Author's note: Hope you enjoy, the last chapter before the epilogue.

BeepBeepBeep. Rachel jumped at the sound of her phone and took a deep breath before looking to see who it was, but she knew who it was. What was she going to do if Quinn rejected her? She would have to become a recluse or something of that kind.

Rachel, I think we need to talk

I agree.

You know I love you, so much.

I-I guess but you've never actually told me.

Oh, well I do Rachel. I love you unconditionally and I will forever.

I-I love you too Quinn.

But what are we going to do?

What do you mean?

I mean, we both love each other...

What, like date?

Yeah... I guess.

I thought you didn't want to, that's why we never dated before.

That was because I wasn't ready Rachel.

S-so what are you saying?

That I'm ready Rachel. I'm so ready.

Rachel promptly said a qucik goodbye on the phone, grinning and leaving the blonde confused. Why didn't Rachel respond to her last remark? She sat for a while in the darkness of her house, alone and worrying about whether she had pushed the girl too far until she realised that this was doing her no good and she decided to ring her mum.

Mom?

Quinnie, darling! How are you?

Awful mum.

Is it Rachel?

Yeah- how did you?

You're always upset over her honey, and you're not very hard to read.

Oh...

So what's happened honey?

I told her that I'm ready.

Oh baby! I'm so thrilled! How'd it go?

She didn't say anything, she just said goodbye and hung up...

Wait, you told her on the phone?

Well, yeah...

Honey, you should have told her to her face.

I couldn't bring myself to mum, I've tried so many times but I always chicken out.

Well text her later honey, find out how she is but don't bring it up, she will tell you if you need to know.

Okay, thanks mum.

Always a pleasure honey, so how's your day been?

Other than Rachel you mean?

Yes.

Quinn started when she heard a sharp rapping at the door

One minute mum, someone's at the door,

Okay, if it's a pizza leaflet guy get some. You had a distinct lack of pizza last time I came to visit you.

Yes mum.

She opened the door as she said this and when she saw who it was, it took everything she had not to drop the phone. She croaked into it:

Mum, I gotta go

Is it Rachel? Is she there? Oh darling, say hi!

The blonde rolled her eyes and hung up from her mind reading and overly hyper mother.

"Quinn," breathed the brunette, her eyes puffy from crying.

"You've been crying," observed Quinn.

"Happy tears," she smiled, reaching out and tucking a loose strand of golden hair behind Quinn's ear.

"I've missed you," whispered the blonde with fervour.

"As I have missed you," remarked the pint sized diva, tip toeing so that the girl's mouths were in line with each other, "Quinn Fabray, will you be my girlfriend?"

"Of course," answered the blonde huskily before attacking the brunette's lips and they stood like that for hours, kissing in the rain. And there they would stay, in Quinn's house for many years and eventually hear the pitter patter of tiny feet run across the wooden floors and the high, squealish laughter of children.

Author's note: I hope that was okay, just the epilogue left now. Please review alert and favourite. :)