AN: Okay, so for all of you who were looking forward to my G!P one-shot that have not read it yet, it has already been published. It is entitled "Under Your Spell" and I hope you enjoy. For those of you who did not want that I apologize for the delay in posting this update. Anyway, on with the fic.


Quinn was lying in her bed, her hands covering her face as she held back sobs. She couldn't believe it. Everything had seemed so perfect, she was certain that it was all a dream. The reality though was far worse. Magic was real and Rachel, poor sweet Rachel, was under a love spell. A powerful one that was apparently irreversible. At least that's what Quinn's spell book told her. She didn't know if that was true, but she had a feeling that it was.

She wanted to fix or at least try to, but there was also another part of her that didn't. The moment that Rachel had left, Quinn had reread the pages for the spell that she had cast. Towards the bottom there was a warning of sorts. It was hand written, much like everything else but it was faded which gave Quinn the impression that the words were inscribed by someone other than the person who had originally made the spell book.

According to what was written, the effects of the spell would differentiate depending on certain circumstances. It was very clear but as Quinn understood it the effects of the spell were dependent on Rachel's original feelings for her. There was no telling what that meant… unless. A thought came to her and leapt out of bed for spell book. She didn't want to risk toying with magic again; it had already done enough harm, but she was confident that a truth serum was nothing to be afraid of. The worst case scenario would be finding out that Rachel really hated her after all, and if that were the case then it was nothing less than what Quinn thought she deserved after what she had done.

As she read the potion over, Quinn found that it was simple enough to produce. She had actually been expecting odd ingredients like eye of newt or frog legs, but she was glad to know that she wouldn't have to trick Rachel into consuming something like that. All she would need to do was gather a few simple herbs, which she should easily be able to get at a local grocery store, and mix them in a particular fashion.

The sun was already setting, but still she set out and started getting to work. The trip to the store took no more than a half hour and after that she was immediately back in her room. The instructions she had were very precise. She would have to mix things in precise amounts, stir them a specific amount of times and in a certain direction. Quinn didn't know what would happen if the potion wasn't prepared properly and she was afraid to find out. An honest mistake could have catastrophic repercussions.

Just thinking about it, she couldn't help but wonder if perhaps she had made a mistake in casting her love spell in the first place. Granted, casting the spell had been a mistake in itself but maybe she had done something wrong while casting it. There were so many unknown variables. That didn't sit well with Quinn. Things for her were always so planned and calculated. In her younger years her life had been all but set out for her, and in her high school years she liked to take all the facts into consideration before choosing the correct course of action.

In retrospect, that may have been one of the main reasons that she had never tried going after Rachel before. And while Quinn still didn't know whether or not doing so would have ended up well or not, she did know that she had never been happier than when she thought that their love for each other had been genuine. As things were, Quinn had little to no chance at finding Rachel a cure. But she at least wanted to know if somehow the girl she loved really did love her back. With a heavy sigh, she continued on with her work until her concoction turned deep blue. So far so good. Quinn reread the instructions and let the mixture sit, as was written, until the color faded and the potion became clear. It looked much like water without a single trace of the ingredients that she had put it.

Quinn was quite intrigued by how that could have happened. Out of curiosity, she took a sniff and found no recognizable scent. She had to wonder if this potion was designed to be undetectable. It would have made sense if it was. Quinn could just image the way people had used this potion in the past. It would prove to be very easy to slip into someone's drink. With that in mind Quinn brought the potion into the kitchen to find an appropriate contain to store in it until she needed it. She then did her homework and went to sleep.

The following day she got up early to make Rachel and herself some lunch complete. Each of their lunches had bottle of freshly squeezed orange juice in it. Rachel's was laced with the truth serum. It was most likely guilt that drove her actions, but Quinn reminded herself that she had practicing how to make vegan friendly meals for a while now. Quinn was pretty good in the kitchen and so she liked the idea of making Rachel something to eat, especially since she knew that Rachel wasn't much of a cook. This though was not the ideal situation.

She drove off for school and like the day before she met Rachel right outside the building. Rachel leapt up into her arms and kissed her softly. When she pulled back there was a small pout on her face. "Is there something wrong?" she asked, her brows furrowed. Quinn quickly shook her head but she could see that Rachel wasn't convinced. She pulled out the lunch that she had made and presented it to her girlfriend.

"Here, I made this for you."

The show of affection was enough to get Rachel's attention. She grabbed the bagged lunch and peered inside. Rachel let out an, "Aww," and hugged Quinn once more. "That's so sweet of you." She pecked Quinn on the cheek and took her by the hand. "I have the best girlfriend ever." Guilt filled Quinn up and she instinctively squeezed Rachel's hand tighter as she sought out some comfort. But then Rachel's eyes shot over to her and she was forced to pretend like she was okay.

"I made the orange juice myself. It's nice and fresh."

Rachel beamed and let out a tiny squeal. For the third time in just a few minutes, Quinn found herself to be once more wrapped in Rachel's arms. It felt so good to be in her embrace. Quinn could have been content to stay like that forever, and she would have said so if did have the feeling that Rachel would suggest to do just that. She held on for a while and gently brushed Rachel's hair.

The first few hours of school were the worst that Quinn had ever experienced and that included the time that she had been pregnant. Every second that passed by was second closer to the moment of truth, literally. She felt ill and wanted so much to call her mom and her excuse her from the rest of her classes. She couldn't face Rachel's rejection after finally getting a glimpse of what it would be like to be with her, but it was something that she knew she had to do. Her behavior didn't go unnoticed. Brittany and Santana could tell that something was up, but neither of them knew exactly what. Brittany was under the impression that Quinn was nervous about finally having a girlfriend and Santana just wanted to get their double date over with. Apparently that's all that Brittany had been able to talk about since Quinn and Rachel had gotten together.

Quinn didn't know how she was supposed to tell Brittany that their double date probably wouldn't happen. She knew that she couldn't tell them about the spell. They wouldn't believe her. Well, at least Santana wouldn't believe her. She'd probably laugh at her. Brittany on the other hand would chastise her and tell her that it was wrong to cast a love spell on Rachel in the first place. And that would just make Quinn feel worse.

Time seemed to go slowly but after a while the bell rang to signal the beginning of lunch. Quinn swallowed thickly and marched out of class. For a number of reasons she wanted for her and Rachel to eat alone. Rachel thought the idea was romantic and eagerly agreed. They had settled on the choir room. Quinn found Rachel anxiously waiting outside. She cheerfully greeted Quinn with an energetic wave and then kissed her before they went inside.

They sat on the piano bench. Almost instantly, Rachel went for the orange juice and took a quick sip. "It's delicious." Quinn chuckled nervously. There was no description of what the potion would taste like, but she was glad to know that it didn't ruin the taste of the orange juice. It probably had no taste which further confirmed Quinn's impression that it designed to administered in secret.

"Yeah, do you want some?" Rachel asked, offering Quinn a sip.

"No thanks," Quinn shook her head. "I have my own." She pulled out an identical bottle of juice. She took a sip and started to eat just Rachel did the same. Her fears were getting to her. She nibbled on her food, periodically glancing in Rachel's direction. Slowly, she drank more and more of the truth serum. It wouldn't need much for it to take effect, but Quinn simply ate. She would ask the question that she needed to. Sooner or later she would, but most likely it would be later.

She took pleasure in Rachel's company and observed her as she ate her lunch. She seemed to like it. She seemed to really like it. Her reaction was true. That much was apparent. This was it. Quinn leaned in and grabbed Rachel by the face. She pulled her in for a kiss that seemed to last forever and yet ended too soon. "Wow. What was that for?"

"Do you love me?"

"What?" Rachel's face scrunched up in confusion. Quinn would have thought that she looked cute if she wasn't so worried about what she might soon hear.

"Do you love me?" she repeated, fighting back tears.

"Yes Quinn, of course I do."

She wanted to take that answer as is, but if she did then she'd consistently question what if. Quinn knew she had to push things further. "Do you really love me? Do you truly and honestly love me? Can promise me that you love me and that it's not because of anything else?"

"Anything else?" Rachel was still confused. "Like what?"

"Like… like a spell."

"A spell? Quinn don't be silly," Rachel chuckled.

"Rachel please," Quinn pleaded. She watched as Rachel studied her features. Rachel cupped her cheek, gently stroking it with her thumb. Quinn's eyes fluttered closed for a second. Then she felt lips upon her own and then they were gone. Her eyes opened and Rachel was still looking at her with her big brown eyes. She rubbed circles upon her cheek with her thumb as she smiled softly.

"Yes Quinn. I don't know what this is about, but I do love you. I truly, honestly love you with all my heart. And I love you for no other reason other than the fact that I love you. I feel butterflies in my stomach when I'm around you, my heart races, it's like I'm walking on air. You make me happy. You make me feel complete. I don't know how else I can say it." Tears fell from her eyes and she wiped them away with the back of her hand. "I love you Quinn. I just love you." Quinn pulled Rachel into her arms. Rachel cried into Quinn's shoulder as Quinn cried into Rachel's.

"I love you too Rachel. I love you so much."