Pushing her cart through the supermarket, Quinn Fabray was in a complete daze. Her head was buzzing with thoughts of her argument with her fiance Noah, over his mechanic business going broke. With a baby on the way, life was tough as Quinn was starting to realise. Sometimes she wondered why she ever stuck with him so long if all he ever did was bring her down. "I guess that's just the beauty of love," she thought, "it makes you do things your head tells you not to." As she turned a corner, she almost didn't realise the leggy brunette speeding her way. She tried to swerve her cart but it was too late - thud! The brunette fell to the floor and laughed hysterically, "Sorry! I'm so clumsy, oh my!" she said, stifling back her chuckles. "Are you okay, I didn't hurt you did I?" Quinn sighed, brushed her stomach and replied "No, I'm fine. Just be careful next time, okay?" She tossed her golden curls over her shoulder and turned round the corner, down the baby aisle. "Wait!" The brunette called after her. "Quinn Fabray right?" Quinn narrowed her eyebrows at the girl beaming at her, "Yes… And you are?" "I cannot believe you do not remember me! Quinn, it's me… Rachel? From McKinley high?" Rachel flared her nostrils and placed her hands on her hips, slightly offended that Quinn couldn't even remember the captain of glee club, and quite frankly the best thing to happen to glee club (in Rachel's opinion of course!) Quinn's eyes widened with surprise as she took a long hard look at her former glee club team mate, and ex arch enemy. "Rachel, oh my god. You're… taller! I haven't seen you in how many years?" "Coming up to ten," Rachel replied a bit too eagerly. "Hey! We should set up a reunion, I hardly see any of the others. Apart from Kurt of course, he's still my best friend. What about you, see much of anyone?" "Well, only Noah really. Though that's not always a good thing," Quinn laughed half-heartedly whilst twirling her hair round her long fingers. "Oh yes, Noah! Does nobody call him Puck anymore? How is he doing any way, is he seeing anybody?"
Quinn laughed and raised her hand, showing Rachel her emerald engagement ring. "Yep, he's engaged… Also has a baby on the way." Rachel squealed as she softly placed her hand on Quinn's baby bump. "Wow, this is just so surreal. How far along are you?" "Almost 6 months." Quinn beamed, and just before Rachel could ask more questions she interrupted, "And no, we don't know the gender. I decided, I mean we decided we didn't want to know until it was born… But enough about me. What about you? Are you seeing anyone?" Rachel was about to reply, when her phone began playing a tinkly, irritating ringtone which made Quinn wince. Rachel whipped out the cell phone, flipped open the screen and answered. "Hey babe, yeah I'm still shopping. Sorry I took so long, I bumped into an old friend. I'll explain when I get home sweetie. See you soon, love you." Rachel wrinkled her nose, her voice suddenly sounding much more upbeat than the usual. Quinn watched Rachel's body language as she was on the phone to who she could only figure was her boyfriend, fiancé or husband. She'd never seen Rachel that happy with anyone, not even Finn. It was nice really, seeing the girl she bullied mercilessly, in a happy relationship. Almost made her jealous of her, what with all the problems with her and Puck at the moment. "Sorry, that was Charlie. We've been seeing each other for a few months now." Apologised Rachel, a huge grin spreading across her face. "I should probably get going now. It's been great to see you, bye Quinn." "Rach, hold on a second!" Quinn proclaimed, rustling in her bag for something. She pulled out a biro, and grabbed Rachel's hand. Scrawling a number and an address onto her hand, she explained "I want to see you again. You and Charlie should come over to ours for dinner on Saturday night. I've been complaining for months that we never see other couples. This would be great!" Rachel gulped. "Oh, I don't know. We're not that kind of couple really, Charlie doesn't really-" Quinn cut her off, "Please Rachel, I want to make up to you for all the shit I caused you back in high school. And I want to see what this Charlie's like! We could maybe even do a swapsie for when Noah's being a pain in my arse!" Quinn chuckled. "And you'll need my number to arrange the reunion. I trust you to make it a complete diva-fest. You always were the best at organising events." Rachel thought about Quinn's offer and decided to accept it, though the thought of Quinn meeting Charlie terrified her. People never expected Rachel to be with someone like Charlie, but Rachel was happy and that was all that mattered to her. "Fine, we'll come round on Saturday. I'll ring you tonight to talk details, okay?" "Yep, sounds great. Can't wait. Thanks Rach, talk to you tonight." Before she turned around, Quinn stepped forwards, then wrapped her arms round Rachel's waist. Strangely, she found herself smelling her hair, taking in the essence of coconut. Rachel broke the hug, before Quinn could begin to question her motives. "Um, I'd best go. Me and Charlie are supposed to be going out tonight and she'll be pissed if I'm late home. Bye Quinn!" Rachel dashed away, pushing her cart with her. Quinn bit her lip and for reasons she couldn't explain, she felt a rush of warmth through her body. As a smile broke across her face, she had a sudden realisation. "Hang on," she wondered. "Did Rachel say 'she'? Is Charlie a girl? So Berry's a lesbian?" Quinn dismissed her buzzing thoughts as she trailed down the baby aisle, planning Saturday night in her head.