AN: A small little one shot that has been bugging me as of late. If it is well received and if people actually like it, I might make it into a short story or a full blown one. Who knows. Enjoy the Fluff.

AN 2 (12/12/2015): Figured it's past due to give this a more proper introduction. As already stated this started as a one shot that I couldn't get out of my head. I decided to make it a proper length novel story. It focuses on a different take on a Faberry romance starting near the start of Quinn's pregnancy.

It's not just Faberry though I deal with secondary characters deeply to give them a more fleshed out story that I think they have earned. Ranging from a dark take on Rachel's Fathers marriage, to the story of forgiveness for the Fabary Clan.

This story is HIGHLY AU. This is Fanfiction, Men, and I go at it. Do not worry, it's nothing crazy like werewolves or vampires, but I change certain things to add drama and plot to it. While I will make reference to the show plot elements, I like writing my own story and stealing everything from the show seems unfair.

Also all of this Unbetaed, so pardon any mistakes that I missed. I try to go back every few chapters for a read through to correct things, but one always miss things.

Evermore; Forever, Always, Continually. In the Future; henceforth.

"What's a Soulmate?"

"Well, it's like a best friend, but more. It's the one person in the world that knows you better than anyone else. It's someone who makes you a better person. Actually, they don't make you a better person, you do that yourself because they inspire you. It's the one person who knew you and accepted you and believed in you before anyone else did or when no one else would. A soul mate is someone who you carry with you forever. And no matter what happens, you'll always love them. Nothing can ever change that."

What was she doing? She sat in the back of the choir room, arms crossed over her chest. She had done it, climbed from the bottom and now back to the top. Head Cheerio once more, she almost had everything she had before Beth. That thought alone made her place a hand on her stomach, after months of carrying it had become a habit to rest her right hand on her baby bump. But now, now she was wondering what was missing? She had everything again, she thought for the longest time if it was the popularity she was missing. Being at the bottom had changed her, made her willing to do anything and everything to climb back to the top, but now that she had it again? It was not as she remembered. She missed the days where she she could simply ghost through the hallways without anyone noticing her.

She thought it was perhaps she was missing someone's arm to be carried on. She did have Finn before Beth. The new kid, Sam, he was nice and funny, but she already found herself waving. It had only been a week and she just found herself not that attracted to him. With each passing day she found her eyes wandering back to her.

Her hazel eyes came to rest on the small brown haired girl in the front of the choir room. Sitting away from almost everyone, she was quiet for once. Her and Rachel had actually became friends over the course of her pregnancy. She remembered that fateful day in the bathroom after she has rushed out of practice to heave out her lunch into one of the toilets.

She tried to relax her body as much as she could as she heaved into the white bowl of the toilet. With strands of hair getting in the way she knew that she was going to need to shower after all is said and gone. She felt tears starting to pool behind her eyes and slowly trickle down her cheeks. How did she end up like this? Her life had completely fallen apart, she had lost everything and gained nothing. All because of one night and one mistake.

She broke down fully, sobbing into her hands that she didn't hear the bathroom door open and then lock shut. She only felt a rather soft and small hand start to slowly rub up and down her back, another moving her hair to one side of her head, allowing her to finish emptying her stomach.

A soft voice hummed a tone near her ear, she didn't know it but it didn't matter. It helped calm her down. She leaned back into the person, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. Finally her hazel eyes meeting Rachel's brown ones. She knew she should be screaming and yelling. Destroying her. No one got to see her like this, got to see her world falling apart around her. It wasn't fair, it wasn't fair that it was Rachel here. Rachel who now had everything and her nothing. She turned slightly and rested her head into the crook of Rachel's neck and cried harder.

She heard Rachel softly "shh" her as she ran her hand along the curve of her back. It felt so nice, to finally have someone to hold her as she let go. She held tighter and tighter to Rachel as she finally allowed herself to feel the rushing emotions of the past few weeks.

Finally after what felt like hours of crying, Quinn finally was empty of tears. Simply hugging her arms around Rachel as the girl smoothed her hair. Rachel herself didn't understand it, no one had moved an inch as they watched Quinn rush out of practice. Finn still angry over the truth of the baby's father, Puke too coward to move a muscle. It was Rachel's fault that Quinn had no one there for her, it should be her to fix it.

When she entered the bathroom she could hear the violent sounds coming from Quinn. And the sight of her wrapped around the toilet broke her heart. Quinn's world was falling apart around her, she knew right there what she would have to do, she would have to build Quinn a new world. Show her that this isn't the end of her story. What surprised her the most, was the warm fluttering feeling she got when Quinn leaned into her.

"..-T..Thank you, Rachel." Quinn's voice was soft near Rachel's chest. It was the first time the blonde had ever called her by her real name, not a crude nickname or just 'Berry'.

Rachel didn't know what to say, she was too afraid of Quinn pushing her away and flee from the bathroom. Too afraid of the rushing warm feeling that entered her chest as Quinn snuggled deeper against Rachel's chest. The diva moved her body slightly so that her back was resting against one of the walls of the stall, allowing Quinn to lay in between her legs.

'A perfect fit.' The thought entered both of their minds. Quinn gave a small sigh and took a deep breath of Rachel's sweater. Having to resist a moan at the smell of vanilla assaulting her senses, the smell alone helped steady her stomach and she could feel the pounding behind her eyes easing.

"There is nothing you should be thanking me for. Everyone needs someone to fall into." Rachel said softly. She had a speech she wanted to give Quinn, explaining how sorry she was for having her hand in forcing her into this situation. But all she could do is lean her face downwards, her nose catching the strong strawberry scent of Quinn's shampoo. There would be time later for that, right now, Quinn needed someone just to hold her.

After that, the two became connected at the hip. Wherever the blonde was, Rachel was not far behind. When Rachel stormed out in a diva fit, it was Quinn that brought her back within minutes willing to make a deal over the issue. It was less known, that Quinn had moved in with the Berry's. After much begging from Rachel and the two male Berry's trying to explain in a number of different ways that they just wanted to take care of her, Quinn finally gave in.

She fell into Rachel, hard. She leaned on the girl as the weeks turned into months. Rachel became the best friend she always wanted. When she was lost, Rachel found her and showed her that this was only a chapter in her book, not the end.

Quinn death gripped Rachel's hand as she gave one final scream and push. A small bundle of life being placed into her waiting arms. She felt Rachel move her arm around Quinn's shoulders and pressed a kiss to the side of her sweaty temple. Quinn looked up at Rachel, her hazel eyes swimming in happy tears, so many months and now she held something she created in her arms. And it was Rachel there with her, holding her hand as she brought Beth into the world.

She couldn't help it anymore, over the months of her pregnancy, she had fallen for Rachel. Head deep, feet first, drowning in pools of brown. When there was no one else, Rachel came, when she thought her world was falling apart, Rachel came and built a new one just for her. Tenderly, she moved her lips upwards, her eyes closing softly, and gently pressed her lips to Rachel's.

The two became lost in the moment, of a soft and gentle brushing of lips. Nothing too heated, it was them, it was perfect.

Quinn sighed, resting her forehead into her hand, but then her mother had showed up, offered to her a spot back at her home now that her father was gone. And it had all fallen apart. The world that Rachel built for her was gone. They never spoke about the kiss, but the feeling of Rachel's lips burned against hers. She missed her so much that it hurt. She needed her, needed her so badly.

As the bell rang for the end of the day, Quinn was the last member to leave the choir room, going to the nearby restroom to splash some cool water across her cheeks. She wanted to cry, to fall back into Rachel. She needed her, she knew that she need her, but she was still so afraid, what if Rachel only thought their kiss to of been a spur of the moment thing? When it meant the world to Quinn.

"What the hell do you thinking you're doing?" A familiar female voice rang through the girl's restroom. Her eyes snapped away from the mirror to where Santana stood, arms crossed, and eyes narrowed.

"What do you mean?" Quinn turned, hands going behind her back to grip onto the sink.

"You know what I mean, Q! You and the fucking Dwarf. All last year you two became the best of friends, hell, the repressed lesbian tension could be cut with a knife. And now what? You threw her away as soon as you got back what you lost." Santana came forward, jamming her finger into Quinn's chest.

Quinn sucked in a breath, she wanted to scream and yell at Santana, to tell her that she was wrong. But a small voice in her head told her to be silent, that she needed this.

"You're going to fucking fix this, get your girl and all that gay shit. Oh so God help me, I will end you. And don't even try to tell me you don't feel that way about Rachel. It's time to stop running away, Quinn." Santana gave her a burning look before turning and storming out of the restroom. Leaving Quinn to fall to her knees and cry for the first time since she gave away Beth. She had to fix this, she needed to fix this.

The park had become one of the saving graces for Quinn and her four legged companion. Holding on tight to the leash, a small husky labrador mix held onto the leash in his small mouth as he walked happily along the fitness trail that ran through the large park. Quinn jogged alongside the puppy, before finally stopping near a park bench that was also the 2 mile mark.

The blonde fell onto the metal bench, the small husky puppy sitting on it's hind legs and looking up at it's two legged friend with a crooked head.

"Oh don't give me that look, Max." The blonde huffed in between breaths. She had most worked off the leftover fat from her pregnancy, the dog though could go for miles and miles it seemed.

Maximus, or Max, was a gift from her mother when she had first moved back in. The small newborn puppy had quickly became Quinn's best friend. Having been mix with a black labrador and a darker husky, Max had a coat of black and white with the trademark husky blue eyes.

The dog simply gave a happy bark at Quinn and went to lay down in between Quinn's legs, breathing hard with it's large tongue out. Quinn couldn't help but to smile, if it was not for her crazy banter with Max she wondered how she would of made it through the past few months.

She leaned back into the bench, steadying her breath from her run and giving her legs a break from the burning feeling that spread through them. Though in doing so, she had loosened her grip on the leash. Max's head perked up, as if he heard something before he threw himself to his legs and started to race across the green meadows of the park.

Quinn cursed loudly and spirited after her dog, "Max!"

The husky did not get far it seemed, as Quinn ran up a small hill she could see Max sniffing another dog, the owner of the other dog standing holding the leash, what appeared to be a pure blood black labrador stood at the other end of the leash. Sending a silent prayer of thanks, Quinn ran down the grassy hill to where Max stood. It was only when she was a few feet away did Quinn realize who just was the owner of the other dog. Rachel, of course.

Taking a breath, she ran forward and grabbed the leash of her wayward dog, "Maximus Fabery!" She said in her best 'mother' tone. The husky whined softly and went to sit on his hind legs staring up at Quinn, his head pointing towards the labrador as if trying to tell his owner something.

She heard Rachel giggle softly from next to her. Oh God did she miss that sound. She could feel the butterflies rising in her chest as she leaned down to pet Max's head and looked up at Rachel, "I am sorry, Max has a tendency to do as he pleases."

Rachel was slightly surprised when she was walking Roxie, a gift from her fathers, through the park when she saw a puppy husky rushing over the hill towards the two. Roxie though, started to go crazy on her leash and against the force of Rachel's arm, pulled the small diva half way to the husky.

The icing on the cake though, was just who the owner of the husky was. As soon as she saw blonde hair coming from down the hill, she knew who it was. The sight forced all air from her lungs. Even after all this time, Quinn still had that effect on her. It had been three months since the last time they spoke and she missed Quinn that it hurt.

When she asked her Fathers why it hurt so much, they simply gave her a puzzling answer of, "Because it was real, Rachel."

That kiss in the hospital, God she thought of it every night. The feeling of Quinn's soft lips against hers, her hand stroking Quinn's cheek. The blonde had invaded her life, moved in with her as Rachel help build Quinn a new life, showed her there was joy let to have. And in doing so, she had fallen head over heels for Quinn. Head deep, feet first, drowning in pools of hazel.

And here she stood, in the middle of a park in mid September, a cool nip in the air. Fate or Chance she wondered.

This was the chance Quinn had been waiting for, ever since the threat from Santana, she could finally explain everything, why she hide, why she ran. Why she was so afraid of allowing herself to go off the deep end.

"W..-Would you want to join me on my morning walk with Roxie? It seems that our two furry friends have strike up a friendship." Rachel stuttered at first, a blush coming to her cheeks. She was nervous, Rachel Berry never got nervous, unless it was Quinn. Always Quinn.

Quinn moved back up to her feet, looking down at the two dogs who stared up at their owners with large pleading eyes. Max whined and moved a paw upwards onto Quinn's thigh. Finally the blonde sighed, "Yes, I would like that very much."

Rachel watched Quinn and her husky in silence. She found it adorable how well in tune the two seemed to be to each other emotions. She tried to stop the flutter of butterflies in her chest as Quinn gave her answer.

They started down one of the paths, lucky it was too early on a Sunday morning for most people to be out, so they allowed their two dogs to run free without the use of their leashes. The dogs giving happy barks as they played with their new playmate.

"How are you..-" Rachel started but was cut off with Quinn saying over her, "I am sorry."

The two blushed red and looked away from each other, their eyes going to the happy dogs running through piles of leaves, "I was afraid." The blonde said simply.

Rachel didn't speak up allowing Quinn to fully express herself, "I was so afraid, Rachel. You gave me everything, you were the only one there for me when I needed someone, anyone. The rest of Glee Club turned on me, but not you. You came after me that day."

Rachel smiled softly, "It was my fault that you had no one coming to save you."

Quinn shook her head softly. She had to resist the urge to lean down and to gently take Rachel's hand, instead she shoved her hands into her sports hoodie, "No, no. You only did what I wasn't brave enough to do. I can never hate you, Rachel. I tried that for a very long time."

It was Rachel that made the first move, going to lean the left side of her body against Quinn's. Leaning her head onto Quinn's shoulder. Perfect, just the perfect height, "How do you do this?" She said softly.

"Do what?" The blonde asked, moving her trademark eyebrow upwards. She moved her right arm to wrap around Rachel's waist and held her closer. Like two pieces of a puzzle fitting in, she missed this feeling, being whole.

"Make me fall in love with you." Rachel said, moving her left arm to wrap around Rachel's waist.

Quinn didn't even blink before saying, "I have been slowly falling in love with you since the day we met and until the end."

Rachel closed her eyes softly, stopping now and throwing her arms around Quinn's neck, crying into her chest.

Quinn ran a soothing hand down Rachel's back. Max and Roxie came running forward now, nodding their heads next to the girls, wanting to be a part of the hug, "You built me a world, Rachel. When I needed someone you saved me. When I was lost, you got lost with me and drew me a map to what I always wanted, you. Please, I have been so lost without you."

Rachel moved her face from Quinn's chest, a bright smile on her lips as she leaned up on her tippy toes and gently pressed her lips to. Similar to the kiss they shared all those months ago, soft and tender, though Quinn pressed her lips harder against Rachel's. Pouring all her emotion into it. Head deep, feet first, drowning in Rachel.

"I wouldn't mind being lost with you." Rachel whispered as they broke apart, "Let me love you, Quinn, please."

"I never had a choice, Rachel. It was always you, and I know deep down, that it will forever be." The blonde said, happy tears coming to her eyes as the two met for another small sweet kiss.

Max and Roxie gave happy barks as they looked up at their owners. The two girls smiled down at their dogs, "And all it took to begin again was me losing my handling on Max's leash." Quinn said with a laugh, "Come on, Rach. There is a clearing that I always take Max to."

The blonde grabbed Rachel's hand with her right and Max's leash with her left. Offering a full smile and a giggle as she lead the pair to the other side of the park.

Though they before knew, that with each other, they would never be lost.