Finally updating... yay... okay so this chapter is kinda long only because I've been gone for a while and had a lot to say. Review, PM whatev! Ooh, and I've been thinking about writing a new Quinntana fic. imagine a small town where racial segregation was a part of daily life. Where signs said 'Whites Only' and no one cared that you weren't black, you were still colored. Quinn raised in the south but never looked down on people even though her dad was a hateful man, and her mother very submissive. The Fabray's were a well-known and well-respected family. So what happens when Quinn befriends Santana, a colored girl. Not only is Quinn confronted with racial issues but issues with her own sexuality, surely it could a very interesting ride to say the least. Lemme know what you think. I was honestly thinking how hard it would be to hide your sexuality back then and then I thought about an interracial lesbian couple. Wow, how far we've come... still so far to go. Lei xx

Chapter 4

I wish she was here, but tonight hearing her voice has to be enough. "Q, how wet are you?" Maybe hearing her voice is actually too much. "Soaking wet." I almost growl out, my voice dripping with sexual tension. I slowly rub circles around my clit. I hear her moan and my mind is back to that night. The night where my best friend became my lover. I have never felt so safe, so wanted, so loved... until that night. I never really enjoyed sex much with guys, but even pleasing myself was an incredible experience with S. I close my eyes & listen to her through my bluetooth which I changed to for obvious reasons ;) She wants me to tell her what's on my mind. "Santana, you're on my mind. The way your body feels against mine. The way your skin feels. The way you feel around my fingers. The way you taste. Fuck I wanna taste you." I hear her gasp & realize she's lightly panting. "S, tell me how good your fingers feel. Tell me what you're thinking about." She says without hesitation "I'm so fuckin' wet. I need you. I need your fingers. I need your mouth. My hands in your hair while I fuck your face & fingers." My body is on fire. My movements speed up and the pleasure begins to come quicker. I feel so good like I'm on the edge but not exactly there. I'm so wet and pulsating, in need of release. "Quinn... so close... fuck!" She can barely make a sentence and I know that she's almost there. And as she becomes unraveled so do I. A comfortable silence falls between us as my body twitches from the aftermath of my amazing orgasm.

"Q?" She said a little breathlessly. "Hmm?" I hum out in my state of bliss. "I miss you." A smile breaks out across my face. I know she's being sincere and have no problem saying it back. "I miss you too San."

I open my eyes slowly realizing I must have fell asleep. I blink until my eyes are focused looking at the time on my phone. 8:46am. Ugh. It's still early especially for a Sunday. I get out of bed & my feet hit the cold floor and the air hits my body I smile softly at the reason I'm naked. I guess I fell asleep on the phone with Santana. I wrap myself in a towel, grab my stuff, and make my way to the shower. Best. Shower. Ever. I get back to my room and turn on some tunes. Say A Little Prayer For You is the first song that comes on. I sing along remembering Glee and all of my amazing friends. Today will be a good day. I get dressed. In true Quinn Fabray fashion a nice dress and tights with some really cute boots. I decide to grab something quick to eat before I head off to church.

Everything I've been through in my life has made me closer to God. I don't really talk about it much only because I felt like my parents shoved religion down my throat growing up. The older I became the more I realized that if God was everything I thought Him to be He was nothing of what my parents taught me. After getting pregnant after only having sex once, giving Beth up, my parents divorce, the car accident, and falling in love with Santana my faith only became stronger than ever. I sat in one of my favorite coffee shops and ate while I sat in silence thinking about everything. My phone buzzes. I look at the screen as a picture of Rachel pops up with the name 'Gayberry' I giggle knowing that was Santana's doing as I answer it. "Hi Rach." "Hello Quinn. It's nice to hear your voice." "It truly is nice to talk to you too. So what's been going on in the big city?" "Ah, the city of dreams. A lot in fact too much to tell you over the phone. I was wondering if you were free next weekend? I thought we'd throw a little gathering for Santana. Ya know, just something to say how proud of her we are seeing as how she's had a very stressful year and now things finally seem to be falling into place." "That's really thoughtful. I'd love to be there." "Great, so that's it then. One Miss Quinn Fabray will be attending our Welcome To The Rest Of Your Life party for one Miss Santana Lopez!"

I laughed as Rachel rambled on about something random. I really miss talking to her, I miss my old friends. If I could relive high school there are so many things I'd do differently. I rejoin the conversation and overhear Santana in the background. "Well hello Santana. What has you up before noon?" "Haha Berry! Weren't you talking extremely, unnecessarily loud to someone on the phone?" "Yes. Exactly how loud was I?" "Don't worry Berry it all sounded like Charlie Brown's teacher. So stop being rude and continue your boring..." Rachel cut her off "I'll have you know I'm talking to Quinn!" Then there was silence. "Ask her how she slept last night." I could almost hear her smirking over the phone, I could also imagine the smug look on her face knowing that she had put me to sleep. I laughed... "Rachel tell Santana to shut it!" "Quinn said 'shut it!'" "Are we 5 now? Make me Fabray!" I hear Rachel say 'HERE!' Next thing I know I'm talking to San. "Looks like we got on Berry's nerves." She giggles to herself. "Or GayBerry as you so affectionately changed it to in my phone." Her giggle changed into a full on chuckle. "S... I miss you!" There was an audible gulp "I miss you too Q! Look here's Rachel. I'll talk to you soon!" I could hear the tenderness in her voice slightly shocked that she didn't mine if Rachel heard it and wait, did she call her Rachel?! "Well it only makes sense that the only two people that Santana gets along with are sexy blonde cheerleaders." Wait, did Rachel just call Britt and I sexy?! "Hey dwarf... keep your compliments to yourself that sexy blonde is mine, get your own." "I... I didn't mean it like that. I mean I just..." "You just what? Haven't told Q about your girl crush on Ms. January... or was it July. I dunno whatever, calender girl has blonde hair, light eyes, and is a bitch too. So your type and my type seem a lot alike." "Quinn, I have to go. I'll call you later to give you details. Goodbye." Before I could say bye the line was dead.

I quickly grabbed my phone calling Santana. "Missed me that much?" "No Santana. I mean yes but stop being so rude to Rachel. She really enjoys having you around." "But it's an unspoken rule that we don't get along. I mean were like siblings. We stand up for each other but we have a love/hate relationship." "Babe, I get it but just try. Please?" "I make no promises Q, but I'll try to try." "Good. Now I need to head to church. So I'll text you later. Have a good day." "You too."

Part 2

It seemed like the week flew by. I spent countless hours engrossed in class and homework. When I did have free time I hung out with friends and I most definitely hung out with Yael. It was really nice to finally have a friend who I could be honest with. I told Yael all about Santana and she told me about the girl that she had recently started dating. I most definitely had to vent about how nervous I was seeing San for the first time since Valentine's Day. Luckily things were going well between us. We talked every day and things were really nice between us. It still didn't take away the butterflies I get just thinking about being in San's presence.

The train coming to a stop knocked me out of my thoughts. Kurt was there to meet me because Rach had class. Mike, Mercedes, and Puck all had made plans to come up for Santana's party. Kurt and I hugged tightly before making our way back to their loft. Puck had showed up early as a distraction and had San out showing him the town while we all got things together. After hours of goofing off and everyone finally arriving including a few of Santana's coworkers things came together nicely. We were just waiting on the special guest. My phone rang. Big Ass Heart come blaring through the room as I looked at my phone & Santana had changed the name to Baby Daddy. "Yes Noah?" "What's up baby mama?" "What do you want?" "Nice to hear from you too." "Noah, are you drunk? Oh God! Wait if you're drunk then San's..." He cut me off "fucccckkkeeeeedddd up!" I didn't know what to say so I told him we were all waiting and got off the phone quickly.

I cornered Rachel and told her what was happening but before we could tell everyone the loft door slid open and Santana and Puck stumbled in. "Surprise!" Puck screamed out loudly. Everyone laughed and the party began to liven up. I watched S laughing and hugging former Glee members. I guess I'd just have to wait my turn. Puck made his way over to give me a hug. We laughed and made small talk before I heard Santana announce to the room "Hey, pipe down. I would like to make a toast." We all knew too well that drunk Santana was an emotional one. I was silently praying that she didn't start yelling at anyone in Spanish.

"Alright. Well first thanks to my roomies Rachel and Kurt. Haven't we come so far?" All former glee members nodded in agreement. "We are family and nothing will ever change that. Mercedes, Mike, Puck best surprise ever! The rest of my friends thank you guys, it really means a lot to me that you're here." Her eyes floated across the room and locked dead on mine. It took my breath away, but she's always had that effect on me. She's always been mesmerizing. "And last but certainly not least. Q. Quinn, you're the reason I am here. Thanksgiving's slap fest between us was the turning point. You telling me that I was settling and that I could do better was the push I needed to get my ass in gear. So thank you for being my best friend. I love you." Her eyes penetrated mine before she raised her glass and said "cheers!"

I tore my eyes away from hers to notice Rachel and Mercedes staring at me. Of course Mike and Puck were busy being their usual selves. Mike had started up some music and was now dancing. Puck was flirting. Kurt was making sure that the other guests where okay. But Rachel and Mercedes were on their way over to me. I finished off my wine before grabbing another glass. "Really Quinn, Satan just tells the world she loves you and you gonna act like nothin happened?" I looked at Mercedes. "Right Quinn. Like I said Santana is only nice to people she sleeps with and sometimes not even them." What Rachel said made me wonder was she talking about high school or was she talking about since she had moved in. What if S had hooked up with someone. Does it matter... she's not mine, we're not dating.

"We're best friends guys. A lot has changed. We grew up." I said as I took a sip of my wine. We grew up. And like that I realized how true that was. I scanned the room until my eyes fell on Santana. She was in the middle of a conversation. The way she stood, the way she talked, the way she laughed. She wasn't the scared little girl from Lima any more, she was the beautiful woman from Manhattan. "Earth to Quinn..." I returned my attention back to Rachel and Mercedes but right before I did Santana turns to give me a wink and smile. "Look guys. I don't know what to say about Santana and I. We've been getting to know each other all over again. We've all changed since high school. Look at us. But I don't want to mess up whatever is going on between us, it makes me happy."

I said while looking back and forth between the two. Mercedes spoke first "Fine, I hear ya girl. But just be careful. Hell we've all dated each other but that was just high school fun. This is the real world." "Yeah. We are all still friends regardless of what happens. But if you break her heart or she breaks your heart I have a feeling things will never be the same between our group." Rachel had a point. This wasn't first loves and dating a new person every few months. In fact we've moved on to celebrating anniversaries, moving in together, getting engaged, marriage, and having kids. That was the next stage in our lives. It all seems so exciting and scary at once. What if things did fall apart and what if we could never forgive each other. I can't imagine reunions, and weddings with us being awkward or even hating each other. Maybe they were right. "Have yall done it yet? Was it good?" Only Mercedes would ask that. I just giggled and shook my head even though it seemed like they both wanted an answer that I wasn't going to give. I felt a warm arm slide around my waist and a familiar sent engulfed my mind. I turned my head to look at her as she talked. I love her voice, who am I kidding I love everything about her.

"Yes we've done it. And may I add Miss Fabray here is an animal in the sheets." She said in a very sultry tone I had become accustomed to. The look on their faces were priceless. I smacked her hand which was now intertwined with her other hand that was now resting on my hip. I melted into her. Not having any contact with her to basically be cuddled into her. My body was going crazy. She kissed me on the cheek as a blush began to creep up my chest to my face. "Come on guys. Leave Q alone, a lady never kisses and tells isn't that right Hummel?" She was so good at deflecting it was something I admired about her as to where I'd always end up backed into a corner. I was always good at acting like a bitch and so was she but she always did it better than I did. I always wore my heart on my sleeve and she acted like she was heartless and what a hell of an act. "Exactly. I for one would never talk about my sexual endeavors." Kurt replied. He is such a gentleman. I smile as we all fall into normal conversation. I tug her hand and we end up in Rachel's room alone.

We stare at each other not really wanting ruin the moment. She stepped closer and closer until we were nose to nose. Right when I closed my eyes there's a cough from the door. Rachel was standing there with her arms crossed. "Look Berry we weren't fuckin! I just wanted a kiss. It's been a lot of lonely nights and steamy sessions over the phone. Then when I see her our apartments full of people." I can only imagine my eyes are beaming with joy because my heart is. Rachel uncrossed her arms, huffs before saying "Fine. Just don't have sex on my bed." And with that she closed the door. I laugh uncontrollably. "What's so funny Q?" "Do you have to be so crass? Did you see her face?" "It gets the job done! Plus you love it." "No... no I don't but I do love you." Her eyes lit up. Her lips crashed into mine. And for now all things were right in the world.