So first off I would like to say thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, for all the reviews, story alerts, and favorites that I got. Pretty much made my life So a few things I d like to cover. First off this is my first Faberry fic, my second story. I haven't written anything in so long I almost forgot how so bare with me while I get back into the grove! I hope everyone enjoys the story, I have no idea when I'll be able to update college work sucks but I will try my best. Also I love when you guys review… I send cheesecake brownies and vegan cookies your way when you do! With that done I'll add my disclaimer.

Disclaimer: I do not own Glee, if I did everyone would be gay

P.S. This is kinda a filler sorry.

At promptly 12:30 P.M. a knock was heard on the door of the Berry household. Rachel who was anxiously awaiting the knock at the bottom of the stairs promptly turned around and ran up the stairs. Her father, Harold, looked after her retreating figure and called out,

"Do you want me to get it?"

Upon hearing this Rachel began running back down the stairs.

"I don't want to seem eager." She replied as if it were common knowledge.

"Yea because the out of breath gasping won't give you away." Her other father Thomas called out from the kitchen.

Rachel ignored him as she scampered to the door, taking a moment to put on her famous Rachel Berry 100 watt smile she opened the door to reveal a sheepish looking Quinn Fabray.

"Hi."

"Hey."

The two stared at each other for a moment before Rachel came to her senses and invited the girl in.

"This is my dad Harold."

"Hello Mr. Berry it's lovely to meat you."

He roughly shook her hand while giving her a tight smile.

"You must be Quinn Fabray, I hear you have had a miraculous recovery."

"Recovery, sir?"

Quinn asked with a shy smile. Rachel was glaring rather menacingly at her father. Thomas choose this time to wonder in from the kitchen.

"Yes, apparently you are a recovering bitchaholc. I hope it won't be to hard for you to resist the urge to throw a slushie in my face."

"Dad, stop it I told you she isn't like that anymore."

"Rome wasn't built in a day sweetie, and people don't change overnight."

"Come on now honey leave the poor girl along look at her, she's absolutely terrified."

Quinn smiled gratefully at the shorter white man with a receding hairline and adorable glasses. He smiled back at her then turned to glare at his irritable husband. The tall dark man with deep eyes stood with his arms crossed over his chest and a look of distrust covering his face.

"Mr. Berry I understand your concerns with me befriended your daughter after all of the horrible things that I did to her. However, I would like to assure you that your daughters happiness is the most important thing to me. Last year I was pregnant, alone, and scared. The only person who consistently offered me friendship and attempted to help me was Rachel. Over the summer I had some time to think about it and discovered that the life I was living was not one I wanted to remember in 10 years. I wanted to be a person I could be proud of when I looked back over my high school years. I figured the best way to start is to rebuild all of the bridges I had burned. I have saved a Rachel for last because, quite frankly she is the most difficult and stubborn person ever. But, she is also the most important. So it was essential that I befriend her. I don't expect you to trust me without question. I only ask that you trust Rachel when and if I gain her trust."

The men stared at her in silence evalutating what she had said. Thomas promptly wrapped her in a bone crushing hug.

"I think its wonderful that you and Rachel are friends now. So would you like to stay for lunch?"

The little man had a huge smile on is face and Quinn suddenly realized where Rachel got her gorgeous smile from.

"I would love to sir but I'm afraid we will need to have a rain check, we have reservations at Breadsticks."

"Oh, of course dear, of course perhaps next weekend?"

"Yes, sir that would be fantastic."

Rachel gave a quick hug to both of her dads saying a quick "goodbye" and rushing to Quinn's side. The two offered smiles to the men inside the house as she and Quinn stepped onto the they got to Quinn's car she quickly ran around to the other side to let Rachel in, softly closing the door behind her when she got in her seat. Quinn began driving to Breadsticks. An awkward silence fell over the two, which Rachel quickly broke.

"So we're going to Breadsticks?" Rachel asked with a smile.

"Yes, ma'am we are. Um… we are actually meeting some people here I hope that's okay."

Rachel looked a little unsure but said "Yes, that's fine" nonetheless.

"Who are we meeting if you don't mind me asking?"

"Oh, um…just Santana and Brittany." Quinn mumbled under her breath.

"Oh…" Was Rachel's quiet response. Sensing her discomfort Quinn rushed on to explain.

"I already had plans with them, but I get tired of being a third wheel and I figured you could use some time out. There's only so many movies I can sit through while they make out in the seat next to me."

"Oh, so you're bringing me along to be your distraction during the movie."

Quinn starting giggling uncontrollably as Rachel started to turn a deep shade of red.

"Well, I certainly wasn't expecting to let you distract me on our first date Rach."

Rachel looked at her for a moment before realizing she hadn't said anything in response to Quinn's comment.

"Oh well I certainly wasn't expecting today to be a date." Rachel replied with a giggle.

Quinn chuckled lightly as they pulled into the parking lot of Breadsticks. The two exited the car and meet at the hood of Quinn's 2010 fire truck red Mustang. They smiled calmly at each other and walked into the only decent restaurant in Lima. Greeting the woman behind the counter with a dazziling smile Rachel quickly told her that they were meeting a couple friends and quickly described them. Recognition crossed the woman's face and she lead them to the back of a restaurant and to a booth tucked away in the corner.

"Hello Santana, Brittany." Rachel greeted politely.

"Berry."

"Hey Rachel."

Quinn took her seat next to Rachel and nodded towards Santana and Brittany.

"So Quinn you hit that yet or what?"

Rachel sputtered and stared in shock at Santana, while Quinn merely glared at the brunette cheerleader. The waiter then meandered over to the table with a charming smile on his face.

"What can I get you ladies to drink?"

"Coke"

"Dr. Pepper"

"Water"

"Water, please"

He smiled back politely and walked off to retrieve the drinks. Rachel is the first to speak, yet again.

"So, Santana how have you been, I don't believe we have ever actually spoken in a civilized manner?"

"Berry, I heard you had some questions pertaining to sex care to enlighten us on your shortcomings?"

Rachel looked aghast as she turned to a red faced Quinn sending her a questioning look.

"Sorry Rach I tell S everything." The blonde shrugged noncommittally.

As Rachel opened her mouth to respond the waiter came by with there drinks. He placed the Coke in front of Brittany the Dr. Pepper in front of Santana and the waters in front of Quinn and Rachel.

"So what can I get for you ladies today?"

"I will have the shrimp linguine and she will have the chicken alfredo." Santana said handed him the menus and turning to talk to Brittany. Quinn glanced at Rachel before ordering her food.

"I would like the chicken parmesan please." Rachel quickly scanned her menu trying to decide what she wanted.

"Um…can I get the house salad with the vinegarette dressing please?"

"Of course ma'am, I'll get all of that out for you ladies."

As the waiter walked away Santana turned back to Rachel staring at her expectantly.

"Oh, well I was just questioning Quinn about what sex feels like, or rather what being ready for sex feels like."

Santana, Brittany and Quinn looked back at her. Santana was the first to start laughing and the other two quickly followed.

"Wow, Berry, you are something else. Why do you want to know about being ready for sex, you're single?"

"Well I have someone in mind that I would like to give my innocence to but I wasn't sure if I should settle on someone now or wait until after college."

"Well, I think it's best to do it, Rachel, sex is fun it'll help you not be so uptight and bossy."

Santana and Quinn chuckled at what the tall blonde dancer had said, while Rachel blushed in such an adorable way that Quinn leaned into her and wrapped an arm around her hugging the petite diva. The food arrived and the four girls began eating eagerly. Talking had ceased as everyone devoured the delicious Italian food.

While eating Quinn got a little bit of sauce on her hand she reached to wipe it off using the napkin on her lap, but her hand slipped a bit and brushed against Rachel's leg. The girl gasped lightly at the touch. Quinn looked up to see if the other guests at the table noticed,they were both still focused on the food in front of mischeviously Quinn slid her hand slowly onto Rachels thigh. The tiny brunette held her gasp in this time and glanced at Quinn out of the corner of her eye. The blonde head cheerleader then struck up a conversation with the others at the table, leaving her hand securely on her friends leg.

After all four girls had finished eating the waiter came back over to the table to settle the check. Santana and Quinn both said at the same time,

"Two tickets."

The waiter smiled and walked off to get the check. Rachel turned to Quinn with an incredulous look on her face.

"You don't have to pay for me Quinn, I am perfectly capable of settle my half of the bill. Although I know that since you have moved back in with your mother that your allowance was reinstated, I am well equipped financially as well."

"I know that Rachel, I'm paying because I want to. It's not a date unless I pay."

The brunette smiled sheepishly at Quinn as her cheeks were painted with a gorgeous pink rusk. The waiter came back and the quartet paid and headed to the parking lot.

"See you guys at the theatre."

Santana called out as she dragged Brittany to her car. Quinn once again opened the door for Rachel at helped her into her seat. Quinn cranked the car and pulled out of the parking lot.

"So, what movie are we watching Quinn?" Rachel asked politely.

"Paranormal Activity 2, I'm a sucker for horror movies."

Quinn turned to look at Rachel when she hadn't said anything for a little while. She nearly swerved off the road terrified for the girl seated next to her with a look of pure unadulterated fear.

"Rach…"

So there's chapter 2, I hope you liked it. More reviews faster update! Oh and what will happen at the movies? Oh also review purty please with cherry on top.