Rachel POV

I woke up with a minor headache. Then the memories started coming back, last night I was with Santana. I recall last night's events easily, we drank wine, talked, danced, and the kiss. I couldn't help but smile because it's been awhile since I had that much fun.

I look over at the clock, and it's eleven a.m. which for me, is extremely late. I make my way over to the bathroom and brush my teeth, before heading out to the kitchen where my thoughts on what I wanted to eat were interrupted by Kurt. Who was sitting on the counter, giving me a smirk?

"So how it go? I want all the dirty details" He asked.

"There are no dirty details to tell."

"Something must have happened because Santana texted me late last night informing me you were still with her."

"What is it with you and Santana? Are you guys like best friends all of a sudden."

"Am I sensing a little jealousy. To answer your question no we are not best friends, but we do get along surprisingly well. And she keeps updated on what's Blaine wearing to work when I'm away. I like to make sure he wears the clothes I laid out for him."

"You pick Blaine's clothes, isn't he a little too old for that" Rachel couldn't help but laugh at her friend's antics.

"Blaine's sense of fashion is a bit dull, As my a fashion designer's husband he needs to look his best because his clothes reflect on me. Anyway, I texted Santana first because Noah was asking where you were."

That when I started feeling guilty. "Oh my God, Noah" I can't believe I forgot about my son.

"What did you say?"

"He was surprised you weren't home. I just told him you were out with a friend."

"Thanks, Kurt, for not telling him about Santana."

"So you were with Santana?" I hear coming from behind me was Noah grabbing the cereal box.

I felt like a deer caught in headlights. But then I remembered it was a school day.

"The better question is why aren't you in school?"

"Mom you are avoiding the question, but it's okay I'm going to let it slide this time," he said heading back to his room with the cereal box leaving me with Kurt.

"So when are you going to see her again?"

I made sure to look around that Noah wasn't in the room before answering.

"I don't know, I mean I promised to see her again."

"So last night went well if you agreed to see her again."

"It did, I feel like a teenager again you know. The butterflies in my stomach when I see her, it feels weird you know."

Kurt was about to respond when Noah walked out with his bookbag in hand.

"Before I leave to school I just want to say Santana is super hot" and he didn't give me time to respond before he left.

"He isn't wrong you know" that was Kurt.

"So have you decided when you are going to see her again."

"I don't know Kurt, isn't it too soon. And after the whole Jesse thing."

"Please, don't start thinking about him. You haven't mentioned him in weeks ever since Santana brought you the roses at my house; you haven't even thought about him or even been upset about the fact he got with someone else."

Kurt wasn't wrong; I don't feel anything when I think of Jesse. Tricked yes, hurt no.

"I know but even though I like Santana. I don't think that at the moment I'm capable of seeing her as more than a friend."

But then again she kissed me, and it felt so good, but Kurt doesn't need to know that.

"Rachel, come on you have a young, attractive, smart, funny woman after you, and you are going to friend zone her. If I were in your position, I would already have her tied to my bed. What do you have to lose?"

"Kurt, I don't know if I could handle falling for her and then losing her." and that was the truth. I already lost Finn. Jesse doesn't count because my attraction for Santana clarifies that I never really liked Jesse.

"Rachel, you can't live your life in fear of what might happen. You deserve to be happy, and Santana might make you happy."

"And there is the age difference" which is my biggest insecurity, I mean I'm more than a decade older than her.

"Come on get dressed we going out."

"Where are we going?"

"To get you a new wardrobe. Your closet looks like you raided Hillary Clinton's closet in 1992. You don't even own a pair of jeans. Not even mom jeans. You need a serious upgrade. But first get some trash bags we need to clear some space."

After arguing for what seem to be forever, Kurt agreed to let me keep three outfits. But the rest was gone. And we made our way to Fifth Ave. I felt like Vivian from Pretty Woman.

After a long day of shopping, we made our way to Mercedes studio.

"Kurt what are we doing here?"

"I spoke to Mercedes, and she feels terrible about what happened. And she is the best hairstylist in New York, and a new clothes mean nothing without a great hair cut."

We entered the building and before I even had a chance to say hello. Mercedes was already apologizing.

"I'm sorry, I was out of line with what I said about Santana. It just that Sam asked for a Divorce, and I was upset and angry, and I took it out on you. I had no right to do that I am sorry."

"It's okay if you want to talk you know we are here for you."

"Enough talking, let's get back to the makeover" Kurt was never one for emotional conversations.

Kurt was right, after a getting a full makeover, I felt much better, younger even. For the first time in a few years, I let my hair. I felt rejuvenated, and I'm not going to lie it felt good.

It was already the late afternoon by the time I got home. I didn't even realize I had left my phone until I saw it on the kitchen counter. I had a few text from Noah informing me he was going over to his friend's house. And a text from Santana sent a couple of hours ago, and she couldn't help but smile. Kurt was right I needed to live a little.

Santana's POV

I managed to get to work on time, even after barely sleeping last night. As soon as I got in, I was already being called in Blaine's office.

I hope this is about work and not the fact that I got drunk with his sister last night. Play it cool Santana play it cool. He couldn't possibly know, but he is Kurt's husband, and I did text, Kurt.

Okay, play cool, don't say anything.

As soon as I walk in Dani was sitting in one of the chairs, in the office. I immediately calmed down, because I know this probably had nothing to do with Rachel.

"What's up boss man? Dani."

'Lopez sit down the company needs more online traffic. We are going to introducing short online news videos in hopes of attracting a younger audience. Because the youth of today apparently doesn't like to read. This is the part where you two come in. You two are going to head the new department, which means bigger checks and larger offices. Any questions."

I have a couple starting with "why us?"

"You two have been selected because since Dani started working here, we have had a 5% increase in our youth demographic, and Santana well you are one of our best writers, who isn't afraid to get out your comfort zone. I hope you work well together because well you are stuck together."

Ok, Question number two "how big of a raise we talking here, and do our work hours change?"

"Right now we are raising your hourly wage by $10, if the project is successful, you might be looking at your current salary being doubled. Your work hours are the same. But you will have more deadline to meet which reminds me your first proposal is due tomorrow. Okay if there are no more questions you can both go."

We both leave the office, and Dani was talking to me about something, but I honestly tuned her out, I wonder what Rachel was doing right now.

"Hello Santana, your place or mines?"

"Sorry, Dani, what?"

"Do you want to work on the proposal for tomorrow at your place or mine?"

"Mines."

"Okay."

We both headed to our desks. I decided to skip my lunch break and finish my article instead. By the time I was done, it was around 3. I decided that by now Rachel must have been up and if not on the verge of waking up.

To Mi Reina- I know we agreed to see each other again, but I can't stop thinking about you. I can't wait to see you again.

Santana was eagerly waiting for a response but when it didn't come she just assumed Rachel was busy.

Santana was stuck at work a little late waiting for Dani so finish up her work, so they can go home and finish up their project. After Dani had finished up, they left to the train home. Santana didn't like driving to work because the traffic in the city was a bitch.

Once they got out the train it started to pour, and neither Santana or Dani had an umbrella. They sprinted the four blocks they needed to walk to get to Santana's apartment, but they were still soaked by the time they made it to the apartment.

"I seriously hate the rain, do you mind if I borrow some clothes?"

"No, not at all, the towels are in the closet and take whatever you want to wear."

Santana went in to show Dani where everything is and left to give her the privacy to change.

Dani came out wearing on of Santana's old college sweatshirt and a pair of boxer briefs. While Dani looked good in her clothes, she couldn't help but think about how much better it would have been had it been Rachel in her clothes. She got her mind out of the gutter and went to shower and change in some dry clothes.

She had just finished changing into some basketball shorts and a T-shirt when she heard the door ring.

She went to open the door. And she was surprised when she saw Rachel standing in front of her. But that wasn't the most surprising thing, it was the fact Rachel had her hair down (for the first time since I have known her), underneath her raincoat which was open she was wearing some fitted jeans, I could only imagine how it must make her ass look beyond fine, and the shirt showed a decent amount of cleavage. If she thought Rachel looked good before, she looked a hundred times better now.

Santana was frozen in place, speechless.

"Hi, um I was stopping by-, oh I'm sorry I didn't know you were busy-, I'll leave now." her shy bashful smiled instantly disappeared.

Wait what happened, it took longer than it should have to react, I turn around I see Dani, and it clicked. Rachel must have thought before I could finish processing that thought. I run after her, but the elevator's door closed. I rushed down the stairs. I was able to catch her before she got in the cab.

"Rachel wait, don't go."

'I'm sorry I didn't mean to interrupt; I should have called."

"No, you didn't interrupt anything. I can explain-"

"You don't have to you can do whatever you want, I was the one that should have called you are allowed to be interested in more women."

"No Rachel listen, We weren't doing anything. We were assigned to work on a project together, and we decided to come to my apartment to work on it. But when we got off the train it was raining, and we didn't have an umbrella so we were soaked when we got to the apartment and I let borrow some dry clothes. You have to believe me."

Rachel looked at me for awhile before speaking "I believe you."

"For future reference, if I were remotely interested in Dani, I would not have left my apartment ran down six flight of stairs and chased you. Barefoot I might add, the only person I would stand for in a puddle of dirty water on a New York City sidewalk while getting wet is for you."

"you could have asked her to wear pants you know?'' I heard a little teasing in her voice.

"Rachel believe me when I say she could have been naked; I wouldn't have cared or be interested in her. Look at her maybe-" she lightly smacked arm but she had a smile on her face "ouch, the only person I have eyes for is standing right in front of me."

We had both forgotten about the cab, who seemed annoyed and honked the horn. Without thinking, I got in the cab with Rachel. I said gave to the direction to my favorite place. Rachel kept looking at me curiously. When we finally arrived, it then that I remembered I was barefoot and didn't even have my wallet.

Rachel must have figured out what I thought because she only laughed, and paid the cab. We made to the Italian Restaurant and thankfully Luke was working today, he saw my worse days, so I know I won't be receiving judgment from him.

"You like this place don't you?"

"I love it, got me through some tough times."

"Hello Santana" Luke ushered us to a very private corner table in the back.

When we seated, I finally got a chance to see Rachel's ass, and I was completely right.

"You aren't very discreet you know."

Without thinking, I quickly said inelegantly. "I wasn't trying to; your ass looks divine in those jeans" I was bitten distracted, she was blushing and not standing up and leaving. But I should start watching what I say.

"Today confirmed something very important to me." She likes me.

"What, exactly?"

"You Ms. Rachel Berry like me." she rolled her eyes at me. I was enjoying this casual and relaxed side of her; I only had a glimpse of in her all relaxed with her guard down when she was tipsy state last night.

"And how did you confirmed that?"

"Well, that's easy. You were jealous of Dani, and two, you are sitting here with me in this restaurant while I like and likely smell like a wet dog. And last but not least you got all dressed up for me. And what started this whole thing is you came to me."

"I was most certainly not jealous, and maybe I'm just taking pity on you."

"Nah, you like me, and you didn't deny that you got dressed up for me."

"I didn't get all dressed up for you, but now that we are on the topic you aren't exactly dressed to impress at the moment. "

"If you say so, although I'm more than welcoming this new look, I don't care what you wear. No fair, you caught me at the wrong moment."

The waiter came to take our order.

Rachel POV.

When I went to see Santana, I wasn't expecting to end up going out to a restaurant, and I wasn't prepared for how much more self-conscious I was going to get. After the waiter had taken our order, by chance, I took a minute to look around the restaurant and I kept seeing young couples when I saw a man who looked similar to Jesse I quickly felt my insecurities start creeping back up.

"Hey, Rachel you okay?"

"Did you ever cheat on your wife?" I don't know what I thought when I asked her that, but it was too late to take it back. She seemed taken aback by the question. I just let my insecurities ruin what was going so well.

"No, well not physically anyway I thought about it, although it's funny you ask."

"What do you mean?"

"You have to lean in if you want me to tell you."

Now our faces were less than a foot apart.

"Well you see, every time I imagined myself with another person, it was always, always a woman older and shorter than me." Before I registered what happened, she held my hand and kissed my knuckles. Santana is charming, dangerously so. I couldn't help the smile that comes on my face nor the small laugh I let out. Only Santana can take my failed attempt at conservation and make it work. The rest of the night went by smoothly, and the conversational topics were kept light.

We ended staying a while longer after we finished dinner just talking. Once we left the restaurant, we took a cab back to her apartment. I informed the cab driver to keep the meter running it was late, and I needed to get home.

"You are welcome to drop by my apartment anytime you please if the result is always spending time with you. I had a very good time tonight...but I need to ask for one thing before you go, can I borrow your phone." I found it an odd request but I handed my phone anyway, she held it up at an angle and clicked a few buttons.

"It was bad enough I forgot my wallet, so I wanted to give you something for treating like a lady this evening." I was confused, but I quickly noticed she set my lock screen with a selfie she had quickly taken.

"I know it's not the best picture, but now I know you will at least think about me during the day. Now that my face will be your new lock screen."

I was distracted looking at the lowly lit picture of my lock screen, I missed her getting close. And all of a sudden her arms are around my waist and her lips just a few inches from mine.

"Can I kiss you?" I visibly gulp and give a small nod.

Her lips tentatively made contact with mine, her lips were soft, and slowly but steadily the kiss grew deeper a let a little moan escape, and she slowly pulled away. Our foreheads still connected while we caught our breath.

That kiss was indescribable. And the post-kiss bliss short lived because the cab started honking its horn.

"Do you have to go?" Santana said giving me a quick peck

"Yes, I do. So stop pouting."

"Ugh, I'll you soon though right."

'Yes.'

"You promise?" she kissed my cheek.

"I promise, I have to go the cab is growing impatient."

"I officially hate cabs."

I felt bold and give her a quick peck before entering the cab. "Bye."

Santana POV

Santana came home to find Dani asleep in the living room. She had completely forgotten about the girl and her deadline for tomorrow. She looked at the clock, and it was almost midnight. She gently tried to wake up Dani, knowing from experience that sleeping on the couch was uncomfortable.

"Hey Dani"

"Um, what time is it?"

"It ten to midnight."

"I stayed and finished the proposal for tomorrow."

"About that it so sorry, I just left leaving you here to do all the work, I promise it won't happen again."

"It's no problem, whatever happened looked important, just try not to make it a habit."

"Scout's honor."

"I'll head out, see you tomorrow at work."

"Yeah, see you tomorrow."

After Dani had left, I laid on my bed thinking about how good today had been. I got to go out with Rachel today, more importantly, I got to kiss Rachel, really kiss her while Rachel was completely sober, and she moaned into the kiss, it was so fucking sexy. Not to mention how good Rachel was looking today, her ass in those jeans. I was going to have great dreams tonight.

This was the perfect end to the day; tomorrow was Friday, and I get to see Jade this was the beginning of the perfect weekend.

I texted Rachel to ask if she got home okay, after Rachel replied, I slept like a baby.

Friday we spent the day texting each other back and forth. I want to see where this goes because I know for a fact I am in love with Rachel Berry.

Brittany POV

Despite teaching a night class on Friday, it was my favorite day of the week because it was the end of the work week for both Quinn and me. I came home to incredible sight, Quinn was wearing sweats and seemed relaxed, there is nothing on this earth sexier than a comfortable, stress-free, sweatpants wearing Quinn. I set my bag aside and made my way over to the kitchen where Quinn was preparing dinner. She was swaying her hips to the music that was flowing through her headphones, and given the quirky dance moves, she was executing she was having fun.

I made my way over to her getting into her line of sight trying not to scare her while she held a knife in her hand. She saw and quickly removed her headphones, placing down the knife. She gave me a quick kiss.

'Hey babe, I didn't hear you come in."

"Yeah, I noticed. So what are you making?" Whatever it was smelled great; I moved to behind her wrapping my arms around her waist and resting my head on her shoulder.

"I'm making chicken curry," she said moving around the pan making sure dinner doesn't get burned.

I start placing soft and light kisses on her neck, and she immediately moves closer into me closes her eyes moving her head to the side giving me easier access to her neck and collarbone. I kiss my way up to her ear, pulling her back as close to my body as possible. I turn off the stove.

I tell her to "Forget dinner," and all of sudden she becomes tense and immediately turns around to face me. I would be surprised if it were the first time, but for the past three weeks everytime I try to initiate sex she tenses and stops whatever we are doing. We haven't gone this time much without sex since we first started dating in high school.

I try to think about the past three weeks, and as far as I can recall we haven't had an argument. The only thing I can think of is the conversation we had about starting a family a couple of weeks ago.

After talking to Santana about it, I came to the conclusion, that she was right if Quinn wasn't ready I can't force it and we still have enough time to start a family.

"Quinn, I thought about it, and I'm sorry if I was rushing you into starting a family. I am more than happy to wait until you are ready because I want us to start a family when we both feel like we are ready" She gives me a kiss, but she has this sad smile she giving me. She opens her mouth to talk but closes her mouth again.

she looks like she is choosing the following words extremely carefully.

"The problem is I don't want to wait because-" I don't let her finish when I am already overjoyed. I crash my lips to hers and kiss her passionately a kiss she returns. I start running my hands down her sides. I take off her shirt, and I start removing both of our clothes. When we are both down to our undies. My hands reach her ass I pull her close to me. I lift her forcing her to wrap her legs around my waist. I automatically start making my way to the bedroom our lips parting to gasp for some air.

Once we get the room, I lay her down and the bed and start kissing my way down her abdomen. But when I was about to reach my destination she stopped me.

"Britt, babe stop" she guides my head back up. I couldn't help the sheepish grin that appeared on my face.

I started rambling "Sorry, I got super carried away. But you said you didn't want to wait, and I got super excited. And I'm so happy you decided you want to start a family, and I'm sorry I was pushing having kids- " and

"Britt" again she gives me a sad smile, and before I know it, she starts crying.

"Hey Quinn, baby what's wrong?" she brings her knees to her chest, and i wrap my arms around her.

"I'm sorry" she manages to say between sobs.

"What are you talking about sorry about what? Quinn baby what are you talking about?" I was more confused than anything at this point I don't know what to think or do. I start rubbing circles on her back, and after a few minutes, she is calm.

"Quinn...baby…" you sitting hugging her knees close to her chest refusing to look at me.

She takes a breath, and begins to talk, still unable to face me.

"Earlier when I said, I didn't want to wait." she takes another deep breath. "The reason I don't want to wait is that...well, I thought about it and decided that I do not want kids." after she finished she turns her head to look at me.

The only thing I could say was "oh."

I didn't know I was crying until she tried to dry my tears and I flinched. I could see the hurt in her eyes, at my immediate reaction. I was just so overwhelmed with emotion I couldn't process any of it at the moment. I felt angry, sad, confused, disappointed, I felt so many emotions, which I didn't know what to do.

"Britt, please say something anything." she looking at me pleadingly. But I was frozen, I had no idea what say.

I did the only thing I could think of at the moment, and I'm not proud, but it was my immediate reaction. I put my clothes back on.

"Britt, where are you going? please don't leave."

I kissed her forehead "I'll be back."

My intention was to go to Santana's apartment, but right now I wanted to and needed to be alone. So I took a cab to the nearest hotel and booked a room for the night. Maybe sleep will help me clear my head, but sleep didn't come easy.

When I woke up the next morning, I had what seemed like thousands of missed calls from both Quinn and Santana. I decided to shut off my phone because I don't want to deal with this right now.

Santana POV

I woke up to the sounds of someone banging on my bedroom door. I got quickly to see who was at the door before Jade had a chance a to wake up.

I open the door to find Quinn standing there like she had just been run over a bus. Her eyes were puffy, her shirt was tear stained, and her hair was a mess.

"Quinn what's wrong?"

"Brittany… she is gone." Quinn started crying again; I quickly hugged her trying to comfort her a bit. But Quinn's statement answered one question but begged another. Why did Brittany leave, Santana knows Brittany loves Quinn and only Quinn, so it couldn't be anyone else, and Brittany and Quinn as far as she knew never had an argument where the result was Brittany leaving.

"What do you mean she is gone?" Quinn seemed to calm down enough to talk.

"I told her I didn't want kids and she left, she didn't say anything she just left."

"It's going to be ok. You guys can work through it" Santana had no idea if they would, though, she had already been wrong once.

She comforted Quinn as best as she could until Jade woke up, and her focus shifted to her daughter. She tried calling Brittany, but she wasn't picking up her phone. The day started off awkward after Jade woke up Quinn played with Jade a short while before excusing herself and leaving.

A/N: I know it took forever to update, I have been extremely busy. I'm taking 7 classes this semester, and my schedule is crazy I will try my best to update this regularly. I hope you like this chapter.

To the guest that left the review, yeah I know Santana might look like the rebound, but I don't want you guys to view it that way because Rachel never really had 'real' a relationship with Jesse that will brought up in a later chapter, so bear with me on that.