I'm really sorry for taking so long. But my beta could not help anymore and I just trying to find another one... I have already 2 mouths looking for someone and until now I could not find it. So... plz just a little pacience. And if there's any beta reader alive out there just send a PM. tks.
Ellen DeGeneres as usual opens her talk show dancing for the audience. She had been informed just before going on air that the program was reaching a peak audience because of calls on twitter announcing the presence of her guest for today show.
She saw the agitation of all those people in the audience and she couldn't be more pleased. She finally sat down in his chair, and as usual, DJ Tony called her and started a random conversation.
"Hey Tony, do you realize that today we probably got the highest audience across America?"
The DJ feigned surprise turning his thumbs up in celebration and Ellen continued.
"Yeah I think our audience should be worth more than a million dollars by now."
The crowd began to stir. Ellen pauses and smile.
"You guys are a little impatient today."
The crowd stirs even more.
"Wow. Well. Today the program was not planned. Everything took place in the eleventh hour. Yesterday I received a call that made me so happy that I made our production literally stop everything they were doing and change our entire schedule for today. And well by the reaction of all of you guys here and on twitter, I think I made the right decision."
Ellen gets up and walks towards the entrance where all the guests appeared.
"She may have self-invited to come today, but undoubtedly she is more than welcome and really feel a great honor to have with me in my show. Oh, and I really would be at 'dog's house' if my Portia was not as crazy about her as I am. Therefore, I guess if I take home her autograph, Portia will not mind that I announce that today I am very proud to talk to the beautiful, sexy, talented and one of the most expensive kisses of Hollywood, the American's Sweetheart Quinn Fabray!"
When Quinn made her appearance Ellen offered her hand to escort her to her seat at the middle of the stage. The entire crown screamed. Quinn smiled completely thrilled with all the affection she was receiving.
She had heard several 'Quinn we love you!' and 'Quinn we're with you' or even 'Quinn you deserve to be happy' and some 'You got her girl'.
She had to blink several times to prevent tears.
"Wow..." Quinn said bowing and expressing her gratitude.
Rachel watched everything in her hotel room in Boston. She had travelled after their meeting with the Quinn's manager, Nigel.
At first, Quinn wanted to go with her, but moments before they could decide it Quinn received a call from Ellen to confirming the actress's presence on the talk show next day. Ellen assured her that she was already organizing everything and that the show will be 'a live show', so Quinn had to stay in LA.
Nevertheless, they would meet each other 24 hours later in NYC.
The arrangements for Carmen's surgery and transfer didn't take the time Rachel expected, so she was already doing her check out and ready to board to NYC. She would wait for Quinn in New York, the actress would be boarding shortly after her interview. Rachel would take this time to complete her planning of 'The most perfect long weekend of all time by Rachel Berry', the power point was not exactly ready, but Rachel had everything listed and organized in topics in her mind already.
She called the hotel's concierge and confirmed when her car would arrive to take her to the airport. Then she sat down on the edge of the bed to pay attention to the TV. It seemed that the crowd had stopped screaming and Ellen was already talking to Quinn.
"It's so good to have you here, Quinn. I was surprised with your agent's call but I have to ask why you took so long to come to my program? It's kind of hurt me deeply."
"It's good to be here and I thank you for the opportunity but I have to say… you never invited me to come to your show! I had to call! That hurt me deeply!"
The audience laughed along with Quinn and Ellen threw her hands up.
"Okay. Okay. I have to admit it, though. I had to learn to deal with it but my wife always tells me to shut up when she's watching one of your movies. I was totally jealous. Yeah. I admit it."
"Wow. I'm speechless I only hope you overcome this."
"Yeah I have already done with it. I thought that the fact that I have found out lately that you prefer brunettes also helped a lot with it."
The crowd hushed completely anxious. Ellen had a smile in the corner of her mouth and Quinn could not help but smile when she answered.
"Yeah I guess I prefer the little brunettes."
Ellen got up and pointed to one of the cameras, her hand up.
"She said it! Stay with us until we come back with Quinn Fabray!"
The audience screamed while applauding fervently.
Quinn was very surprised. She didn't expect a response so intense and so positive and she could not be happier. In a few hours, she would be free from all the pressure to hide her feelings for Rachel. And all this feeling of loneliness that swept over her when Rachel went alone to the airport will go away.
In a few hours, they would be together in NYC.
The show made a break and Rachel sighed.
It was done.
Now everyone will know that Quinn Fabray was gay for Rachel Berry.
From that moment on everything in the actress life and career will change. Quinn was putting her life on sell for all tabloid on earth facing the possibility of losing bids and stop sign contracts to some more traditional companies all because of Rachel.
Nobody ever did something like that for her. And Rachel would do everything she could to preserve the feeling that was growing between them.
She would do anything to protect Quinn.
The phone rings with the receptionist warning about the arrival of Rachel's car. The brunette grabs her coat and turns off the television.
The show's producer screamed "We came back in 30 seconds!" Meanwhile the two celebrities keeping their little chat during the commercial break. After Quinn take some pictures with a couple of teenagers Ellen had called her for a brief conversation.
She held Quinn's hands between her own.
"Nervous?" The old blonde asks.
"Extremely." The younger responds sincerity.
"The worst part is over. And you saw their reaction? They love you and everything will be okay kid."
"ON AIR." Someone screams and Ellen turns to one of the cameras.
"We're back with Quinn Fabray coming out of the closet?"
Quinn chuckled.
"I guess so." She says.
"Well, Quinn from experience I can say that this must be the most frightening and wonderful moment of your life, huh?"
Quinn sighs and nodded.
"This is definitely the scariest moment of my life. I have supported gay rights for a long time by now. Long before I find out that I'm gay and all I can say it is that is rare to have the support when you came out for large audiences like this... but the kindness and love that I feel from this public... I only feel blessed."
The audience applauded wildly.
"Homosexuality is still seen as an anomaly by some people and we..." The younger blonde sought for Ellen's hand, who immediately joined her and held her tight. "…and we're really discriminated in certain social circles. I just hope that everyone just could remember that love is love no matter what. We just need to respect people without discriminate them for whom they love. I've already embraced this cause long before I realize I was gay the difference today is that it has become a battle for my own rights. I didn't change my point of view on this issue and I won't hide who I am because any social or business convenience. This is who I am and I finally realized it how is being truly in love. So pleased to meet you world, I'm Quinn Fabray, and I'm gay and love is love, that's all."
Everyone stood up to applaud.
Ellen hugged the actress.
"Wow. I'm really glad you like brunettes." Ellen says raising her fingers. "Beautiful. Sexy. Famous. Rich and eloquent! I was going to lose my wife in the blink of an eye! Portia, my dear, you'll have to settle with me for the rest of our lives! She likes brunettes!"
Quinn could not hold her laugh neither the public.
"Oh, I have a gift for you!" Ellen continued, grabbing a bag that was hidden behind her seat. She takes a little pot from the inside of the bag and shows it to Quinn, who realizing the joke starts laughing even more.
"Those are body moisturizers! Well. I was in doubt about what kind of essence you would like more so I chose three of them; Strawberry..." And she took another small pot, showing it to the audience. "Blueberry..." And the last little pot made Quinn laugh so hard that her eyes began to water. "...and Rachel Berry..."
"I think that this one is definitely my favorite." Quinn said holding a small jar with a photo of Rachel, with the label '100% Rachel Berry' was written about it.
"Rachel will love it." Quinn said between laughs.
"Oh, I also have something for her that you will surely like it."
Ellen said raising a little T-shirt with big bold letters "Quinn is my Queen" stamped on it.
"Oh, she absolutely will wear it."
The rest of the interview went as pleasant as possible and Quinn, Ellen and all public present could not be more pleased.
An hour later Quinn and Ellen said goodbye to each other, after Quinn promise her – and Portia by phone - that she and Rachel would accept an invitation to dinner at their house as soon as they returned to NY.
Luc walked beside Quinn in the studio. Nigel called the actress to let her know about how fast the news has already spread by numerous websites and magazines. Everyone was calling him asking for photos, magazine covers and exclusive interviews with the couple. Nigel had ensured her that the public seemed to take very well her relationship with Rachel and that Luc would be working on the actress agenda, while she was going to meet the brunette in NYC.
Luc stopped the car at the entrance of Quinn's home in Bel Air.
"Who will take you to the airport, Miss?"
"You don't need to worry with this, Luc. Rachel asked Tony to pass by later. I think in nearly two hours he'll be here and my flight leaves only by the end of the afternoon."
"Okay Miss. Have a safe trip. And have fun."
Quinn smiled and nodded to her assistant. She was eager to embark. Rachel had sent her a message a few hours ago saying that she was already landing in NYC.
Quinn came home and hurried to get in her room. She dropped her coat on the bed and began taking off her shirt.
But what she saw in the mirror made her freeze.
"Hello my love."
"Alex?"
Rachel jumped back in fright.
"Jesse! You said you'd wait at the hotel!"
"I changed my mind. What? Can I be kind enough to come get my best friend at the airport?" He looked around. "Where's your 'one-million-blonde'?"
Rachel frowned.
"Oh, admit it. It turned to a verbiage."
"Asshole." She said "She'll be here later. I barely can wait to see her. It's like almost 24 hours away from her and my heart feels like it will break. And I hate this feeling."
"Hmm. Oh, such a love birds. I'm bored already. Coffee? I just love this little coffee shop in the airport..."
Quinn tried not to let her panic show.
"Alex? What are you doing here? H-how did you get in?"
"Quinnie. Love. You really thought that I actually didn't keep any copies of the keys of our love nest? You've always been very naïve. My little girl from Ohio..."
He slowly walked toward her. Quinn circled the bed, but there was no way out. The bedroom's only door was right behind Alex.
"You have no right to be here."
His face stiffened.
"You want to talk about rights? How about what are you doing with my reputation? Do you think is right to skunk it, don't you?"
"What are you talking about?"
Alex closed the door with a bang.
"Shut up, bitch!"
He was visibly changed.
He was clearly furious. And Quinn shook with fear.
Jesse took a sip of his cappuccino.
"You're going to call her again? Geez, Rach give her some time to breath. Otherwise she will get sick of you."
"I-I don't know. I need to talk to her the program has been over for some time now and she didn't call me yet...I just have this feeling…"
"Control freak." He whispered.
"Shut up St. James! Quinn always calls me or answer me by WhatsApp. She never let me waiting this long."
"Control freak."
"SHUT UP BITCH!" Alex shouted.
Quinn cried hard. Alex had already surrounded the bed and the first slap in her the face made her fall into bed.
"You're a lesbian now? . Can't. Be. You're not some one of those dick haters sluts. You just sold yourself to that little whore for publicity! Yeah. And because of that all those newspapers are having a feast day with my name ..."
He grabbed Quinn by her hair and lifted her from the bed. She screamed in pain while she tried to defend herself from him, but she could find the strength for it.
"Stop shaking your bitch." He said, spitting out the words on her. "Is this what you want to be now, isn't it? A man? For that is how we beat a man.
The punch in the top of her stomach made Quinn bend without air. She fell to her knees spitting a little blood.
"P-please ... stop..." Quinn gasped.
A song began to play softly. Alex stopped and looked around. He located Quinn's iPhone in her coat's pocket on the bed. His face contorted with hatred, when he saw on the screen a picture of Quinn kissing the cheek of a smiling Rachel. He put the phone in front of Quinn.
"She does not answer me." Rachel said.
"She may be in the bath." Jesse replied.
"Rach..." Quinn called between tears while Alex shouted insults shaking her iPhone in front of her.
Rachel rose off from the chair impatiently.
"No. I-I need to talk to her something's wrong."
"Now you're overreacting, Rachel."
Rachel could even be wrong, but she has a bad feeling about that. She had to speak to Quinn.
"You were my woman! I gave you pleasure! I made you cum, bitch"
Alex was completely out of his mind. The bitterness… the repugnance ... the lack of emotional control. Quinn already knew some fragments of his aggressive behavior, but at no time during their many fights, he had gone beyond insults and slamming doors but now he was dragging her across the room, holding tightly in her hair while she begged him to let her go.
"I'm not gay, Quinn and you will deny this. I'll make you remember how much you liked when I fucked you!"
"N-Noooo please don't... Rachel ... please... help..."
"Tony! Where are you?" Rachel almost cried when her assistant answered his phone.
"I'm currently parked in front of Miss Fabray's house, Rachel. I got her an early fly to New York on a private plane. I thought she would like to…"
"Tony! I have to talk to Quinn. She does not answer the phone and..."
Tony walked down the sidewalk that led to the front door of the actress's residence.
"How dare you to ask for her, bitch?" Alex slap her again and Quinn fell nearly unconscious in bed.
He climbed into bed and pulled out of his pants a small handgun pointing it on Quinn's face.
"Tony, please. I'm having this awful feeling. Please... I need to talk to her."
Tony rolls his eyes. His boss was a little melodramatic sometimes. He neared the door ready to knock, when he heard something that sounded like muffled cries of someone.
"Please! Stop. Please...help" Quinn pleaded desperately through tears. Alex tore the shirt she was wearing.
"You will remember how it is to have a man, Quinn."
"NOOOOO!" She yelled as loud as she could. "No! Don't! Please! Rachel. I need you."
Tony froze for a moment 'That was Quinn.' Rachel still talked incessantly on the phone.
"RACHEL!" Tony said dryly, making the brunette to shut up. "Call the police in LA now!"
Rachel's legs could not support her body anymore and she fell on the floor. Jesse ran swiftly to her side.
"Rachel?! What's happen-"
She took a few seconds to react and then she pulled his shirt by the collar, while she got up at once and screamed before heading out from the Café running to the next rental jet company.
"Call 911 in LA! Quinn is at home in danger!"
Tony kicked the bedroom door. Alex jumped surprised, dropping Quinn's throat, which now was lying motionless on the bed.
Rachel yelled at one of the receptionist of a small rental planes company.
"Can't you understand what I'm saying? I need to be in LOS ANGELS NOW! NO MATTER HOW MUCH IT COSTS! PUT ME ON A PLANE! NOW!
One of Quinn's neighbors heard all those screams coming from the actress's home and pulled his phone from his pocket and dialed 911 when he heard that terrible scary sound.
"Hello. Please this is an emergency. I just heard three gun shots being fired at Quinn Fabray residence."
