A/N: I am so sorry that it took so long, I hope you can forgive me. Thank you for all your reviews. Next part will be about Dinner with Mama Fabray. Have fun reading this part! And of course keep reviewing! :)
Chapter 9
"Mother, please, can't you just sit at another table?" Quinn had tried, unsuccessfully, to get rid of her mother for the last twenty minutes. "Please, Rachel's going to be here any minute now and ..."
"You don't want her to meet me?" Did she just imagine that or was her mother really pouting?
"Not yet."
"I'll be good, I promise. I won't embarrass you. I just want to meet the girl that has my Quinnie's heart."
"Mom! Don't call me Quinnie, I'm not five anymore."
"I won't tell her any childhood stories, I promise. Just let me meet her. I won't even say a word."
"Good morning!" Great, Rachel was here and she still hadn't got rid of her mother. "You must be Quinn's mother." Rachel shook Judy's hand with a big smile on her face. "Even though you look more like her older sister."
Did her mom just giggle?
"You got a smooth talker there, Quinnie … ahem … Quinn."
Rachel grinned and sat down next to Judy. "You have a wonderful daughter. She took me star gazing the other night."
"She's always been a romantic, with her head in the clouds."
"Mom, I thought you wanted to meet your friends for breakfast?"
Judy reached for Quinn's hand and patted it. "I never said that." Then she turned to Rachel and said "She tried to get rid of me for the past few minutes. She didn't want me to meet you right now. Afraid that I'll tell you some of her more embarrassing childhood stories. Like the one time she ran straight into that tree, or the other time, she was five and her grandfather always called her his little angel and she thought she could fly like an angel and jumped down that tree behind our house. She sported a cast for the rest of the summer and we had an hour long talk with her why angels could fly but she couldn't."
Rachel giggled, Quinn sulked. "She ran into a tree?"
The older blonde nodded grinning. "Yes. She was reading a book, while our family was taking it's Sunday stroll. We had to bring her to the emergency room, she needed five stitches."
"I learned my lesson."
"No, you didn't. Just a week after you stumbled over your own feet while reading and walking the same time."
Quinn sighed. At least her mother didn't have any pictures with her.
"Oh, do you want to take a look at Quinn, when she was just a baby? I have a few pictures on my cell phone."
"Why do you have baby photos of me on your cell phone?"
"Why not?" And then a battle of stares and drawn up eyebrows began. At least now Rachel knew where Quinn learned how to use her eyebrows like that. They were really effective weapons. Suddenly Judy stood up. "Okay girls, I have a manicure scheduled. It was nice to meet you Rachel. Maybe we can have dinner tonight so we can get to know each other better. I have a feeling that ..."
"Mom!"
"Alright, alright! No need to get your panties in a twist!"
"Mother! You're not allowed to spend any more time with Santana, she's not a good influence."
Judy rolled her eyes, kissed Quinn on her forehead and shook Rachel's hand again. "I'll see you too at dinner. Six o'clock, don't be late." She waved at the girls and left them alone at the breakfast table.
"Your Mom is really nice. I didn't think ..."
There was that eyebrow again. "She's trying. She loves me and without my dad in the picture everything is so much easier. We are a family again. It may be just my Mom and I, but it's family."
"Do you miss your dad?"
"Sometimes. But I miss the younger version of him. The man he was when I was a little child. The one who carried me around on his shoulders and helped me climb trees." The blonde shrugged her shoulders sadly. "But that man is long gone and he'll never come back and … and I really don't need him! I have my Mom, that's enough."
"You have me."
"Do I?" The blonde looked up hopefully and Rachel nearly cried, because all Quinn wanted was to be loved.
"You do. And … and you have … you have Santana and Brittany and Noah, Noah would do anything for you and … and Artie really likes you and you're friends with Mercedes, right? And … and Kurt admires your fashion sense and … yeah … the whole Glee Club likes you."
"I don't think that Finn will like me any more soon."
"Why?"
"I'm going to take his ex-girlfriend out on a date, what do you think?"
Rachel smiled. Flirty Quinn was back. "Is this your way of asking me out, Fabray?"
"What if it is? You told me yesterday, that you would say yes."
"But I want to be asked properly." The brunette gulped when Quinn took her hand and looked her deeply into the eyes. "Rachel Barbra Berry, will you go on a date with me?"
"I'll think about it."
"You think you're funny, don't you?"
"Of course I'm funny."
"Well I can tell you that you aren't."
"Doesn't matter, you still like me."
"I would even like you more, if you'd finally answered my question."
"Oh, of course."
"So?"
"So?"
"Rachel, that's not funny. You said that you would say yes."
"I did, but it's so cute when you're sulking. I just want to pinch your cheeks and ruffle your hair."
"Don't touch the hair!"
"Oh my god! Are you one of those? You know those hair fetishists? Like McDreamy from Grey's Anatomy? I heard that nobody's allowed to touch Patrick Dempsey's hair."
"Are you comparing me to a man?"
"Noooo, sweetie, I would never, ever compare you to a man. I … I like that you are a girl. I like it very, very much. But anyways, back to your question. Yes, I will go on a date with you."
"That's all I wanted to know."
"Where are you going to take me? And when?"
"I'll think about something and I'll get back to you with the details." The blonde drank the last of her coffee and stood up. "Are you ready to put on your skis again?"
"I might never be ready for that."
"Oh come on, the last time was not that bad. It was the first time you tried it. I'm sure you'll be better today and I told you that I may let you use the sticks."
"Yeah, but only if I'd be good."
"Come on. We'll try for a few hours and afterwards we'll do something that you like, okay?" Wow, Quinn was trying to find a compromise, that was something that Finn had never done.
"Okay. But if I get run down again by five year olds I'll quit."
"Okay." Quinn pulled the blonde up and off they went to put on their skiing clothes.
"I want to use my sticks now." Rachel was sitting in the snow, her arms wrapped around herself and looking like a petulant child.
"Rachel, they won't help you with your balance. Everybody learns to ski without their sticks. Just please get up and try again."
"But it's so hard." The brunette whined. "I'm not really motivated."
Quinn smiled slightly. "I think I'll have just the right motivation for you."
"Yeah? That's not an easy task."
"What would you say ..." The blonde bend down to reach Rachel's ear and whispered "... if I kissed you after skiing down this hill."
"Kiss me … k-k-iss me. On the mouth?"
"Anywhere you want." Quinn grinned.
"A-an-anywhere ..." Of course Rachel's mind instantly went to the gutter. "Anywhere." Her face took on a dreamy gaze.
"But ..."
"There's a but?"
"There is always a but. You have to make it down the hill without once falling down."
"That's … that's impossible."
"Nothing's impossible. I think you now have the right motivation to just do that."
"For one simple kiss?"
The blonde looked at the smaller girl with a mischievious grin on her face, her eyes were sparkling. "There will be nothing simple in that kiss."
"It'll be just a kiss."
"You've never kissed me. I'm going to knock you out of your shoes with that kiss, just you wait and see Miss Berry."
Sadly Rachel didn't make it down the hill without falling.
"What about my kiss?"
"Don't think that I didn't saw you falling down the last part."
"But Quinn ..."
Quinn kissed the brunette softly on the cheek. "A compromise."
"But I want the real thing."
"Maybe you'll get the real thing after our date."
"Maybe?"
"The setting has to be right and the feelings and everything."
"You are such a romantic Quinn Fabray. Everyone else would just plant one on me."
"Remember Rachel, I am not everyone else."
Rachel sighed. "I know. You are special!"