Alright. I decided to try a Faberry. I wanted to try something different. In almost all the fic it's always Quinn who has hurt Rachel first and has to make up for it. After all it is canon. Still I wanted try for something different, so this time around it has been Rachel who hurt Quinn first. I really hope you like it.

So this is more or less canon until "Born This Way" from then on it goes AU.

Summary: Rachel couldn't believe it. Quinn was Lucy. Well, Lucy was Quinn really. The girl she had had a relationship with in the summer after the eighth grade was Quinn Fabray. The girl she had fallen in love with. The girl whose heart she had broken. There will be side Brittana.

I don't own Glee.


Not Ready

Rachel couldn't believe it. She just couldn't believe it even if she had seen the posters on the billboards in the hallways, with the photo of a face she had missed for years. It couldn't be, could it? It had to be a mistake, some sort of sick joke. A coincidence maybe. So, she had ignored the whispers in the hallways. The gossips mongers in their school had always had an extraordinary ability to make up farfetched stories.

But then Quinn had danced "Born This Way" with a t-shirt that said Lucy Caboosey.

When she had seen it the rush of emotions had hit Rachel hard enough to make her falter in the middle of a song. Unexpected tears had welled at the corner of her eyes, but she hadn't cried keeping on singing with her thoughts going a mile a minute.

Quinn was Lucy. Well, Lucy was Quinn really. The girl she had had a relationship with in the summer after the eighth grade was Quinn Fabray. The girl she had fallen in love with. Her first date, her first kiss, her first relationship.

That awareness had been enough to shake her to the core and twits her world upside down. The only thing Rachel was sure about right now was that they had to talk. She had to explain.

It was for this reason she found herself following the ex cheerleader in the parking lot after Quinn had swiftly left the auditorium at the end of the song. When the music had stopped the blonde had simply left the stage without really looking at anyone, slipping effortlessly between the hugging and laughing members of New Directions who were complementing each other for their performances.

Rachel hadn't been as quick at leaving the stage, so she was not even half way between the school and the ex-cheerleader when Quinn was almost at her car. Scared that the blonde would leave before she could reach her Rachel called out.

"Lucy!" The name came out before Rachel could really think about it. She froze on the spot, fearing she had already blown up her chance. Surely now Quinn would ignore her, climb in the car and leave. Powerless, she stood there begging silently in her own mind."Please no, no, don't do it… please… don't leave… please… don't leave again…"

It took what seemed a infinitely long instant to Rachel but Quinn stopped and turned to face her, still wearing her t-shirt. Rachel felt a shiver run on her back at seeing that name again.

For a moment they just stood there, facing each other.

Quinn didn't take a single step toward her, choosing to simply stand there, waiting calm and collected, every bit the Head Bitch in Charge. Then Rachel began to move again, now with a more sedate pace, suddenly unsure about the wisdom to confront Quinn without a plan, or at least having done a pro/con list. Because she had just realized that she would speak with Quinn and not Lucy and every single talk she had had with Quinn had ended badly one way or another. The blonde words just confirmed it.

"Don't call me that Rachel." Quinn had waited for her to be near enough to talk with her normal tone before speaking. "Lucy doesn't exists anymore. It's Quinn now."

The only thing Rachel noticed was how little emotion there was in the words. Like Quinn didn't care at all for the topic. And if two years ago Rachel'd have swore that this was the real Quinn now, after last year, she knew it was only a mask. So Rachel did what she did better, she pushed for a reaction. "Why Lucy doesn't exists anymore?"

The story she had heard Quinn gave to Lauren was true but Rachel knew it wasn't all the truth. When she had met Quinn she was still Lucy, and even if she had been bullied, cruelly so, the girl hadn't never spoke of revolutionizing herself like that. Change? Yes, it had been the plan all along. Revolutionizing herself? No. Something was missing. And Rachel had a sick feeling about what the missing part was.

"You broke her, Berry." Quinn bit out at last, after staring straight at her for a long moment. They both heard what she was really saying "…you broke me…". Rachel dropped her gaze to her shoes, she just couldn't take the hurt she saw in the suddenly familiar hazel eyes. And like always when hurt Quinn lashed out. "I'm sure you are proud that in a single day you succeeded in what years of ridicule and bullying in middle school couldn't."

It didn't take a genius to figure out to what day Quinn was referring to. "The day I broke up with you." Rachel whispered at last, nervously wringing her hands, desperately hoping that the blonde would correct her but knowing she wouldn't. It was the single greatest regret Rachel had and she was still ashamed of her actions. She suspected she would always regret them. She had been young and stupid, but most of all heartless.

"Yes Berry." The blonde sneered, making her surname sound more like a slur than any of the old nicknames ever had. "When you told me I didn't sing well enough to be on a stage with you and that I just wasn't pretty enough to be at your arm on the red carpet. That I just wasn't good enough for when you fulfilled your dreams and thus it just "couldn't work between us"." Quinn laughed, but it was a bitter, bitter sound. Rachel flinched at hearing how much she had hurt the girl she had loved. "So it was just better to end it immediately."

"I'm so sorry Quinn…" Rachel began, tears beginning to choke her, but the blonde raised a hand effectively cutting her off.

"I don't care Berry." And with that Quinn turned, reached her car and left the parking lot, leaving a crying Rachel in her wake.

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Three Years Ago.

Running was hard. No way around it. Maybe it was the reason she hadn't done it before. Still it was getting easier to make the daily two miles. Sure she still breathed hard at the end and her legs hurt but Lucy knew she was getting better, more fit and losing weight at a steady pace.

It was all she cared about.

She was training hard to get fit enough to really do ballet. It was the first step of the plan to change herself and finally have a chance to make friends at her new school. Her father's promotion and reassignment was an unexpected gift. High school could and would be her new start.

So being in a desert park Saturday morning bent in half with her hands on her knees desperately trying to breath wasn't as hard as it could be, on the contrary, it made her smile.

It took a while for her heartbeat to calm enough to get down to a dull roar in her hears. It was only then she heard someone sing.

"Weird." Lucy thought. After a moment she recognized the song. It was Defying Gravity from Wicked. Not something one sings by chance. "And it gets stranger and stranger." Now curious, she followed the voice, after all she had thought she had been the only one idiot enough to be out in a park this early on the weekend.

It didn't take long to find the singer and then Lucy had been surprised once again. The girl who was singing on the other side of the little square in the trail had to be her same age or close to it. Not only she was young, she was little. Like really little, minute even. Entranced Lucy stood there just listening until the song came to an end.

Lucy's first instinct was turning and leaving, but she stopped herself. She sternly reminded herself she was trying to change and be more friendly and sure of herself. So she sucked in a breath, took another step and spoke. "You sing beautifully."

The other girl startled at her voice and turned on herself alarmed but calmed immediately when she took her in. apparently Lucy wasn't the only one to think she was alone in the park. "Oh, thanks, it's a while that I'm working on this song."

Lucy knew she wasn't exactly a fear inducing presence, not with her eyeglass and slightly baggy clothes. More than baggy they were ill fitting. Apparently losing weight did that to your wardrobe. Still, she smiled trying to look more friendly. "Well, you make a really good Elphaba."

And just like that the little singer smiled back at her a wide friendly smile, like those Lucy often did see on others but had never been given to her. "It's so nice to meet someone else who knows music other than pop. So, do you have seen Wicked?"

"No, but I've heard the CD." Feeling that the conversation was going well, Lucy closed the space between them and stuck her hand out, introducing herself somewhat awkwardly. "I'm Lucy."

"It's a pleasure to know you. I'm Rachel. There aren't many people here whom can tell the difference between singing and wailing." The other brunette replied shaking her hand with a slight smile. "I'm sorry if I presume too much but it's the first time I see you, and Lima isn't that big, did you just relocate here?"

"Almost." Lucy said smiling, having relaxed a bit. This meeting new people wasn't so hard after all.

"Almost?"

"Yeah, my father is already here to work, my mom and I join him for the weekends so I can finish the school year at my old school before relocating here."

"It seems a sensible idea." Just then Rachel saw the time on her watch. "I'm sorry to end this conversation so prematurely but it's getting late and I have to go. It been a pleasure to meet you Lucy. I'm sure I'll see you around."

"Same here, bye Rachel." Maybe Lima would work out Lucy realized. It certainly seemed as if the kids around here were friendlier than the ones at home.

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"I saw Lucy today."

This opening was enough to make her fathers stop eating dinner. They knew everything about Lucy and her. The both of them had been tremendously happy she had made a friend at last, and after a little skepticism at the beginning of their romantic relationship, they had supported them whole heartedly.

"How is she?" Ventured at last Hiram in the shocked silence. They had always really liked Lucy, loved her like a second daughter, and had been brokenhearted when they had lost all contacts with the girl.

"It's complicated…" Rachel cringed at her choice of words when all three of them flashed back to the day she had finally told them what had happened to make Lucy disappear from their lives like she had never existed. Like then the strange silence was broken by Leroy the one who usually took the lead on hard topics. His tone was cautious, like he really hoped it would be good news whilst fortifying himself for bad ones. Rachel didn't know if it was intentional or not but the words he used were the same as three years before.

"Complicated how?"

Rachel couldn't help a shudder at the onslaught of memories. She doubted she would ever forget that night, when she had finally realized just what she had done and what she had lost. She had cried so long she had believed she would cry for the rest of her life.

Rachel hadn't told her parents about the break up right away. For something like a week she had just moped around the house, suddenly disinterested in just about everything. She had been feeling sad and had realized soon enough just how much she missed Lucy.

Worried her dads had finally sat her down to talk it out. It hadn't been pretty. And Rachel couldn't quite erase from her mind the disappointed and sad look on her dad's face when she had finally told him exactly why Lucy didn't came around anymore. Why she had broken up with her and how she had done it.

"Complicated enough that I didn't even recognize her… complicated enough that she is another person now."

"That doesn't make any sense honey. Sure she'll be different… but she can't be another person…"

"It can. Now Lucy is a blonde slender girl who goes by the name of Quinn."

It didn't took any time at all to her fathers to make two plus two and get four. This time it was Hiram who spoke his voice rising to almost a scream.

"That Quinn? The bane of your existence Quinn? The blonde bitch head cheerleader?"

Rachel almost laughed at the description. Her daddy was the one in the house that didn't ever curse. But it wasn't really that funny now.

"Yeah. That's the one."

"And now?" Leroy asked.

"I don't really know. I tried to apologize… she said she didn't wanted to hear it."

"It's not surprising. You crushed her Rachel…" Leroy saw her daughter flinch at this, but there wasn't really a softer way to describe what had happened. What she had done, intentionally or not. "…just because you were scared of your own feelings."

"I know."

"I know you know Rachel. And I'm proud of how you took an hard look at yourself and changed for the better after that mistake. You grew up in a beautiful and caring girl." Leroy reassured her with a proud smile. "Now tell us what happened, how did you find out?"

Telling the entire story took a while. Enough time for Leroy to make coffee and for the three of them to finish it. At the end Rachel felt tired and disheartened.

"What I do now?"

"I don't know baby girl, but this time you have to be sure that whatever you do it's really what you want. And you have to think long and hard about what happened three years ago even if you don't want to. You remember what you felt after the break up. And you made that choice. For the wrong reasons sure, but you made it. Image what Lucy felt." Leroy paused for a moment gathering their empty cups and giving his daughter time to really think about what he had said. "And call her Quinn Rachel, it's her choice, you have to respect it."

Rachel only nodded. She had a lot of thinking to do. She had fucked up her life and Lucy's once because she had been careless. She wouldn't do it again.

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