Quinn was standing by her locker and couldn't help but notice the semi hostile argument going on between Finn and Rachel. It took everything she had within her to not walk over and tell Finn to back off. Luckily it ended with Finn storming off. Quinn took this as her opportunity to approach the brunette.

"Hey is everything okay?"

"Oh you just witnessed the infamous Finn tantrums. He'll be fine by lunch."

"What was he upset about?"

"First for ditching him for dinner last night, but I explained to him that I had a family emergency," Rachel winked and continued, "Then he asked on a date for Friday, but I told him I had other plans."

Quinn smiled but instantly felt bad. "This was the kind of thing I was hoping to avoid."

"It's okay really. I told him that I would go out with him on Saturday." This felt like a punch in the stomach to Quinn but she brushed the feeling off. "I can't wait for our first date." Rachel looked around the empty hallway and placed a chaste kiss on Quinn's lips. The blond was speechless and before she could react Rachel was already making her way to her next class.

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"Hey Quinn do you want to go out with Blaine and I tonight?"

It was finally Friday and Quinn was a little nervous for her date with Rachel. She had never really been in a relationship before and never knew she felt this way about girls. However Quinn was starting to think that it wasn't about a gender, it was about Rachel. She was perfect in every way. Quinn had never felt like this before.

"Hello…Quinn?" She was brought back down to earth through Kurt's incessant questioning. "Hm what?"

"I asked if you wanted to hang out with Blaine and I tonight?"

"Oh I'd love to, but I have plans with…Santana..and Brittany. Maybe tomorrow?" Kurt looked a little disappointed, but was glad his cousin was making friends. "Sure thing. Have fun!" He gave her a small hug and left to pick up his boy friend. Quinn let out a sigh. She could tell this was only the beginning of a string of lies she would be telling.

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Quinn arrived at the Berry household promptly at seven. She wasn't sure what Rachel told her dads that they were doing tonight, so that alone made her very nervous. She walked up the steps, bracing herself for anymore surprise attacks. Quinn rang the doorbell and was met with a tall, African American man.

"Hello you must be the beautiful Quinn Fabray. I'm Leroy." He stuck out his hand and Quinn marveled at the contrast between he and his husband. She walked into the entryway and was met with Rachel. "Hi Quinn," the brunette said with a huge smile. Quinn took in the smaller girl. She was wearing a simple black dress but she looked stunning. Rachel absorbed the way Quinn was looking at her, hoping that her father's didn't suspect anything.

"You kids have fun!"

"Be back by midnight," Leroy said in a stern voice that slightly intimidated Quinn. She started to fear for her life, wondering what they would think if they figured out what her and Rachel were doing behind everyone's back. The thought was wipe from her mind as she felt Rachel's hand in hers with the other waving goodbye to her fathers.

When they approached the car Quinn opened Rachel's door. The smaller girl beamed at her. "Thank you."

Quinn smiled back but it didn't reach her eyes. Before she could walk to the other side, Rachel stopped her. "What's wrong?"

"Your dads are kind of scary, well Leroy at least." Rachel burst into a fit of laughter. "Don't worry. He's a big old teddy bear." Quinn shrugged and walked to the driver's side.

"So where are you taking me on our first date?" Rachel said, grabbing Quinn's hand once more. Quinn giggled and looked seriously into the other girl's eyes. "It's a surprise."

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Kurt and Blaine walked into Breadstix for their usual Friday night dinner. The place was only semi crowded which was quite surprising. They were seated at a booth and began skimming through the menu.

"Hey look it's Brittany and Santana. I thought you said Quinn was hanging out with them tonight." Kurt turned to look over his shoulder but couldn't spot his cousin.

"That's strange."

"Maybe you should go ask them."

Without another word Kurt got up, with Blaine trailing behind, and approached the two Cheerios. "Look who it is. Gay Face and his wife. To whom do I owe the honor of seeing you too out on a date?"

Blaine made a face and Kurt scoffed. "Where's Quinn?"

"What do I look like, her keeper?"

"Well she told me she was hanging out with you guys tonight."

Santana paused and looked at Brittany. The other girl smiled and shrugged her shoulders. The Latino knew something was up with Quinn and didn't want to blow her cover. So she improvised.

"Yeah she is."

"Okay so where is she?"

"Jeeze Hummel. Put her on a leash if you don't want to lose her. Oh wait you save those for Blainey boy-"

"I resent that comment Santana," Blaine spoke up from behind Kurt.

"Put a sock in it or on it if you prefer."

"Can you just tell me where my cousin is?"

"She's at my house. She fell asleep, something about being worn out from practice. So Britt and I decided to grab some dinner. Are you satisfied now?" Kurt still felt uneasy about the situation but didn't want to subject himself to anymore abuse from Santana.

"Sorry for bothering you. Enjoy your date." He grabbed Blaine's hand and walked back to the table.

"San? I didn't see Quinn sleeping when we left?" Santana looked at her girl friend. "That's because she wasn't."

"So why did you tell Kurt that?"

"Because our little Q has a big secret and I'm not about to let him find out what it is first."

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Quinn pulled into a parking lot and cut the engine. The two girls were now surrounded by complete darkness. "This isn't the part where you take me into the woods and chop up my body is it?"

Quinn laughed. "You've been watching too many movies Rachel. Besides I'm too classy for that." Rachel laughed, hoping that Quinn was kidding. "Come on," the blond said as she opened her door. Rachel felt for the door handle but was too slow because Quinn had already walked over to open the door. She leaned up against the car and watched Quinn go through her trunk. She flipped on a flashlight that finally gave Rachel an idea of where they were.

"The park?"

Quinn closed the trunk and walked closer to Rachel. "I have my reasons, plus I don't really know the hotspots of Lima yet." She offered her arm to Rachel and led them onto the grass. Before they sat down she spread out a blanket and placed the basket on top. Quinn opened the lid and pulled out a couple lanterns. The space was now illuminated and the two girls could see one another.

"This is very romantic." Quinn smiled and began pulling out the food she had prepared for the evening. Rachel eyed it cautiously. Quinn noticed and spoke up, "Don't worry it's all vegan friendly."

"Ho-how did you know?"

"I pay attention." Rachel smiled and placed a kiss on Quinn's cheek. "So tell me why the park?"

Quinn sighed, "Remember the day you found me here?" Rachel nodded. "Well I never go to thank you for that. So here's my way of doing it but also having a kick ass date at the same time." Rachel laughed half heartedly. "Can I ask you something?" Quinn felt her stomach tense but knew what was coming. She nodded.

"Why were you here?"

Quinn hadn't expected to tell Rachel the story of her family, but once she started she couldn't stop. Rachel sat and listened to every word attentively. Quinn kept her voice even and strong, making it all the way to the end. After she finished she took a couple deep breaths and felt a soothing hand on her back.

"You're so strong Quinn Fabray." Rachel placed her hands on Quinn's face and leaned in for a kiss. As soon as their lips were about to touch they were jolted apart by the ringing of Quinn's cellphone. She groaned and leaned over to grab it. She looked at the caller ID and hissed, "Santana.."

"How can I help you Santana?"

"My my Q, I wouldn't speak to me like that if I were you."

"And why's that?"

"Britt and I just ran into Kurt and Blaine at Breadstix."

Quinn froze.

"I figured that would be your reaction. However like the loyal friend I am I covered for your sorry ass. Now I expect you to tell me what you're doing/who you're doing tomorrow night. My house."

Before Quinn could object Santana had hung up. She set her phone and looked over at Rachel. "You okay Quinn? You look like you've just seen a ghost."

"Oh um no I'm okay. Santana was just telling me about a practice Coach Sylvester has planned for Sunday."

Rachel nodded sympathetically. She knew the team took its toll on everyone of its members. "Don't worry you can come over afterwords and we can relax." Quinn lost all thoughts of being freaked out and hugged Rachel. "You're amazing."

The rest of the date was spent consuming Quinn's delicious meal and sharing kisses. The two girls had fallen into something incredible. Rachel pushed a piece of hair behind Quinn's ear and caught a glimpse of her watch.

"Shoot, it's quarter til. If you thought my dad was scary before, you will not want to see him if I am late for curfew."

"But I thought you said he was a teddy bear!" Quinn cried as Rachel pulled her towards the car. She sped off towards the brunettes house and made it there with five minutes until D-Day. Quinn let out a sigh and leaned back against her seat.

"Nice driving Quinn. We might have to enter you in the Daytona 500!" Quinn slapped the girls arm and pulled her in for a kiss. They parted and Rachel walked up to her door, waving goodbye as she went.

She got inside and heard a knock on the door five minutes later. "Hi again."

"I don't want to intrude, but Kurt thinks I'm staying at Santana's tonight." Rachel processed the information. "Well I'm sure my dads won't mind an impromptu sleepover." She grabbed the blond's hand and led her up to her bedroom.

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Quinn woke up the next morning, somewhat disoriented but became fully aware of the small legs tangled with her own. She looked to her right and saw Rachel. The girl looked beautiful even after a night's sleep. Quinn smiled and turned to face the other girl. She reached her hand up and stroked her fingers along Rachel's cheek.

Rachel began to wake up. Quinn continued running her fingers along the other girl's features.

"Mm morning." Quinn smiled and placed a kiss on Rachel's forehead. "You're beautiful." Rachel turned her face into the pillows hiding her smile. A stomach grumbled and Rachel let out a muffled giggle.

"Somebody's hungry."

"Do you have…bacon?" Rachel let out a playful gasp. "How could you be so crude!" Quinn whined, "I'm sorry I know. But it's my favorite."

"My daddy is going to love you."

"He likes bacon too?"

"No but he doesn't like eating vegan all the time. So you guys can bond." Quinn smiled, "It's all I've ever wanted." Rachel threw a pillow at the sarcastic girl and jumped off the bed before Quinn could retaliate.

"Come on let's go satisfy your needs."

"Wanky." Rachel shook her head, amazed Quinn had already picked up Santana's signature phrase.

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"I'll see you tomorrow?"

Quinn was standing in the doorway about to leave the Berry household. She had enjoyed a pleasant breakfast with Rachel's dads. They seemed a lot less scary in the morning.

"Of course." Rachel played with the hem of Quinn's shirt.

"Have fun on your date with Finn tonight." Immediately after she said it Quinn wanted to take it back. "I'm sorry that came out wrong."

Rachel sighed, "No it's okay. I can imagine you're frustration. I'm not looking forward to it." Quinn wrapped her arms around Rachel and placed a kiss behind her ear. "I'm ready whenever you are."

Rachel pulled back with a confused look on her face. "What do you mean?"

"For you to break up with Finn. I know you wanted to keep him around as a sort of beard, but we don't need him."

"I-I just, I'm not ready yet."

Quinn pulled Rachel in for another hug. "Okay, I'll never leave you." Rachel pressed her face into Quinn's shoulder, wondering why she was given such a sweet girl.

"Text me later if you need a distraction," Quinn winked and blew Rachel a final kiss before walking to her car.

Now the days real event would occur. Quinn's confrontation with Santana