Only published a few chapters so far but will defiantly continue! Please feel to comment if there's anything you'd partially like to be explored more or perhaps included!

Enjoy ..Sorry any mistakes are completely my own! Rated M for safety.

Will include Brittana, Finchel, maybe Pezberry, Quinn+Bridget and many more.

Disclaimer: I do NOT own any of the characters included in Glee, soundtracks or any recognizable scenes. Ect. Ect. Ect.

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As Quinn sat in her bedroom, she couldn't help the feeling of emptiness that surrounded her. It hurt in the pit of her stomach. She layed down the book she was reading beside her and leaned back onto her bed, letting the pillows catch her as she wrapped her arms around her and sighed.

Her bedroom was decorated like a typical girl's room. Pink and white. Warm, inviting, comforting even, but to Quinn it was a haven away from her dad. A safe place but not filled with the innocence of a little girl like it should have been. The canopy around her bed draped round her, the delicate white satin flapping slightly in the wind.

Looking out the window from her bed, Quinn could see millions of stars and she felt so small compared to them. It overwhelmed her and a single tear rolled down her flawless face. She knew somewhere out there her best friends along with Bridget, were probably laughing away any worries, not giving a single thought to her. She didn't blame them, she blamed herself. She could have said yes but no, she didn't. She knew Bridget was a nice girl, she knew that, but she just couldn't admit it just yet. She was in a place where she needed to hate the girl, but she already had a sinking feeling in her stomach telling her that the girl saw straight through her pretence. It felt like being punched over and over again. Pretending just wasn't enough anymore.

Bridget had been spending so much time getting Quinn to slowly open up to her. Their sessions consisting of Bridget teaching Quinn how to play the piano had really started to soften her and on a couple of occasions now, she'd poured her heart out to the British girl. It worked each and every time to just let the striking beautiful girl into her mind and let her understand, but Quinn still refused to let the girl into her heart.

She rolled over onto her side and pulled the sleeves of Puck's hoodie over her hands, wiping away the stray tears which were escaping despite her. It was only eight pm but she didn't see the point in staying awake any longer so she closed her eyes, losing herself in her thoughts. One face, over and over again. Bridget's.

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"Thanks' for dinner Bridget!" Brittany squealed as they walked out of Breadstix. It was snowing lightly and by the time the girls emerged it was pitch black. It was almost romantic as the lights from the restaurant dimly helped light up the scenery and none of the girl's really wanted to go home.

Brittany was clinging onto Bridgett's arm whilst her other hand was firmly clinging onto Santanna's. Rachel was on the other side of Bridget, rubbing her hands together and shifting her feet in an effort to keep warm.

"That's okay Britt, anytime."

"Have you always been rich?" Britt asked innocently and Bridget laughed into her scarf. Santanna elbowed Brittany gently in the side.

"Don't ask that B." She whispered into the other girl's ear.

"It's okay." Bridgett reassured, smiling gently.

Bridget had offered to buy dinner for the four of them and when it came to paying she'd pulled out a stack of numerous $50 notes and placed the right amount plus $20 down on the table. She was modest about money and didn't think the other's had been looking, but she soon looked up to see all their eyes on her with their mouth's almost touching the floor.

Santanna's antics of running out without paying had gone out the window. Rachel knew the other girl wasn't exactly short of money but she'd never realised just how rich the girl's family were and it was safe to say it surprised her abit, considering how modest Bridget was.

"Yes I have Britt, but it's not a big deal and I don't really think of it as being rich as such." Bridgett shrugged and shifted slightly, looking at the snow settle.

"That's so cool, I wish I was rich." Britt pouted.

"If you work hard enough, then one day you will be." Bridget reassured, smiling softly.

"You think?" Britt's voice sounded hopeful and all three girls smiled at her innocence.

"Off course." Bridgett smiled and wrapped her arm around Brittany's neck. "You're the most talented person I know." Brittany beamed at this compliment and Santanna smiled gratefully to Bridget. Rachel coughed.

"and you're talented to Rach." Bridget rushed to add before chuckling lightly." You all are." She grinned. Santanna rolled her eyes at Rachel's antics before laughing along with the other two.

"Anyone up for movies and cookie dough ice cream?" Rachel asked meekly. Before tonight she'd never have thought dinner with Santanna was possible, but she'd actually been relatively mellow. She'd still never actually used her real name, preferring to use more creative options like dwarf, Manhands or Rupaul, but Rachel was considering the evening a success. Secretly she was buzzing inside. She'd never been invited anywhere outside of school before so tonight meant the world to her. Even more so that it was with three of the most envied and beautiful girls in school.

Bridget had driven them both home after school that evening and had told Rachel she was taking her out for dinner later. She had kept the fact that it was with Santanna and Brittany a secret knowing Rachel would freak out if she knew. She figured if she through Rachel head first into the situation then it would result in less drama and she was right. She did the same with Santanna, not knowing what the outcome would be, but Brittany assured her that the Latina would manage to avoid anything to drastic which Bridget was grateful for. She hadn't wanted to leave Rachel out, after all they did live together and it just made sense (even if a little risky) that Rachel was able to go out with her and finally have friends. The fact that it was Santanna that Bridget was hoping Rachel would get on with was what was risky.

"I'm up for it." Bridget grinned, seeing Rachel's hesitation as if she'd over stepped a line with the other girls. Bridget wanted her to know she hadn't and even if they said no then Rachel would still have her.

"I'm down." Santanna shrugged and Brittany squealed in excitement, clapping her hands excitedly. Everything felt so weird to Santanna, but it was a good weird. Normally there would be four faces, just like this, but now it was different and Santanna could never have anticipated it. Instead of it being Puck, Quinn, Santanna and Britt it was now her, Britt and two faces that before this she didn't even know. Well she knew Berry, but actually spending time with her was out of the question before. It felt like a new chapter to her. More dangerous (Bridget), more innocent (Britt), more drama (Rupaul), more fierceness (her of course, but teamed with Bridget equalled times a hundred) and more hotness (all of them to be quite honest.) she thought to herself. For once she wasn't afraid to be herself, but excited about what was ahead.

"Let's get out of here before we freeze our asses of." Bridget turned confidently towards her car pulling the girls behind her.

"What film?" Rachel asked.

"Shrek!" Brittany yelled out making Bridget laugh. Only she understood the inside joke to this.

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It had only been a short journey home and Bridget's convertible Cruiser coped amazingly with the thick snow. They were back at the Berry residence in no time, climbing out the car and racing to the front door as quick as their legs would carry them. Santanna was apprehensive about meeting Rachel's dad's, considering everything the diva had probably told them, but soon relaxed when the Rachel told her they were out overnight at an old friends. The girl's all unzipped their coats and unwrapped their scarfs, letting the warmth wrap round them.

Bridget went to make hot chocolate's after showing Britt and San the direction to the living room, whilst Rachel grabbed more of her dad's festive cookies from the fridge and plated them. Santanna and Britt got comfortable on the sofa, wrapped under Bridget's pink cashmere blanket. It was cosy, relaxed and extremely strange for any of the girl's to really get their heads around considering the situation, but no one complained.

Soon the fire was crackling, cookies were being shared out and each girl was wrapped in blankets as the heating still wasn't coming on. Even though Rachel had kicked it numerous times. Santanna had tried as well, actually working as a team with Rachel, but all their efforts failed and they eventually gave up. When it came to choosing the film they didn't have Shrek much to Brittany's disappointment, but they did have Pretty Woman. Not really the same thing, but all the girls were more than content to watch it. It's only then, when the film began and everyone became quiet as the TV lit up the dim room and Julia Robert's appeared on screen that Bridget allowed her thoughts to wonder.

She smiled to herself when she realised what a change this must have been for Rachel. She was so relieved it had been okay and they had all had such a laugh that she knew this would become a permanent thing. The girl's actually all just behaved like they'd known each other for ages. Bridget didn't feel like the newcomer she was and Rachel didn't appear nervous, Santanna was less bitchier and Britt, well Britt was just Britt, but someone was missing and Bridget was very much aware of this.

She'd spent time day after day teaching the girl piano, sometimes in silence. She knew how broken she was, how much she was in pain from feeling endless emptiness and felt sorry for her when she caught a glimpse of sadness in her eyes, but she just knew the girl belonged here. With her best friends. That's what Santanna and Britt were weren't they?

Bridget didn't know whether what Sue Sylvester had said was true about the morning sickness or whether she was just trying to cause shit, but Bridget was growing more and more concerned. It wasn't her place to get involved but whenever she felt the girl's eyes on her in class she felt like she was pleading for help, a way out and was Bridget it?

The girl hadn't opened up to her about everything. Just emotions so far, but the reasons behind those emotions were still as much of a blur to Bridget as when she first walked in on the girl breaking down.

She didn't know what was really going on, but within the last month she'd realised she cared. A lot. She just wanted to help. It was worth trying to reach out to the girl wasn't it? Maybe make an effort and atleast say she'd tried. She picked up her phone and glanced at her received messages, one unsaved number caught her eye. It was Quinn's. She'd texted Bridget the times of Cheerio's practice earlier that day.

3pm, be there sharp. Quinn.x

Bridget stared at it, debating her next move before swiftly typing out a rushed message and tossing the phone back down beside her making Rachel flinch slightly then giggle. "Sorry" Bridget whispered and Rachel just grinned in response before tilting her head towards Britt and San on the other sofa, tucked beneath layers of blankets with just their heads visible. Bridget smiled fondly. They looked so cute, she just had to get proof.

Slyly pulling out her Blackberry she snapped a picture which only made Rachel chuckle louder. Santanna's head whipped round just in time and before she knew it, she was pouncing across the room at the taller Latina. Brittany and Rachel burst into hysterics as the other two ended up wrestling on the floor.

Santanna was on top of the taller girl as they struggled playfully for dominance around the room. Tops were rising up from the friction against the cream carpet but neither girl cared as they continued to flip each other over until Bridget was straddling Santanna's hips. Limp's were everywhere as the two girls fought each other, hands and knees' accidently hitting sensitive places.

The phone was no longer actually important as the two girls just mucked around and proved who was stronger. It was only when the phone beeped from somewhere in the room that Bridget stopped straddling the other Latina and reached over to grab her phone.

Holding Santanna's hand's above her head with one hand and opening the message with the other, she read the message from a certain blonde. Santanna couldn't help but gulp loudly as Bridget's fitted vest top exposed her ample chest a little more when she leaned over to reach for her phone.

"God if Puck was here..." Santanna groaned and the girl's started laughing.

"Can you imagine?" Bridget moaned huskily before rolling of the Latina to answer her text. Santanna breathed in sharply when Bridgett's toned warm thighs released their grip on her. She hadn't released how much their small shorts had risen up, but was grateful she wasn't too exposed.

"It's alright; me and Rach have pictures to show him." Brittany beamed and Santanna scowled from her position on the floor, too exhausted to actually move.

"Damn you." She growled before reaching for the blondes hand and pulling her down beside her. Rachel sat back on the sofa and watched as Brittany started drawing patterns on Santanna's flat torso. Bridget was completely absorbed in her phone.

Hey, me and the girls were just wondering if you'd like to come and have a movie night with us tonight? Don't worry if not, but we're all at the Berry's so just turn up if you fancy it. Bridget.x

Thanks' for the offer but I don't want to intrude, enjoy your evening. See you all Monday.x

Are you sure? We'd really like for you to join us.x

Bridget didn't want to sound desperate but something wasn't right. She didn't want Quinn to feel like she wasn't welcome so she'd sent the last text as an attempt to make her feel welcome. Whether it would work or not she had no idea.

Britt and San were now back on the sofa, along with Rachel which really surprised Bridget. Had she zoned out that much? And when did Santanna let Rachel share anything with her? Bridget smiled at this new found improvement before sliding onto the sofa beside Santanna. She rested her head on Santanna's shoulder not really caring if the Latina pushed her off. To her surprise the smaller girl just sighed and sunk further into Bridget. The moment was ruined when her phone beeped but she didn't need to move to answer it. She lifted her head but kept her body firmly pressed to Santanna's.

I'll come over, might as well. Quinn.x

Great, see you soon.x