Beauty and the Beast

Chapter 7

I OWN NOTHING!


Quinn watched silently from the corner as Rachel sang. She knew Rachel was a mage, but to her this was more magic than anything else she'd seen the girl do. She also knew this was slowly becoming an obsession.

Ever since the first time that she'd shown Rachel the mostly unused music room and heard the girl sing, she'd been coming to watch the smaller woman every time she was in here. If any of the others had noticed that there was now a pile of books sitting in the music room, they hadn't said a word.

Rachel finished her song and turned to Quinn with a smile. "What are you reading?"

Quinn felt heat in her cheeks and was, for the nth time, grateful that her fur hid her reaction. "I…honestly don't know. Your voice is very beautiful Rachel."

Rachel did blush and hers was very noticeable. "Thank you." She paused for a moment. "Would you like to go for a walk with me Quinn?"

"It's snowing outside," Quinn reminded her.

Rachel deflated in disappointment. "Right, it is. I forgot."

"There's an indoor garden," Quinn told her. "We could go there if you wish." Quinn really wished she could smile without it looking threatening as Rachel immediately brightened.

"Really? I've never seen an actual indoor garden. I mean, we have greenhouses at Berry Fields, but-"

Quinn placed a finger on her lips, silencing her. "Then I guess you're in for a treat, aren't you?" She offered the girl her arm.

Rachel took it, arranging it so that her hand was wrapped in Quinn's paw. "Lead the way Lady Quinn."


Unbeknownst to the two girls as they wondered inside the enclosed garden, they were being watched by their trio of friends.

"They're really dense, aren't they?" Brittany asked, pouting.

"Maybe not," Puck said softly, watching his cousin closely. "I think Rachel, at least, is trying to flirt with Quinn." He deftly dodged Santana's fist.

"Q won't notice. It took her nearly a year before she realized that we were actually friends." Santana informed them. "And I was mostly nice most of the time," she assured Brittany.

"Maybe we should just let them figure it out." Puck was cautious about interfering with his cousin's love life. Well, interfering in her life in general wasn't a smart thing to do. Rachel was incredibly independent when she wanted to be, which was most of the time.

"That'll take forever and a day." Santana retorted. "I still say we should lock them in a closet."

"How would that be any different?" Puck wanted to know. "Besides, Quinn would just break the door down or Rachel would just magic it open."

Santana scowled at him. "And you have a better idea?" She snarled.

"I do!" Brittany told them brightly.