I don't own anything expect a laptop and some Broadway music on my iPod.

I actually wrote this without wanting to claw my eyes out! Success! Okay so... I'm going to answer your questions here...

Yes, Jake and Puck are brothers in the story but I don't think Puck will be coming back anytime soon so... I don't know how relevant that is...

Finn is not, and I repeat NOT going to make a presences in my story. Let's all just pretend he isn't real for the sake of my sanity okay? okay, moving on.

Marley will be returning! I like my twenty six year old Mars.

Ryder is coming! When? um... LOOK A BIRD!


Rachel woke up with a kink in her neck and cold.

She blinked her eyes open, slowly adjusting to the light and coming to terms with she was on the couch without her girlfriend who had been under her when she had fallen asleep.

"Quinn?" She yawned, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. "Quinn where are you?"

A soft chuckle came from somewhere to her right, she craned her neck awkwardly. Quinn was sitting on the arm-chair next to her with a sketchbook propped up in front of her against her knees, a stick of charcoal clutched in her pale hand and a large dark gray smear of it across her left cheek.

"You moved." Quinn pouted, brushing her bangs out of her hazel eyes adding another streak of charcoal across her face. Rachel giggled and moved back to how she had been laying, smiling softly. The sound of charcoal dragging across paper was all the noise the couple heard for what seemed like hours when in reality it had only been thirty minutes before Rachel became impatient.

"Are you done?" the brunette huffed, adjusting her arm ever so slightly to make herself more comfortable. Quinn hummed before clicking her tongue and smiling.

"Here, look." The sketch book dropped into view, a charcoal covered hand still clutching it. Rachel admired the drawing of herself. Her hair was splayed across the couch, she was curled around herself lips parted and one leg stretched out. She craned her neck to look at her girlfriend, smiling broadly.

"Where did you learn how to draw like this?"

Quinn shrugged and dropped to her knees to be eye to eye with her diva.

"I just…." Quinn tapped her chin, thinking about the first time she began to draw. "I guess it was when I was still in high school, I drew Marley a lot." Rachel furrowed her brow, Quinn only smiled and kissed the frown away. "No worries baby, I never drew her when she was asleep. Anyway, it's just a hobby I officially picked up during college."

Rachel inspected the artwork closely, the detail was all there, it was as if someone had taken a black and white photo of her.

"This is amazing Quinn, why don't you pursue this?"

"I like teaching. I like being an english teacher. I'm not that good." Quinn shrugged and kissed Rachel's forehead once before standing and moving towards the Kitchen. Rachel swung her legs off the couch and followed, rubbing her neck as she walked and stared at the picture.

"Are there more?" the diva sat at the kitchen table, flipping through the blank pages of the sketchbook.

"Yes, but they're in a portfolio under the bed." Rachel rubbed her neck harder, causing Quinn to move away from the coffee she had been pouring to stand behind Rachel and rub her neck. Rachel hummed in pleasure as the kink was worked out by Quinn.

"Can I see them?"

Quinn stopped rubbing the girls neck and sat beside her at the table, Rachel whimpered at the loss of contact.

"I suppose you can see them, I haven't drawn in so long, I forgot why I stopped." Quinn rubbed her brow making it dark gray and not the natural blonde. Rachel giggled causing Quinn to raise the brow in curiosity.

"You keep rubbing your face and spreading charcoal across your face." Rachel explained, standing up and moving towards the sink. Quinn blinked, pulling her hand up to her face to eye the dark fingers with distaste.

"That's why I stopped… It's messy." Rachel sat on the blondes lap, damp paper towel in hand and bright smile on her face.

Rachel wiped away the charcoal on the the teachers cheek with care, hazel eyes watching her intently. It was quiet while Rachel cleaned Quinn's face, the blonde toying with the end of Rachel's shirt.

"I love you."

Rachel blinked and met hazel eyes, she smiled and kissed her girlfriend softly.

"I love you more." The brunette whispered against Quinn's lips.

Quinn stole another kiss, placing her hands around the smaller girls' hips and pulling her closer. Rachel moved away, standing quickly only to resettle on the older womans lap again, one leg on either side. The diva ducked her head to kiss the blondes' neck, nipping at her pulse point.

Rachel tangled her hands into blonde hair, Quinn groaned and gripped Rachel's hips tighter. Rachel sucked and nipped at Quinn's neck, smiling into the skin with every sigh and gasp that escaped the blonde's lips. Dragging her tongue up the neck, she pressed her cheek against Quinn's cheek.

"Move your hands Quinn, I don't bite…" Rachel whispered softly before taking the ear lobe between her teeth before adding "much."

Quinn moaned, quickly moving her hands up the girls' shirt and pulling it off. Rachel gasped at the change of pace, gripping the blondes' neck as she was lifted into the air and placed on the edge of the table.

Quinn kissed Rachel's chest, massaging the girls' breast. Rachel was moaning and arching her back into Quinn's touch, the blonde smiled lifting her lips away from the flesh she had been kissing. Rachel whimpered as she lifted her head to glare at the blonde.

"Why did you stop?"

Quinn only smiled as she dragged her short nails down Rachel's skin, letting her fingers vanish into the girls' pants. Rachel dropped her head as Quinn undid her pants and yanked them off her legs. Her heart was pounding and her nails were scratching at the table. This wasn't their first time but she knew only Quinn could make her feel like this. She knew this was love, Quinn was it for her.

Quinn kissed Rachel's hip, dragging her teeth across the skin just above the girls' panties, smiling as she tugged on them. Rachel lifted her hips as her panties were pulled away from her, she fisted blonde hair at the first breath of hair passed over her clit.

Quinn moved faster when she was turned on Rachel discovered. In less than five seconds, Quinn had pulled her up by her wrists, torn off her bra and then placed her back against the table. Rachel couldn't help the shiver that passed through her once she was bare and settled on the cool table, Blonde hair settling between her legs.

The blonde smirked as she licked a broad stroke up Rachel's slit, moaning at the taste just as Rachel was releasing a moan of her own.

Quinn had stopped, even her hands were still against Rachel's thighs. Rachel groaned in frustration, tugging on the hair she had in her grip trying to steer the girl back to her movements.

"Quinn," the diva whined, jerking her hips forward. That was all it took apparently, suddenly two of Quinn's fingers were pushing their way into her, the blondes tongue flicking at her clit.

"Oh god, Quinn!" Rachel moaned, squeezing her eyes shut with pleasure, she wouldn't be able to last very long at the rate they were going. The brunette could feel her orgasm rapidly approaching and she was trying to hold it off for as long as she could wanting this to play out as long as possible.

Quinn felt Rachel's walls grip her fingers as she thrust them into the girl with ease, sucking on Rachel's clit, brushing her teeth against it and suddenly

"Oh Fuck Quinn!" Rachel came and Quinn moaned as her hair was yanked hard. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed over Rachel, causing her to shudder and moan, Quinn watched from her spot between the brunettes' legs, feeling herself become wetter and wetter with ever passing second. Finally, Rachel came back from her high and lay panting on the table.

Quinn eased her fingers out of Rachel slowly, kissing a trail up to her lips. Rachel didn't open her eyes until her girlfriend pulled away from the kiss, smiling broadly.

"I taste great," Rachel panted; stealing another kiss and stroking her tongue against the blonde's lips.

"mmm, yeah you do." Quinn hummed as Rachel bit down on her bottom lip.

Somewhere from the depth of their bedroom down the hall a shrill sounding noise inturpted them. Rachel slapped her hand over her face, groaning.

"What are you groaning for, you're the one who had the orgasm!" Quinn teased, moving away from the brunette. Rachel glared playfully at her girlfriend before standing on wobbly legs and moving towards the bedroom to silence the rude intrupting phone.

It was quiet for a few minutes besides the muffled voice of Rachel flowing through the apartment to Quinn where she still sat at the table, lost in thought. After what felt like twenty minutes, Rachel finally emerged from the room, phone still pressed to her ear and Quinn's yale hoodie covering her.

"Yeah okay Kitty," Quinn raised a brow, watching as Rachel paced around the room, biting her thumb nail and smiling. "Okay, sounds good! I'll see you later tonight then! Bye!"

"You're going to see Kitty tonight?" Quinn asked as Rachel walked towards her, pushing her way between the blondes' legs.

"She has two tickets to see an off-off Broadway reproduction of 'Funny Girl'. I can't miss the chance to see it!"

Rachel ran her fingers through blonde hair, standing on her toes to kiss Quinn's forehead, nuzzling her nose into the vanilla smelling hair. Quinn sighed, partly out of happiness and partly out of frustration.

"I don't know if I like Kitty, Rach…" Quinn mumbled, kissing Rachel's chin.

"She didn't do anything wrong Quinn."

"No, but she likes you."

Rachel pulled away and sighed heavily, "You're never going to let me make any friends if you keep thinking everyone like me. Relax Quinn."

"She does like you. I saw it. Even that Jake boy saw it." Quinn knows somewhere in the back of her head that she is being insanely jealous but hey, you would be too if you were dating someone as sexy as Rachel and you were just her eight year older teacher girlfriend.

Rachel rolled her eyes and pulled away from the blonde. Quinn grabbed her waist and pulled her back, Rachel only huffed and crossed her arms, refusing to meet Quinn's eyes.

"You're jealous over nothing." Rachel mumbled.

"It's not nothing. I'm scared I'll lose you."

"I'm not going anywhere."

"Not yet."

Rachel groaned and glared at Quinn who had the decency enough to look sorry.

"Trust me Quinn. I'm not going anywhere. I'm never leaving you. Trust me." Rachel ran her hand across her girlfriends cheek, stroking her jaw with her fingertips and kissed the blonde's nose. Quinn scrunched up her nose and smiled as Rachel's features softened.

"I trust you."

"Good! Now I'm going to go take a shower. You're more than welcome to join me." Rachel ducked her head, quickly kissing Quinn before turning her back and swaying her hips as she went towards the bathroom.

Quinn sat stunned for a moment before snapping out of her haze and taking off towards the diva. Showers are always better when you spend them with your girlfriend anyway.

-*0*-

It was eleven thirty and Rachel still wasn't home. Quinn was in their bed, clutching a book but not reading it, too distracted with checking her phone for any new messages and then checking the time again. Finally, at eleven thirty-five, the front door opened and shut loudly followed by loud shushing and giggling. Quinn swung her legs out from under the covers and made her way to the front entrance.

Rachel and Kitty were giggling to themselves, leaning on one another and looking completely and utterly

"Drunk, you're fucking drunk. Damn it Rachel." Quinn moved quickly, she wasn't happy with her girlfriend. Not only was she drunk off her ass, under aged no less, but she had brought Kitty back to their home even though Quinn made it clear she didn't like the girl. She wrapped her arms around Rachel's waist and lifted her easily off the ground.

"Quinn! Baby! You're so pretty!" Rachel squealed as Quinn dropped her onto the couch, grabbing the blondes hand and pulling her back before she could get away. Quinn glared at the brunette clutching her hand and giggling before yanking her hand away and moving back towards Kitty who seemed significantly less drunk.

"Get out."Quinn gritted out between her teeth, Kitty crossed her arms and scoffed, swaying slightly. "You're not getting lucky tonight Kitty, now get out of my apartment."

"Keep you're eye on her Fabray. She's going to get tired of you at some point and leave and I'll be the hot blonde that she goes to." Kitty seemed overly confident in herself and Quinn just wanted to smack her.

"She won't leave me for someone as immature and self-centered as you Kitty. Now get out before I call the cops."

Kitty glanced at Rachel who was still on the couch watching the whole conversation before her. The shorter blonde smirked and winked before turning away and pulling open the door and walking as quickly as she could away.

Rachel knew, somewhere in all the fuzziness, that she had screwed up some how, she was trying to remember how. Quinn was pinching the bridge of her nose, her glasses pushed up her forehead, taking deep calming breaths.

"I'm sorry." Rachel slurred, trying her best not to sound drunk. Quinn snapped out of whatever calming method she had been using and turned suddenly to Rachel, glaring at the diva with hurt weighing heavily in gaze.

"You tell me to trust you and then you go out, drink underage, get drunk, not call or text me at all so I know you're safe and then bring home that little brat that seems hell bent on taking you away from me!" Rachel shrunk into the couch, she wanted to disappear at that moment. "You're so infuriating sometimes Rach!"

"I'm only eighteen! What did you except Quinn!" Rachel stood from the couch, swaying from side to side. The world was spinning and she didn't feel good. I should have known I would feel like crap. It happened last time. Rachel thought as she tried to focus on Quinn.

Quinn let her gaze drop to the floor, lost in thought for several minutes before finally lifting her eyes back to Rachel's.

"I'm going to go stay at a hotel. You should go to bed." Quinn mumbled, reaching for her coat.

Rachel was flooded with panic as she unsteadily ran towards Quinn, throwing herself onto her girlfriend and squeezing her tightly.

"No! No don't leave! I can't sleep without you! I'm sorry Quinn! Please forgive me!" Rachel bit her lip hard enough to draw blood, biting back her tears as best she could. Quinn clutched the girl in her arms and buried her face into brown waves sighing heavily.

"I won't leave Rach… but tomorrow morning, we are going to have a very long talk about this underaged drinking." Quinn pulled away to meet Rachel's eyes, noticing the blood slowly beading around the brunettes bottom lip. "Let's take care of that before I kiss you."

Ten minutes later they were settled into bed, Quinn lying on her back, hands folded across her stomach and Rachel facing her, inching closer every few seconds.

"If you want to cuddle with me, come here. I wont bite." Quinn sighed, lifting her arm up so Rachel could lay on her shoulder. Rachel slid into her open arm, clutching Quinn's shirt and gazing at her girlfriends profile. Quinn dropped her arm around Rachel and squeezed her tightly against her.

"I love you Quinn." Rachel murmured, nuzzling her nose against Quinn's jaw.

"I love you more Rachel." Quinn shut her eyes and felt herself slipping into sleep, thankful that the night ended with I love you's rather than something worse.

-*0*-

Her head was throbbing something fierce when she finally woke up. The bed was empty and cold, and she briefly wondered why Quinn hadn't decided to lay with her. That's when Rachel remembered.

"It's Monday." She groaned, whincing at how loud her own voice sounded. She hadn't been thinking last night when Kitty dragged her to the cast after party, thrusting shot after shot of some foul burning liquid at her. Now she was hung over, missing classes and she was pretty sure her girlfriend wasn't happy with her.

She chanced a peak around the room, eyes settling on the tall glass of water and two little pills on the table next to her. She grinned as she sat up and took the pills, drinking the water and then she noticed the note stuck to the bottom of the glass from the condensation. She picked it off and unfolded it.

"Rach, Stay in bed for the day. I already called Brody to tell him you would be missing classes today. I'll be back from school around 5, so just sleep off the hang over I'm sure you have. No more drinking, yeah? I love you, Quinn."

Rachel glanced at the clock, it was already four thirty. She had slept the day away. She smiled holding the note back up to her face to reread it. Her girlfriend was so good to her, she knew she was lucky. She knew she couldn't lose her. She furrowed her brow, her head throbbing a little harder as she thought.

By the time five rolled around, Rachel's throbbing headache had turned into a slight pulsing every once in a while. Painful but bearable. Quinn slipped her way into the apartment quietly, unsure if her girlfriend was awake or not, before stepping softly around the apartment towards the closed bedroom door.

"I am so sorry about last night Quinn! I promise you I will never drink again, not only because I always seem to get myself into trouble when I do but also because it's illegal of me to be drinking at my age and it also makes me ill the next morning and I don't appreciate how my body reacts to this illness. I don't want to lose you Quinn and I'll do anything to prove that to you!" Rachel was breathless and Quinn was speechless, she hadn't been excepting such a long rant.

"I think no more drinking is a good start." Quinn dropped her bag onto the ground as she moved towards the bed, crawling onto it and pressing her lips against Rachel's who just sat stunned.

"You're not mad at me?" Rachel asked, pulling away.

"I over reacted last night." Quinn sighed. "You were right when you said that you're eighteen, it's to be expected of you to go out and drink underage and party with friends. I can't stop you, but I'd like to not be left in the dark about it. I was worried about you last night. The play ended at nine and you went M.I.A. until eleven thirty. I worry." Quinn ran her hand through Rachel's hair, kissing her softly.

"I'm sorry Quinn…I promise it won't happen again." Rachel kisses Quinn again, wrapping her hands around the blonde's neck, pulling her deeper into the kiss.

Quinn hummed as she pulled away, blinking her eyes open. "No sex for you after last night, let's cuddle and watch a movie and order take out."

Rachel pouted, but her smile betrayed her as it spread across her face easily. "Yeah okay, let's watch a movie."

Three hours, two empty take out boxes and on pint of ice cream later, the couple was asleep cuddled up to one another on the couch. Rachel's back pressed into Quinn's front, clutching the blondes hand in her own as Quinn subconsciously stroked Rachel's knuckles with her thumb.


QUICKLY! What do you guys want to happen next? I would really like some ideas that I could maybe work with...because I have six and a half years to cover... Let's get some ideas rolling! Yes? No? Maybe? ..please?