A/N: Here is a little bit of a backstory to the next few snapshots. I don't have access to all of the older episodes and really can't be bothered to go back and re-write it my way.

Quinn wants nothing more than to become prom queen. So much so she talks to Rachel and asks if she wouldn't mind if she uses Finn as her running partner in the effort to get to that title. Rachel is disgusted with the fact that Quinn doesn't think that Rachel would be a good running partner, so in her haste dumps Quinn and tells her to move out of the house.

Finn agrees to be Quinn's running partner, and everything happens from then on. I have ignored the Lucy Caboosey storyline completely, it is stupidly ridiculous and I think 'Teen Mom' would have been a better slogan on her BTW shirt.

Rachel and Mercedes go with Sam to the prom just like in the show and Jesse does turn up like normal. I haven't yet included him in my story, but lets just say that Jesse tried to get Rachel's attention, but her relationship with Quinn was too precious to her, and she denied all of his advances.

At the end of the episode, it is Quinn and Jesse that get into the fight. Minus all of the punches of course. Jesse gets thrown out, but Quinn is dragged into the bathroom by Rachel before she can be taken out. This is where this first snapshot starts off, I'm gonna say that the announcement of the prom king and queen happens after this.

the prom

After the fight that Quinn started, Rachel grabs hold of her hand before Sue Sylvester can get there and drags her to the nearest bathroom.

"Quinn you need to calm down." Rachel says as she follows the other girl into the bathroom. She might have started dragging Quinn there but the girl ripped her hand out of hers and stormed ahead.

"This is your fault." Quinn says tears lacing her voice. "Nobody would have ever have voted for me, as they know I'm just this huge lesbian who used to be with you. I'm pathetic."

"That's not true." Quinn raises her hand as if to smack Rachel and starts to bring it down before she realizes what she is about to do.

"Oh my god." She says before her hand makes contact with Rachel's face. "I'm so sorry Rae." She says softly, tears freely streaming down her face.

"Quinn." Rachel says. She has curled her body away from Quinn, as she actually believed that Quinn was about to hit her.

"I'm so sorry." She goes to touch Rachel but the smaller girl flinches away. "Baby please."

"No. I've had enough Quinn." Rachel says getting into Quinn's personal space. "I'm in love with you and I believed until tonight that you were still in love with me."

"I am. You know I am."

"You went to hit me Quinn. That's not love."

"I didn't though. I'm so sorry Rae. I've not been myself." Quinn sobs out. "Please take me back? I need you in my life."

Rachel lets out a cruel laugh. "Take you back? After the way that you have treated me. You must be kidding me Quinn."

"I'm not. I love you Rae."

"Don't call me that. I told you I didn't want anything more to do with you Quinn. You practically dumped me for your reputation. How could you do that? To me? To Madeline?"

"I'm sorry."

"That's not good enough Quinn Fabray. I need more than." Rachel says as she starts to cry. "I need to believe that you love me in here." She taps her heart. "Please leave me alone Quinn."

"Is there a chance?" Rachel furrows her brow. "A chance that we'll get this back?"

"If you can prove to me by Nationals that your worthy of my love then yes, there's a chance. A good chance. I'll never stop loving you Princess." Quinn smiles and nods. She then turns on her heel and walks out of the door leaving a crying Rachel in the bathroom.

new york

Quinn had been spending the last few weeks trying to prove to Rachel that she is worthy of her love. She was starting to get to Rachel until her and Finn walked in on the two of them about to kiss.

When they got to New York, Quinn had this huge thing planned with Rachel and took her out on a date, showing her the sites and making sure she was truly wooed. Rachel wasn't having any of it, and told Quinn that she needed to do more than a date in her favorite place in the world.

Quinn has now given up and locked herself in the bathroom, however Santana and Brittany are there on hand to get her out.

"Quinn." Santana shouts as she and Brittany bang on the bathroom. "Quit hogging the bathroom. I needs to re-pencil my eyebrows on." Quinn slides open the door to the bathroom and walks out.

"It's all yours."

Santana watches the broken girl walk into the room and decides to follow her. "Everybody is already in the other room working."

"Oh yeah. Is Mr Schue in there?" Quinn asks as she picks up her bag. "Coz I think that I'm going to tell him that Rachel & Kurt keep sneaking off."

Brittany shakes her head. "You can't do that, he'll have to suspend them."

Quinn shrugs. "And there goes our chances at Nationals. Darn" She says sarcastically.

Santana groans. "You know what. We get it. You're pissed that your no longer getting lady kisses from the midget. Get over it."

Quinn expression turns into one of anger and her voice rises into a shouting level. "I don't want to get over it okay."

"The only person you are sabotaging here is yourself." Santana says.

Quinn groans angrily and shouts back at Santana. "I don't care about some stupid show choir competition."

"Well you should because this is the one chance we have to actually feel good about ourselves."

Quinn looks down at her hands. "Aren't we supposed to be the popular girls?" Santana and Brittany look at each other but don't say anything. "So why can't we have our dreams come true? She has loved, Tina has it, even Zizes has hooked up."

Quinn sits on the bed her eyes downcast. Santana sits next to her on her right and Brittany on her left.

"I just want her to love me again."

Santana smiles. "I think I know how to make you feel better."

Quinn scrunches up her nose. "I'm flattered Santana but I'm not into that, with you."

Santana looks confused for a second and then hides her smirk. "No. No I'm not talking about that." She runs her hand through Quinn's hair. "I'm talking about a haircut."

"Yeah totally" Brittany says agreeing with Santana. "Rach will love it."

"Really?"

Santana nods. "Oh yeah. Come on blondie."

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Later that night, Quinn walks into the girls bedroom, her eyes downcast and her hands fiddling with the hand in her own. Brittany is stood at her side makign sure the girl has the strength to go into the room, to where Rachel will be.

"Quinn." Rachel says when she notices the other girl. "What... What have you done to your hair?"

Quinn stands there and runs her hair through her hair, tugging on one strand lightly. "I thought it was time for a change." She finally looks up. "What do you think?"

"A change?" Rachel asks softly.

"A new me." Quinn replies. "One that doesn't cheat, one that doesn't treat her girlfriend like shit." The other girls in the room, are currently being dragged out into the adjacent one by Brittany and Santana, but Quinn and Rachel only have ideas for each other. "One that is a good mother to Madeline. One my little girl can look up too."

"Why would a haircut make Madeline look up to you?"

Quinn shrugs. "It's just what Santana and Brittany have been saying to me all day." She smiles. "Do you like it?"

Rachel steps forward and runs her hands through the ends of her ex-girlfriends hair. "It looks beautiful Quinn. Really beautiful."

"I'm so sorry. I really am." She looks away. "I understand if you never want to talk to me again but I think we owe it to our love to try again." She leans forward. "I love you Rachel Barbara Berry, you are my world and the mother of my daughter." She sighs. "Please say you'll have me back. Please." She begs and Rachel leans forward to join their lips.

"I just needed time princess." She says. "I love you too and I have missed you so damn much."

"I missed you too Rae and I'm so sorry."

"I really love this new do though babe. Makes you look gorgeous." Rachel says as she laces her fingers right into her hair. "Even more gorgeous."

"Thank you. San and Britt gave me a day of pampering to get my mind off you." She smirks. "Didn't quite work."

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"Has San calmed down?" Quinn asks as Brittany comes back into the room. She has been in her and Santana's room trying to calm down the Latina after she went nuts at Rachel, Quinn & Finn for ruining their chances at the competition. Finn and Rachel were doing their duet and in the heat of the moment he had kissed the smaller diva not knowing that her and Quinn were back together. Quinn went absolutely nuts and had laid into Finn right there on the stage in front of the whole audience.

"She's still pissed at Rachel for some reason."

Quinn is sat on her bed her knees up against her chest with Rachel in between them. Her arms are wrapped around her girl and her chin is resting on her shoulder. Rachel furrows her brow and looks back up Quinn. "What did I do wrong?"

"I don't know. I'm confused. It was Finn who kissed you..." Everyone in the room turns to glare at the giant boy who is sat on the floor with two bruised eyes and a cut across his cheek. "And Quinn who beat him up on stage." Rachel leans her hand down to where Quinn's bruised knuckes are and runs her finger softly over them. "She's talking about making a Rachel voodoo doll."

Everyone in the room including Rachel chuckles at this. "She's insane."

A/N: Okay, it's nothing big, but I've been struggling with writing after finishing Uni. Too much time on my hands for some reason has caused my muse to go away. I've got a few snapshots done, I'm just polishing them off before posting them. These two wern't my favourite, but after the last episode I thought we could have a bit of nice Faberry moments.

The story doesn't seem to be as popular anymore so I am going to change the status to completed. It doesn't mean it's completley finished as the snapshots will come as I write them, but my muse is disappearing when it comes to this story, and the lack of reviews is not really pushing me forward. I'll finish off the snapshots I have written which is about 10 more or so, but after that I think I might call it quits.