New message from Rachel:

Hey there sexy ;)

Quinn smiled as she pulled out her phone. The Yale student was exhausted between finals and projects and everything. She couldn't pray for winter break to come any sooner. She was holding out for Friday when she'd be on the train to New York. To her friends, to freedom, to her, to her Rachel. They were a couple, or had been at least in secret for the past two months. No one knew, not Santana nor Kurt, not Quinn's roommate and new friend Christina. They had managed to keep it under wraps. It's not like they didn't want others to know, they just wanted no questions, no pressure.

New message from Rachel:

Am I interrupting something? You shouldn't be in class right now...right?

New message from Rachel:

Quinn?

New message to Rachel:

No, baby. Sorry lost in thought.

New message from Rachel:

Alright, cool. So what's up?

New message to Rachel:

Nothing new, more work if possible you know.

New message from Rachel:

Oh, I'm sorry sweetie. I'm sure you'll do amazing though. Should I not bother you right now?

New message to Rachel:

You're never a bother, Rach. I just wish I could focus on you and not on this stupid week.

New message from Rachel:

One more week baby, hold on tight for one more week.

New message to Rachel:

That's the only thing keeping my sane.

New message from Rachel:

Soon baby, I promise.

New message to Rachel:

I miss you so much though.

New message from Rachel:

I miss you too...winter break can't get here quick enough.

New message to Rachel:

I whole heartedly agree.

New message from Rachel:

Soon you'll be in my arms.

New message to Rachel:

Can't wait for that.


"Hey," Quinn mentioned as she got off the train. Her suitcase was held tightly in her left hand and her phone pressed against her ear supported by her right hand. Her breath came out in puffs that could be seen in the winter night. "Where are you?"

"I am so sorry, baby...I wanted to come meet you and pick you up. Maybe even take you out for a special dinner. But Santana surprised me and won't stop annoying me. Please tell me Christina is still coming."

"Rachel," Quinn chuckled. "It's okay. I'll just get a cab and meet you at your place. Yes, she's here. Do I even want to know?"

"Probably not, but I'm so sorry, baby...I'll see you here."

"Okay, see you soon...love you."

"Love you too."

"Was that Rachel?" Christina asked her roommate as she came back from the bathroom. Christina was a tall leggy dark haired girl with blonde streaks. She was beautiful and charmingly witty. She was a catch for anyone.

"Yeah, she's waiting at home." Quinn replied. "Let's go...it's cold."

Christina nodded and proceeded to follow the blonde outside, not taking long to flag a taxi down.


"And the Yale protégée arrives," Santana commented when Quinn showed up. "With her smoking hot roommate."

Kurt smiled as he waved her in and Rachel's smile grew as she launched herself into her secret girlfriend's arms. Their eyes rolling at Santana's comment. Christina laughed good naturally having grown used to the Latina's humor. And Quinn could only focus on her girlfriend.

"Hey there," Quinn smiled softly when she pulled back to look into Rachel's brown eyes.

Rachel's eyes shined even more, "Hey yourself, stranger."

"So..." Quinn drawled as she extracted herself from Rachel's hold. Her hand lingering on Rachel's though. "What's the plan?"

"I say we go out clubbing," Santana mentions.

Kurt shook his head, "I say we have a movie marathon."

"Rach?" Quinn asked looking at the younger girl.

"How about we got out to eat and decide from there?" Rachel suggested.

"I'm down with that," Quinn answered.

Christina nodded her head, "That seems like a perfect compromise."

"Boring," Santana said as she walked to her room for her coat.

"Ignore her," Kurt stated. "Come I'll show you to my room, where you'll be staying."

"Kurt, don't be ridiculous...you're going to need your bed." Christina answered.

"I'm only going to be here for the next three days. It's nothing, I'm going down to D.C. for Christmas. It's going to be okay," Kurt argued.

"Fine," Christina conceded, "lead the way."

"Okay, while they get ready," Rachel smirked. "Why don't you come drop your stuff in my room."

Quinn smiled and nodded as sauntered behind Rachel.


"What's taking them so long?" Kurt questioned having been ready fifteen minutes earlier.

Santana shrugged as she leaned against the couch. It had taken her a total of five minutes to get ready to leave. Christina was also waiting around for Quinn and Rachel. The couple had gone into Rachel's room about twenty minutes prior.

"That's it," Santana said throwing her hands up. "I'm going in."

As Santana stormed over to the diva's room, Christina and Kurt hot on her trails. Slowly she pulled back the screen only to let it slide shut. Kurt behind her hand let out an "eep" and Christina had whistled. They certainly hadn't been expecting that.


The diner table was incredibly quiet. Kurt sat staring at his plate, Rachel and Quinn couldn't look anyone in the eyes, Christina was blushing and staring at her menu, Santana was the only one who sat with a smirk adorning her face.

"So," Santana broke the silence once the waitress had taken their orders. "How long have you been fucking?"

Rachel coughed as did Quinn. Christina blushed a shade darker and Kurt choked on his own spit.

"Okay how long have you two been dating?" Santana rephrased her question.

"Umm..." Quinn stammered.

"What Quinn means to say," Rachel cleared her throat. "Is for the past two months."

"Why didn't you tell us?" Kurt asked.

Rachel shrugged and Quinn decided to answer. "We wanted a relationship with no pressure."

"No pressure?" Christina mentioned.

"We wanted to be kept to ourselves..." Rachel explained. "No one else."

"Did you honestly think we weren't going to find out?" Santana questioned.

"No," Rachel answered truthfully. "We were thinking of mentioning it soon. We aren't exactly hiding our display as a couple."

"I'm sorry, but I've never seen you kiss someone like that, Hobs," Santana pointed out. "I mean you were eating her face for god's sake, Rachel."

Rachel waved her off.

"And let's not forget what your hand was doing," Santana reminded.

"Okay we end the conversation right here," Kurt put a stop. "I don't think Christina's and my ears can take more on what we saw."

"Pussy," Santana commented.

"-Okay is our relationship going to be a problem?" Quinn asked.

"No," Kurt and Christina said.

"Of course not, Q," Santana mentioned.

"Then we're done talking about what you saw. As of right now, Rachel and I are dating, nothing more nothing less."

Santana crossed her arms, "I still think we should have known...either that or I should have seen it coming...or seen you cumming..."