So this hit's off after Quinn's pregnancy and after the win at regionals in Season 2. Might be a couple of storyline changes in terms of timing but bear with me on this one.
Do not own Glee or any of the characters etc.
New Directions were fresh off from their recent win at Regional's and typically Santana and Puck had collaborated to ensure that adequate celebrations were going to be taking place. Quinn found it incredibly hard to picture that this time last year she had given birth to Be- …Shelby's daughter. The topic was still a soft spot for her but she knew that the experience had elicited and drawn her true self to the surface. Things had definitely changed since last year; she'd spent that entire summer break gruelling herself through a vigorous diet and exercise regime that enabled her to walk back through McKinley's hall's as head cheerio. And although she'd been able to regain placement at the top of the pyramid, the cool exterior of herself was far different from her new inner demeanour. She'd called a halt on the slushies wherever possible and Santana's new friendship with Karofsky had resulted in his huge personality shift, which enabled Kurt to comfortably move back to the school before regionals. She'd even let down her guard with Rachel, something she'd oddly wanted to do for quite a while, and the new atmosphere at McKinley certainly enabled this task to be fairly easier. Everything was looking up, things with Sam were a bit off which was completely on Quinn's behalf but aside from that she couldn't be any more content.
"Preggers have you been listening to a single thing I've been saying" snapped Santana from the seat adjacent to her.
Quinn tilted her head away from the bus window, pulling herself out of her daze.
"Sorry S, zoned out, and seriously could you lay off the nicknames for at least today".
Santana realised the insult had been a bit of a low blow considering it was a year since Beth was born. She'd grown a lot closer to Quinn recently, although being number 2 on the social ladder had always been a piss off, she knew she'd always have her friends back. 'Sorry Q, totally didn't mean it' she said, nudging the girl's shoulder. "Anyway, I was just asking if you wanted to get ready at mine tonight, have a few drinks before we head around to Puck's".
Quinn smiled, she'd really grown to love her best friend, willingly nodding she replied saying "Sure, I know you'd normally get ready with Brittany but yeh..I'll be around at 7".
"Yeh…" Santana nodded, the mention of Brittany's name slightly causing a pang in her stomach, "Well whatever I'll see your ass then". Turning away from the head cheerio she peered up the bus aisle towards Brittany who conveniently had her legs draped over Arties lap. Letting out a discrete huff she tore her gaze away, really wishing it was 7pm so she could get her drink on.
Hearing the knock at her door Santana continued pouring out the drinks for Quinn and herself before shouting out "It's open Q". Plopping down the bottle of vodka on the side counter she glanced up as she heard Quinn turn the corner. "Holy shit Q, you're going to have Sam and every other guy drooling over you tonight".
"It's all about the teasing and not about the pleasing" Quinn sneakily replied with a wink. She'd opted to go with something a little different from her usual soft coloured knee length dresses. She'd settled on a sleek black dress that clung until it hit her hips where it bounced out, still only covering half of her thighs. The top of the dress cut down in a V shape allowing her to show off some of her cleavage, which was something she didn't normally do. Her hair was softly pinned up on one side, letting her soft loose curls fall down around her left shoulder and the outfit was topped off with a pair of killer black pumps.
"Well Christ" Santana mumbled, "You certainly have taken the concept of teasing to a whole new level so well done to you" she finished with an approving nod.
"Well, now that we've established I look banging S, pass us a cup so we can as you would say 'Get our drink on' yeh".
After one or two drinks and some of Mrs Lopez's tortias the girls had arrived at Puck's house. Walking inside they noticed the usual Glee club suspects and the addition of Kurt's friend Blaine sitting around the living room table, drinks in hand and enjoyably laughing.
"Well holy shit, if I knew you'd have been dressed like that baby mama I'd have ensured it was just you and me tonight" Puck smugly glared before being shot a glare from Sam who hoped up and draped a protective arm around his girlfriend. The rest of the club slowly shifted their heads, many of them dropping their jaws including Finn which resulted in Rachel noticeably huffing and tugging at his arm before running her eyes up the length of Quinn's legs herself.
"Yeh yeh I have a hot best friend, now how abouts we all play some games and properly get our drink on" Santana snapped.
It had been about 2 hours since Quinn had arrived; everyone including herself was noticeably buzzed and had enjoyed a hilarious round of 'never have I ever' as well as multiple drunken karaoke solos from each of the club members.
"Who's up for some spin the bottle?" barked Puck. This seemed to often occur at their Glee parties and although half the club was coupled off, everyone always joined in knowing it was all meaningless fun. "Oh yay, that's even better than feeding the ducks" Brittany enthusiastically clapped, a slight frown appearing on Arties face. Gathering around the table they all settled down either on the lounges or on the floor, Puck starting them off on the game.
The game had been going on for a short while and the group had been hysterically laughing over the pairings they had to bear witness to. Santana had to kiss Tina and so when the bottle landed between Sam and Finn she absolutely barked at them insisting that Sam peck the other boy, boosting the hilarity of the whole game. Blaine and Kurt had shared a not so reluctant kiss, both the boys lingering longer than needed and now it was Berry's turn to spin. Taking a couple of sips of her vodka and giggling with Santana Quinn snapped her head around as the rest of the group absolutely blared with laughter. Staring down she noticed the neck of the bottle pointing directly towards her. She gulped heavily before looking up at Rachel who looked drunkenly embarrassed if not almost intimidated by her gaze. Although they had reached a mutual civility, Rachel still remained quite shy around the girl, which she assumed was due to her stance on the social hierarchy.
"Oh well this is just going to be marvellously entertaining" clapped Kurt enthusiastically. Slightly stumbling forward, Quinn moved over to Berry's side of the table. Rachel let out a bit of a drunken grin, rather surprised Quinn planned on following through with it.
"Quinnnnn…if you don'ttt feel comf"'. Rachel was cut off by the sound of someone's phone and whipping around Quinn noticed the caption 'Mum' flashing across her screen. Picking up the phone Quinn laughed, everyone obviously disappointed by the entertainment interruption.
"I've just go-t to take this, it ah mum checking up on meeee" she slightly slurred before heading towards the kitchen.
"Do you want me to come with you babe" Sam goofily grinned. Surprisingly pissed off at his feeble attempt to have alone time with her she hastily replied with a no before wandering up the stairs, leaving Sam with a dejected expression.
Quinn had been gone for a couple of minutes and Rachel was growing increasingly fidgety. She wondered if the alcohol buzz was having an almost anxious affect on her but she was worried that she'd sort of scared Quinn off. She knew her and the girl had reached a calm common ground and she didn't want to ruin that with awkwardness between them. Hopping up she smiled at Finn before heading towards the kitchen, the full affect of the alcohol noticeable in her wobbly walk. As she walked through the doorway she watched as Quinn poured herself another drink before leaning against the counter.
"Heyyyy" Rachel stated before slouching alongside the girl.
Quinn slowly nodded, acknowledging the other girls presence. Mustering up all the seriousness she could and inhaling deeply she moved in front of Quinn, "Look Quinn I ahh, I know we are not insanely close but I really like the civility of our new found friendship and given the current circumstances and your current state of intoxication, not to mention your personal religious views I wanted to formerly appologise for the fact the bottle landed on you. I know I personally did not have any direct control over where it would land but I just wanted to say sor-".
"Rachel I am saying this nicely, but please shut-up. You really do not need to appologise and plus I was the one that made the move to go through with the game".
Giggling and taking a slow step closer Rachel exhaled deeply, "Oh thank goodness then, and yes I am impressed at your boldness".
A slow blush crept over Quinn's face, which didn't go unnoticed by Rachel. Quinn had rectified a lot of personal issues over the past year, the most major one being the notion that she was possibly attracted to Rachel Berry, which would explain her previous incessant targeting of the girl. Rachel felt a slight hitch at the sight of Quinn's blush and the fact that her compliment had been what had caused it.
"Yeh umm, well I just I'm glad I took you up on the offer of friendship at the end of last year" muttered Quinn.
Rachel smiled sweetly at the girl before leaning in and giving her a soft hug. Quinn immediately stiffened, shocked at the immediateness of the embrace. Quinn noticed Rachel begin to pull back, probably feeling her sudden tensed stance so she halted the girl by grasping her wrist, leaving their faces only centimetres apart. Rachel could feel the softness of Quinn's breathe against her neck and she gulped, reminding herself that firstly this was ex-nemesis Fabray and secondly she had her boyfriend Finn Hudson who was seated less than 20m away in the other room. Quinn watched the girl in front of her gulp as her eyes flickered to her lips before looking back up and connecting with her own green orbs. Rachel bit down on her lip as Quinn simultaneously licked hers, neither of them new if it was their state of intoxication or not but their eyes noticeably darkened as they leaned forward and –
"Q how long can you be on the phone to your mu- HOLY FUCK" Squawked Santana.
Jumping apart just before their lips met, Quinn snapped around to her friend, cheeks completely flushing red. She felt a sudden pang of guilt realising Sam was in the next room and then was overwhelmed with anger that she gave in to any feelings she possibly had for Berry.
"I uhhh, can we go back to yours, I'll probably crash the night" Quinn replied.
"Yeh well I don't want to watch wheels and Britt's get their mack on any more and we clearly have something to discuss so let's bail". Shooting a completely flushed and confused Rachel a quick glace, Quinn turned away from the girl and rushed out the door with Santana in tow.