & I'll make up for it? :)
[Part 1] [Part 2] [Part 3] [Part 4]
Brand New Home
They both dropped the picture, and when it fell on the bed, they saw that the 2 halves fit together perfectly, to make a picture of Rachel looking loving towards Quinn, while Quinn was rubbing her very pregnant belly and was smiling widely.
"You're my sister!" Susie said in a loud voice.
"You're my sister!" Allie said, possibly even louder.
They sat across from each other, catching their breaths, trying to calm down and give their emotions a proper place.
Susie broke the pause.
"Wow. I have always wanted a sibling, and now I have one. And you can even tell me about my birth mother!"
"I know, right? Mom never wants to talk about my Other Mother, and she's like, a mystery to me or something."
"You have to tell me about our mom. Everything. I want to know every single detail, no matter how small." Susie said in a demanding voice.
"I don't think I can do that, there's too much to tell!" Allie laughed.
"Oh God, I wish I could know her like you do!" Susie cried out, throwing her head in her hands, before adding:
"I love my mom, don't get me wrong, but... is it so wrong for me to want to know my birth mother?"
"I know what you mean. My Other Mother seems like some kind of myth to me. I wish I did know her." Allie frowned, before gasping.
"You know what we should do?"
"Tell each other about our moms, right?" Susie said.
"No! We should switch!"
"...Switch?" Susie said, arching her eyebrow.
"We could pull it off! We look so much alike!"
"It's..." Susie looked vaguely at the wall, but then smiled and said:
"It's perfect! We can totally pull it off! You're a genius!"
"I know."
"Only, it has one tiny little flaw."
"You mean, we're not anything alike each other?" Allie smiled.
"Exactly."
"One, tiny little flaw," Allie said with a glint in her eyes.
The rest of the night they spend telling about their home lives.
"You do know how to cook, right?" Allie asked.
"Cook? Of course not. My mom is a Broadway star, her schedule is irregular, she doesn't know how to cook, we are fully committed to take-out!"
"Well, that's gonna be easy for me. But I cook on Tuesday's, Thursday's and Friday's because mom is home really late on those days."
"You COOK?"
"I do. I'll tell you where to find the recipes. Maybe you can say that you forgot how to cook over the course of the summer for the first days."
"I'll have to," Susie said, already looking panicked.
While Susie tried to draw some maps of New York, Allie was writing down the list of people that she knew in Lima. But there was only one thing bothering her. How was she going to talk all the time like she swallowed a dictionary? And how was Susie dropping half of her vocabulary?
"Alright," Susie started. "I have drawn you a map of the places that I visit regularly. Of course, you will get lost a number of times, no matter how flawless I have drawn this map, because it is New York and Lima is like a matchbox while New York is like the table on which the matchbox lies. Frankly, I still question how we are going to pull this off, so I hope that you are an accomplished liar, because you will probably find yourself in a few situations in which you will have to make up an excuse. In drama class, I always excel in improvising, so I have little doubt that I will have trouble getting myself out of the difficulties that will arise."
Allie sighed.
"Susie," she started, "I don't talk like that. If you're gonna be me, you can't talk like that."
"I have a rather large vocabulary, do I have to abnegate all those words that I use so regularly?"
"It might be healthy for you," Allie tried.
"What if I forget about them!?"
"I'm sure you wont."
"I don't think I can do that. I'll make up an excuse."
Allie rolled her eyes. "Do you think that will work?"
"I'll make it work!" Susie said stubbornly. Allie rested her head in her hands.
"What about you? My mother and I talk alike, we have ever since I uttered my first syllables, I think. But I think mom would be highly surprised if I came home and talked..." Susie searched for the word that her large vocabulary would not come up with. Allie supplied one.
"Normal?"
"Well, yeah."
"I'll make it work," Allie teased.
"How are we gonna get back?" Susie asked suddenly. "We're gonna get home somehow. And what happens then? We never see each other again?"
"They can't do that, they won't. The cat's out of the bag now. At one point, I'm sure we're gonna tell them. When we both want to."
"And then what?"
"Then they'll have to switch us back."
"They'll have to... meet?" Susie asked, now the same glint in her eyes as Allie.
"I'm pretty sure they'll have to, yeah." Allie agreed.
"Is your mom dating anyone?" Susie asked, eyes growing wide when she realized that it was Allie's train of thought all along.
Allie grinned.
"Nope. Yours?"
"Neither. Do you think they would be... reunited?"
"It would be really awesome, wouldn't it? To be really like sisters? With both of our moms?"
"A family!" Susie said breathlessly. It was more than she could have ever dreamed of.
"A family." Allie nodded. Susie didn't see it, only focussing on her mind's pictures of 2 mommy's and a sister.
The rest of the camp they spend attracting attention by growing close like the twins they were, freaking out everybody. If it hadn't been for the hair-rule, some serious problems would arise. Under the increasingly disbelieving growing watch of Erin and Kelly, the two became nothing short of best friends. They thought of ways to keep in touch with one another, being thankful that both of their moms let them have their respective privacy. Email addresses. Phone numbers. They took over each other's friends addresses and phone numbers. And though they knew they would be getting homesick, mostly their hearts beat faster at the thought of the end of summer camp coming closer.
When it came, they were as prepared as they ever could have been. At least, for the practical side of things. But when the trains came, it pained them both, not just to say goodbye to their newly made friends, but also to an unforgettable summer, and a sister.
Nobody found out about the switch. It was made quietly, suddenly they were wearing each other's clothes, and were glad that neither had tattoo's or anything, only both pierced ears. Only one person had gotten to know the both of them well enough over the course of the summer, to notice.
"Susie, why are you wearing Allie's clothes?" Charlotte asked, eyebrows raised.
"What are you talking about? I am Allie!"
"No you're not. If you are, where's your freckle?"
"You actually pay attention to that?" Susie's mouth dropped.
"I had to all summer, remember? What are you doing? Where's Allie?"
Susie glanced at Allie, wearing her clothes, and saw Charlotte following her gaze before giving her an unbelieving look.
"You're switching?"
"We are. I just... I really want to get to know my birth mom. And she wants to get to know her Other Mother. Capital O, capital M."
"You're switching homes with Allie?"
"We planned it all through. Just... don't tell anyone, okay? Please? Our whole strictly mapped-out plan would go awry if you'd do such a thing!"
'Whoa,' Charlotte thought, 'This is so going to fail.'
"Then I won't do such a thing," Charlotte replied with a smile, before adding: "Which does not mean that I support this insanity!"
"I know, you would think we had gone mental, but I am positive that you can find it in yourself to understand our position and thus this situation."
"Alright, just, good luck, Susie Q."
"Thank you. I know that we will both need it."
Allie ran over to her, to give her a final, tight hug. They quickly said their goodbyes and reminders, and then Susie was on the train to Lima, Ohio, with Allie in the other train to NYC. The small tinge of homesickness was already bothering her now, but overpowered greatly when she thought about the fact that in a few short hours, she would come face to face with the woman who gave birth to her.
While Allie stared out of the window, she let her mind wonder freely. She had gotten to know Susie pretty well over these weeks, but there were so many things that could go wrong with this. One mistake was all it took. She wouldn't be like Susie, she couldn't really be. Only one time of completely forgetting a name, a habit, anything really, and everything would just... fall apart. So she'd be careful. And smart. She could be those things. She was those things. She could pull up a curtain of smoke when she needed to. Hopefully Susie wasn't too innocent to do the same.
"We will be arriving in Lima, Ohio within 3 minutes. Do not forget your luggage. We hoped you enjoyed your trip."
Susie was all but bouncing in her seat, the excitement almost too much to handle. She got some not-so appreciative looks from her fellow passengers, but well, what would you do if you were finally about to meet your birth mother, after years of wondering what this exact moment would be like? Her stomach was filled with nervous butterflies. What would she look like? Would she be nice? Would she be strict? Would she like Broadway? These, and other questions of vital importance were floating around Susie's mind. There was one thing that overshadowed them all. One worry overpowering all others.
What would she think of her?
The train stopped, her heart was fluttering in her tightening throat. She was scared that she was about to commence hyperventilating, which was not quite how she imagined the long expected meeting with her mother to go, and would probably ruin everything. She couldn't help practically bouncing out of the train, though, and she looked around her, stretching her neck out as far as it could go, when she heard:
"Allie!"
For a second, she forgot it was her. But she remembered soon enough, and turned around so fast that she feared to have problems with her neck for the next couple of weeks.
There, a few feet away from her, was a tall blonde woman in a long coat, with a wide smile, hazel eyes and a skin as pale as hers normally was in the winter. She had her arm stretched out in front of her in a welcoming gesture, and Susie ran hurriedly towards her to fall into the embrace.
"Mom!"
"Hey, sweetie. I've missed you!"
"I've missed you too," Susie whispered. "You have no idea!"
For a while she just stood there. Somehow, her mom seemed to sense that she didn't want to let go yet, and so they both didn't.
When she finally felt prepared enough, she let go and looked up again at her mothers blinding smile.
"It's good to have you back, Allie."
"I am very excited to be here, too. Shall we proceed to go home?"
It earned her a weird and slightly shocked look from her mom. For the first time, Susie was one of the people who wished she could zip her mouth.
"Yes. Let's go home."
When her mom put an arm around her, Susie forgot again.
Allie looked out of the window with a glassy look in her eyes, too far gone to realize that NYC's skyline was getting closer to her. Or rather, she was getting closer to it. So when the train pulled up in the station, she suddenly choked, almost blacked out and wanted to admit the whole thing to the first person she saw. But Allie was stronger than that, so she grabbed her bag, and stepped out of the train, spotting a dark-haired woman that looked suspiciously much like the one on her photograph. She called out: "Mom!", and although it sounded a little bit weird to her, when the woman turned to meet her and a genuine smile spread across her face, she felt right at home. Her mom walked as quickly as her legs could carry her towards her, and stood on her toes to kiss her head.
"Did you grow again?" Rachel immediately asked.
It was true that Allie in fact was taller than Susie. Barely, but still.
"Of course not," Allie replied confidently with a relaxed smile.
"I took tonight off for you, we have all night to catch up, and I am positive that we will need it, too. I want to hear all about your camp!"
Rachel hugged her close and Allie let a relaxed smile spread across her face as she let her mother's arm wrap around her.
She had never been more at ease. She felt like she was home.
Part 6