Once again I unfortunately do not own Glee or any of it's characters. Thank you all for your amazing reviews, keep them coming! I hope you enjoy this chapter!

From the second the pair of girls arrived in the theater they were surrounded by chaos. Actors were running about backstage in various states of undress, hair and costumes in complete disarray. Tina appeared following a harried looking dancer, "Oh thank goodness you're here Quinn! One of the munchkins is missing their shoes, the hair department is running out of gel, and apparently there is some sort of glitter situation going on with the flying monkeys. Good to see you finally decided to show up Rachel, they are waiting for you in make-up. Kurt is going to kill you if he doesn't have his full hour to do your face and hair!"

"And so it begins. See you later new girl!" Rachel sighed spinning away towards the makeup studio. Quinn turned and ran right back out the door, not stopping to catch her breath until she made it to the Sally's on the corner. The looks some people give you just because you buy 6 bottles of extra hold hair gel at 7 in the morning after running into the store like a mad woman. Upon returning to the set Quinn decided that she would rather deal with an angry munchkin than glitter impaired monkeys so she went off in search of the missing shoe.

Rachel on the other hand was busy getting a lecture from her stylist Kurt. "You promised when I agreed to do this with you that I would have at least one full hour before every run through and performance to do your hair and make up! When you go out there you don't only represent yourself but you represent me!" He said, running an angry brush through her hair, "Do you have any idea how long it takes to get your hair tame enough to go nicely under that wig? How do you expect me to be able to completely make your face the same shade of green with no seams with less than an appropriate amount of time?"

"I'm sorry Kurt. You know I appreciate everything you do. There's no way I could have made it through Funny Girl without you. I guess I just got, caught up, last night." Rachel winced as Kurt pushed a pin particularly hard through her hair.

"You are never allowed to leave that drunk again if you don't remember to text me so I know you aren't dead in a gutter somewhere." Kurt shuddered at the image that had been racing though his mind last night after his long time best friend had vanished from the bar. "Where did you end up anyways?"

The brunette bit her lip. She had confided in Kurt that she had a major crush on the ASM but she didn't think she would be able to survive the taunting he would dish out after learning she drunk dialed the girl of her dreams -literally, Rachel had some very...vivid... day dreams- and then slept over. "Just at a friend's house."

"Liar! The only friends you have in the city are on the cast or our old gang from NYADA. Since nobody else on the cast was late it's not that, and anyone from NYADA would have called me to make sure you weren't depressed or something." he reasoned, using some gel he had hidden away in his styling cabinet to firmly affix the actresses hair to her scalp, and began painting her face green. "So who was it? Did you find a hottie at the bar!?"

No but I found one outside on the street- Stop it Rachel, focus."No I did not find a 'hottie' I'm telling you, I just called a friend."

"Fine, you at least owe me a name!"

"Um, it was Quinn." Rachel muttered quickly and quietly while absently picking at her nail polish.

"The Quinn!? No way!" he was so excited at the news he accidentally stabbed Rachel in the eye with his makeup brush, "Stop squirming! I cannot believe you slept at her apartment, that poor girl. She runs around here for eight hours a day and you just smirk and harass her with your bedroom eyes and then you DRUNK DIAL her? You didn't tell her how you really feel did you?"

"Bedroom eyes, really Kurt? Yes it was 'the Quinn' and yes I did sleep at her apartment but no, I did not tell her my feelings. That probably would have made things like a million times more awkward, you know how I get cuddly when I'm drunk and her bed is really tiny so given the circumstances-"

"Her bed is really tiny?! Did that really just come out of your mouth? You slept in her bed, with her?" This time Rachel was sure the stab to her other eye was intentional- after three years of being a professional make-up artist there was no way Kurt was that clumsy with a brush- "I cannot believe you Berry."

"It was just one night! Nothing happened anyway," Unfortunately, "she was just really nice, and understanding, and gentle, and God- she smells so good!." Rachel didn't realize she was babbling until she noticed Kurt giving her his best 'oh honey' look.

"Oh honey, you so need to tell her how you feel! I have never seen you this enamored with anyone before." previous comments aside there was genuine concern and love in his voice, he had been the shoulder Rachel cried on after too many bad relationships to just stand by and watch her blow her chance with a woman she clearly cared deeply about. "Well, aside from that one guy in college after you tried marijuana for the first, and last time. Haha remember? You said you loved him after your third hit. What was his name? Brad, Brandon, Brett?"

The brunette cringed at the memory, "It was Brody and we don't talk about it. You know I suck at taking the first step, I don't even know if she likes girls, let alone me. Maybe I could just wait for her to make a move?"

"Come on Rach, compared to you she's an innocent little kitten, and kittens don't make the first move on cougars. Especially not after the way you have been playing with her all week!"

"I am most definitely not a cougar! She's not that much younger than me... Is she?"

"You know I hate math but for you, I'm willing to give it a shot. She just graduated college so assuming that she was never held back she's a solid 22 or 23. I distinctly remember a certain someone having a fake ID for the whole first half of our Funny Girl tour because even though you were Fanny, whenever you drank on stage it was grape juice." Kurt smirked, remembering how the diva protested so furiously against that measure because after all she was just 6 months away from 21! But the director was unwilling to budge, insisting that it would look bad if the show supported underage drinking. "Oh and we celebrated your twenty second birthday for the... fourth? time this year. So you're just like three or four years older than her!"

"See, not a cougar." Rachel smiled to herself, it was actually a question she had been concerned with when she first me the girl. Cradle Robbing was the last thing she needed on her reputation at a time like this.

"Still four years Rach, you have to make the first move. Now close your eyes, once I get your eyelids and lips you are done here!"

-v-v-

After finding the munchkin shoe (in the stall of a men's bathroom) and fixing the glitter debacle (two monkeys had been cat fighting over it and the jar broke, spilling glitter all over the costumes. Glitter is really hard to get out of cheap fake fur.) Quinn spent the rest of the morning getting paged every two minutes and employing her great skills with duck tape. Finally it was time for the actual run through. All of the important people were sitting in the middle of the theater, the director, choreographer, main benefactors, everyone that had deep pockets or earned on of the few parking spots out back. The ASMs during the run through were to be backstage, prepared to fix any and all emergencies, lend assistance to actors and crew members, and just make sure the whole thing went smoothly.

Quinn stood out of the way in the wings, bouncing nervously from foot to foot. She had never been this on edge, not while taking her final exams at Yale or or right before she asked her highschool crush to the Sadie Hawkins dance. I hope I will be able to see Rachel from here, I hope I can recognize her in costume. She did say her make-up was extensive. The brunette had been extremely elusive since they arrived at the theater. Well at least she isn't a monkey, I would have seen her during the glitter episode... I don't think I could go out with a flying monkey...Did she just say go out? God, do I really want to go out with Rachel? She shook her head firmly, no she was straight and had been totally confident in that for the last twenty years of her life... well until that one night in college but she was not ready to relive that. Besides, her last relationship had sort of imploded leaving her romantically inept.

Before she could get too lost in her thoughts the lights dimmed, signaling the beginning of the run through. The overture swelled from the orchestra pit and Glinda appeared from the far wings in a dress that looked as though she had been covered in tacky glue and then someone poured a fresh bottle of champagne and two full bottles of glitter on her, but in a classy princess way, while the chorus belted out "No One Mourns the Wicked." Still not Rachel, where could she be?

"Q, we have a glitter situation that requires you expertise in wardrobe, ASAP." Tina's hushed voice came over Quinn's headset. Sighing, the blonde turned to go and nearly tackled a figure costumed in a simple black dress and heavy green face paint. The lead! I almost took out the leading lady on the first run through! "I am so sorry m'am, please excuse me."

"Watch where you're going new girl," a familiar voice said from under the long black wig. Was that? No it can't be… The mysterious woman swept past the blonde onto the stage before she had a chance to get a better look at the actress.

"Any day now Q!" Tina's voice rang out again, a good deal less hushed this time. Right, glitter.

Fifteen minutes later Quinn knew four things for certain; she hated all women who currently or at any point played a flying monkey, if she never saw glitter again in her life it would be too soon, since she lived with Santana that last one was not likely to come true, and she would probably be trying to rid herself of the shimmering particles for at least an hour after she got home that night. The blonde reclaimed her spot in the wings just as the opening notes of "The Wizard and I" played out. Elphaba stepped up to center stage and began belting out the song. Within the first words Quinn was hooked. Her jaw slowly dropped and her eyes glazed over, she had never heard any voice as beautiful as that. The rest of the world melted away and all that mattered was hearing every word the other woman sang.

By the time the song drew to a close there was no doubt in Quinn's mind she was in love with the petite singer, she closed her eyes and let the last stanza wash over her;

"I'll stand there with the Wizard
Feeling things I've never felt
And though I'd never show it
I'll be so happy, I could melt!
And so it will be
For the rest of my life
And I'll want nothing else
Till I die
Held in such high esteem
When people see me, they will scream
For half of Oz's fav'rite team:
The Wizard
And I!"

As the song drew to a close Quinn landed back in reality with a thud and opened her eyes to see the breathless lead rush by her, slowing enough to drag one green painted finger across the blonde's cheek, leaving a tell-tale streak, "Like what you saw new girl?"the actress breathed across Quinn's still barely parted lips before continuing on to the backstage area to get touched up. Once the older woman was out of sight she felt her knees go weak and she dragged in a raged breath, It totally was Rachel! Oh my god, she's not just perfect, she's perfect with the voice of an angel! How was she supposed to make it through the rest of the show without jumping the brunette?

Tell me what you think! There will definitely be more Faberry flirting in the next chapters and hopefully more deep bonding moments. Also meet the friends with Kurt and Santana. I may even be able to fit in a bit of britana if there is any interest in it! Please review thanks! Tell me what you want to see more of!