A/N: Thanks for all the reviews and follows, I really appreciate it. All errors are mine, sorry about that.
This chapter is the beginning of the switching between realities. I'm very excited about it. Will be mostly Rachel POV and is pretty much only faberry I will have friends and family in more of the other chapters. This chapter is longer than the others, which is how it will be from now on. Also, the chapter has sexytimes, fluff, and a lot of teasing so you have been warned, this is rated M ;).
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"Ughh" I groan as the buzzing of Quinn's alarm clock wakes me from my deep sleep. Leaning my arm up I lightly tap the annoying machine to turn it off. That's weird I could have sworn that I turned it off and unplugged it the other day. Figuring one of my dads must have plugged it back in I slowly start to drift back to sleep. Not even ten minutes later the alarm clock is buzzing again, I reach up to turn it off when I feel something shift behind me.
"Mmm I got it baby."
Jolted by the fact that someone is in my bed I turn around quickly ready to pounce on whoever the hell thought it was okay to get into my bed. But when I turn around I am startled by what I see. My beautiful blonde wife who died is looking right at me, I rub my eyes because I must be seeing things. Starring into her hazel eyes I reach my hand and slightly touch her face and I am shocked when I feel the warmth of her skin on my hand.
Pulling my hand away I get up from bed and run out of the bedroom and down the stairs to get a glass of water. I grab a bottle of water out of the fridge and take a gulp. Setting the bottle down I realize my hands are shaking uncontrollably. What the hell was that up there? How did I see and feel Quinn like that? All of these thoughts keep swirling around in my head. "You are officially loosing it Rachel," I quietly mumble to myself.
Finally convincing myself that it was just a very realistic dream or vision I walk back up the stairs and decide to lie back down in bed. Slowly I walk back in the bedroom and look at the bed and am met with nothing but sheets. "Just a realistic vision," I say to myself. Laying back down I start to feel my emotions get the better of me because oh how I wish that Quinn was really here right now.
Just as I am thinking that I see the bathroom door swing open and once again I am met with my gorgeous wife in her usual nightshirt and short shorts.
"Baby where did you run off to?" Quinn asks looking at me. I don't respond at first because all I can do is stare at the blonde in front of me. Quinn continues to look at me and raises her eyebrow waiting for me to answer.
"Quinn?" I squeak out.
"What's wrong baby? Why did you run off ?"
Still not answering I lean up on the bed and grab her hand and pull her back to bed with me. I pull her into a bone-crushing hug all the while wondering how this is happening. She is really here, my Quinn, my wife here in my arms. Pulling back I mash her lips into mine, I keep our lips together until we are both gasping for air.
"Well that's the best good morning kiss I've ever had," Quinn says looking deeply into my eyes.
"So are you going to tell me why you ran off downstairs Rach?"
"Oh umm, yeah sorry I just really needed a drink of water," I say as I kiss her lightly on the lips.
"Oh okay. I'm going to get up and take a shower," Quinn replies with confusion.
Quinn starts to get out of bed but I grab her hand and pull her back down again to lie with me causing her to look at me questioningly.
"I want to stay in bed with you a little longer," I fumble out searching for the right words to say so she doesn't think I've lost it.
I must have convinced her because I hear her mumble out "Mmm okay that sounds nice."
Pushing her hair back and tucking it behind her ear I look deeply into her stunning hazel colored eyes like it's the last time I will ever see them again.
I see Quinn blushing under my intense stare. "Not that I don't like this starring contest baby but why are you looking at me like that?"
"What do you mean Quinn?" I respond gently running my fingers lightly up and down her arm.
"You're looking at me like it's the first time you have ever seen me. And while I appreciate it I'm just wondering why that is."
Before I can even think of the right answer to tell her I cup her face gently and mash our lips together. I run my fingers through her blonde locks and pull her in closer to me rolling her over and laying on top of her. Gliding my tongue on her bottom lip I am immediately granted access and our tongues meet and all I see is fireworks. I could hear Quinn moan as our tongues met and began fighting for dominance. Honestly I didn't care who won I just wanted this moment to last forever.
Abandoning Quinn's bruising lips I place kisses across her jaw line and lick down her neck. Finding her pulse point I bite down hard and I feel Quinn buck her hips up into me.
"Fuck Rach. Baby that feels so good," I hear Quinn moan out as I continue my assault on her neck.
"I want you Quinn," I beg desperately. She grabs the back of my neck and pulls me down for another searing kiss, I pull our shirts off and toss them across the room. Immediately I grab both of her breasts kneading the flesh, I move my mouth down to one of her nipples and swirl my tongue around the hardening bud. I can feel Quinn writhing underneath me bucking her hips trying to get any type of friction.
"Rach…take me now."
Giving her nipple one last swirl, I trail open mouth kisses between the valley of her breasts and across her delicious abs. I slide my tongue down her abs one more time appreciating my wife's gorgeous toned body. Spreading her thighs open I slide her underwear down her legs leaving a trail of kisses as I go. I move back up her legs and spread her thighs apart and am met with her glistening sex.
"Mmm, you are so wet for me baby…" I bring my mouth down and take a long swipe through her folds. All I can hear is moans and I pull my tongue back into my mouth. "Shit, Quinn you taste so good…" I take another long swipe and then shove my tongue deep inside of her.
"Fuck," is all Quinn could say as I moved my tongue in and out of her. Feeling her walls tighten around my tongue I remove it and am met with a whimpering blonde beneath me. The whimpers soon turn back into moans as I push one finger into her replacing my tongue.
"Mmm don't stop Rach. Don't fucking stop."
Sliding a second finger I push deep inside my wife curling and drawing back slowly only to ram them back in. "Holy shit baby. I'm so close," this only turns me on more and makes me work harder to bring Quinn to blissful release. Taking her clit into my mouth I push deep inside her one more time and feel the sexy blonde arch of the bed and start to shake.
"Oh my…God baby," my wife screams out in ecstasy as she rides out her orgasm. Slowly pulling my fingers out I put them in my mouth and moan at how delicious she tastes.
Crawling back up the bed I just stare down at my gorgeous wife's face, I love ther look on her face after she orgasms. Her eyes are half closed and she has this look of pure blissfulness on her face. I pepper kisses all over her face earning myself a cheeky grin from the blonde.
"Damn Rach that was amazing," I hear Quinn mumble out.
"Mmm my pleasure babe."
We just lie there for a while feeling the warmth radiating between our bodies. Quinn kisses me on my forehead and slowly gets out of bed walking to the bathroom, all I can do is stare at her perfectly toned body. She must have felt me starring at her because as I trial my eyes up her body I reach her face and its then I realize she has that damn smirk on her face that makes me weak in the knees.
"Like the view baby," Quinn says with nothing but confidence in her voice.
"You know I have always liked your legs and don't even get me stared on that ass of yours," I counter winking at her and making her blush. She walks into the bathroom laughing as she goes to turn the shower on. Falling back to bed I let out a sigh and curl up in the light blue sheets and start to think about what everything that just happened.
Thinking to myself I realize that this couldn't be a dream because I felt her breath on my cheek, her lips pressed against mine, and the warmth of her body as we made love. The accident and funeral had to have all been a dream, no a nightmare, a really awful torturous nightmare. Before I can think about what happened anymore the bathroom door swings open and I see my wife with nothing but determination in her eyes.
She looks straight at me "I was really hoping you would get that sexy body of yours out of that bed and sneak in the shower with me but since you obviously aren't doing that on your own I'm telling you. Get out of that bed Rachel Berry and get in this shower with me so I can return the favor."
I don't think I have ever moved so quickly in my life. Jumping out of bed I run into the bathroom and get in the shower and am immediately shoved against the cold tile wall and feel nothing but nipping and biting up and down my neck.
Quinn moves her mouth to my ear and takes a long swipe with her tongue before whispering in my ear "I'm about to make you cum so hard that I'm going to have to carry you out of here."
I swear I moan so loud that the neighbors are sure to have heard it. Hell the whole street probably heard that embarrassingly loud moan. It's in this moment that I can do nothing but thank God that I still have this beautiful blonde in this world to call mine.
After a fulfilling time in the shower I throw my hair up and grab my robe and go downstairs to make breakfast. I put my vegan blueberry muffins in the oven to bake and start cooking Quinn's favorite breakfast that of course includes bacon, which I detest but I love the woman so what can you do. Turning the bacon over I start a pot of coffee and scramble some eggs until I feel warm hands around my waist. Leaning back into my wife I catch a faint smell of her strawberry shampoo that I love so much.
I turn around in her arms and give her a peck on the lips and go back to cooking.
"Breakfast smells delicious Rach," Quinn says as she goes to grab a cup of coffee. I nod my head and smile at the compliment, she has always been so appreciative of everything I do for her which makes me want to spoil her even more.
Making our plates we go and sit at the table to have a family style sit down breakfast, which we rarely ever do because we both are always so busy running around. We eat quietly both content with the silence, I sneak sly glances at my wife every so often because lets face it I have a hot ass wife.
Sipping her coffee Quinn looks up at me "Are you going in late to work today?"
"Actually I sent Tina a text this morning and told her I wasn't coming in today, I decided to take the day off."
"Oh well that's good," Quinn replies stuffing her face with the bacon I made her.
"Yeah, that's the benefit of owning your own studio with your best friend. You get to play hooky whenever you want."
"I'm jealous."
"Well I was actually hoping you could take the day off to and we could just spend the day together," I say looking up at Quinn silently hoping she says yes.
"Aww baby you know I would but I have a photo-shoot today and it's a cover shoot so I don't trust any of my assistants to do it. And it has to be done today."
"Oh okay that's fine," I walk off to put our dishes in the sink wishing that we could just have this one-day together. After having that dream about Quinn dying all I want is to spend as much time with her as I can and not her let her out of my sight. I quietly wash off the dishes and clean up the kitchen wondering what I will do with the rest of my day since I can't spend it with Quinn.
I hear Quinn quietly walk up behind "Rach, you're making me feel really guilty with you walking around with that miserable looking pout on your face."
"I'm sorry I don't mean to make you feel guilty I just really wanted to spend the day with you. I just miss you that's all."
"I'm right here baby," Quinn counters with a frown on her face.
"I know, we are just so busy running around all the time and I just wanted to take a minute to slow down and have some time together." "But its okay Quinn I understand this is an important shoot for you," I reply with the best smile I can muster at the time but I can tell by the look on my wife's face she doesn't buy it.
Turing to walk in to the living room I feel Quinn grab my hand and turn me around "I really wish I could stay home with you today there is just no way I can. But how about you come to the office and then to the photo-shoot with me. I know it's not the most entertaining thing to do but at least we can still spend the day together."
I look up to her with the biggest grin "Really? Are you sure, I don't want to be in your way."
"Rach of course I'm sure, you can even help be my assistant if you don't want to sit around. It will be just like in college."
Giggling at the memory of when we were in college, we never spent a moment apart and I would follow her around helping her every time she went to take picture for her classes. I looked so stupid because I never knew what I was doing or where everything was supposed to go. Quinn was always so patient with me and taught me everything about what times of the day were best to shoot and how to get the perfect lighting for her picture. She taught me so much I'm pretty sure now I'm even better than most of her assistants.
"I'll hurry and go get ready," I excitingly say to Quinn as I run up the stairs to get ready.
I'm so excited to spend the day with her I don't think I've ever gotten ready so fast. Running down the stairs I go to grab my purse until I see my wife staring at my outfit and I stop. Looking my self up and down I look back to the blonde "What? I tried to dress comfortable because I knew there would be a lot of walking and moving stuff around since it's as outside shoot."
"Huh? No you look perfect Rach."
"Then why are you starring at me like that baby? I can change if you want me to," I counter looking myself up and down again.
"No, it's just going to be very hard to do my job with your ass looking as great as it does in those leggings. And then I'm going to think about all the dirty things we could be doing at home instead."
I strut over to my wife and put my lips against her ear "You have no idea the dirty sex filled day I had planned for us today too bad we have to go to your work."
Leaving my wife with her jaw dropped open and a stunned expression on her face I go toward the garage and yell back "Come on Quinn we don't want to be late."
After gathering herself we climb into my matte black Mercedes G wagon that Quinn bought me for my birthday and start heading to her office. Turing up the radio and softly singing to the music I feel my wife's hand slowly move from my knee up my thigh. I look up to Quinn who is starring at the road in front of her and notice she has the biggest smirk on her face.
Pulling up to a red light I start to feel myself getting aroused as the blonde's hand is practically cupping me. "Quinn what are you doing?"
She turns her head to me and I swear her smirk gets even bigger "I know what you were doing back at the house. You were trying to tease me because we couldn't stay in today."
"I don't know what you are talking about," I say with an innocent look on my face.
"Two can play that game Berry."
I feel the flutter in my stomach and wetness start at the old nickname she used to call me. With the light turning green I try and focus on anything but Quinn. Ugh damn her she knows when she uses that name it gets me all hot and bothered, this is going to be a very long day.
We walk inside her studio and start packing all the supplies we need to take to the shoot. She walks over to talk to her assistants about the details of the shoot and I grab a seat in her chair. Twirling around in her chair and playing on my phone I don't hear the beautiful blonde back walk in.
"This office has many memories with you in it," the sound of her voice startles me as I turn around to face her. She starts to slowly walk toward me and glides her fingers across the desk.
"Do you remember the last time you visited me at work Rach?"
I shutter at the thought, of course I remember who that hell could forget something like that. Staying quiet I try to turn my chair around and not look at her but she grabs it and turns it back around. We are face to face as she leans down and starts to pepper kisses on my jaw line and neck.
"I can refresh your memory if you would like. It started much like this did, kisses to your neck then I ripped your top off. Took one of your perky nipples in to my mouth and bit it lightly which I know drives you crazy," Quinn explains her voice dripping with sex.
I close my eyes and try to control my breathing but its not working, shit she is so much better at this than me. Her hand moves to the inside of my thigh and she starts to draw small circles.
"I remember having to cover your mouth with my hand to muffle the moans. You never were good at being quiet were you," I whimper at the accusation.
"Then I threw you up on this desk and moved your skirt up and removed those red lace panties, mmm those are my favorite. You were begging for me at this point saying Quinn baby, shit fuck me please." Sitting there in utter silence is all I can do at this point, she moves her hand just inside my leggings and puts her fingers at the top of my panty line staying there.
"I started kissing the inside of your thighs and then shoved my tongue deep inside your…"
Suddenly Quinn removes her hand and starts walking to the door "Come on Rach we got to get a move on if we are going to be able to be set up and ready by 12." I snap my eyes open at her and stare in disbelief, I know she did not just do that. Before I can say anything she is out the door and heading to the car. I have to sit there for a minute to compose myself, I groan realizing I'm going to have to sit through this entire photo-shoot hot and bothered with what I'm sure are ruined panties.
Sitting at the photo-shoot I know I am not much help, every time my wife looks at me I have to look away. I have always enjoyed watching her work but right now she could be dressed up as a clown and I would still be incredibly turned on. Ugh I really thought I would have calmed down by this point but I don't think that's going to happen until we get back home and I can ravish her.
Looking over to her assistant I realize she is doing everything by herself any way I decide to take a walk through the park hoping it will help. As I'm walking I start to think about the dream I had of Quinn dying, what was the dream supposed to mean. Why did it feel so real? I remember the pain, heartache and tears like it really happened. Stopping at this little pond on the corner I watch the happy people walking by and wonder if anyone has ever had a dream like that. Never have I had a dream that felt like that in my life. I watched all of our friends and family mourn her, I had to pick out a gravestone and bury her.
As I wipe away a tear I suddenly feel two arms wrap around my waist and hug me from behind. It scares me at first but I catch a hint of Quinn's perfume and I know its her. Turning around I bury my face in my wife's shoulder and hope she doesn't notice that I've been crying.
Quinn pulls back and looks at me with concern "Baby have you been crying?" I shake my head no but she raises her eyebrow and starts to question me "Rach you know I can always tell when you're upset. Tell me baby what's wrong."
Contemplating whether I should tell her about the dream or not I look into her eyes and softly kiss her lips. In that moment I decide not to explain to her something that I don't even understand myself. She's right here in my arms alive and well, which is the only thing that matters to me.
"Oh I just saw this family walking together and it made me miss my dads, nothing to worry about. You know how emotional I can get," I reply hoping to ease her concern.
"I'm sorry baby. We should fly them up here or take a trip back to Lima soon so you can see them," Quinn counters while rubbing my back.
I smile up at her "Yeah we should plan something."
"I didn't mean to take you away from your photo-shoot Quinn I just wanted to go for a walk."
"You didn't we just finished and my assistant is packing everything up."
"I should probably go help her I feel bad I wasn't much help today but then again that was your fault," I say with a playful tone.
"In my defense you started it and I did say game on," Quinn counters with a smile on her face as she throws her hands up.
She thinks she has this game won but I have one more tease up my sleeve.
"Well you know you got me so hot for you earlier that I ruined a perfectly good pair of panties," she smirks at hearing this.
"And now Quinn I have to walk around this park commando."
I start to walk back toward the set when she grabs my hand and looks at me "Rach, you're not wearing any panties?"
Leaning up against her ear I whisper "Wouldn't you like to know?"
Walking back to the set I smile knowing I have this game won for now. One of Quinn's biggest turn ons is when I'm not wearing any underwear, I found that out in college and man did I have fun with that little piece of information.
After we get back to the house we spend the rest of the night teasing and finally pleasing each other. I have to admit it is one of the best days I've ever had with her, we weren't consumed with our work or busy schedules we just relaxed and focused on one another. And after the nightmare of her dying I want to try and make everyday like that because I don't plan on ever feeling or actually loosing her ever again.