A/N: And here's another chapter! Anyway! As usual, I apologize for any mistakes I made. This chapter seemed to jump around a lot for me. I hope it didn't confuse anyone.

EDIT: Ok. Because of a couple of reviews I got, I'll clarify things a bit. Yes, I don't mind Brody, only because I barely paid any attention to Glee this season. The only episodes I really watched were the ones involving Dianna/Quinn. Canon things that I've picked up concerning Finn and Brody were things that I saw afterwards via Tumblr. So any bad thing that Brody has done, I haven't really seen. So let me remain in my little bubble because I really don't feel like researching those bits. I'm pretty sure I kind of derailed from canon during the wedding chapter anyway.

Disclaimer: I don't own Glee or its characters. I do own Rainier, Henri, and Nat.


Leaving to a more private area of the loft, Rachel and Brody sat in the little room by the front door. Hazel eyes followed and watched them through the shelf divider as Quinn continued to help Rain with dinner.

The brunette tended to her boyfriend's wounds as they sat in silence before he finally spoke.

"So, that's Quinn, huh?" Rachel could only smile fondly at the sound of Quinn's name and nod. She glanced over at Quinn who blushed and looked away, having been caught staring.

"She's beautiful." He pointed out, only to be answered with another nod.

"She is, but she's a lot more than that." Brody looked at Rachel for a moment, a knowing smile spreading slowly on his face though he didn't say anything.

Rachel bit her lip, anxious about what she was going to say next. But she knew what she had to do.

"Brody…I don't think we should keep seeing each other." The male just nodded and looked at the brunette.

"So Santana told you, huh?"

"Yeah. I didn't want to believe her at first, but…" Brody just held up his hand to stop her.

"I get it. Don't worry about it. You weren't meant for an open relationship. I'm sorry I kept it from you but with the stigma revolving around being an escort, it's hard to mention." Rachel smiled gratefully at her now ex-boyfriend and nodded in understanding.

"I understand. I do hope we can still be friends at least. You were the first person to really welcome me to New York after all."

"Of course. I love you, Rachel. I'll keep you around any way I can." The two stood up and hugged, only to be interrupted by some cursing from the kitchen. When they looked, they saw Quinn with her finger in her mouth and Rain trying to take a look at it.

"Go take care of your girl. I'll grab my things and be out of your hair."

"Thank you, Brody. For everything." With a final kiss on the cheek, Rachel went to the bathroom to grab the first aid kit and tend to her friend.

-x-o-x-o-x-

With dinner cooked and eaten and Brody gone, the remaining members of the household sat in front of the television, letting the sounds from the device flow in the background while they make plans with their guests.

Santana, Kurt, and Rachel had taken their usual places at the sofa while Rain and Quinn took the loveseat. Even though they were engaged in the conversation, the New Haven residents couldn't help but stare at the other three. It hadn't escaped their notice that all three were in possession of "boyfriend pillows" and it amused them greatly. It was enough to the point that Quinn couldn't help but comment on it.

"I think we should go ice skating! It's perfect weat-"

"I'm sorry," Quinn said, interrupting Rachel. "But why do all three of you have those pillows? You look ridiculous."

"Q, you're just jealous that you don't have one. Let's be honest here." Santana just snuggled into her pillow. Quinn just let out a snort in reply.

"San, I don't need a 'boyfriend pillow.' If I need to cuddle with someone, I have Rain."

Said girl wrapped her arm around Quinn's shoulders in response, letting the blonde press her body into her side and snuggle in. Santana just scoffs while Kurt and Rachel look at the duo curiously.

"You two are quite close, aren't you?" Kurt asked.

"We're roommates," Rain stated. "It'd be hard to live together if we don't like each other and Quinn's like a sister to me."

Anyone who had paid attention to her would've noticed Rachel letting go of a breath that even she didn't know she was holding. She regained her composure and piped in, changing the subject with as much enthusiasm as she could muster.

"That's great and I'm glad that you're great company for Quinn, but can we return to the issue at hand? You two are here for the rest of the weekend and we've no plans whatsoever."

Rachel began listing out the things that had been mentioned earlier in the conversation. The other three were used to Rachel's rants, but Rain looked on in awe. Rachel would've kept going if Quinn hadn't interrupted her once again.

"Rach, we can do ice skating tomorrow and then karaoke in the evening. After that, let's just see where things go. It's more fun if we just go with the flow."

"But Quinn! We'll never get anything done without a set plan an—"

"RACH! It's ok. As long as we get to hang with you guys, I'm sure anything we do will be fun and enjoyable. Ok?"

"Fine…"

Santana lifted her hand and made a whipping motion, letting out a "wa-psh" each time she flicked her wrist. Rachel just glared at her while Rain and Kurt laughed.

"You know," Kurt started. "I missed this Rachel."

"What do you mean?" The small brunette questioned.

"You remember that whole deal with me calling in Santana and Quinn a couple months back. I'm glad you're back to your old self. It's the Rachel we've grown to love."

Everyone laughed as Rachel ducked her head in embarrassment and an easy atmosphere surrounded the quintet.

Hours passed before everyone decided to go to bed. Kurt was the first to head to his bed, leaving the girls to decide where the guests were going to sleep. Rain and Quinn were fine with taking the couch or floor, but Rachel was adamant about Quinn taking her bed because of the girl's back. Santana soon got tired of the discussion and went to her own room.

"Quinn, I can't let you sleep on the couch. That's far too uncomfortable for your back! I, on the other hand, don't mind and will gladly let you have the bed."

"Rachel, I'm not going to kick you out of your own bed. Don't worry. I'm fine with the couch. I'll be fine."

In the meantime, Rain had taken the blankets and a pillow, laying them on the couch for herself. She looked up at the arguing duo and cleared her throat loud enough to catch their attention.

"Rachel, is that your bed over there?" The tallest of the trio pointed to a bed that could be seen past the open curtain. The brunette nodded her answer. "It's big enough for the both of you. Why don't you share it then? No big deal."

Quinn and Rachel went silent at the suggestion, both with rising blushes on their faces. The half-Asian busied herself with making her 'bed' as she tried to control her facial expressions and force herself not to grin like the Cheshire Cat. She glanced over to Santana's room, knowing that the girl was watching as well. Sure enough, Rain was greeting with the Latina's own shit-eating grin as she witnessed the other two squirming uncomfortably. After a moment, Rachel broke the silence.

"W-well, I-I do believe that we could do that. T-that is if Quinn doesn't mind."

"No. I don't mind."

"Well then!" Rain clapped her hands together. "Now that that's settled, let's get some rest. I'll see you both in the morning."

The blushing duo shuffled to bed as Rain made herself comfortable on the couch. She was just about to fall asleep when she felt a poke on her forehead. Opening her eyes, she saw Santana looking down at her.

"Can I help you?" Rain asked quietly, not wanting to disturb the other residents.

"All the flirting and you sleep out here? Why not sleep with me?" Rain sat up, allowing Santana to slide next to her.

"I don't do hook-ups. I don't see anything wrong with a little flirting though." The short-haired girl just shrugged. "Besides, didn't you just get out of a relationship? And as far as I witnessed from the wedding and from what Quinn told me, you still have feelings for your ex."

The Latina crossed her arms and leaned back against the couch.

"That's true, but I'll always love Brittany. I still think she's my soul mate. We were perfect for each other. But I didn't want to be the reason for her broken heart in the future."

"But didn't you already do that by breaking up with her?"

"It's not the same!" Santana exclaimed quietly. "I'd rather let her go than cheat on her."

"But if you love her that much, you wouldn't have to worry about cheating. Santana, come on now. You're smarter than that." The dark-skinned girl just let out a heavy sigh.

"It doesn't matter anyway. She's with Trouty Mouth now and she has no intention of leaving him." She was quiet for a moment. "I just wanted to be better for Britt. I wanted to be good enough for her."

"You know in your heart of hearts that she loved you no matter what. She stuck with you for a long time, right?" Santana just nodded before resting her head against Rain's shoulder.

Silence filled the room. It was long enough to where Rain had thought Santana fell asleep. It wasn't until the Latina spoke again did she realize that she wasn't.

"You think Brittany and I have a future? Together, I mean." The Asian just shrugged.

"If you fight for her, then yeah. Nothing's gonna happen if you sit there moping while she moves on. But I do think she loves you still, and I don't think that'll change anytime soon. Just don't make her wait too long." She felt Santana nod before the Latina stood up.

"How do you not have a girl yet?"

"I'm a little picky, I won't lie."

"Oh, so I'm not good enough?"

"No. Your heart just belongs to someone else."

A soft smile spread on Santana's face. She bent down and took Rain's face in both of her hands before planting a kiss on her lips. The action caught the taller girl off guard, but she returned it. They parted after a few seconds, leaving Rain slightly breathless.

"Thanks, Rain. You're good people. I'm glad you're around to help with the crazy."

Rain laughed and took the Latina's hand, kissing the knuckles softly.

"Sleep well, San. We got big plans to set in motion tomorrow."

A smirk appeared on Santana's face as she glanced towards Rachel's bed. With a nod, she bid the Yale student a good night before the two of them settled down for a night's rest.

-x-o-x-o-x-

A soft whirring stirred Rain from her sleep. Too tired to open her eyes, she tried to distinguish the sound but was unable to do so. She blindly reached out for her phone and checked the time.

8:17AM.

Whoever was responsible for that insistent noise was going to get an earful. There wasn't much that Rain was going to get up this early for. She liked her sleep. The tired girl sat up and looked around, squinting slightly from the brightness of the room. Once her eyes focused she saw Rachel on her elliptical, working out with such determination that Rain herself was getting pumped. She could see that this was why Rachel's legs were to die for.

Rain stood up and stretched, letting out a loud yawn that caught Rachel's attention.

"Oh! I'm sorry. Did I wake you up? I know Kurt and Santana get annoyed with it sometimes, but it's a deeply rooted habit for me."

"It's fine." Rain mentally cursed since she couldn't outwardly curse out the smaller girl. "I guess I'll just make coffee or something."

"Oh, all right. Do you know where everything is?"

"Don't worry. I'll figure it out. Just keep working out."

Coffee was made and Rachel finished her workout. The two sat together in companionable silence, sipping the hot beverage as Rain attempted to wake up a little more. However, Rain jolted awake when the duo heard a quiet groan. Her back went rigid as she trained her ears towards the source. Rachel felt the tension from the other girl and started to get a bit frightened. It wasn't until Rain heard the soft utterance of her name did she shoot up and raced towards Rachel's bed, towards Quinn, with the smaller brunette trailing close behind.

The blonde was laying on her side with a pained look on her face. Rachel was worried, having no idea what to do. Rain, on the other hand, knew exactly what was going on. She leaned close to Quinn, muttering so softly that Rachel could barely make out what she was saying.

"Can you turn and lay on your back?" The blonde shook her head. She had attempted, but the pain from her back was too much.

"Alright. Hold tight, sweetheart. This will hurt a bit."

The taller girl laid her hand flat on Quinn's lower back while the other hand went on her shoulder. As gently as she could, she pushed down on the shoulder, moving Quinn so she was lying on her back. The ailing girl let out a gasp of pain. That prompted Rachel to climb onto the bed next to her and gently stroke her hair in an attempt to sooth her. The diva looked up at Rain with questioning eyes.

"What's going on? Is she all right?"

"She's fine. She basically just needs to get the kinks out of her back."

"But, she's in pain!"

"Rach, I'm fine. Really…" Quinn managed to say. Rain had begun to stretch her legs as if she was back in physical therapy. With each pull of her muscles, the pain ebbed away.

"What happened?" Rachel asked. She looked from Rain to Quinn and back again, as if the answer would just appear if she turned her head fast enough.

"If you hadn't noticed, Quinn doesn't move much when she sleeps," Rain explained. "And with the weather being so wicked cold lately, it just stiffens up her back more so than it usually does. Sometimes it's to the point where I have to help her out like this."

"What happens when you're not around?" Quinn was the one who answered this question.

"I usually try to force myself to –ah ow—move. If it's too much, then I wait for Rain to come back to the room."

"Does this happen a lot?"

"No. Usually, I have enough blankets to keep me warm enough. And ever since I started running again, it hasn't been too bad."

"It could be the added strain on your back from being hunched over while studying," Rain pointed out. Quinn just shrugged, the pain finally dulled enough to where she could function again.

With Rain and Rachel's assistance, the blonde got out of bed. She stretched slightly before making her way to the restroom, limping slightly as she moved. The taller of the two remaining girls made her way back to the kitchen and grabbed her coffee as if nothing had happened. Rachel made her way towards the other girl, looking at her curiously. Rain looked up, her blue eyes meeting chocolate ones.

"Something on your mind, Rachel?" She asked as she fed her caffeine fix.

"You really care about Quinn, don't you?" Rain just rolled her eyes at the question.

"I think we established that last night. Yes, I do care about her. She's like my sister. I made a promise to myself that I'd protect her."

"Why?" Rain just shrugged.

"I don't know. It's just kind of that feeling that I had to. I can't really explain it." Rachel smiled at the answer as she warmed her hands with her mug.

"Well, I'm glad that you're around to help her. I've been really worried about her being all alone at Yale."

"She'll be fine for as long as I'm around. I promise you that." Rain drained the rest of her coffee and set the mug down on the table.

"Now, what's the plan for today?"

-x-o-x-o-x-

The five friends filed into Callbacks, the small karaoke bar that Kurt and Rachel had frequented often before they had taken Blaine and Finn there, leaving with bad memories. The duo hoped that this venture out be full of better memories, just as the rest of the day was.

Earlier in the day, after everyone had woken up and eaten breakfast, the group of five filed out of the loft to go ice-skating. It was amusing to say the least.

Rain had taken to the ice easily once they got into the rink, revealing that she had gone out with cousins to ice skate all the time during the winter. Rachel was the same way. The two were like fishes to water. Quinn had things a little bit harder, partially because of her back, but still glided on the ice easily, with a few stumbles and falls that nearly gave Rachel a heart attack. Kurt skated very well, but once he stopped, he couldn't stand properly and often fell from just standing. Santana, on the other hand, had the most trouble. Rain had to help and guide her, skating backwards while holding her hands.

All of the falling and tricks resulted in laughter for hours. Often times, Rain would double over while she was skating and end up sliding on the ice while on her knees, clutching her sides as silent laughs escaped her body. The only time she ever fell was when Santana pulled her down with her, and then tripping Rachel and Quinn, resulting in a laughing dogpile that Kurt gladly took a picture of.

Now, after a long day, they decided to enjoy the evening with a little karaoke. Despite the plans that had been made the previous night, once the others found out that Rain had a decent voice, but preferred not to sing, they all but dragged her over to Callbacks.

After claiming a table, Santana pulled Rain over to the song list, leaving the other three to order drinks. The Latina glanced over at the table before hurriedly looking though the list for the perfect song.

"There's gots to be a song in here that'll help kickstart things with those two." The songbook was fairly large, and Rain could only hope that they find something quickly and get things over with. She was never really confident in her voice and preferred to play an instrument rather than use her voice. Singing so easily for Quinn a few months back was the only public singing she had done in a long while.

"Hey, help me out will ya? I don't know what songs you know." The taller of the two relented and looked through the songbook. Eventually, they found a song that Rain could also play on the piano.

"All right. You're up after three losers, so get ready and prepare yourself. Ooh. Looks like they ordered wings."

It seemed like Rain was getting dragged around a lot the past couple of hours. She was such a pushover sometimes. But it was for the sake of her friend, so she didn't mind.

The group ate while people sang even though two out of the three before Rain were horrible. The one right before her was quite good and despite knowing that she wasn't too great vocally, it still lowered her self-confidence. Once the person was finished, Rain reluctantly headed towards the small stage. Her table whooped and hollered, adding to the embarrassment. When asked if she needed music, she shook her head and walked straight towards the piano. Taking a deep breath, she sat down and adjusted herself before addressing the audience.

"Uh…Hi," She had no idea what she was doing, but she was just following what the others before her had done. "My name's Rainier and I've been forced to perform for you all by my friends."

"You know you love us!" she heard Quinn say. Rain just shook her head and poised herself to start.

"Enjoy."

The tall Asian emptied her mind, falling into a routine she had established when she use to have piano recitals when she was younger. Though poised to press on the keys, her voice was the sound that permeated the air, breaking the silence.

Have you ever loved somebody so much it made you cry?

Have you ever needed something so bad you can't sleep at night?

Have you ever tried to find the words but they don't come out right?

Have you ever? Have you ever?

Soon, the soft tones of the piano accompanied her untrained, alto voice. Her eyes closed as she immersed herself into the song, singing with all that she had.

Tension immediately surrounded Quinn and Rachel, who were sitting next to each other. Their backs went rigid as they heard the song, refusing to glance at each other. Santana and Kurt both had the widest grins on their faces as they too joined in, singing backup for the one on stage.

With a small table, Quinn and Rachel were sitting very close to each other, just barely touching. The slightest shift would've had them touching. In a bold move, the blonde relaxed a little, allowing her arm to graze along the brunette's. The simple movement sent shockwaves up both of their spines and caused goosebumps to erupt where their skin had touched. They glanced at each other at the same time, only to turn away when their eyes met, faces flushing.

The awkwardness in the air held as the song neared its end. In an act of bravery, Rachel's hand inched towards Quinn's. Slowly, the hands met and fingers intertwined. The two had held hands before, but this felt different to them. Their hands remained connected until Rain returned to the table, blushing slightly at the praise they all were giving her. But, on the way home, their hands found each other again, as if attracted to each other like magnets.

The other three noticed and grinned, knowing that the ball was finally rolling.


A/N: And things get a rollin' along~ I can't go through with the Raitana ship just yet. My heart still has a little bit of love for Brittana. Anyway, I had that last karaoke part in my head for a while and I'm glad I was able to put it in somehow in this chapter.

Next chapter will be back in New Haven and we get to learn more about Rain and her crew at Yale.

Read, Review, Criticize constructively. It's all appreciated.

Also, thank you to all of the new faves and follows. You guys don't know how much of a boost to my ego that is :3

EDIT: Sorry if you find these thing boring and thank you for telling me things that I didn't know about Brody in the show, but I'll stick with what I wrote and leave it to divine karma to deal with the characters in my story.

As for Rain, I'm sorry that you don't find her interesting. As I've said before, I'm normally not a writer, so this is hard for me. I'll come back to this in the next chapter, but I do wish that I could reply to guest review in ways other than this.