Chapter Two: The Nick To My Fanny. Password: e90e0a681d

A/N: Sorry it took so long, school work and stuff. This chapter will include a flashback from Quinn, and there will be lots of chapters of flashbacks from Quinn, Rachel, Santana & Brittany (and some of Kurt, Puck and Finnept, too). I kind of wanted to make a few things clear, too: Rachel's parents aren't Hiram and Leroy here, the girls are in sophomore year, and Quinn is out and proud (like it should have on the actual show but and even though it didn't happen in the last 3 seasons, I do have hope people). Rachel is dating Finnocence and Quinn is kind of a player. Anyway, I will bring Blaine, Karofsky and Sam at some point I just don't know when. Ok enough with my rambling, thanks for reading (:

"Rach! Please get back here, I won't do anything to your precious Barbra poster I promise, just stop running!" a ten year old Quinn shouted while running behind the petite brunette.

Rachel abruptly stopped nearly knocking the little blonde girl to the ground. "Really? Pinky promise, Lucy?" she asked hopefully, hiding the poster behind her, far away from Quinn if necessary.

Quinn narrowed her eyes at Rachel for a moment before sighing "Rach, I told you not to call me that and yes, I promise" she held out her pinky for Rachel to take, and she did without hesitation.

"I still don't understand why you don't like your name, I think it's pretty" Quinn blushed.

"I… um, it's not p-pretty b-but um… thanks Rach" Quinn's blush hardening as Rachel gave her a quick peck on the cheek.

"You are welcome, Quinn. Now let's go to the park! I bet San and Britt are already there so it would be completely impolite and completely unprofessional to keep them waiting, besides, it's 5 o'clock and we promised we would be there at 4:30 " Rachel kept her Barbra poster on her white purse before taking Quinn's hand and started walking.

They arrived to the park quickly and spotted Santana and Brittany who, Rachel guessed correctly, where already there. As soon as Rachel saw them, she let go of Quinn's hand and began running towards their friends, Quinn frowned because of the lack of contact but soon followed her.

"San! Britt! Sorry for keeping you waiting!" Rachel said while hugging Brittany.

Santana smiled at the girl's enthusiasm "Don't worry Tiny, Britts and I were just talking 'bout this party a super tall guy is throwing today at 8 o'clock".

Brittany nodded "Yes we were, but I don't want to go Sanny" Santana sighed and Quinn and Rachel looked at her, both with confused expressions. Brittany usually loved parties because they had two of her favorite things: ice cream and party-hats.

Rachel let go of Brittany, who was way much taller than her and looked at her piercing blue eyes "Why Britt? Are you sick? Do you want me to ask my Daddy to check on you? Or do you want me to do it? Maybe you are sick, or maybe you are just thirsty" she asked with her voice full of concern. Quinn and Santana both smiled at the brunette's ramble.

Brittany looked at her with a puzzled look before replying "No, I'm perfectly fine and don't worry I have Lord Fitzgerald, he is my private doctor" Quinn raised THE eyebrow and Rachel let out an exasperate sigh.

"Then why don't you want to go, Britt-Britt?" a defeated Latina asked. She had been trying to convince her to go because one: she loved parties even at this age, and two: if Brittany wasn't going then sure as hell she wasn't either.

"Because he looks like Frankenstein's son and he is like, super creepy. He is always staring at Rachel in school, and when she doesn't notice, he follows her around like a lost giraffe" she said as matter-of-factly.

Quinn clenched her fists and scowled. Someone was stalking her friend! And not just someone, Finn Frankenteen Hudson! She wouldn't let that happen, even though the two of them were good friends, she hated the idea of him following Rachel or him near Rachel. It just wasn't right.

"Then, if that's the case, then we shouldn't go and hang out in my tree house, my dad bought me a big TV and a DVD so we can watch movies all day. What do you say?" Brittany nodded enthusiastically, Rachel pouted and Santana just rolled her eyes at Quinn.

"I don't know Quinn, I mean, if Finn is making such a great effort on party, we should at least make him company, at least for a while and then we can go and watch movies..." Rachel said without making eye-contact with Quinn. Quinn sighed and Santana grinned as if she had just won six thousand breadsticks, knowing Quinn's efforts at trying not to go at the party were in vain.

"The first movie we were going to watch was Funny Girl but… if you don't want to…" Rachel's eyes lit up and she grabbed Quinn's neck, the blonde immediately grabbed Rachel's waist holding her tightly.

Rachel just couldn't believe it! Quinn didn't even have Funny Girl! Oh wait… Quinn bought the movie just for her? That was the sweetest thing someone has ever done for her!

"WE WON'T GO THEN, FUNNY GIRL HERE WE COME!" Rachel yelled with a lot of enthusiasm that it made Brittany jump up and down in excitement and Santana sick. Rachel let go off Quinn and immediately held her hand, interviewing their fingers tightly. "You are better than Nick himself. Wait! I got a sudden realization! You are way much better than him because you are the Nick to my Fanny, Quinnie!"

Quinn smiled one of her 'just for Rachel' smiles and gave her a kiss on the cheek "Well, then let's get going Fanny, our movie awaits. C'mon Santana and Britt, let's go"

And as they were walking down the street towards Quinn's house Santana murmured so only Brittany could hear "Who the hell are Fanny and Nick?"

Brittany smiled at her and replied "Rachel and Quinn"

As soon as the girls arrived to the Fabray's they immediately ran to the tree house ready to watch some movies, starting with Funny Girl of course, and Judy, Quinn's mom, gave them some snacks just in case they were hungry.

"OK now who's ready to watch Funny Girl?" Quinn asked excitedly even though she hadn't watched the movie before.

Brittany and Rachel nodded enthusiastically as they sat on the little blue couch that was just in front of the TV. Santana just frowned and sat down next to Brittany, leaving Quinn the seat next to Rachel.

"Your audience gives you everything you need. They tell you. There is no director who can direct you like an audience". Fanny Brice said, leaving Rachel in the verge of tears because of how true that was.

As the movie ended, Quinn turned around to see how her friends were doing. Santana, who ate all the snacks, was asleep with her head on Brittany's shoulder. Brittany and Rachel were crying, although Rachel was crying more than the other girl.

Quinn looked concerned at Rachel. What if it was her fault that Rachel was crying? What if Rachel never wanted to talk to her again? What if she made Rachel hate her favorite movie in the world?

"Rach, you OK?" Quinn asked a little scared of hearing the answer. What if all of her fears were true and Rachel didn't want her in her life anymore because of the movie?

Rachel blinked 5 times before answering "Yes, I'm fine Quinn. Why wouldn't I be?"

Quinn took Rachel's hand and looked at her straight in the eye "It's just… you said this is your favorite movie ever and you are crying. Aren't you supposed to be happy because you watched it?"

Rachel smiled at her concern "I'm more than happy, in fact. This movie makes me want to dream bigger and bigger every day. You see one day, I'll be on Broadway, my name will shine more than the stars and I'll perform like Fanny Brice, I'll have my name on the hall of fame, and I'll have a star on Hollywood's hall of fame just like she does, and I'll sing with Barbra Streisand one day, too! It'll be amazing, you'll see!" she stood up and began to dance around Quinn's tree house. Quinn looked at her with so much adoration that if Rachel had seen her, she would have blushed.

"Well, in that case, you promise you'll save a ticket front and center for your best friend?" Quinn asked taking her by the waist so that Rachel would dance with her.

Rachel put her arms around Quinn's neck and began dancing with her "You don't even have to ask Quinn! You'll be front and center! Oh and Britt and San, too. Of course if they want".

Quinn smiled and looked down at her other friends, who were cuddling in the couch sleeping peacefully. "Yeah, I bet they would love to"

Quinn smiled sadly at the memory as she was walking down the hall looking for her 'best' friend. She hated herself for everything that had happened with the diva that made her hate Broadway and everything related to it, (including Barbra, even though it's her middle name) and for not being able to help her keep her confidence. Rachel had done a lot of things for her that she just… she swore that she would give the diva back that confidence on stage and in herself again, even if she had to go to all around the world just to get it back.

She spotted Rachel next to Santana in the diva's locker, talking animatedly about God knows what. She started walking towards them when she noticed the giant figure of Finn Hudson blocking her path.

"What do you want this time, Finnept?" she asked irritably and with clear annoyance on her voice.

He smiled his signature dopey smile at her "I need you to help me with something for Rachel" She rolled her eyes at him. Really? What else would he been doing talking to her? Asking for gummy bears?

"OK sure I'll help but later, right now I have to talk to your girlfriend" she moved past him leaving him with a constipated look and headed towards Rachel and Santana.

As soon as Rachel saw her coming she stopped talking to Santana, much to the Latina's annoyance and turned to talk to her "What do you want, Fabray?" she asked with a smile on her face. Kindness this is Rachel Berry.

"I was wondering if I could talk to you princess for a couple minutes…" she said with a flirty wink and paying no attention to Santana's obscene gestures.

The petite diva looked unsure and turned to see Santana's face. Santana just nodded and walked away.

"I'm all yours, Fabray. Now, what do you want?" she closed her locker and started walking towards her next class, which was the same one as Quinn's.

Quinn took Rachel's books for her before replying "Well I was wondering if you still sing in your free time?"

Rachel stopped dead in her tracks and Quinn immediately knew she should have waited for some quite, more private place to talk about it.

"Sometimes, why?" the diva whispered loud enough for Quinn to hear. The blonde smiled and continued walking with Rachel.

"Because I have a preposition for you…" She said in a seductive tone. Rachel's eyes widened and Quinn laughed nervously. "No! Not that, geez Berry you are such a prude. What I really wanted to ask you is… ?"

Rachel rolled her eyes at the blonde's nervousness "Fabray, I get that you aren't mature enough seeing that you go out with different girls almost every day of the week, but at least try to speak appropriately.

Quinn scoffed at that. The girl was such a diva sometimes. "I said… Will you join the glee club with me?" she whispered the question in fear that somebody would hear her.

"OK, is this some kind of a joke Fabray? Because if it is, it's not funny, you know for a fact that the glee club is like social suicide so, are you trying to take my co-captain spot at the cheerios with a prank or what?" she murmured the question with annoyance and hurt in her voice.

Quinn looked hurt by the diva's words but didn't say anything. She knows that she has been an asshole to Rachel in more than one occasion, so she couldn't blame Rachel for being so suspicious about the question.

"No, it's just… I think it would be amazing if we both joined… Besides, Glee club would look good on your college application" she said without looking into Rachel's eyes. She didn't want to tell her the truth about the blackmail and the deal, not just because she didn't want her to think she was using her but because she wanted the girl to join because she wanted to.

"No, you better than anyone know that my parents would disapprove of that. Plus, as I said before, it's social suicide" she said with a final tone while entering the classroom and taking a seat at the back.

Quinn sat beside her and sighed, she need to convince the diva no matter what "Please, princess. Just go… and if you like it, you join… and maybe we can convince Santana and Brittany to join too… to spend time the four of us together, like we used too"

Rachel looked at her and scoffed "Are you afraid of going to that classroom of freaks alone or why are you trying so hard to convince me? Maybe you should just ask Brittany, you know she will say yes. And you want Santana to join? Please, she wouldn't want to join even if I asked her or even if Britt asked her for that matter."

"Because I don't know anything about music and you do, plus Santana would be pissed at me if I asked Britt, you know Britt will tell her… she tells her everything" Quinn said with a hint of jealousy in her voice. She missed having that with Rachel… now they just talked for cheerios party's or at practice and when she went to her house for a sleepover with either Santana or Brittany or both, and it didn't count because they weren't alone. "Plus, I really want to sing and dance with you again Rach" she said the last part softly. Rachel smiled at the long-forgotten nickname Quinn used to give her.

"Fine, I'll go. But when? Because I have a date with Finn today at 7, and I don't want to be late" she said with a final tone turning hear attention towards the front of the class.

Quinn resisted the urge to roll her eyes at the mention of the oaf "Tomorrow, princess" she grinned at the theater, who suddenly started to ramble about the topic of the day and even though she didn't know what it was about, she was happy to be at that class because she was with her best friend.