Hello! Sorry it took me so long to update! I have had finals week this week and I had to write a paper and prepare for my final exam! Anyways, I'm done with my Summer A term classes! I promise you that Never alone will be updated soon!
As for this story, I got inspired to do a Dirty Dancing inspired story from Sabrina34268541! I swear, she literally helped me with this whole plot and always gave me fantastic ideas! I really wanted to write about Finchel and Quick. While I'll always love Finchel, I love Quick as much as I love Finchel! I also know that some people may not like Finchel and that's ok. So I hope you guys enjoy this story! I'm always accepting suggestions for stories! Reviews are love to me!

Summer 2012.

"You guys really are going to like this place. It's got everything you need from the pool to the spa! Oh! And I also heard they are doing theatre and dancing classes!"

17 year old Rachel could only nod as she pretended to listen while looking out the window. She has just graduated from high school and her mother and step-father Russell had practically taken both her and her step-sister, Quinn by force to what her parents liked to call a "family vacation". Rachel could only feel like it was punishment. She didn't feel like leaving New York. But you can't argue with your parents much when your 17 can you?

19 year old Quinn Fabray, who is next Rachel while Quinn's twin sister, Kitty Fabray is sitting by the left side widow, gives her a sympathetic look that Rachel knew all too well. She hated that look. She didn't like anything of it.

Quinn and Kitty met Rachel had meet when they were just 8 years old. Quinn's father, Russell, was a widow after his wife Lucy died due to complications from giving birth to Quinn and Kitty. Russell had taken up the responsibly of trying to fulfill the duties of a mother and father. He wasn't perfect but he did his best.

Russell had meet Shelby while he was at work. Russell was a very well-known doctor that made quite a living in Lima. Every hospital wanted him, and Russell would find himself traveling often to speak at conferences. Shelby had to take Rachel in for stiches after she busted her face on a wall at school. Once Shelby and Russell had made eye-contact, it was like love at first sight.

They ended up marrying about 2 years after they meet. It took a little while for Rachel, Kitty and Quinn to get used to each other. But in the end, they ended up loving each other as if they were real biological sisters.

"Girls! Are you two listening?"

Rachel and Quinn both jumped a little in their seats after Shelby asked them. They both looked at Shelby, and then back to each other, and then back to her. Kitty couldn't help but laugh. Rachel and Quinn give her a hard glare.

Kitty Fabray was something else. Compared to Quinn, she definitely would be described as a wild child in both Rachel's and Quinn's opinion. Kitty liked to flirt with a lot of boys growing up which often lead to her getting in trouble when her father would come home to see a man having his hands up her shirt. Kitty didn't really want to go to college and settled to being a waitress at a local bar in New York. As long as Kitty didn't show up wasted from work, the family was good.

Quinn was the first one to speak. "Yeah, Shelby. We're listening. What did you say the name of this resort was called again?"

"It's called the McKinley Resort! One of the best Resorts in Lima!" Shelby exclaimed.

Kitty mumbled under her breath. "I'd rather be in Hawaii then this place."

Quinn could only nod before leaning back into her seat. She couldn't even think about when the last time she went on vacation. Quinn had missed out on a lot of opportunities to go traveling with her family. Unlike Kitty, she had been fully dedicated to her studies at Yale University in California. She wanted to stay busy as much as possible. She spent a lot of her time being separated from her family. She already had finished her freshmen with all As in her classes both semesters. She wanted to do summer classes but her father wouldn't let her to them because he felt Quinn needed to relax.

Quinn could feel herself sigh. If only her father really knew why she was trying to stay busy. But that was a story for another day.

They arrive at McKinley after another 3 hours of driving. Once Rachel and Quinn step out, their mouths dropped.

The resort was big and beautiful. There was an outdoor pool that had a lifeguard on duty as well as basketball courts, volleyball nets and tents set up for different events. Rachel and Quinn couldn't help but be amazed that something this big and beautiful was in Lima.

"Well, do my eyes deceive me? Russell Fabray! How are you?"

Rachel and Quinn turned around and saw the owner of the McKinley resort. His badge read Sandy Ryerson: Owner. Sandy was practically bald and had glasses. He looked like he was in his late 50s to early 60s.

Russell shook Sandy's hand and smiled. "I'm doing great. And it look like you've lost some weight! How is your heart doing?"

Sandy smiled and bowed dramatically. "Thank you. Thank you. And my heart is doing fine. I'm still taking the medicine you gave me. And is this your wife and daughters?" Sandy asked while walking over to Shelby and the girls.

Russell smiled. "Yes. This is my wife, Shelby and my twin daughter, Quinn, Kitty, and my step-daughter Rachel."

Sandy smiled between Rachel and Shelby. "I can see the resemblance. How do you do Miss Shelby,' Sandy said while shaking Shelby's hand.

Shelby smiled. "It's nice to meet you Sandy. This is quite the lovely place you got here."

Sandy smiled. "Thank you. I try my best to keep in all in order. Speaking of which, I have the perfect cabin for you and your lovely girls, Russell." Sandy then whistled. "Kurt! Come over here and show our guests to their cabin! Now!"

"I'm coming!"

Rachel turned to see what looked like a boy about her age running towards her. He was very fashionably dressed even though he was in uniform. He was wearing gray slacks and a blue sweater even though it was in the middle of June.

Sandy huffed. "Finally, I swear you are really slow. Don't let it happen again. These people Kurt are my guests of honor! You are going to do whatever they tell you to do until I say you are done. Ok?"

Kurt nodded. "Yes sir."

Kurt then grabbed some of the bags that he could carry. When he reached down to grab Rachel's pick suitcase, Rachel stepped forward and grabbed it herself.

"I got it." She says politely.

Kurt looks at her sheepishly. "Are you sure? I can take it. It's no problem."

Rachel gives Kurt a critical look. "Really? Cause it looks like you got like four bags in your hand Kurt."

Before Kurt could say anything, Russell came beside Rachel and put his hands on her shoulders. "You heard what Mister Ryerson said young man. Please take my daughter's bag."

Kurt nodded and then took Rachel's bag out of her hands. Rachel gave him a sympathetic look as he carried all of their bags. She couldn't help but feel sorry for him as he struggled to lead the way to their cabins with five bags in his arms.

After about 15 minutes had gone by, they finally reached their cabin.

Kurt let go of the suitcases for a minute to get his keys out.

"Aww! Here we are. You guys will be staying in the King Cabin which is the nicest Cabin we have here. There is 24 hours room service provided for you. The maids will come around every morning to change your sheets." Kurt then handed Russell as few set of keys they could use to get in. "And if you need anything, please don't hesitate to ask," Kurt says with a smile.

Rachel couldn't help but smile. Even after lulling all of their suitcases, Kurt still managed to be very chivalrous.

Kitty then interrupted her train of thought. "Kurt, why don't take our suitcases in please?"

Rachel gave Quinn a worried look. Quinn did the same and before Kurt could even grab their suitcases, Rachel and Quinn both grabbed their suitcases and went to the door.

"That's okay Kurt. Rachel and I have it from here. You can go now okay?"

Kurt blinked after Quinn spoke fast. "Are you sure? I have no problem doing that."

Rachel and Quinn both gave him a warm smile. 'Kurt, you lulled all of our suitcases for 15 minutes, we can handle taking our stuff from here. But thank you very much. You're very sweet," Rachel said gently with a smile.

Kurt smiled in return and both Rachel and Quinn could see he was grateful that he didn't have to carry all five bags in. But he was just trying to do his job. "Ok. Thank you. Enjoy your stay." With that said, Kurt left.

"Mom! Russell! Quinn and I are going to look around!"

"Okay Rachel! Be safe!"

Rachel and Quinn then stepped out of the cabin. Quinn leaned against the wall of the cabin and took a deep breath.

"If I have to hear Kitty complain one more time about what is wrong with this place…." Quinn started.

"I know Quinn. Believe me, I know," Rachel soothed. "Come on. Let's go."

Quinn and Rachel then walked around the resort. It was a really nice place at night. There were lights decorated in the tress and lights in the pool. It was just about sunset and it was probably in the 70s. Not bad for a mid-June.

Quinn and Rachel decide to walk up to the restaurant area where they have their meals. They take a peak through the window to see a groups of boys dressed in their waiter uniforms and hear Mister Ryerson talking as they listen in.

"There are two kinds of help here," Sandy Ryerson states. "You waiters are all college guys, and I went to Yale and Harvard to you. And why did I do that? Why?" Sandy asked while all of them remain silent. Rachel could only guess Mister Ryerson was trying to intimidate them a little bit.

Mister Ryerson then starts again. "I shouldn't have to remind you. This is a family place. That means you keep your fingers out of the water, your hair out of the soup and show the goddamn daughters a good time. ALL the daughters even the dogs", Mister Ryerson says firmly giving each of them a hard glare. "Schelp them out to the terrace, show them the stars. Romance them any way you want," Mister Ryerson rambles.

Then a man with shades and a man with a Mohawk walk in.

Rachel and Quinn's eyes went wide. Both of them were really good looking men. Not like any other men they have seen. They had to remember to breathe.

"Got that guys?" The man with the shades ask with a hint of amusement in his tone before turning to leave with the mo-hawked man to leave only to have Mister Ryerson stop him.

"Hey, hold it! Hold it."

The two men stop to stare on Mister Ryerson as he makes his way over. "Well if it isn't the entertainment staff," Mister Ryerson says with a hint of disgusted look on his face. As he is talking, more guys come in. All them wearing another type of uniform. Some of them have instruments in their hands.

Mister Ryerson then thrusts a finger to the man with the shades and the mo-hawked man. "Listen, wise asses, you got your own rules. Dance and Sing with the daughters. Teach them the mambo, the cha-cha, vocal techniques, anything they pay for. But that's it. That's where it ends. No funny business, no conversations and keep your hands OFF!" Mister Ryerson yells.

The man with the mo-hawk then turns towards the man with the shades. "Some ass in the woods maybe, but no conversation" the mo-hawked man mocks causing the rest of the people in the room to laugh.

"Watch it Puckerman," Mister Ryerson warns.

Rachel feels immediately attracted to the man with the shades. The man with the shades has dark brown, messy hair and freckles on his face. He is wearing a plaid shirt and jeans which compliments his body entirely. He was very broad but not too overly so. She knows that he would tower over her from where she's standing. He was that tall.

Quinn feels herself drawn to the man with the mo-hawk. Yeah, he definitely seems like a smart ass in her opinion and normally she doesn't go for guys like that. But…this guy seemed secretly sweet in her opinion. She could in his eyes and face that he could definitely is a kid at heart. It was kind of enduring.

Then a waiter with short, brown hair starts to speak to the man with the shades. "You think you can keep that straight, Finn? What you can and can't lay your hands on?" He asks.

Finn sighs and shakes his head. He then walks over to the waiter. "You just put your pickle on everyone's plate, college boy and leave the hard stuff to me and Puck." With that said, both men left. But they didn't leave without knocking a chair down from where the waiter was working.

Quinn and Rachel could help but giggle. That waiter had it coming.

A little while later, it was time for dinner. Rachel and Quinn had left soon after seeing Finn and Puck leave. They had to dress up for this dinner as it was appropriate to do so at a resort like McKinley. Everyone dressed up.

"Here we are! Sit down, sit down. I'll get some wine," Mister Ryerson says while holding out the chair for Shelby. Rachel sat next to Shelby while Quinn sat next to her father and Kitty sat in the middle.

"Thank you, Sandy," Shelby says after she sits.

The waiter that Quinn and Rachel saw earlier cam rot the table and helped Kitty into her chair. Both Rachel and Quinn gave each a nervous look. There was just something not right about this guy and both of them could feel. Kitty, however, beamed at the waiter and happily sat in the chair he offered her not realizing the looks on her sisters' faces.

Mister Ryerson then started introducing the waiter to the family. "This is Mr. and Mrs. Fabray, Rachel, Quinn and Kitty," Mister Ryerson says while pointing to each of the family members so the waiter could see who was who.

Then Mister Ryerson introduced the waiter. "This is your waiter, Brody Weston. New York University for Musical Theatre. Jessie, these people are my special guests. Give them anything they want. Enjoy," Mister Ryerson says before leaving.

After dinner, Shelby looks at the leftover food.

With a shake of her head, she says, "I can't eat all of this leftover food. Are they still starving children in Europe?" She asks Quinn.

Quinn chuckled and shook her head. "Try Southeast Asia, Shelby."

"Oh. Right."

Russell then turns to Jessie who is busy pouring water into Kitty's cup. "Brody, Quinn wants to send her leftovers to Southeast Asia. So anything we don't finish, you wrap up."

Quinn laughs. Sometimes she just loves her dad's sense of humor.

Mister Ryerson then comes over. "How are you guys doing?"

"Sandy, my Quinnie's going to change the world. She wants to go teach music to underdeveloped countries" Russell states proudly while leaning back in his chair.

Mister Ryerson then turns to Rachel. "And what are you going to do, Rachel?"

Rachel feels frozen on the spot. She is still waiting from her response from a couple of colleges. But the ne she really want to get into is NYADA. But she hasn't told her parents that she auditioned. Even if she makes it in, she wasn't sure if she would want to go considering the circumstance in her own life.

"Rachel?" Shelby asks.

Rachel flinches as she knocked out of her thoughts. "Huh?"

"What are you going to do with your life?" Mister Ryerson ask again.

Rachel blushes from embarrassment. "Oh. Umm I'm still waiting for a few colleges but I think I want to be a teacher," She lies.

Quinn gives her sister a knowing look and Rachel just shrugs. Only Quinn knew what she wanted to be. But she also knew why Rachel was having a hard time. She also knew her parents may have a hard time at understanding.

Mister Ryerson then turns to Kitty. "And what are you going to do, Missy?"

Before Kitty can respond, Rachel replies to Mister Ryerson's question. "Oh! Kitty's going to decorate it!" Rachel exclaims causing Quinn to laugh. Kitty gives both of them a mean glare.

"Girls, please. "Shelby gently scolds.

"I'm sorry, Mom." Rachel says quietly.

Mister Ryerson then snaps his fingers in another directions. A boy with wavy, brown hair comes over to him and Mister Ryerson puts an arm around him.

"Russell, I want you to meet someone. My grandson Jessie Saint James. He goes to the University of Lima for business management."

Jessie looks over at Rachel and he smiles at her. Rachel smiles at him in return.

After dinner, Jessie and Rachel are dancing on the dance floor to some slow jazz music. Well even if you call it dancing. Jessie keeps stepping on her feet and his form is bad. Rachel knows he really should back up a little bit and give her some space for her feet to move but she makes it work.

"So are you going to major in English?" Jessie asks.

Rachel shakes her head. "No."

Jessie tilts his head to the side as if he's trying to figure her out. "Huh…you just seem like a quite girl. Likes to be mellow."

I wasn't always like this, Rachel thinks to herself.

"After the final show, I'm going to go to Mississippi with a couple of bust boys. Freedom riding," Jessie states proudly with a smirk.

Oh so he's going to be talking about himself all night. Lovely.

Rachel then sees Kitty and Brody dancing on the dance floor. Brody had changed out of his waiter outfit and was now in a tuxedo. Kitty looked like she was having the time of her life while Brody just smirked at her. Rachel felt her face turn into a hard glare. She really didn't have a good feeling about Brody. She sees Quinn looking at them too with the same facial expression.

Yeah, she's feeling the same way.

Then a microphone is turned on and Mister Ryerson steps out onto the stage where the live band is playing.

"Okay, let's give it up for our very own, William Schuester, Finn Hudson, Santana Lopez, Noah Puckerman and Brittany S. Pierce!"

Rachel freezes from dancing and looks up at the stage when she hears Finn's and Puck's name wondering if they are the same guys Quinn and her saw earlier. Sure enough, there stood the two men they saw along with a curly haired man who was the conductor with two girls with them. Santana was a beautiful Latina and Brittany was a pretty blonde. The girls gives the audience a sweet smiles and kisses as Finn, Puck and Will wave to the crowd.

Finn and Santana then grab microphones as Puck and Brittany walk to the middle of the dance floor. Then the beginning notes of Sway hit Rachel's ears.

Rachel couldn't help the squeal that came from her lips. "Sway!"

Jessie smiles at her enthusiasm "Yeah! Come on!" Grabbing Rachel by the waist he tries to lead her to a waltz. Rachel, however, has her eyes focused on the beautiful voice of the one Finn Hudson.

When marimba rhythms start to play,

Dane with me, make me sway.

Like a lazy ocean hugs the shore,

Hold me close, sway me more.

Rachel can't help but be amazed. She feels heat going through her skins as he sings. Yeah, his voice is a little rough but it's sexy for this song. Rachel then listens as Santana sings.

Like a flower bending in the breeze,

Bend with me, sway with ease,

When we dance you have a way with me,

Stay with me, Sway with me.

As Rachel listens to Finn and Santana sing, Quinn finds herself on the side of the stage watching Noah Puckerman and the beautiful Brittany S. Pierce dance to what looks like a waltz. Puck is wearing a black button down dress shirt with black slacks with a silver piece hanging around his neck. Brittany is wearing a beautiful pink dress with spaghetti straps.

They look so good together, Quinn thinks to herself.

Other dancers may be on the floor,

Dear, but my eyes will see only you.

Only you have that magic technique,

When we sway, I go weak.

Quinn can't help but be amazed at how Puck can be so focused for such a big goof. His eyes have never left Brittany's as he leads her through the room. Brittany is giving him just as much focus. She takes moment to marvel how handsome he is, he really was too attractive for his own good.

I can hear the sounds of violins,

Long before, it begins.

Make me thrill as only you know how.

Sway me smooth, sway me now.

Puck lifts Brittany in the air and twirls her around making Quinn gasp. He really was a good dancer. She sees Brittany and Puck smile at each other as they continue to sway together.

Other dancers may be on the floor,

Dear, but my eyes will see only you.

Only you have the magic technique,

When we swat, I go weak.

"Who is that?' Rachel asks Jessie motioning her head towards Finn and Santana. Even though she knew who they were, maybe Jessie may know a bit about them.

I can hear the sound of violins,

Long before it begins.

Make me thrill as only you know how.

Sway me smooth, sway me now.

"Oh them. They are the dance people. Here to keep the guests happy," Jessie huffs. Rachel could see Jessie looked more annoyed. Why is that?

Jessie scolds at both of the couples performing. "They shouldn't be showing off of each other. That's not going to sell lessons." Rachel rolls her eyes while Jessie isn't looking.

When marimba rhythms start to play,

Dance with me, make me sway.

Like a lazy ocean hugs the shore,

Hold me close, sway me more.

Rachel looks to see Santana swaying forwards with Finn. Finn Hudson really was a good looking guy. She thought he looked good before with just a plaid shirt and jeans. But in a tuxedo? Geez, words do Finn no justice. Santana looks just as radiant a red gown. When she sees Finn and Santana's hands intertwined as they dance, Rachel frowns. Could they be dating?

Like a flower bending in the breeze,

Bend with me, sway with ease.

When we dance you have a way with me,

Stay with me, sway with me.

The songs ends and the crowd bursts into applause. Rachel claps for both of the couples performing. Once she sees the couples leave, she turns to Jessie.

"Jessie, it has been wonderful spending time with you this evening but I think I will be going to see my sister now."

Jessie smiles and grabs her hand and presses a kiss to the back of it. "The pleasure was mine. See you later," Jessie says before he leaves.

Rachel spots Quinn to the side of the stage. Quinn offers her a small and tired smile.

"How did the dancing with Jessie go?" Quinn asks.

"Umm, well he defiantly is trying to be chivalrous but…" Rachel starts.

"He's just weird?" Quinn interrupts.

"He's kind of rude. Especially towards the performers tonight."

Quinn nods. "I see."

Rachel and sighs and looks at the clock. It's right before midnight. Quinn and Rachel usually are in bed by now.

"Ready to go back?" Rachel asks.

Quinn smiles and nod. "Yeah. Let's go."

Thoughts? I know it's not exactly the way Dirty Dancing is, but please know I have had a lot of help writing this plot out so far. I wanted to do some modern music Glee has done in this story along with some Glee references. And I know there may be some questions around Rachel's and Quinn's past but that won't come out till later. I hope you enjoy this so far!

Next: We'll get to some Finchel and Quick!