(A/N: Hey guys! New story! Let me know what you think and if I should continue it. You're probably thinking, 'Why start a new one when you have 'Fairy To Your Pirate' to write. Well, you know how I said I was having trouble writing. Well, when I am having trouble it's usually because I have other ideas in my head; so yeah. R&R :D )

The First Night

Monday - December 21st - 2015

"Oh Lima, how I have not missed you!" Rachel Berry spoke aloud sarcastically as her fathers' busied themselves loading up her two suitcases into the car.

The cool winter breeze had made itself known as soon as she stepped foot off the plane and she wrapped her coat further around herself. It was Christmas break and it had been a year since she visited her home town and she really hadn't missed it.

New York was such a tremendous place and she felt more at home there than she ever had here; proving she was destined for bigger things. She revelled in the way people seemed interested in the fact she had been raised by two gay men in New York as opposed to the glare she would normally receive; and is currently receiving by an elderly woman walking past her.

Raising an eyebrow in challenge, she laughed when the woman all but ran from her, 'Thank you Quinn Fabray.' she giggled as her fathers' ushered her into the car.

"It's good to have you home sweetie." Leroy Berry smiled at her in the rear view mirror, "We've missed you."

His husband, Hiram; nodded in agreement enthusiastically.

"I've missed you guys too but can we save all the catching up until tomorrow? I'm rather tired and stiff after that flight and would love to sleep it off."

"Dad!"

Leroy peeked over the top of his newspaper and smiled, he had missed seeing his little girl; he missed her needing him, "Yes sweetie?"

"Can I borrow the car? I'm supposed to meet Kurt at 'Scandals' in a few."

It had been four days since the small singer had arrived back in Lima, four days that had been spent in the midst of celebrating Hanukkah and catching up. New York had given her plenty of stories from seeing Broadway shows in her off time to her usual coffee run being interrupted by almost being hit by taxi's. Although she laughed those dangerous parts off, her fathers' seemed to just try and keep her in the house longer. After four days of just milling around the house she decided it was finally time to see some of the former Glee Club members who had flown in for the holiday.

'Scandals' had changed a lot in a year. It was not only a gay bar any more but had designated nights for each sexual preference and currently, Rachel, Kurt, Puck and Mercedes were making their way into the bar.

"What'll it be?"

"We'll take a round of tequila shots to start us off and just keep the beers coming," Puck smirked, "Thanks babe."

The obvious bottle blonde behind the counter rolled her eyes and went to fulfil the order. Puck obviously had a reputation around town and Rachel couldn't understand why all these women would line up to be with him. Sure, she had dated him but he was nothing special; but then again, she never had slept with him.

"What's up bitches?"

Santana and Brittany came running up behind them, Brittany's hands making their way around Rachel's waist and lifting her into the air.

"I missed you too Brit," she giggled as the tall blonde spun her around. Once her feet were planted firmly back on the ground she twisted in the girls grip. "Missed all of you, so much!" she all but squealed while her arms wrapped around Brittany's neck.

"Uh-uh Berry! Hands off my girl!" Santana slurred pulling Brittany into her.

Rachel smiled; she knew how much Santana loved the ditsy blonde. There was no doubt in Rachel's mind that if she so much as gave Brittany a peck on the cheek she would be interrogated on her intentions.

"Just because you're out now and all doesn't mean you can take anyone's girl!"

"Wait... What?" Mercedes eyed Rachel carefully, "Out?"

"Santana!" Rachel hissed, smacking the Latina on the shoulder, "No Mercedes... Well, yes but-"

"JewBro! Why did you not tell me this? You can be my wingman!"

Rachel sighed, "I am bi-sexual, yes," she confirmed. All the looks on her friends' faced told her she should elaborate, besides Santana who was currently more interested in Brittany's neck.

"I for one want to know why we are only finding this out now? I mean, I thought we told each other everything," Kurt sadly stated, his eyebrows were furrowed and he seemed to be genuinely hurt.

"I'm sorry guys, it's fairly new to me as well. I rang Santana around five months ago after a girl at my local coffee shop started showing interest in me. She was quite beautiful and I just needed advice and the first person who came to mind was Santana so..."

Everyone smiled, "It's fine Rach," Kurt laughed, "Now we can be each other's wing person!"

"I call dibs first!"

"Noah! I am not some piece of meat to be passed around. What makes you guys think I'll be a good wing person anyway?"

Mercedes laughed and downed her shot from the tray that was placed in front of them, "Honestly Rachel? Your skills in persuading and nagging to get whatever you want, makes you perfect for it. You could even get Finn a date."

Rachel threw her head back and let out a boisterous laugh, her friends were right; regardless of how offended she should be. Yes, she did 'nag' at times but it's what got her where she is today; living in New York, attending NYADA, living in her own apartment. Her 'quality' had been more as a gift than anything else, however many people it drove away; Finn being one of them, she scoffed at the thought, 'As if I'd help him find someone.'

"Come on JewBro, I've had four shots and I'm ready to get my flirt on."

It had been two hours since they had all arrived; since then, Mike and Tina had joined them. Amused smiles graced Kurt and Mercedes' lips as Mike and Tina's eyes widened comically to see Rachel chatting up four different girls with Puck.

"Did we-uhm-when did..." Tina stuttered gesturing to Rachel who was affectionately running her fingers up and down some girls' arm.

"I thought you were over that stutter C Chang?" Santana laughed, stumbling over towards them with Brittany closely following.

"Sorry guys; San be nice," Brittany pouted while she practically helped Santana stand. "Anyway, we are going to leave now because San has had lots to drink and that always ends up fun!" she smiled ecstatically.

"Too much information Brit," Kurt said, face scrunched up uncomfortably.

"Are you guys leaving?"

"Don't make her explain why, please Rach, I'm begging you girl," Mercedes giggled, "Mind if I catch the taxi with you guys?"

The three girls hugged everyone goodbye before walking out to their awaiting taxi. Rachel smiled and turned her attention to the Asian couple who stood gaping at her with their hands held tightly in one another's.

"How have you two been? I'm sorry I haven't had much time to converse with you, Puck has had me on constant wing person watch," she apologised, nodding her head in approval to the mohawk-ed boy who seemed to be leaving with the one of the girls they had been talking with.

"Rachel, when did this all happen?" Mike questioned, gesturing to the group of girls who she had been talking with.

"Honestly?" The couple nodded, "I actually think I have always been interested in girls but during High School I suppose I was still looking for my leading 'male'," she air quoted, thinking back to the three boys she had dated.

Finn Hudson; obviously being the main one being the Quarterback, most desirable boy in school and adequate singer. She couldn't help but go back to him every time; although she would have gone back to Jesse St. James had he not dumped eggs on her and used her to be able to spy on the 'New Directions'. 'Those poor baby chickens' Then there was Noah 'Puck' Puckerman, he had leading male potential of course but lacked in the department of actually being able to do much about it; that, and he was an ass and womaniser.

"Rrraaaacheeeell," Kurt drawled, "Can you give me a lift? I really want to get into bed."

Mike and Tina smiled, "I'm glad you've found who you are Rach and you got everything you wanted," Tina said, pulling her into a hug.

"Next time we are in New York we'll be sure to visit," Mike stated, stealing Rachel from Tina.

Rachel smiled into his chest and hugged him tightly, she had missed everyone dearly and loved that they all decided to come and hang out tonight. The night had been excellent; watching as Santana and Brittany danced together with the obvious look of love still in their eyes, the way Tina and Mike fed each other and never left one another's side, the way Kurt and Mercedes people watched and added their own commentary to other peoples movements, and she missed the way Puck... she missed Puck.

"Rrraaaacheeeell."

The girl in question smiled, "Of course you can catch a lift Kurt. Are you two okay with getting home responsibly?"

Tina nodded, "I've had nothing, we'll be fine."

Rachel hugged them both goodbye with promises of catching up again before leaving; back to New York. She all but had to carry Kurt out into the parking lot before laying him down on the back seat of her Dad's car and pulling the seat belt over him; with great difficulty.

The car was stopped at a red light; a passed out Kurt graced the back seat with his light snores filling the silence along with the hum of the engine. Rachel smiled to herself, she had had a good time catching up with her friends as well as helping Puck 'hook up'. She was beyond happy with the fact that her friends' took her new found sexuality revelation with open arms and congratulated her for achieving her goals so far; promising to visit sometime.

Tap, tap

"How's it going tonight? Looking for some company?"

The husky voice filled her ears and she all but melted into her seat before her eye's widened; she was being propositioned for sex, there was a prostitute at her window. She slowly turned her head to the figure to kindly tell them she wasn't interested when her heart stopped.

She ducked her head, trying to put the dark figure into a new angle of light; to confirm or deny that her theory of who it was wasn't true.

"Quinn?"

(A/N: So yeah, tell me what you think :D )