Author's Note: Thanks for the positive reviews for chapter one. I hope you guys enjoy this one, Rachel and Quinn meet for the first time. Enjoy.
The club was packed from wall to wall, the bars were crowded with people and the music was so loud the walls were vibrating. There were waitress in sexy outfits handing out free jello shots to everyone. Kurt had invited a few friends from NYADA including there close friend Tina Cohen Chang. They all looked around the club in awe, it was definitely the best club they've seen in all of New York. As Rachel looked around she spotted a clear box attached to the roof and saw two blondes looking down at everyone. As her friends got seats at an open booth she remained looking up trying to get a clear view of the two. She saw the blonde female looking around the club and she could of sworn the blonde stopped and looked right at her. Rachel stared back for a few more seconds until Kurt came rushing over with a jello shot.
"Time to dance gorgeous, let's go." Kurt took her hand and got onto the dance floor with her. Rachel was dancing the night away not knowing of the events happening back home. Santana was at Sarfati's checking her cell over and over again. She had been texting Rachel but she wasn't responding and Santana check by her place and she was home either.
"Santana! Where is she?!" Hiram stormed into the restaurant. Santana stood up as Brittany continued to clean the bar area.
"She's not responding but I made a few calls. I'm waiting for a response now." Just as Hiram was about to speak Santana got a text.
"Who is it?"
"Ricky. He said Rachel called for a cab that dropped her off at a club in Queens."
"Queens? She knows not to go there. There's no protection for her. Go get her now and take a few boys with you."
Santana nodded and left in a hurry speeding off to Club Echo. Hiram sighed and sat at the bar with his head in his hands. Brittany gave him his drink and smiled softly.
"You okay Boss?"
"Yeah. That girl worries me you know. She's just like Leroy, they never listen to me."
Brittany giggled, "She's like you too sir. Very stubborn when they know what they want, no one stops you or Rachel from doing it."
Hiram laughed, "You know I don't like anyone talk to me like that except you, Leroy, and Rachel. You are lucky I like you so much."
Brittany smiled, "I'm a likable person."
Hiram stood up and kissed her forehead, "Go home kiddo. I got a car for you outside. I'll lock up."
"You sure?"
He nodded, "Yeah I'm sure. Go on."
"Thanks Mr. Berry." Brittany got her belongings and headed home leaving Hiram alone with his drink. Back at the club Charlie and Quinn were watching everything from the office.
"This night is definitely a success."
Quinn nodded, "Yeah we already have a full list of RSVPs for tomorrow. We even have a few celebrity V. for tomorrow."
"We did it Q. Dad is gonna be proud. Now let's go down there and do what we do best. Party."
Quinn took a shot and set it down, "Let's go then. Puckerman!"
Noah Puckerman stood from his seat, "What's up babe?"
"Don't call me babe Puckerman. Charlie and I are going downstairs for a bit. Keep watch okay?"
Puck nodded, "Fine, send up some girls though."
"No way. You are not harassing my girls. Bartenders and waitresses are off limits."
"Whatever." Quinn and Charlie headed downstairs ready to enjoy the night. They walked over to the bar and ordered a few drinks. As usual as soon as they arrived at the bar they were surrounded by people. Charlie was talking up every girl he could while Quinn's eyes were locked on a brunette she noticed earlier from the office. The girl was absolutely stunning, prettier then any other girl she had ever seen. The girl was walking off the dance floor heading over to the bar with two other people. Quinn watched from across the bar as she leaned against the bar and waited for the bartender. Quinn nudged Charlie getting his attention away from the girls around him.
"What? I'm kind of busy right now?"
"That brunette over there. You know her?"
Charlie looked at the girl and smirked, "No but I'd love to."
"Back off. I call dibs."
"Oh come on! You always call dibs on the best ones."
Quinn smiled, "Oh shut up. Think I need to go introduce myself."
"Go ahead club owner. Just let me know if you fail so I can try."
"Oh I won't fail."
"Oh yeah, how you know?" Charlie responded.
"I'm going to give her the look."
Charlies eyes went wide, "What! You never use the look unless you really want in someone pants."
"It hasn't failed me yet."
Quinn leaned against the counter and looked right at the brunette while she slowly sipped her drink. Charlie smiled as he watched closely and waited for the brunette to notice.
Rachel finally got a bartenders attention and ordered three drinks. She smiled wide as she paid and felt someone watching her. Before she left with Kurt and Tina she looked around and found a pair of intense hazel eyes on her. Rachel instantly felt a rush as she got lost in a pool of hazel. She shook her head blinking a few times so she can finally focus on the face of the person. She was met with a beautiful blonde, her short choppy hair made Rachel want to rake her fingers through it. The smirk on her lips made Rachel want to just taste them. The blonde stood up straight and lifted her glass to Rachel with a soft nod and took another sip. She set her drink down and turned around to talk to the girls that were with Charlie.
"Rachel?"
Rachel looked over at Kurt, "Yeah?"
"What was that?"
"What was what?"
"That intense stare down with the hot blonde."
Rachel shrugged, "It was nothing."
"Oh that was something. She was practically stripping you with her eyes. Go talk to her."
"No way Kurt. Plus she seems busy."
"Go talk to her. Come on it won't hurt to try."
"Ugh! Fine."
Rachel fixed herself up quickly and walked to the end of the bar towards the blonde. Quinn was talking to some of the girls who both her and Charlie knew wanted free drinks all night. Charlie stood in front of Quinn with his arms crossed and a smile.
"So what now?"
"Give it 10 seconds."
"That confident.
"8...7...6...5."
"No fucking way..." Charlies rolled his eyes and shook his head.
"3..2..1-"
"Hi." Quinn smiled wide at Charlie and winked at him as she turned around and came face to face with her gorgeous brunette.
"Hello."
"I couldn't help but notice you staring before."
Quinn nodded, "It's true.I'm sorry if it made you feel uncomfortable in anyway. You are just very beautiful."
"I'm sure you say that to all the girls."
"Believe me she doesn't," Charlie said as he ordered a round of shots.
"And you are?"
"Her brother. Hi, my name is Charlie. This is my twin sister Quinn."
"Quinn. That's a pretty name. My name is Rachel."
Quinn smiled and took Rachel's hand, "It's a pleasure Rachel." She placed a soft kiss on her hand sending chills down Rachel's spine.
"So do you two live around here?"
"We actually just moved to Queens. We used to live in Staten Island."
"Wow. Why the big move?"
Quinn smiled," Business. We own this club."
Rachel's eyes went wide, "Are you serious?"
"She owns it. I just watch out for her," Charlie added as he took his shot and hand one to each of them.
"Wow, that's amazing though. This club is really great, "Rachel added after taking her shot.
"You from around here?"
Rachel shook her head, "Manhattan. My friends were raving about the opening so I came with."
"Manhattan huh? Times Square, Broadway, 5th Avenue. All that glam," Charlie said with a chuckle.
"What's wrong with Manhattan hm?"
Quinn shook her head, "Ignore him. We just have bad history with some people from there."
Rachel nodded, "Well not all of us are bad."
"Yeah? What are you hm? Good or bad."
"Just a girl trying to follow her dreams."
"What are your dreams Rachel?"
Rachel smiled, "Broadway. I want to make it on Broadway, win a Tony. I want it all."
"Got yourself a performer Q." Charlie smiled as he waved goodbye and began talking to a random girl.
"Broadway huh? Well I guess that means you can sing right?"
Rachel nodded in response as she took a seat beside Quinn.
"Maybe I can hear you sometime?"
"Yeah sure."
"Great."
"Why is that great?"
Quinn smiled wide, "Cause that means there will be a next time."
Rachel couldn't help but blush, "You are quite the sweet talker Quinn."
Both girls were so lost in each others conversation that they had no clue what was going on around them. As the two were talking, Santana had entered the club with some members of the mafia. She had two rookies and Sam Evans who had joined over three years ago. Sam was close to Rachel and Santana, mostly because he used to crush on Rachel.
"Evans, sweep the right side. You two, head down to the dance floor and try to find her. I'll check the back and left side. No one leaves until we find her, understood?" They all nodded and split up to find Rachel. Santana headed straight to the bar and quickly spotted Rachel, she was beside some blonde girl handing her a piece of paper. Santana walked up to them and stood right in between the two.
"San-Santana? What are you doing here?"
"I can ask you the same thing."
"How did you even find me?"
"I have my ways. Now say goodbye and let's go."
That caused Quinn to stand up and stare down the Latina, "She doesn't have to leave if she doesn't want to. So how about you back off and leave her alone."
Rachel's eyes went wide, she didn't expect Quinn to stand up for her at all. Rachel found it extremely attractive somehow, but knew how Santana gets when challenged.
"Excuse me? And you are?"
"Quinn. Quinn Fa-," before Quinn could finish her sentence the sound of glasses shattering caught everyone's attention. When the three girls spotted the cause of the glass shattering all eyes went wide. Puck and Sam were throwing punches at one another. Quinn spotted Charlie charging over and tackling one of Santana's rookies that was trying to attack Puck from behind.
Santana grabbed Rachel's arm, "We are leaving now!" Santana practically dragged Rachel out of the club. Quinn ran over to the fight but dropped to the ground at the sound of a gun shot. Everyone began to scream and run out of the club in a hurry, the staff quickly ran to the safety room they had created for events such as this. Quinn looked up and saw one of the rookies with the gun in the air, the gun shot caused enough of a distraction for all of them including Sam to run out of the club. Quinn went straight to Charlie and helped him up.
"Charles, are you okay?"
Charlie smiled, he knew Quinn only called him Charles when she was worried, "Yeah sis, I'm good."
Quinn looked over at Puck who was a bit beat up, "Noah?"
"Yeah, yeah I'm good."
Quinn looked around, the club was completely empty and there was glass everywhere. She sighed, opening night was not supposed to be like this. "Someone want to tell me what the fuck happened?"
"I saw Evans and those two other guys walking around and I could tell they were packing. I came down and told Evans to leave. I can tell he wasn't expecting me to be here Q. Which means they didn't know about us owning property in Queens. He said he wasn't leaving, I tried to escort him out and he fought back."
"They may have not known about the club but Berry's men wouldn't of came to Queens to party so they were here for a reason. I want to know why, understand?"
They all nodded, "Good. Now get the employees out of the safe room and take them home. Get a cleaning crew to clean this crap up. Puck go get stitched up by Mario. Charlie, let's go home."
Back in Manhattan, Rachel was in Santana's car texting Kurt letting him know she was okay. They arrive at her apartment and she quickly exits the car slamming the door shut and heads up to her apartment. Santana rolled her eyes and exits her car following her upstairs.
"Rach, stop." Rachel attempted to shut the door on her friend but failed horribly.
"No. You can leave."
"Come on Rachel, don't be upset with me."
"You stormed into the club like G.I Jane and practically drag me out of there when I was having fun. Can't you be my friend instead of my bodyguard just once."
Santana sighed and set her stuff down on the island and sat on the couch beside Rachel. "I am your fiend, but also your bodyguard. Sometimes I have to be the bodyguard over the friend. Rach, you up and left with no explanation or indication of where you were. The best friend in me was worried sick. I'm sorry if you think I went a bit overboard by bringing the guys."
Rachel sighed and rested her head on Santana's shoulder, " It was a bit much."
Santana smiled, "Sorry."
"It's okay...she's not going to call now."
"Who?"
"Quinn. The girl from the club you scared away. She probably thinks we are dating or something now."
"First of, I'm way out of your league babe. And second, no one can resist the Berry charm. She'll call."
"You think she will?"
"Yeah and if she doesn't. I'll find her and kick her ass."
"San," Rachel giggled, "I really liked her though. She's different. Seems actually normal, finally can talk to someone who doesn't know my dad or is in the mafia."
"Rach, you told me earlier this week that I should move on from Britt...did she move on already?"
Rachel played with Santana's fingers, "We can save this for another time San."
"Just tell me."
"Yeah...Sam asked her out and she said yes."
Santana shook her head, "She said we weren't working because I'm always in danger yet she goes for Evans."
"I'm sorry Santana."
"It's whatever. Think I can crash here tonight?"
Rachel nodded, "Guest room or mine?"
"Yours?"
Rachel smiled, Santana only asked to sleep with her when she was upset or scared. She knew hearing about Brittany must be upsetting her more then she was letting on.
"Just don't hog the covers Lopez."
No promises Berry."