AN: Hello again! Here's another chapter for you great folks. For some reason I found this chapter a bit tricky to write. Let me know what you think.

Just a side note. I'm back to class tomorrow so my updates may not be as frequent.

Enjoy!


"So besides your upcoming audition, what else is new?" Quinn asks while taking a sip from her coffee.

Besides being talked about in the newspapers and living a secret life? Oh I don't know..

"That's pretty much it. Daddy and I have been spending more and more time together which is nice. I think he's more excited than I am for my audition sometimes" she chuckles to herself.

Quinn returns a smile and sets down her coffee, clearing her throat as if she were about to do a speech.

"So, I suppose I should tell you what happened with Finn" Quinn says in a nervous tone. Her eyes staring at her own hands that are fidgeting on the table in front of them.

Rachel notices the girls nervousness and reaches out to grab her fumbling hands. She feels them relax in her hold which makes Rachel not regret doing it.

"For the last two months, he's been acting really odd. Never being able to talk after dark, some mornings when we'd see each other, his eyes were bloodshot and angry looking. His temper has been through the roof! He's been coming up with all this money and I have no idea where he's been getting it. Santana think's he's on drugs or selling drugs but I get the feeling there's something more"

Rachel keeps her eyes on Quinn, trying to help piece together the puzzle as well.

"Anyway, with his sneaky ways and his behavior towards you that has been so disrespectful and unacceptable, I decided to end it with him. Man, did he not take that well" she takes back her hands from Rachel's hold to rub her face with a large sigh as if to eject some of the stress she's been keeping in.

It does sound like a drug dealer or user? Maybe Santana's got it figured out.

"Well, if you want my opinion, you deserve so much better than that oaf. You're going places, Quinn. You don't need a man like that holding you back from living your life. You deserve someone who will help you, not hurt you" Rachel for the first time isn't holding back anything she's saying to the blonde. She needs to hear this now more than ever by the looks of things.

The blonde leans her head to the side and just sends the singer a smile while biting her bottom lip as if to prevent from grinning further.

The singer's stomach flips upside down after seeing her bite that lip once again.

"OH! Speaking of that, have you seen the article in the Bugle about the photographer position?" Rachel spits out before Quinn could respond to her previous compliments.

"Ya, uh, I did actually. I was going to go talk to them tomorrow." Quinn mumbles.

"You sound unsure about that. Is everything alright?"

"It's just, getting pictures of her seems like it'd be really difficult. There hasn't been one photograph of her yet. I feel like I'd be setting myself up for failure by taking it"

Rachel pauses. She seems like she really wants this job. It would be really good for her. It would more than likely help her future in the field.

Then she gets an idea. A bold, risky, possibly identity revealing idea. A way to help Quinn achieve her dreams and even get to spend more time with her.

"That might not be as difficult as you think" Rachel says cleverly as she takes a sip of her decaf.

Quinn lowers her cup and gives her an intrigued look. "What do you mean?"

Oh hell, just go for it.

"I kind of.. know.. umm, Spidergirl." Rachel unhappy with the way she said her new name. "We met at a.. fitness class. She was.. my instructor."

Is that the best you can come up with? A fucking fitness class? Come on, Rach.

Quinn stares at her for a moment. Taking another sip from her cup and staring at her with interested eyes. "So that's probably where you learned all those moves and got that great body of yours huh Berry?" she smirks at the last part of her sentence.

Rachel flushes and just decides that a nod will get her point across more than any words that would attempt to escape her mouth.

Quinn gives her another sarcastic looking smirk. "Ok Rachel. You say you know this sexy new superhero? Then how about we set up a time for me to take a picture of her to bring to the Bugle for my interview tomorrow?"

Sexy? She think's I'm sexy? Wait focus!

Rachel's stuck. Could she do this? Could she meet up with the blonde tonight without getting outed?

Her thoughts are broken when she sees two police cars speeding down the street outside.

Duty calls.

"Listen Quinn, I have to go, daddy just sent me a text and needs me for something." Standing up quickly to put on her jacket.

"How about I tell, umm, her, to meet you at the park down our street at, oh I don't know, 1030? Bring your camera" she blurts out as she zips up her jacket.

Quinn, looking more confused than ever, stands up to stop the girl.

"Hold on, Rach. Let me walk you home at least"

"No no I have to meet him halfway from the hospital. Sorry to cut this short. But, umm, about tonight, does that sound okay for you?"

Quinn stands to give Rachel another signature confused looks. When Rachel doesn't say anything back, she sighs and gives her a defeated nod. "Yes that sounds perfect."

Rachel gives her a satisfied smile and leans in for a hug before rushing out to door in a slow walk towards the sirens.


It's not spying.

Well, maybe it is.

She's on top of a small building overlooking the tiny park a few blocks away from her street waiting for the blonde to show up.

10:30. Well I guess she's not coming..

About to give up hope, a frightened looking blonde girl wearing skinny jeans and a dark cardigan walks into the park gates. Turning her head from side to side as if she was looking for someone.

Here goes nothing.

Rachel swoops down gently in order to not startle the blonde. Which seems to fail as the cheerleader gasps and takes a slight step backwards.

Rachel holds her hands up in a surrender form "I mean no harm"

Great. Now you sound like an alien.

The blonde gives her a quick smile before her eyebrows return to their frown. "Umm, hi. I'm Quinn. I, uh. It's nice to meet you"

Rachel decides to be as chivalrous as possible in order to ease the tension and break the ice. Taking a step towards the blonde and grabbing her hand gently to place a kiss to it.

It wasn't the most romantic thing to do seeing as Rachel's lips were covered by the materialized mask.

The blonde turns a dark shade of red and Rachel smirks under her mask. "So... I hear you're interested in taking pictures of me for the newspaper"

Quinn is caught off guard by the stranger's voice. She finally speaks up with a faint tone.

"Well, I'm interested in working for them and there was an opening. But I don't want to invade your privacy or make you feel uncomfortable. I wouldn't want strangers taking pictures of me without permission"

She's concerned for my feelings? This girl.

"Hmm. I appreciate your consideration, Quinn. And I'd love to help you with this. As long as I can trust you not to speak of this little meeting or any future ones to anyone else."

Quinn smiles bigger than Rachel has ever seen. Her eyes are bright and that toothy grin is pearly white with excitement. After seeing the cheerleader nod immediately and agree to her requirements, Rachel relaxes.

"So, where do you want me?" Rachel claps her hands together as a sign to get things going.

Was Quinn blushing at that?

The blonde is chuckling to herself and turns around with her head tilted upwards. As if she was looking for somewhere to shoot.

"Umm, how about I just get you on the ground first" now Rachel's blushing furiously under the mask. "Just, you know, uh jumping, flipping or umm, crouching. Then maybe we could get some of you with your, uh, webs? Is that really what they are?"

This is going to be a long night.

And Rachel doesn't mind one bit.


After about an hour of shooting, Rachel decides it's best to get Quinn home safely before it gets too late. The park especially gets quite dangerous around midnight due to local gangs.

"I'll take you home now if you like" Rachel offers to the blonde packing up her camera.

"Oh it's only a couple blocks down it's no big deal. Besides, are you just going to walk down the street for everyone to see?" she chuckles at the thought.

Hmm, she's right. I can't just walk around like normal.

"No of course not. Here" the masked girl offers her arms out like a hug, "I'll get you home quicker"

The blonde seems hesitant. She just technically met the hero. She hasn't seen her face or asked personal questions. Was she ready to jump onto the girls lap and fly across the town?

Rachel notices her discomfort and sighs.

"Trust me, Quinn. I promise it's safer and i'll get you there in one minute rather than eight."

The blonde looks into the mask. Searching for any signs of danger but obviously fails due to the covered eyes of the mask.

She takes one step forward and nods her head cautiously.

Rachel is grinning from ear to ear under the red mask. She takes the blondes arm and wraps it around her strong neck. Wrapping her other arm around her waist. She sees the blondes eyes locked to the brunettes chest as well as the blondes breath pick up after contact.

Rachel is quite flattered by this and feels even more confident in herself.

"Make sure to hold on tight ok. Are you afraid of heights at all?"

The blonde doesn't say anything and just shakes her head.

"Alright princess here we go"

They're running towards the building across the park at top speed and jumping suddenly into the air. Rachel extends her arm to shoot her webs to the corner and they are now air born flying vertically to the top of the building. She decides to land on top of the building to make sure the cheerleader is alright.

She looks down to the girls face which now has wide eyes and a dropped jaw. She also notices her grip has tightened around her. "You still alright Quinn?"

"Yeah," the girl breathes out "perfectly fine actually!"

Rachel smiles and jumps again to continue her way back to the house.

No less that a minute later, she's dropping the girl off in her backyard and jumps quickly to a tree to hide from anyone who may spot her. She lowers the girl from the tree by her web until she's safely on the ground.

"Thanks for letting me shoot you. And, you know, for the ride home" Quinn suppresses a giggle at the last part.

Rachel chuckles to herself as well. "Anytime my lady" she see's Quinn's skin turn red at this compliment "Good luck tomorrow!"

"Thank you. OH! Did you want to see Rachel before you go? I'm sure she's just up practicing for her audition"

Rachel loves the way Quinn says her name but quickly shakes her head "No I'll let her be. I'll see her around no doubt"

Quinn nods and answers back "Yes I suppose" she almost sounds disappointed.

An awkward silence emerges between the two. Quinn looking back at her house and then back at the girl in the tree. "Well I guess I'll see you some other time. Thanks again!"

"My pleasure. Goodnight Quinn!" she launches herself out of the tree and starts swinging down the street. Only to make a stop in the alleyway for a quick change before returning to her own home.

Entering her room she decides to glance through her window to see Quinn getting ready for bed. She can't help but notice the smile on her face as she closes her door and turns out the lights.

Rachel leans back against the wall with a similar grin to her face.


There you are! Just a heads up, next chapter will be in Quinn's POV rather than Rachel's. I will explain more next update but keep this in mind.

Cheers!