AN: Happy Faberry Week! So here's my first contribution although it's entirely not done yet. It'll have a second part which I haven't finished yet. But, on the bright side, all my other fics for this week are complete. As per usual I own nothing. Title is taken from a Cyndi Lauper song, but you probably know that unless of course you've only ever listened to the song through covers.
Eyes closed and half asleep, Quinn buried her face in her girlfriend's hair. She inhaled deeply, and let out a contented sigh as she exhaled. She loved mornings for this simple reason. Even better were the lazy days when they'd lie in bed for a few extra hours. It wasn't one of those days though. They had a flight for Lima that they would have to catch soon. Of course there was nothing saying that they had to go. It was just a ten year reunion after all.
Or at least that's what Quinn kept telling herself. Try as she might, she knew that there was something in particular that was drawing her back to that little old town in Ohio. And nothing, not even the beautiful girl in her arms could stop her from visiting home. It'd been years since she'd been back, but given her desire to escape the place that wasn't much of a surprise.
Slowly, sunlight crept into the room. It shone through the curtains and roused the brunette in Quinn's arms. She let out a displeased sound which Quinn replied to with a kiss onto the back of her head and a, "Morning superstar."
"Morning beautiful," the singer yawned out. She shifted her position so she was facing Quinn and gave her a quick peck on the lips. "Today's the day, isn't it?" she asked excitedly, receiving a half-hearted nod as an answer. "Hey, don't be like that. It'll be fun." She turned her head to the side to check the time, and upon noting it, shimmied out of Quinn's arms. "I'm going to go take a shower," she announced as she sauntered over to the bathroom. "I'll be right back."
"Okay baby."
"Of course… you join me," she suggested with a seductive eyebrow raise. Quinn licked her lips before taking her lower one between her teeth. She bit down hard because as tempting as it was to have a shower with her girlfriend she knew that they would very likely get carried away. And if that were to happen they would surely miss their plane. Reluctantly, she shook her head. "Fine, but you're going to miss this ass," she said, continuing to the bathroom as she gave her hips some extra sway. "I guess I'll just get some help from the showerhead." And with that she was gone.
Quinn whimpered and fell back onto the bed. Her girlfriend never played fair. She probably should have just given in but it was too late now. She busied herself by checking her bags. They hadn't packed much for the trip as Quinn had no intention of staying for long. Her plan was simple; come by, see her mom, catch up with old friends, maybe reminisce a bit, and then head back home. It was simple, just as Quinn wanted it to be.
Their belongings looked to be in order so Quinn decided to head downstairs and make a little breakfast before her girlfriend finished her shower. After a bit of browsing, she settled on making pancakes with a side of sausages for herself. Before long her girlfriend came strolling in. "Mmm, that smells good." Quinn turned around and, to a certain amount of delight, found that her girlfriend was fully clothed unlike the previous time that this something like this had happened and she had gotten the great idea of coming downstairs with only a towel on.
In a way Quinn was disappointed, but she was also relieved that she wouldn't be distracted any further. She finished the current pancake that she was making and continued onto the next one. "I've got some done already if want to eat." Arms wrapped around her waist and lips fell upon her neck.
"I think I'll wait."
Quinn resumed cooking as her girlfriend peppered kiss along her neck, occasionally nibbling her earlobe. Maybe Quinn had spoken too soon when she assumed that all distractions were out of the way. "You're trying to kill me, aren't you?"
"Of course I'm not," the brunette husked into her ear. "But what a way to go if I was, huh?"
"Death by sexual frustration?" Quinn mused. "That would be a way to go, but if I were going to die I'd prefer it if I was actually having sex."
"Well remember; you're the one that turned me down."
"Don't remind me," Quinn groaned as she reached for her cup of coffee. A high school reunion shouldn't have been this stressful, but she was about ready to start pulling her hair out. It had been a while since she had been home. In fact, Quinn couldn't quite remember the last time she had gone back; some time when she was still at Yale most likely. "Let's just eat."
"Sure thing babe." She grabbed a couple of plates and began stacking pancakes for the two of them. She brought them to the table where the two of them started consuming their meal. As she ate, Quinn leisurely swung her legs. Her feet soon came in contact with those of her girlfriend and small game of footsies would follow. It made Quinn laugh.
Easy going mornings, she truly did love those. Her life was all but perfect; there wasn't much more that she could ask for. The two of them went on eating as they continued their little game. And after that they went off for the airport. With that, Quinn crossed the threshold of no return. Any doubts she previously had meant nothing at that point.
She slept off her worries during that flight while her girlfriend watched the in-flight movie and made certain that she was comfortable. Hours later she shook Quinn awake. "Hey baby, we're about to land." Quinn let out a yawn and stretched her arms out.
"Thanks superstar." Home. She was home again. Quinn looked out the window and took a grip of her girlfriend's hand. She was still nervous, but with the girl beside her Quinn was certain that she'd be able to make it through whatever awaited her.
After they touched down, the pair hailed a cab and directed the driver to Quinn's old house. They received no answer when they got there and so Quinn was forced to retrieve the spare key. Luckily it was still hidden in the same place even after these years. They strolled inside and found the place to be seemingly empty. "Mom?" The only answer that followed was the echoing of Quinn's voice.
"Is she not here? You did tell your mom that we were coming by, right?"
"Yeah, let me send her a text." Quinn typed out a quick message and received a prompt reply in a few moments. "She's out at the store. She didn't expect us to be here so soon. While she's out why don't we go upstairs and relax?" she suggested after a moment of thought. Without even waiting for an answer, Quinn already began heading upstairs, following the familiar path up to her room. "Come on, I'm tired." Quinn tugged on her girlfriend's hands who giggled at her.
"Tired? You slept through the entire flight," she teased to which Quinn frowned. Things always had to be difficult, but she didn't have it in her to have one of their little play fights right now. Quinn marched back downstairs and stared her girlfriend down. But instead of starting an argument, she simply picked her up bridal style and carried her upstairs while she screamed out half-hearted protests.
When she reached her room, Quinn kicked open the door to her room and plopped her girlfriend down onto the bed. She jumped in after and cuddled up with her. "Come on, let's sleep. We have a big day ahead of us." Despite the time, the two of them drifted off into a deep slumber.
The following day was the day of the reunion. Quinn woke up bright and early to prepare herself. Her choice of attire was limited to what she brought along with her so she it didn't really take her long to come up with an outfit for the day. She spent the rest of the morning sitting on the end of the bed until her girlfriend woke up.
Before long she could hear her stirring and soon hands were on her shoulders. "Hm, I felt something was wrong." A kiss on her cheek. "It was cold without you there beside me." Quinn gave her a peck on the lips as an apology. "That's a little better."
"Just a little?" Quinn asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Maybe a little more than just a little." Another kiss. "But I should be getting ready." And so she got up to get changed in the bathroom, leaving her girlfriend behind in disbelief. Quinn groaned and fell back onto the bed. Sometimes she was certain that her girlfriend was trying to kill her. She was such a tease some times, but she did learn from the best. If only it wasn't for that stupid 'it's all about the teasing and not about the pleasing' thing from Celibacy Club.
Quinn simply waited, but not for long. In time, they were on the road and soon after they were there. It was almost surprising how many people had come back to the middle of nowhere, or at least it should have been. But Quinn knew better, most of her former classmates still lived within the town and quite likely they still were all still as close as they were in high school.
For those who stay in Lima, Ohio nothing ever really changes.
It was for those who left that things got interesting. "Q?! Hey is that you?!" Quinn turned in the direction of the hollering. "It is you! Get your bitch ass over here!" But of course, some things just don't change. Quinn shook her and headed off to her best friend, or former best friend. As she approached she noticed that Santana's hand was tightly interwoven with that of Brittany's. It was nice to see them again. Quinn had lost touch with them over the years, but they still knew a bit about what was happening in their respective lives. "Hey who's that?" They didn't know everything though.
"Oh, yeah. Let me introduce you." Quinn took her girlfriend by the hand and presented her to her friends. "Brittany, Santana this is my girlfriend, Harmony. Harmony, this is Brittany and Santana." Harmony extended her hand to greet Santana and Brittany. The two of them shook it in turn, slightly flabbergasted at the surprising, if not completely unexpected, turn of events.
"It's nice to meet you."
"Same to you."
"You look familiar. Have we met somewhere before?"
"Not formally, but our Glee Clubs did compete against each other at Sectionals ten years ago." As the three lf them continued to talk, Quinn let her eyes roam the area for even the slight sign of her. But now that she was here, Quinn wasn't even certain she really wanted to see her. She was happy enough with her life even if it wasn't the life she had imagined for herself as a kid. But then again, neither was the one that she had dreamt up while in high school. She was happy though and that's what was important.
She searched on for a few moments, but found no trace of the pint-sized brunette. Given her Broadway schedule, there was a chance she didn't even have the time to visit. A gentle stroking on her arm brought Quinn back to the current conversation. Perhaps it was for the best. They caught up, regaling each other with tales from opposite ends of the country. Distance sure had its toll on relationships, which in part was a reason why Quinn had decided to move out to California.
But she had missed moments like these. Brittany and Santana were one of a kind. She would never be able to replace them; Santana with her snarky attitude which hid a heart of gold, and Brittany with her everlasting child-like belief in all things magical. They truly made quite the pair.
"Woohoo! Look who made it?!" Out of reflex, Quinn turned towards the direction that Santana was pointing. Her heart skipped a beat and the grip she had on Harmony's hand faltered. She was as beautiful as ever, more so even if that were even possible. "Hey Berry! Over here!" Rachel's head shot up and the moment her eyes met Quinn's, she lit up like the star that she was.
"Quinn!" Rachel broke into a sprint and engulfed Quinn into her arms. "Oh, Quinn. It's so good to see you." It had been so long and yet it felt so natural; Rachel's arms wrapped tightly around Quinn's neck, her chin resting upon her shoulder as she stood up on her tiptoes. It was all so overwhelming. Quinn's senses were on overdrive. Hearing, seeing, smelling and touching her again, Quinn found herself falling in love with Rachel all over again. Or maybe she just never stopped. And when she pulled back Quinn felt like an important part of her had been ripped away. "It's been so long Quinn, I- oh, Hello."
"Oh yeah. Uh, Rachel this is um…"
"Harmony; we've met. It's nice to see you again, but why are you here?"
"I'm with Quinn," Harmony answered, lovingly wrapping an arm around the blonde. "I'm her girlfriend."
AN: So... was anyone expecting that? I'm hoping that I was sly enough, but at the same time, I think all of you are smart enough to notice that the name of Quinn's girlfriend was purposely not mentioned until needed. I'll probably end up adding her to main characters later, but for a while I want to keep her presence a secret.