Hey guys I know I took a while with this update but here it is I am sure you guys will forgive me when you read it ;) For those of you who reviewed PMed and so on the story is going to be longer than 5-6 chapters. So yay us.

DISCLAIMER: In my head these characters belong to us all in reality they belong to RIB.

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How Could I Forget? Chapter 3

The angels never arrived
But I can hear the choir
So will someone come and carry me home

Quinn watched as Rachel walked over to Santana and pulled her to the group. They all embraced and the scene faded in her mind. Quinn was starting to feel like this was a movie that she was meant to watch until she knew everything that happened. The auditorium reappeared with the group singing a different song she didn't recognize.

The dog days are over
The dog days are gone
Can you hear the horses?
Because here they come

Quinn felt the bed dip which made her jump into a sitting position.

"Quinn what's wrong, are you okay?" Rachel asked.

Quinn turned to see the look of concern on Rachel's face as she willed her heart to slow down.

"Rachel" she said putting her hands around the girl hugging her tightly.

Rachel chuckled wrapping her hands around Quinn. "Making sure you weren't dreaming and that I really let you sleep in my bed?" Rachel asked as they separated. Quinn looked around the room taking in all its 'Rachel Berry' goodness.

"Quinn?"

"What, no I'm fine it's just I was dreaming; when you moved it jumped me out of it. Can I tell you my dream?"

"Yeah, sure want to get some breakfast while we talk?" Rachel suggested.

"Yeah okay"

"So tell me about your dream Quinn" Rachel said leading the way to the kitchen.

"It started weird they were there clouds on a background and we were there. I didn't recognize the song we sang but Brittany, Santana and I were matching and you and I were holding hands. I kept my eyes on you the entire time" Quinn said as Rachel handed her a bowl with cereal and soy milk then placing a bowl of fresh fruit between them along with two cups of coffee.

"That was our 'Dog Days Are Over' by Florence + the Machine performance"

"Oh I have no idea what any of that is but cool. I've been having all my memories involve you in some fashion which makes me wonder. Can you promise not to freak out on me?" Quinn asked

"Yeah I promise you can ask or tell me anything"

"Okay" Quinn took a breath trying to build up the courage. "Did we date or something?" Rachel laughed which made Quinn raise her eyebrow

"What?" Quinn asked

"It's just, that's not the first time someone asked me that. We spent so much time together that year; I mean if I wasn't with Finn you and I were together. Everyone thought we were secretly dating. We held hands constantly, sat together at lunch, we were always whispering stuff into each other's ear. This one time we were at one of Puck's parties and Finn ditched me to play beer pong. We started drinking together and Santana had a notion you and I should get a room already. Her exact words were 'Oh jesus christ on a cracker Q, just take her upstairs and do it already'" Rachel said

Quinn's mind flashed to a moment in time she didn't recognize. She sat in a seat in the auditorium watching Rachel and Rory sing. Santana had been to her right glancing at Quinn every once in a while. Rolling her eye she tapped Quinn on the knee signaling for her to follow her.

"What is it S? Rachel's performing" quinn stated as Santana closed the door on Rachel's high note. School was out for the say so they were standing alone in the hallway.

"That! That's what's wrong. Tell me something Q how long have you had a hard-on for the midget?"

"Rachel..her name is Rachel" Quinn quipped

"See what I mean? Since when have you been all about Berry. I distinctly remember you said you weren't into that. Maybe you weren't into me"

Quinn rolled her eyes and pushed past Santana. "I don't have time for this"
Santana grabbed Quinn's hand holding her back a bit.

"Quinn wait; I'm not trying to taunt you or anything I just think that if you do have feelings for Rachel you should explore the before you regret it"

Quinn stood awestruck and confused. "Why would I set myself up to fail like that? She's with Finn and she'll never see me that way. She'll never see me" Quinn replied looking defeated. Santana pulled her in for a hug.

"I think out of them, she's the only one who sees you. They don't get you like we do and although you guys haven't been friends long you both bring out sides of each other that I don't want to kill with one of coach's trophies"

The memory faded to be replaced by another.

"She's with Finn" Quinn said loudly pacing left and right in the choir room.

"I know, and guess what Q you lose her forever if you don't tell her. You heard what they said; they are going to today win or lose"

"San I told her this is a mistake. I tried everything I could think of. I don't know what to say"

Santana looked at her friend like she was crazy. "You don't know what to say? You know exactly what to say Quinn she wouldn't be so hellbent on having you at this sham of a wedding if she didn't have some idea, inkling even that this was a mistake. You have to tell her how you feel"

Quinn sighed looking down at her uniform again. "I have to go home and change" she said

"Me too. Get there as soon as possible Q the more time you have the more time you have to tell her how you feel" Santana said

Rachel had been watching Quinn for about two or three minutes now. She went quiet and her eyes were closed. The only thing stopping Rachel from a clear freak out was the steady breaths Quinn emitted. A single tear trickled down Quinn's face making Rachel jump out her chair and to her side.

"Quinn! Quinn what is it?" Rachel asked lowering herself. Quinn opened her eyes looking at Rachel. She didn't answer but stood instead going into Rachel's bedroom. Rachel followed to see Quinn sitting on the bed with the photo album in hand. Rachel stood stuck by the door jamb as Quinn flipped through.
"We took took these the day of the accident" Quinn said a little unsure if she had been asking a question or making a statement. Rachel sat next to her looking at the picture, the one she had been staring at just hours prior.

"We won that day, you held on to me and handed my camera to Finn forcing him to take a picture of us. Did you just have a memory?" Quinn nodded

"I did, it just came to me. What are you doing today?" She decided to change the subject and was grateful when Rachel didn't push her to say what she had remembered.

"I'm supposed to be at work in an hour but I thought maybe you would want to go somewhere instead, you know get to know one another and you could see the city"

Quinn looked at Rachel like she was crazy. "You aren't skipping work for me"

"It's only one day Quinn and the bookstore will survive" Quinn closed the album with a wham!

"Now you are definitely going to work. I can't believe you work in a bookstore and want to skip work. Over the past few months I fell in love with books, my mom says I'm always reading or I always had a book around and I find it fascinating the many things you can learn from books"

Rachel sighed and smiled "I forgot how much of a bookworm you were. Fine! I'll go but you can't wear sweats"

Quinn looked at the clothes she had been wearing and pouted. "What's wrong with what I have on"

Rachel laughed taking Quinn's hand. "You are Quinn Fabray and you will get your memory back and when you do you will kill me if I let you leave here to go anywhere with me in sweats. It is New York after all" Rachel started "you can borrow something from Nyla, she won't mind" rachel led the way into Nyla's room and Quinn wondered to herself just how high maintenance she was.

"Rachel it's okay really, I don't mind and I don't want to inconvenience anyone"

Rachel rolled her eyes and handed Quinn a pair of jeans Nyla never wore and a shirt.

"Ny is closer to your size than I am and this top will go with your eyes. I'm going to clear the table so you can take a shower" Rachel said handing Quinn a towel and a pair of boy shorts. "These are too big for me so I never wore them and I figured you would want some clean underwear. The gold basket has all my products help yourself to anything"

"Thanks a lot Rachel, I know technically we're still strangers"

"Doesn't change how much I care about you Quinn. I always have and I always will"

"Same here" she thought for a second "well you know what I mean"

Running her hand along the spines of the many books of the thriller section in awe of the many different books under that section. Feeling like a kid in a candy store Quinn pulled another random book out and looked at it. She bit her lip putting it back into it's place. She had been doing that for hours now without losing the feeling of excitement. Rachel's shift lasted 6 hours and she had an hour and a half to go. Her boss hadn't had problem with Quinn hanging out as long as Rachel did what she was supposed to. Quinn gave a smile and disappeared in the stacks with a small notebook and a pen she got from Rachel. She intended on making of a list of books she wanted. She saw Rachel once since then.

Quinn took another book off the shelf and walked over to a corner sinking to the floor. She reread the back of the book then bringing to book to her nose taking a whiff. There was something comforting about the scent of a book for her. She started on the prologue when her phone rang.

Hey honey how's New York?

Hey Harry I'm fine, New York is interesting to say the least

What does that mean? Harry asked

Where should I start? I met this guy who drove the cab that took me to my guest house. We got to talking and he offered to take me out

Look at you, going out with random guys and shit. What's his name?

Alex and it wasn't like that. He took me to this place that had poetry and music. I was enjoying myself when I blacked out

You did what? Are you okay? Does Judy know? Should I tell her?


Harry Abbot I swear if you tell my mother I will tell Hope to cut that black gorgeous head of hair of yours. I'm not finished. The reason I blacked out was a rush of memories. I met this girl who turned out to be my friend Rachel from high school. I heard her singing and the memories have been sporadic since. I don't know what it is about her but my memories all surround her in some way and she's agreed to help me

Is this Rachel Berry?

Yeah that's her

Oh yeah I heard she's talented as balls

That's her. Get this though, it turns out we were not only friends but we were extremely close in our senior year. It seems u had a little crush on her

Wait a minute did she tell you this because she could be lying

I know you would think that but Rachel didn't tell me about the crush it was a memory. Rachel doesn't even know

Harry went silent for a minute or so and Quinn was starting to regretting telling him anything

Did you talk to Dr. Johnson about the memories?

No, I'll call him today. He predicted that I'd get terrible headaches if the memories but the pain of the first one was the reason I blacked out. Don't tell my mom anything about this though there's some personal stuff I want to work out before I talk to her

You know you say that as if I randomly go to your house and mingle with your mom

Whatever. I miss you, you should've come with me

I know honey but alas! The pressures of the community college are keeping me occupied. What are you doing?

I'm currently sitting crossed-legged on the floor of the bookstore Rachel works at. She's working and I'm reading a book I am thinking of buying

Sounds fun. I gotta go or Hope will be late for her school play rehearsal and we both know our dear old parents won't be attending. Be safe in the big city honey and call the doc

I will give Miss Hope a kiss for me

Quinn hung up thinking about Harry's parents. They were as well off as you can be in Ohio but they weren't all that attentive to their kids. Harry became Hope's everything and he couldn't be happier to keep an eye on his little sister the way no one never did for him.

Quinn searched for Dr. Johnson's personal number in her phone pressing send when someone came into the aisle she had been in. The woman looked at her like she was crazy. She turned her head to a side and shook at the lady happily. The answering machine came up so she left a message and hung up.

"Quinn?" Rachel's voice sounded faintly. Quinn grabbed the book and walked to the counter.

Quinn saw Rachel standing with a dark skinned girl.

"She's wearing my clothes" The girl said to Rachel with an unreadable look on her face. Quinn felt self-conscious about being in someone else's clothes. She wrapped her hands around herself when Rachel smacked the girl and came around the counter.

"Oh I'm sorry I should've specified. I like it, you look great in jeans. My name is Nyla, I'm this ladies' roommate. Sorry about that but you do look amazing"

Quinn blushed and looked at Rachel who shook her head reassuringly. Nyla smiled at their exchange when Quinn extended her hand. "Nice to meet you I'm Quinn"

"Right back at ya; are you having a good time in New York? I think you are the first person I've met that knew Rachel back in high school.

She smiled politely watching the interaction between Nyla and Rachel. The banter between the two seemed familiar somehow but Quinn couldn't place it and she's had enough dull aches in her head in the past 24 hours. Unable to shake the feeling she tightened her grip on the book in her hand and crumpling her list.

"Oh I'm sorry Quinn. Ny came in an hour early so we could leave early. We'll go to lunch and do whatever you want" Rachel explained. Quinn perked up at the prospect then frowned looking at the book in her hand.

"What's wrong?" Nyla asked noticing the sad look on Quinn's face.

"Quinn? Are you getting another memory?" Rachel asked holding onto Quinn's hand in case the memories were too much for her to handle.

Quinn shook her hand and blushed embarrassed. "I don't have any money" she mumbled

"I'm sorry what was that?" Rachel asked leaning in closer to Quinn

"I don't have any money" Quinn said a little louder. "My purse is at my place" she explained

"Oh! Don't worry about it, Ny put this on my tab and can you hand me a bag for the book?" Quinn shook her head in protest "Rachel you don't have to do this. I'll just put it on my list and get it some other time"

Nyla scoffed, he natural hair shaking as she moved around behind the counter. "Girl, one thing I know about Rachel Berry is she's stubborn and it's best to give her what she wants" Nyla laughed watching as Rachel signed the necessary her employ card with the name of the book and the author. Rachel took the book out of Quinn's hand and dropped it into the bag.

"There you are now the proud owner of The Mist by Steven King. Nyla my love I shall see you later" she said blowing a kiss to her roommate then taking the blonde's had and headed to the door.

"Nice meeting you" Quinn barely got out her mouth before the door closed.

"Wait a minute. How would you have gotten home if I didn't let you stay over lastnight?" Rachel asked curious.

Quinn rubbed the back of her neck "I didn't think that far ahead"

"Don't ever leave home without money again Q, you gotta be prepared in this city" Rachel said earning a nod and a 'yes please'

"Okay then, to lunch?" Rachel asked

"Don't you ever get tired? We had like 3 hours sleep" Quinn said finding it odd how energetic Rachel was.

"You're tired?" Rachel asked with a slight frown. Quinn nodded once then regretted it.

"Okay, we'll go to get take out then head to your place" Rachel suggested pulling Quinn in a beeline as they weaved through the scores of people going about their business.

"Did you play any sports?" Quinn asked only semi-tired right now.

"Me no , not unless gym counted as a sport; you know you were a cheerleader right?" Rachel asked in reply.

"Eck don't remind me. I've seen the pictures but I can't imagine myself being that superficial like those girls in Bring It On I watched them with my friend's little sister recently. Was I at least good at it I would hate to do something like that and suck at it" she said.

Rachel sat a little shocked but mostly amused. If the other Quinn Fabray were to hear this she wondered what she would say.

"Of course you were good. You were the best; you were head cheerleader after all"

They spent almost two hours like this. Quinn would ask a question about their high school lives and Rachel would answer her. They talked about the competitions they had won together and about when Santana, Brittany and Mercedes left the group. They moved onto their favorite movies and music. Rachel told Quinn about her strange liking for Fringe and Quinn made Rachel promise to watch it with her.

"What about boyfriends and girlfriends did I have any?" Quinn asked biting into her chip.

"I don't think you had any girlfriends Quinn but as for boyfriends you and I had some issues. Actually I think that's from where our issues stemmed"

"I don't understand" Quinn replied confused but anxious to hear this.

"Okay it started by you dating Finn, then when he joined glee club I had this misconception about the leading man and I decided he and I should be together. You, Brittany and Santana joined the glee club because you wanted to make sure you weren't going to lose him. I made a HUGE mistake and we both ended up without him" she said

"What did you do?" Quinn asked intrigued. She leaned in to catch Rachel's every word, pulling away quickly. Rachel didn't miss a beat when she blurted out "I told him that Beth wasn't his" R

Beth

That name

Beth

Who was this person and why are they important to me? she thought

Beth

Beth I hear you calling
But I can't come home right now
Me and the boys are playing
And we just can't find the sound

Rachel disappeared and Quinn heard a voice she knew. She was sitting in the room she and Santana had been standing in for her last memory. It was Noah or Puck as Rachel called him. He sat before her with Artie, Matt, Mike and Finn and continued singing. She looked around for herself but she couldn't see where she sat. When she looked down she noticed she was wearing a pink, silver and white dress with weird things in her hand. Long pink lashes obtrude her vision but she listened on giving up on fighting the tears.

Rachel saw tears in Quinn's eyes and pulled her into a tight hug. She mentally berated herself for her Freudian slip she never should've gone down that road she thought as Quinn completely broke down.

"Who. Is. Beth?" Quinn asked between sobs.

The last section came as a total surprise for me while I writing but I thought this was a perfect way to end this chapter because it opens so many doors for the next chapter. Thanks for reading, more to come soon.

Specks :)