The Moon's Desire Chapter 7, a glee fanfic

A/N: Ok...so I may have lied a little bit. I did say that Faberry goodness and some wolf action would happen in this chapter and that was originally planned, however, I have decided to take a slightly different turn with my story. I realize that I just introduced Cassidy in the story but, this chapter...I felt it needed to happen. Yes there is a time jump of four weeks, but there will be flashbacks. At the end of the chapter, you might be saying, what the hell? Or some of you may be rejoicing...but don't fret. I have a plan! Yes...it needed to be done this soon. So...hope you enjoy! :):) Also, for those who review...there will be a box of Faberry cookies at the end of this chapter. Feel free to take one and review! Hehe.

I do not own anything other then my own fictional characters! Wish I did though!

RACHEL'S HOUSE/3AM-FOUR WEEKS LATER

I bolt up in bed, sweat pouring down my face. My eyes are tired and my breath is shallow and my heart is racing. The nightmare was not new, it involved the same people but it seemed to being a recurring one over the past two weeks. One that made tears build in my eyes when I think about it.

I run a hand over my tired face and turn slightly to see the naked blonde next to me. I can't help but find myself wishing it was another blonde...

I shake my head. No. I can't think like that. Cassidy is nothing but nice to me. She treats me good, despite the fact that I have yet to commit to her fully in the past four weeks. Have yet to give her a decision. She's been patient with me and so sweet. Bringing me roses in class, or buying me lunch in the cafeteria. She's been wonderful. So why can't I seem to want to commit to her? I know why. I'm still stupidly holding out for the chance that Quinn might want me back. However, if the past four weeks showed anything, then it was that she was never going to want me.

The past four weeks have been interesting to say the least. At school, people took to Cassidy very well. She stood up for those who were bullied and she even joined Glee club. Apparently her singing voice is just as beautiful as she is. It made my decision that much harder. Not because I couldn't decide if I felt something for her, because I most certainly do, but the fact that the similarities between Quinn and Cassidy were blurring the lines for me.

Santana really hated Cassidy. If you are gonna ask me why, I wouldn't have an answer for you. Sure, she had this dream where her, Britt, Quinn and I would become this awesome foursome...not like...foursome, foursome, cause gross...but like a rectangle of awesomeness, as Brittany would say. But for some reason, she just didn't like Cassidy. She tolerated her because I would snap at her and assure her that i'm still Alpha, therefore she had to step in line, which she would. However, she never misses a chance to insult her. Cass doesn't deserve that.

Quinn, on the other hand, was totally cold with her. She wasn't necessarily mean to her, but I find that she ignores Cassidy as much as possible and it confuses me. I once tried to get them to pair up for a Glee project and Quinn pushed me off of a chair and refused to do it. Everyone else seemed to really like Cassidy and I just couldn't understand why Quinn and Santana didn't. I mean, Brittany liked her, even joked with her. Britt's opinion has always been important to me. Always.

I sigh and get out of my bed, grabbing a robe to cover up my naked body, in the process. I head downstairs to grab a glass of water and to reflect on my nightmare. My dads were once again away somewhere and I am honestly starting to think that they no longer want to be around me anymore, due to my attitude problem. Cassidy was staying with me while they were away, but she did have an apartment that she rented not far from the school. My dads like her, but not enough to let her stay here, apparently. I think they know I have sex with her, honestly.

Once I reach the kitchen, I grab a glass and pour myself some orange juice. I didn't really feel like water anymore. I sit down a the table, in the dark, because I can totally see everything as if it was still daytime. I sit there, drinking my orange juice and I can't help but remember my nightmare...

It would always start off the same. I would walk into the dark house, I would start to feel pain, lose my vision, lose the ability to walk properly and then I would always see Quinn, asking me if I was alright. However, tonight, Quinn wasn't asking me if I was alright. Instead I had some unknown figure, pointing a gun at Quinn's head...and one at Cassidy's. He would tell me to choose. He would tell me that there was no way to save both. That I had to choose. Quinn would cry and tell me she loves me. That she knew I would do the right thing. No matter what. That whatever I choose, she would accept it. Cassidy would tell me she will always be there for me, even if I choose Quinn. She would tell me with her eyes how much she loves me and thank me for forgiving her and giving her another chance. Then, it would always end the same. Both of them would die, because I wouldn't choose.

"Have another nightmare, love?" I hear a voice ask, breaking me out of my thoughts. I feel a pair of arms wrap around my neck and a pair of lips kissing me gently on the cheek. I close my eyes at the feeling.

"Ya." I answer, reaching a hand up to rub one of her arms, affectionately. I wouldn't talk about what the nightmares were about and she didn't push. I wouldn't talk about them with anyone. But Cass knew I had them, as she would be there to hold me for the past two weeks. Calming me down.

"Do you want to come snuggle and watch a movie, or do you want to go for a run?" She asks, placing another kiss along my neck. I can't help but smile at her options.

Cass, for the past four weeks, has helped me keep my temper in check. For some reason, she was always able to calm me down when I got angry. She would snuggle with me, and we also had a habit of going out on a run. As wolves. She was a beautiful wolf. Her fur is jet black with specks of blue in it and it is pretty funny to see us both side by side. We were like night and day. We would run through the trees, yipping and tumbling around. It was like being a child in a 40 pound, furry body.

"I'll take you up on that snuggling bit." I say, sending her a small smile. She returns it. "I need to get some sleep though, I have to work on my duet with Quinn this afternoon and then I have to go hunting with Santana and Maribel tonight." I say, subtly watching the blonde's reaction to hearing Quinn's name. Instead of receiving a jealous look, Cass simply smiles and nods, understandingly.

"Ok, love. I have some stuff to do around the apartment tomorrow anyways, " She chuckles, leaning in and kissing me on the lips. "...now how about you get your sexy ass body upstairs so we can 'get our cuddle on'." She jokes, laughing when I frown in disgust.

"Please never say stuff like that again." I plead, still frowning when she sends me a wink. She unwraps her arms from around my neck and reaches for my hand, tugging me up.

"Sorry, I couldn't help myself." She says, smiling brightly, pulling me along with her as we head back upstairs. I shake my head with a smile. As if my life couldn't get any weirder...

THE NEXT MORNING

When Cassidy and I arrive at school, it seems that everyone is staring at us. I hate attention now. We slowly make our way to the front doors, heading into go get our books for our first class. People are whispering and pointing. I don't like this at all. Of course, I understand immediately what everyone is thinking about now, especially when I see the word "DYKE" spray painted on my locker.

"Are you fuckin' kidding me?" I growl, rolling my eyes as people around me let out small laughs. I stare at it, my anger rising. I send a sharp look to a couple of cheerleaders who glare back, trying to show dominance, but I can smell their fear. Pansy ass bitches.

"Don't let them get to you, Rach. They're just assholes." Cassidy says, placing a comforting hand on my shoulder. I let out a breath. She may be a sweetheart, but I don't think i've ever seen Cass get really mad about anything. Like...anything.

"Who the fuck did this shit?!" I hear a voice hiss from behind us. I turn to see Santana, fuming, and Brittany who frowns. "Those little inconsiderate..." Santana pauses, turning to face the people in the hallway, "..whoever the fuck did this is gonna get their balls or tits cut off by the razor blades I keep stashed up in my hair!" She yells, smirking when several kids actually run away from her, including those pesky cheerleaders. She glares at the rest of them and then turns to me. "This sucks balls."

"Whatever, people can think what they want about me." I say, shrugging. Cassidy sends me an approving smile. She rubs my shoulder, affectionately. "I knew you cared, Santy." I say, in a cute voice. Santana scowls.

"Fuck you, lez-in-the-box." She says, and I let out a laugh at her joke. She smirks and I shake my head.

"Whatever you say, LezPez."

"Oh my god..." I hear another voice, and this voice I know. My heart beats ten times faster when I hear her. I smell her sweet scent and it's like an orgasm in my nose. Each of us turn to face my blonde...uh...the blonde beauty who is staring at my locker, shock written on her face. "Rachel...are you..are you ok?"

"It's just a word, Quinn" I say, smiling reassuringly at her. Her eyes look broken and it makes me feel good that she cares enough about me to ask how i'm feeling. I watch as her eyes go from sympathetic and sad to pissed off and determined in two seconds flat. Without another word, she turns around and stomps off down the hall.

"That was weird." Cassidy remarks, eyebrow raised. I nod.

"What you never seen a friend defend someone before, Thunder Thighs?" Santana questions, snarkily. I sigh. Why Santana calls her that name i'll never know. Frankly, Cass has delicious thighs. I roll my eyes when Santana suddenly glares at her.

"Enough Dora, calm the hell down." I joke, a smile playing on my face. Wait for it...

"Fuck you, lezbatron! Quit callin' me that stupid name!" Santana yells at me, her face turning an unhealthy shade of red. It always does piss her off when I refer her to the little spanish kid on the T.V.

"You need to learn some better phrases, Santana. Your stuff is getting old." Cassidy says, smirking slightly. I let out a laugh and nod.

"True...your material kind of sucks now. What? Did the world run out of insults for you to use?" I ask, playfully, sending a wink at Cass. Santana huffs and whirls around, stalking down the hallways.

Brittany watches Santana walk off and goes to follow her but stops, whirls around, picks me up in a bear hug and then puts me down before running off after her girlfriend. I look at Cassidy who looks amused.

"Brittany is slightly odd." She says and I frown. I don't like when people say anything about Brittany that isn't good. Even if it is slightly true.

"Brittany is awesome and she is the smartest person I know." I say, looking up into Cassidy's eyes. They soften and she places both hands on my hips. Now, we are no stranger to intimacy on school grounds, but the way she held me...I don't know. It made me feel wanted...although I wish...

"I'm sorry, Rach. I didn't mean it like it sounded. Brittany is a wonderful girl and she keeps me guessing all the time." Cass says with a smile and I return it, pulling her closer to me. Our lips are about a foot apart and all I want to do is kiss her. I want to kiss her lips, caress her blonde hair and stare into her hazel eyes...no. I mean...I meant blue-gray eyes. Not hazel. Because this isn't Quinn. It will never be Quinn. I sigh. "Everything ok?" I fake a smile, leaning in to kiss her.

Her lips are hesitant at first, but once I deepen the kiss, she eagerly responds. She pulls my hips closer and I almost groan at the contact. Damn. Although I would love nothing more then continue this, I groan again and pull away. She pouts.

"Don't pout, sexy. It doesn't look good on you." I say, laughing when her mouth drops open. She hits me lightly. "I mean...everything looks good on you?"

"That's better." She says and sends me a wink. I smile. "So, you won't need a ride home tonight, right? You're working with Quinn?" She asks and I nod.

Today was the day that I am going to work on my duet with Quinn. You see, Mr. Schue had this bright idea to partner us all up by the first letter of our first names, meaning...Artie and Brittany, which Santana was not happy about, Blaine and Cassidy, Finn and Kurt, Mercedes and Mike, Noah and Quinn, Santana and I, and Sam and Tina. However, Quinn stated that if she had to work with Noah again, she would castrate him with hedge clippers, so it was decided that Noah would work with Santana while I would work with Quinn. Who decided this, you ask? None other then the scheming bitch herself. Satan. She laughed about it too. Bitch.

Anyways, Quinn and I decided that we would work on our song today as we have to have it ready for next Monday and in all honestly, i'm slightly nervous about being alone with her. We did agree that we would go over to her house and work on it and I guess that is the biggest problem of all. What if her mother can sense that i'm in love with her and like...I don't know, damns me to hell? Or like, if she tries to burn me on a stake like I saw in a movie once? I can't just...POOF! Instant wolf and like chomp down on her. So, here lies my problem. What the hell do I do?

"Rach?" I zone back into the conversation and nod at Cass.

"Ya, Quinn said she is gonna drive me home afterwards and then I have dinner and stuff with the Lopez family. Should be fun." I say, letting out a brief laugh. "You can come over around 2 if your still up for it." I say, watching as her eyes flash with something briefly. Hurt, maybe? She smiles though.

"Sure," She answers, leaning in to peck me on the lips, "Maybe i'll sneak into your room and we can have some fun of our own, huh?" She says, slightly seductive. I smirk.

"Well, if you must." I say, flirting back. I kiss her once more and pull away. "I'll see you in Glee." She sends me a wink before heading off down the hallway.

Once i'm alone, I look at the word written on my locker and sigh. I mean, it didn't really bother me, it's just that with the amount of temper tantrums i've been having lately, i'm scared that i'm gonna blow up at the wrong person and screw up everything. I shake my head and slam my locker shut. I lean my head back against is for a moment.

Things were starting to suck. I mean, don't get me wrong. Cassidy is amazing, but I don't know if I feel a definiate spark with her. I mean, sure, we have amazing sex. Like wow. But to me, it doesn't feel like I thought it would. In the movies, sex is supposed to be shared between two people in love and I can't honestly say that i'm in love with Cass. Her connection to me is a lot stronger then mine is to her. The strong connection that I feel belongs to Quinn and only her. Cass may have my soul and my body, but Quinn will always have my heart. Ancestors be damned.

The bell chimes above my head, breaking me out of my trance. I sigh and take off towards my first period class. Oh well, no use dwelling.

GLEE CLUB

When I walk into Glee club, i'm surprised to find no one there. Well...except Brittany and it is definitly odd to see her here without Santana attached at her hip. Hmm...in fact, I haven't even seen her and Quinn since this morning. Odd.

I know Santana is pissed. Not for me, but the fact that someone spray painted that word on my locker, knowing that she was, in fact, a lesbian, it set her off. She wasn't really protecting me so much as she was protecting Brittany and that is fine with me. Brittany is more important then I am. Speaking of Brittany...

"Hey Ray, over here!" I see the bubbly blonde wave at me from where she's sitting at the back riser. I smile and make my way over to her. When I sit down, she turns to me excitedly. "Yay...I was hoping that no one would take your seat and they didn't! I saved it!" She says and I simply smile at her adorableness.

"Thanks Britt Britt." I say, sending her a giant smile.

"Hello beautiful." I hear from in front of me and I turn to see my blonde...my actual blonde, smiling as she takes the seat beside me. "How was your day?" She asks, turning to look at me. I shrug.

"Nothing special happened." I say, leaning forward slightly. "Until now anyways." I flirt, watching as she smirks before meeting my lips with hers. However, something seems to be off. Her smirk didn't look like her usual one she gives me. Hmmm. We hear an 'awwwww' from beside us and I turn to see Brittany who is smiling at us both.

"You guys are cute!" She says, patting us both on the heads. "You are totally eachother's Squishies!" She says and although Cass looks slightly confused, I let out a laugh.

"Been watching Finding Nemo, Britt?" I ask and she nods enthusiastically.

"Ya! San let me watch it four times last night, cause I promised her i'd let her lick my-
" I smile at the blonde before cutting her off. There are so many things I do not know about Santana and now is not the time I would like to find out. Ever.

"That's awesome, Britt!" I say, letting out a nervous laugh. I run a hand across the back of my neck. Oh god. Brittany winces slightly.

"Did I overshare again?" She asks and I hold my index and middle fingers apart from eachother.

"Just a little, B." I answer her and she gives me a kiss on the cheek.

"Sorry, Ray Ray." I smile at her and am about to say something when the others start to walk in. First it's Mercedes, Kurt, Blaine, and Artie. They're talking amongst themselves and don't really pay attention to the three of us at all. Which is fine. Then, in walks in Tina and Mike, glued to the hip as usual. Next is Finn and Sam and it appears they are talking about some sort of sport. However, Finn pauses to glance at me, longingly just as Sam shoots a glare my way. Oh god. I roll my eyes. Finally, Noah walks in, shooting me a wink.

"Hey jewbabe." I hear Noah say, and I smile at him. "How's your lady lovin' going?" He asks with that familiar leer on his face. I frown, sending him a withering glare, to which he cowers back slightly.

"Very good, Noah. Rachel's dynamite in the sack." Cassidy answers w and my mouth drops open, as does Noah's and pretty much everyone elses', except Brittany's. Great. "Goes for hours."

"Cass!" I squeak out, turning a bright red. God. This is embarrassing. I see Cassidy smiling, albeit not as bright as usual and although I want to laugh at everyone elses' faces, i'm absolutely mortified. Cass turns to me and shrugs.

"What? You are and you do." She answers and I actually do let out a laugh at that. I turn to look at Noah, who's eyes are glazed over. She awoke the beast.

"That's totally hot, jewbabe, sooooo totally hot." Noah says, letting out a content sigh. I groan. Oh god. Really?

"Nice to learn about Rachel's...uh, stamina." Kurt says, leaning in to Blaine, a smile on his face.

"Ya, Ray is like super talented with her tongue to...shes does this thing..."

"BRITT!" I yell, slamming a hand over her mouth. Now, rest assured that Brittany and I have never done anything sexual other then kiss. Once. Brittany looks at me, sadly for a moment and I take my hand away from her mouth. "Sorry, B, too much info, k?" I say, giving her shoulder a rub. she instantly brightens up.

"Damn girl! I didn't know you had all that going on in that tiny little, diva body!" Mercedes chimes in, mildly impressed. I let out a nervous laugh. "You've kissed Brittany, Santana, and Quinn!"

"Uh...ya thanks." I say, with a shrug. Everyone looks at me, some in shock and others with leers, including Finn. Gross. Thank god i'm saved when three people come stumbling in. Wait...three?

Everyone's attention turns to the door as HBIC's Quinn and Santana (...and no, I actually mean they are in HBIC mode, just by the looks on their faces) stroll in together, tossing a gangly football player on the ground in front of the entire Glee club. The football player attempts to stand up but Santana keeps him down by kicking a foot to his chest.

"Stay!" She growls and he listens. Quinn looks so fuckin' sexy with that HBIC glare that i'm momentarily distracted from what is going on. Her eyes are on fire and I can't help but think if that is what her eyes would look like if we were...NO! Bad Rachel. Just bad.

"Now, " Quinn starts, addressing the football player with a hand on her hip, giving him her fiercest and coldest look she could muster. Damn. Even I feel a chill, "..I want you to apologize to Rachel Berry for what you did to her locker today and you best pray that she forgives you or you'll be on the receiving end of slushie facials for the next two years." She growls, her voice sounding slightly seductive. To me it did, anyways.

As I sit there, a puddle of goo and full of heat, my mind tries to focus on what is being said, however, watching Quinn be so forceful and heated just makes me so damn horny. Sorry for being crude but...damn.

"Speak Rover!" Santana barks, losing her patience fast. My eyes tear themselves away from hot, angry Quinn to the football player on the floor who actually looks terrified. He looks up to me and the moment my eyes connected to mine, I know he didn't do it. He was gonna take the fall for it, but I knew it wasn't him. I actually had a pretty good idea who did it, but I can' be certain. However, I couldn't say anything. Not now.

"I-i-i' m sorry...Ma-uh-Rac-chel." He stutters and I almost wince at how scared he actually is. I stare at the poor boy and nod.

"It's fine." I say, and the boy immediately looks up to Santana and Quinn with puppy dog eyes that say, 'Did I do good? Can I go?' Quinn glares at the boy and nods and before anyone else can blink the boy was gone. "Really?" I ask, staring at the two, an amused laugh on the edge of my tongue. Santana shrugs and goes to sit over by Brittany who instantly hugs her and gives her a kiss on the cheek, effectively making her blush. I turn my eyes back to Quinn's.

"I wasn't gonna let some stupid boy hurt one of my friends." She answers, smiling slightly at me. I smile back at her and feel the butterflies arise in my stomach. My nostrils were starting burn again. Her smell is just soooooo delicious. "Besides, no one says that word nowadays anyway." She says and we hear Santana snort.

"Keep your mouth shut, she's not to know of what the Bieber wannabe said, alright?" I growl angrily through our mental link.

"Fine. Hey, why isn't Thunder Thighs in on this convo, shouldn't she be like defending your honor or some shit like that?" Santana asks and I can't help but bite my lip. The only reason Cassidy couldn't hear us right now was because I hadn't accepted her into my pack. Not yet. "Haha, you haven't accepted her, have you?" She continues, letting out another snort. I roll my eyes. Damn she knows me well.

"Shut it, or I tell everyone about the stuffed cat you keep on your bed." I threaten and I didn't have to turn around to know that the Latina was glaring daggers at me. She stayed quiet.

"Rachel?" I focus back to Quinn who has a sexy eyebrow raised at me. I smile.

"Sorry, I...um...kinda zoned out a bit." I say, letting out a chuckle.

"You seem to be doing that a lot lately." Quinn mutters, but I hear it. I smile though and wrap my arms around her shoulders, pulling her in for a hug. God she feels good.

"Thank you for defending my honor, good sir...er ma'am." I say, chuckling slightly. She laughs along with me, hugging me tightly. Although I try to fight it, I can't help but take a subtle sniff of her scent. Honey and Vanilla. Yum. My heart starts pounding and my senses go into overdrive. I want to taste her again. I want that Vanilla and Cotton Candy taste in my mouth again. Quinilla Candy. Mmmm.

"Hey slut-tron, your gay love for Sister Mary is showing." I hear Santana say in my head and I immediately pull out of Quinn's arms. Streis is immediately disppointed. I can feel it. Then again, so am I.

I sigh and give Quinn a strained smile before turning around, and heading back towards my seat. I sit back down beside Cassidy, who starts to rub my shoulders, giving me a slight massage and it feels damn good, if you ask me. I close my eyes in bliss.

"You're so tense, babe." She whispers, right next to my ear, causing me to shiver slightly. I feel her smirk. I don't even have to see it. She may be a sweetheart but she was a cocky one.

"Mind leaving the PDA at home, ladies?" I hear Quinn's voice from the front as she sits next to Sam, and I note that she is slightly irritated. I open my eyes to look into her soulful hazels. She looks...no. She just doesn't like PDA. That's all.

"Oh calm your tits, Q, if hobbit wants to get her lady lovin' on with Thunder Thighs then who are we to step in the way?" Santana comments, shrugging her shoulders, but sending me a smirk. I let out a laugh. Quinn rolls her eyes and turns to the front. God.

"Why you call me Thunder Thighs is beyond me. I have very small thighs thank you." Cass says, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes you do, dear." I say and laugh when she smacks me slightly. She smiles at me and once again I get that feeling that something isn't right. Her smile didn't reach her eyes. Not this time.

"You two are so hot together." Noah says, leering at Cass and I again. I shake my head with a smile. "I totally dig that your a firecracker in the sack Jewbabe, always knew you would be fiesty." He says, sending me a playful wink. I let out a groan and cover my eyes in slight embarrassment.

"Who said that about the hobbit?" Santana asks, mildy curious and when her eyes land on a smirking Cassidy, she fake gags. "Oh gross, gremlin, no one wants to know about your sex life with lesbian barbie. Just gross..." She mutters, probably trying to erase the mental images she just recieved.

"Um I want to know. All about it." Noah says, smiling widely. He turns to Cassidy. "So, Ms. Deveaux, care to share about your romps in the sac with everyone's second favorite jew?" He asks, and I roll my eyes. "Top? Bottom? Up against the door? Heavy detail should be included." He says and i'm about to laugh at the absurdity of it all, when I notice some of the other guys, Sam included, leaning in a little closer. I frown and turn to Noah, shooting a glare his way. Pigs.

"Well..."

"Cass!" I yell, turning to her with surprised eyes. "Don't...tell that shit. Especially not to the Backstreet Boys over there." I say, making fun of them all. Ha. Assholes. Cassidy laughs, placing a kiss on my cheek.

"I wasn't actually gonna give them details, hun." She whispers, throwing a hand across my thighs.

"Oh come on...just..."

"How about we not talk about people's other activities, " Quinn emphasizes, mildly disgusted if you ask me. "..and talk about important stuff, like Sectionals." She states and everyone stares at her a moment. "What? I care." Santana laughs out loud.

"You sure do, Q-tip." Santana says, continuing to laugh slightly. I raise an eyebrow at her.

"Actually Quinn is right, guys." Mr. Schue says, walking in, late. Again. He smiles at all of us. "We need to focus on a setlist for Sectionals. This years theme is Inspiration and Love." He says, smiling widely. I roll my eyes. Of course it is. "Cassidy, I believe you had something to sing today?" My eyes snap to the blonde beside me as she smiles but it seems strained. She nods.

"I do, Mr. Schuester. Thank you." She says, getting up and going to stand in front of us all. When has she had a chance to do this? I narrow my eyes playfully at her. She just continues to smile. "I wrote this song. It describes how i'm feeling at the moment." My eyes widen, I didn't know she wrote songs.

The music starts up and i'm instantly in love with flow of the music. I look Cass in the eyes and for a moment I think I see a hurt look, but it's gone before I can read to much into it. She continues to stare into my eyes as she sings.

I count the ways I let you down
All my fingers and toes but I'm running out
Clever words can't help me now
I tipped you attack but you're slipping out

My eyes look at the blonde curiously as she pours her heart into this song and suddenly i'm hit with intense emotion. Why is her voice so damn sad?

And I remember your eyes were so bright
When I first met you, so in love that night
And now I'm kissing your tears goodnight
And I can't take it, you're even perfect when you cry
Beautiful goodbye, bye, bye
It's dripping from your eyes, your beautiful goodbye
It's dripping from your eyes, oh yeah

I realize then that she's talking about the night she bit me. The night I was turned. She's apologizing but trying not to make it obvious. Her eyes are extremely glazed over and it honestly wouldn't surprise me if she started to cry.

All the pain you try to hide
Chose your mascara lines as they stream down from your eyes
And let them go, let them fly
Holding back, won't turn back time
Believe me, I've tried

My eyes search hers and I realize that she regrets turning me the way she did and she's telling me in front of the whole Glee club, eventhough they don't know the real reason, besides Santana. My heart jumps in my chest, slightly.

Your eyes were so bright
And I remember your eyes were so bright
And I remember your eyes were so bright
When I first met you, so in love that night
And now I'm kissing your tears goodnight
And I can't take it, you're even perfect when you cry
Beautiful goodbye, bye, bye
It's dripping from your eyes, your beautiful goodbye
It's dripping from your eyes, yeah

Everyone claps after her powerful performance as she lets out a small smile as a stray tear falls down her face. I don't even think before I get up and walk over to her, pulling her into my arms. She clings to me and it's only then that I feel her shaking slightly. I frown and squeeze her a little tighter, placing a kiss on her neck.

"We're talking about this." I say and although I don't get a response I know we will be. I don't know why she chose to sing this song now, but she did. She's hurt about something and I need to know what. I need to know, so that I can fix it. I may still not have forgiven her fully for what she did to me, but I didn't want her to be hurting.

I pull away from her enough to look into her eyes and I can't help but feel guilty at how much hurt is there, eventhough she is trying so hard to fight it. We continue to stare at eachother, intensely.

"That was fantastic, Cassidy!" Mr. Schue says, not picking up on the intimate moment. I turn to look at Mr. Schue and give him a small smile.

"May Cassidy and I be excused?" I ask, and he hesitates a second before nodding. I smile at him and drag Cass outside the room. I close the choir room door and turn to look at her. "What was that about?"

"You honestly don't know?" She asks and although I expected there to be bitterness behind that statement, there isn't. Just curiosity. I sigh and grab her hand, pulling her into nearest bathroom and locking the door.

"I mean, I know you were saying sorry about the beginning of the summer, " I say, not wanting to actually say the words, "...but I don't get the rest." I finish, leaning back against the door in confusion. Cassidy stares at me a moment before letting out a sad chuckle.

"You love her." She says, staring into my eyes. "You would give her every single part of you if she asked." She states and my eyes narrow. I know who she's talking about. I don't want to admit it to her, but I know. She laughs then and I can now hear the slight bitterness underneath it all. "I just thought that if I really tried to be who you want, that you might fall for me. That you might actually give us a chance..." She trails off, leaning against the row of sinks. Her eyes are still locked onto mine. "You'll never stop loving her, will you?" She asks and I feel my own heart break at the pure and utter devastation in hers.

I stare at her and for a moment, i'm not sure what to say. I can't say that I don't feel anything for the woman in front of me because I do. However, i'm now unsure if those feelings are romantic or friendship. The line has been blurred too much. I sigh heavily and look to the ground. Not able to answer.

"She's my mate." I whisper, knowing that she would hear me. "I can't...not feel for her." I say, avoiding the word love. I didn't want to hurt Cass more then I already have. I look up then. "But I can't say I don't feel something for you, Cass, because I do." I say, strongly. Her eyes light up slightly but she remains quiet. "I just don't know if their romantic feelings." I admit and the hope delates from her eyes.

We remain in our positions, both of us unmoving and quiet. Neither of us really know what to say anymore. I look to Cassidy, who's looking at the ground. Her breathing is shallow and it immediately makes me feel guilty. If anyone knows the feeling of being rejected, I do.

"You know how I knew?" She asks and I furrow my eyebrows at her question. She chuckles. "How I finally found out that you loved her?" She says and I shook my head, unsure of whether it was a good idea to talk about this. "We were sitting in the cafeteria one day about three weeks ago and you were eating your spaghetti, remember?" She says and lets out a tiny laugh. "You were eating it like a hoover and you told everybody that if anyone touched it you would hurt them. You were starving, you said." She retells, looking down at the ground. "You were plowing through your food, when all of a sudden, Quinn suddenly drops her entire tray of stuff, causing her spaghetti to fly all over the floor. She tried to get another tray but the lunch lady wouldn't give her one."

I think back to that day and have to smile slightly. I do remember it. I wasn't in the best of moods that day because of the nightmare I had had the night before. I was starving and Streis was itching to get out of her her cage. I wasn't very nice. Plus, I was hungry.

FLASHBACK

"Jesus, why don't you take the time to breath, you pig." Santana said, recoiling in disgust as I plowed through my food. I was starving. I hadn't eaten all day and I wasn't in the best mood due to last night's intense nightmare.

"Fuccmhk ouu." I said to her, my mouth full of spaghetti. She scrunched her face up and rolled her eyes when I smirked at her.

"Seriously though, hun. Maybe you...maybe you should slow down." Cassidy said, looking highly amused. I swallowed down my current mouthful and look up at her. She wiped my chin clean and smiled at me. Which I returned immediately.

"I'm starving." I said, taking another bite. Everyone sitting at the table, minus Finn and Sam, looked at me in shock. Probably of how much food I was actually consuming. "If...amyoeen..." I swallowed again, "If anyone even thinks of touching my food, I will hurt you." I growled, glaring at Noah when he tried to swipe a meatball off the side of my plate. He hurriedly put it back and glanced at the ground.

I continued to eat my food, finding that my mood was starting to get better when all of a sudden a large crash was heard next to the table and a muffled curse. I look over with a mouth full of food to see Quinn staring at the floor, pissed off and slightly sad. My senses went into overdrive as I sat up to see what she had dropped. I frowned, seeing that her food now painted the floor.

"Crap." She said, looking at it longingly. She huffed a breath and stalked up to the lunch line again. I watched as she spoke to the cafeteria lady, yelled at her, and then stomped back over to our table, taking the seat on my left side. "Stupid lunch lady." She muttered under her breath.

"Aww, will they not give you another plate, Q?" Brittany asked, looking at the beautiful blonde with sad eyes. Quinn pouted.

"No. They said that they didn't have enough for someone so clumsy." She hissed, sending a glare towards the lunch line. She then deflated. My heart lurched. My eyes went from my food, to the empty spot in front of her. Although my stomach continued to growl, I couldn't help but notice the sadness that tinted those incredible hazel eyes. It didn't sit right with me.

"You can have mine." I found myself saying, cauing everyone at the table to look at me, shocked. "I wouldn't want you to go to class this afternoon, hungry." I explained, shrugging my shoulders and pushing the tray over to her. Quinn looks me in the eyes to see if i'm serious.

"Really?" She questioned, unsure. I nodded. I even gave her a smile. "You...you aren't hungry?" She asked and when I hear her stomach rumble I shook my head.

"No." I answered, but I blushed when my stomach suddenly groans loud enough for the whole table to hear. Most of them laugh. "Not really."

Quinn looked at me with what I think is appreciation in her eyes and she wrapped an arm around my shoulders, pulling me in for a one armed hug. She then pushes the tray in between both of us. I looked up at her.

"We can share." She said, smiling brightly at me. I smiled back, my cheeks burning.

END OF FLASHBACK

"I knew in that moment that you truly loved her, just by your reaction to her smile." Cassidy says, shrugging. "Just now, in the choir room, the way you hugged her..." She trails off, probably unsure of what to say. I know that I tend to get really intense when I hug her, but I can't help it. She smells so delicious.

"Cassidy..." I say, but stop when she shakes her head.

"I'm going on a little trip." She says and my eyes shoot to hers. She smiles. "I need to get away and clear my head." I open my mouth to protest but she holds up her hand to silence me. "I just...need to get away for a bit, ya know? I need to realize that not everything revolves around me anymore. I can't always get what I want." She says, standing up straight. "I don't know how long i'll be gone, but i'll give you updates. I promise." She says and for some unknown reason, I feel my eyes water.

"Why are you leaving me again?" I manage to say, and I know that I must have the look of betrayel across my face. Cassidy's face crumbles and she rushes over to me.

"I'm not. I...just..." She stumbles, cursing quietly to herself when she can't seem to find the right words. "You need to figure things out to...especially where Quinn is concerned."

"She'll never love me!" I shout, pulling away from her and walking towards the back of the bathroom, farthest away from the door, and farthest away from the prying ears that could be nearby. "Love will never happen for me! I won't get to love her! You are the closest thing that I have to love and now you're leaving me!" I yell, my anger rising. I huff out an angry breath and turn around to face the wall, leaning my forehead against the cool tile. I'm trying desperately not to cry.

Although I understand why she's doing this, I can't help but feel that i'm losing her. I may not feel for her, what I feel for Quinn, but I always thought of her as one of my best friends. She has been there for me for the past four weeks and hasn't complained once.

I feel her arms wrap around my waist and her face press itself into the crook of my neck. She places a tender kiss there and I feel her body shaking. I remain there, forehead against the wall, and don't say a word as a couple of tears fall down my face.

"I'm sorry." She whispers into my neck and I know she is. "I'll always love you and i'll always be there for you, but you can't expect me to stick around when there isn't anything here for me." She continues, keeping her mouth near my ear, and her arms wrapped around my waist. She's right. "I won't be gone forever, I promise. But now...I get to move on. Just like you should." She finishes and I can't help but nod, slightly. She lets go and a sudden thought occurs to me. I turn around to face her.

"You were going to leave without saying anything, weren't you?" I accuse, narrowing my eyes at her. She looks down at the ground. "That was the 'couple of things' you had to do tonight, wasn't it?" I ask and it takes her a minute before she nods. I let out a breath of disbelief. She looks at me, her eyes shining with tears.

"I didn't want to make this harder then it already is, Rachel!" She says, loudly. She throws her arms in the air. "I mean, what did you expect, huh?" I look at her and I just nod.

We both stand there, in silence. My heart was slowly breaking at the thought of losing someone that i've grown close to. She was there when my fathers' weren't, which was a lot. Recently anyways. I didn't have anyone, but her. The Lopez family, sure, but I only had them on certain nights and even then, it didn't make the lonliness go away at night. She did.

"Rachel..."

"Just go..." I whisper, looking up at her. She looks heartbroken. She nods and turns to leave. "Will you at least stay until morning?" I ask, and she pauses. She turns around and looks at me. Then nods.

"I'll be over after your hunt with..."

"I can blow them all off tonight!" I say, quickly. "They won't care." Cassidy looks at me and then smiles, shaking her head.

"No, you need to go. I'll come over afterwards." She says and I nod, a little deflated. "I'll see you later." She says and exits the bathroom, but I know very well that I won't see her later. She won't be back tonight and it breaks my damn heart that I know that she won't. I lean back against the tile wall and slide down to the floor.

I let a few tears slide down my face and lean my head against the wall. It was so hard to watch her walk away this time. Over the past four weeks, we've had so many good times. She's been the light at the end of the tunnel for me, even through my bad times. She stood by me and kept me calm. How am I gonna stay calm now? Who's gonna hold me at night when I have a nightmare and can't get back to sleep?

I wipe my eyes when I hear the door open again and for a moment, I find myself wishing that it was Cassidy, coming back to tell me that she wasn't leaving. However, i'm surprised at who I actually do see...

I know. It kinda sucks that she is leaving so soon, eventhough it feels like she just got here last chapter...oh wait...she did lol but it is very necessary for my plans. Mwuahaha! She will be back eventually, trust me. You have not seen the last of her. However, her being gone needed to be done, because I felt that my Rachel needs to grow a little more, without having a scape goat. Someone to hold her at night. Well...maybe Quinn just needs to hold her at night :P But seriously, having Cassidy gone does effect Rachel, but it also teaches her some stuff. There will be flashbacks of their time together, during the past four weeks, so she won't be completely gone, for those of you who like her. However, now it is time to focus on Quinn and how she's feeling. I think I will be doing a chapter, dedicated to Quinn's feeling only. It may not be a very long chapter, but it will involve everyone, just from Quinn's POV. I'm thinking chapter after next, perhaps? Anyways, next chapter WILL have Faberry goodness. It is already started. So until then, enjoy...oh yes...don't forget...

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