Update! Yayyyyy! Okay so thank you again to everyone who added this story to their alerts. I really hope you're enjoying this fic. Hope you like the new chapter, enjoy. For anyone confused about the backstory of all the Gleeks prior to the events of this story, I'll explain. Everything that happened on Glee from seasons 1 and 2 all occurred. However here are the details I changed. 1.) Quinn DID have sex with Puck, but she never got pregnant, hence why only Rachel is a virgin. 2.) They both dated Finn like in the show, however Quinn never got back together with him after her break up with Sam and neither did Rachel. Instead they realised their feelings for each other and started dating. I will more than likely address how they got together in a future chapter. Hope this cleared some stuff up for people.
"Are you sure you want to go?" Quinn asked as she stood behind Rachel, wrapping her arms around her fiancée's waist as they both glanced into the full length mirror. It was Friday night and Puck was hosting an end of season party to celebrate the senior's last game playing as a McKinley Titan and all the Glee Club were invited. Which was unusual since the Glee Club never really got to mingle with the school hierarchy outside of school, but it was their last year, it was time to put aside all the animosity. Rachel placed her hands on top of the arms that were resting against her stomach and smiled at Quinn through the mirror.
"Quinn, Puck invited us, we have to go. It's one of the last parties we'll ever go to as high schoolers," she replied as she turned in the blonde girls arms so they were standing face to face. Quinn gazed down into Rachel's eyes and the smaller girl couldn't help but smile as she saw the protective look floating around the swirls of gold and hazel staring back at her. It made her feel so safe and secure. Quinn leaned down a little and gently pecked Rachel's lips. "I know, I know. I just, I don't want to put you in a position to feel uncomfortable."
"Yeah I know baby and I appreciate that," Rachel said as she placed the palm of her hands flat against the blonde's chest. "But I'm going to have to face everyone sooner or later." The statement unsettled Quinn, she knew that as soon as everyone set eyes on Rachel that the whispering and staring would begin and Quinn didn't want to put the diva in a position to be gawked at. More importantly, Quinn wasn't sure if she could contain her inner HBIC if someone so much as looked at her girl wrong.
Rachel could see the frustration and concern written across Quinn's face and she knew she needed to sooth her worries before they left or the blonde would be tense for the rest of the night. "Look, I know you're worried, but all our friends from Glee Club will be there and Kurt has promised that he and Blaine will be at my beck and call all night, so you don't need to worry about me being on my own," the diva said as she fidgeted with the cross and star on the blonde's chain. Quinn had to admit, knowing that someone would be with Rachel at all times did ease her mind a little. She just hoped that the cheerleaders and jocks extended some courtesy and allowed everyone enjoy their night in peace.
"Besides you won't have time to worry, you'll probably be busy trying to keep a certain tall brunette from making anymore advance on you," Rachel said a mocking tone, conveying to Quinn that she trusted her completely. Quinn's face darkened at the mention of the girl. Shannon had continued her quest to bag Quinn at every opportunity and the blonde was getting sick of it. The idea that Rachel would have to spend the night in the same house as her for an entire night really unsettled her. "Baby I swear to God if she says anything to you tonight I will kill her with my bare hands," Quinn said with a serious tone in her voice that made it clear that it wasn't an empty threat.
Rachel simply nodded her because when Quinn was wound up about something, it was best to let her work off the tension and rather than continue the conversation, that would only put her more on edge. "Okay, well maybe you just need to show her how serious you are about our relationship," Rachel said as she released herself from Quinn's arms and turned to her vanity mirror/desk. "How? I've told her how I feel about you and she knows we're engaged. How can I possibly make her see that she doesn't stand a chance?" Quinn asked, running a frustrated hand through her hair.
"By wearing this," Rachel said before turning around. Quinn's mouth opened and closed as words seemed to fail her. The diva was standing in front of her holding a velvet ring box in her hand. "I figured it was about time you had a ring of your own to mark our engagement. Who knows, maybe actually seeing the ring on your finger will make Shannon back off," Rachel said as she handed the box to Quinn. The blonde held it in her left hand as she opened it to reveal a diamond solitaire engagement ring. The diamond was set into a white gold band that matched Rachel's and was encrusted with smaller diamonds either side.
"Oh my God, Rach it's beautiful," Quinn said as tears began to form in her eyes. Rachel smiled as she removed the ring from the box and placed it on the blonde's ring finger. It fit perfectly. "If that doesn't warn off skanky cheerleaders, well then I'm just going to have to invest in a shotgun," Rachel shrugged her shoulders playfully. Quinn laughed as she wiped away a tear that had fallen. Reaching down, the blonde gathered Rachel's hands in her own and brought them to her lips, kissing both. "I love you," she said. Rachel smiled and stood on her tip toes as she placed a sweet kiss to the blonde's lips. "I love you too."
Stepping towards her vanity mirror, Rachel picked up her gold star necklace and put it on while Quinn watched on. "You look sexy as hell by the way," the blonde said with a devilish grin as she admired her fiancée's long, lean legs which were on full view. Rachel had chosen to wear a white halter neck dress with a red floral print that stopped about two inches above the knee. She paired the dress with black strap sandals and a red cardigan. Reaching up to her mirror she removed the satin scarf that rested just to the side.
As she was about to put it on, Quinn removed the scarf from her hands and stood behind her. With feather like motions, Quinn wrapped the scarf around the diva's head, knotting it at the base of Rachel's head and allowing the extra material to fall over her shoulder, much like the way Rachel's hair used to. When she was done, she placed a kiss on top of the other girls head and then grabbed their coats off the bed. "Ready?" she asked as she handed the diva her coat. Rachel nodded and with that both girls made their way downstairs.
A knock at the door sounded out around the house, once the girls had made it down the stairs, Quinn opened the door to reveal Santana and Brittany waiting on the doorstep. "Bitches in the house!" Santana called out as she fist pumped the air. Brittany did a whooping motion with her arm and Rachel and Quinn just laughed at the pair. When Quinn stepped back to let them in Brittany was the first to enter followed closely by the Latina as their pinkies were linked as per usual. The tall blonde girl walked straight up to Rachel and hugged her, which startled the diva at first before she relaxed and hugged back.
"I got you present," Brittany said as she handed the gift bag over to Rachel. The girl graciously accepted the gift with a smile and placed it on the mini table by the door so she could remove the gift. When Rachel removed her hand from the bag, what was staring back at her brought a small tear to her eye. Staring back at her was a royal blue satin head scarf with little yellow duck patterns adorning it. "Santana told me you shaved all your hair off and that you were sad about it so I wanted to get you something to make you happy again. Ducks always make me happy so I figured they'd make you happy too," the ditzy blonde said with her usual enthusiasm. "Lord Tubbington picked out the colour."
Rachel had to laugh at the mention of the girls overweight cat be. Holding the scarf in both hands she looked up at the blonde girl and then reached out and wrapped her arms around her. "Thank you Britt. I love it," she said as they pulled apart. Santana and Quinn smiled at the interaction between their leading ladies before the Latina looked at her watch and noticed the time. "Alright enough of all this lovey dovey crap. We gots a party to go. C'mon I wanna gets my drink on," she said with a shimmy of her hips. Gathering up their belongings the girls exited the Berry house and piled into Santana's red Chevy and headed off for Puck's house.
"Every room in the house, seriously? What is it with drunk jocks and cheerleaders that they all have to mass procreate at the same time?" Kurt complained as he and Mercedes made their way downstairs to the living room. Mercedes just chuckled at her friend and couldn't resist antagonising him. "Boy please, you just pissed 'cause you and Blaine ain't up there getting down." Kurt shot the girl a disapproving look before releasing a soft laugh when she nudged his shoulder. Crossing the room, they sat back down in their spots on the couch where the rest of the Glee Clubbers were currently congregated; happily watching all the popular kids making idiots of themselves.
"So how bad is it upstairs?" Blaine asked them once they were seated. Kurt looked at Mercedes before turning back to face the group. "Well let's just say that in nine months, the population of Lima, Ohio will have increased greatly," he said with a dramatic shake of his head. The gang laughed it up as they continued talking. Their conversation died down when they noticed that everyone else's attention was turned towards the front door. Realising what was going on Puck stood up and walked over to greet the four girls who had just arrived.
"Jew babe, glad you could make it," he said with a smile as he wrapped his arms around the smaller girl and pulled her into bear hug, her tiny frame almost hidden under his muscular stature. When he finally released her he looked up to see Quinn, Santana and Brittany smiling at him, he cocked his head giving them a wink before draping his arm around Rachel's shoulders and guiding her across to the living room, shooting daggers at anyone who stared at her just a little too long. When they reached the couch, Blaine and Sam stood up and vacated their seats while Mercedes and Kurt scooted down to make room for the tiny diva and Quinn, who as expected, was hovering by her fiancées side. Everyone sat quietly for a moment, unsure of how to break the silence until the sparkle of a diamond on Quinn's finger caught his eye.
"Oh my God, Quinn Fabray, show me your hand right now," Kurt demanded. Everyone's attention was drawn to the blonde who laughed and held her hand up with pride as she gazed at Rachel lovingly. "My God it's beautiful. Who knew the girl who wore argyle sweaters and knee high socks had such good taste in diamonds," he said mockingly, sharing a friendly sarcastic smile with his fellow diva. Quinn blushed as all the girls took a turn enviously admiring her new permanent accessory. Out of the corner of her eye she spotted Shannon Peterson holding a plastic cup of beer and scoffing as she watched Quinn flaunt her ring to her friends. Wanting to further rile up the cheerleader, the blonde turned to Rachel and gave her a loving kiss before pulling the girl into her side and snuggling on the couch. Quinn Fabray 1, Shannon Peterson 0.
"So since we're on the topic of impending nuptials, how are the wedding plans coming along?" Blaine asked as he accepted a refill from Puck who had helped himself to the liquor cabinet of the last house he had been to that day. He was sleeping with the housewife so he knew it would be okay. Gesturing towards the bottle to Quinn and Rachel, both girls declined, but accepted the soft drinks Tina had returned with. Thanking the girl, Rachel turned towards Blaine while also snuggling into Quinn's side who had wrapped her arm around her waist.
"Well Daddy got in contact with one of his associates at a law firm in Connecticut, and he's going to get the marriage certificate drawn up in time for the wedding, so on the actual day all we have to do is sign our names and then he'll pass it through the courts so that it's all legal. We'll be a recognised married couple. My daddy's just have to give their consent to me getting married since I'm only seventeen but other than that everything else should be a piece of cake," Rachel said happily, receiving a gentle squeeze from Quinn who was basking in the joy of knowing that soon she would be a married woman. She would finally have a family of her own. One who loved and accepted her.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah that's great but let's get down to the nitty gritty here. I need to know dresses, colour schemes and all that good stuff," Kurt exclaimed as he listed items off on his fingers. The group laughed at him, any chance at being able to help organise a soiree, Kurt turned into the gay bridezilla. Everything had to be perfect, even when it wasn't his own function. Quinn shook her head, planning a wedding was never going to be simple with Kurt on board, but at least she knew they had friends they could depend on to help.
"Well since the wedding is close to summer, we decided on bright colours, so for the bridesmaids we were thinking lilac or violet, with light fabric. And for the groomsmen, we're thinking simple black tux suits with ties. We just want something simple," Rachel stated matter of factly. Quinn nodded in agreement. "Yeah which means all you guys better be available for fittings over the next couple weeks," she said gesturing at everyone with her free arm. Tina smiled as she noticed that the blonde was pointing at all the Glee Clubbers.
"Wait, you want us all to be your bridesmaids?" she asked, "And your groomsmen?" Mike added from her side. Quinn and Rachel beamed at each other before turning back to face the group. "Well we did say we wanted you all to be in the wedding. Of course we want all our closest friends standing by our side," Quinn announced. The whole group cheered. Everyone feeling honoured to be playing such an important part in the wedding. "As long as I get to stand next to my Jew babe I'm down with whatever," Puck said with a lopsided grin. Rachel smiled and raised her glass to him and he reciprocated the gesture.
"But there's one thing we gotta do before any wedding takes place?" Rachel said and the whole group suddenly sat silently and looked questioningly. The diva looked at everyone with a smile. "We gotta kick Vocal Adrenaline's ass at Nationals," she exclaimed . Everyone broke into a chorus of whoops and "hell yeah's", not caring that everyone around them was looking. Once all the battle talk was done the Glee Clubbers went about enjoying the rest of the night. While everyone chattered away happily, Quinn excused herself to get another drink. Walking towards the kitchen, her path was suddenly blocked by the familiar sight of red, white and black material. Shannon.
"Wow, Q, marrying the sick girl. How noble of you," Shannon said with mocking tone, a sultry grin creeping across her face. Quinn stood up a little straighter, her anger threatening to boil over. "Excuse me?" the blonde finally asked as she glared at the brunette standing in front of her. Shannon let out a laugh as she glanced over Quinn's shoulder at the girl standing in the way of her getting what she wanted. "Come on Q, we both know the only reason you proposed to her is 'cause you feel bad. You want me, you just don't have the heart to break up with her because she has cancer." At this point Quinn was seeing red. Her in HBIC was screaming at her to let loose and cause Shannon physical bodily harm. Her mind was drifting, so much so, that she didn't even notice Santana standing behind her watching on, always ready to back her up.
Until suddenly Quinn clenched and unclenched her fist, her posture softening, she was not going to give Shannon the satisfaction of seeing her react. "You know what. You're right. What you said to me that day on the bleachers made me realise what it is I really want," Quinn said as she stood closer to Shannon, leaning in to talk directly into her ear, "And what I want, is Rachel. So really I should be thanking you. Because if it wasn't for you we wouldn't be getting married soon," she finished as she cocked a smile at the cheerleader before shoving past her and walking into the kitchen. Santana stood laughing hysterically at the pissed off look on Shannon's face. The Latina walked up to her and looked her up and down "Pathetic," she said before following after Quinn.
Feeling scorned, Shannon stormed off in a huff, but was stopped when she bumped into someone. "Watch it," she shouted as she turned to look down at the person who had invaded her space. "I'm sorry," came the reply. The cheerleader instantly recognised who she had crossed paths with. "You're Rachel right, Quinn Fabray's girlfriend," she said, playing dumb. Rachel nodded her head slightly as she adjusted her cardigan. She glanced at the overdressed boy standing next to the smaller girl, she recognised him, but couldn't remember his name. "I just want you to know that whenever she's finally had enough of you and wants someone who has a good chance of a life span that surpasses five minutes, I'll be waiting," she said before purposely shoving Rachel hard with her shoulder as she passed by.
"Ow," Rachel muttered as she gripped her shoulder. Kurt stood and watched Shannon walk away, appalled at what he had just seen. Turning quickly to face his friend, he gripped her by her upper arm and leaned down to look her in the eye. "Oh my God, are you okay?" he asked. Rachel stood there for a second trying to gather her composure. Suddenly she felt something trickle down her chest. "I, I need to use the bathroom," she stuttered as she bolted for the stairs. Kurt looked on bewildered before noticing Quinn and Santana walking in his direction from the kitchen.
"Quinn you need to go after Rachel she's in the bathroom upstairs," he said hurriedly. Quinn looked at him confused, before panic set in. "Why what happened?" she asked as set her drink down on a cabinet that was close to where they were standing. "Shannon Peterson is what happened," he replied with a scowl. Without needing to hear another word, Quinn ran down the hallway and up the stairs followed close behind by Kurt and Santana. Once she reached the top she made a beeline for the bathroom, passed the que of people waiting to use it. Walking up to the door she began knocking furiously at the door.
"Rach, baby it's me, open the door," she said as she waited for a response. A second later she heard the sound of the door unlocking and he burst into the bathroom, followed by her friends, Kurt shutting the door behind him. Rachel was standing at the sink dabbing her dress with a cloth, it was blood stained. Quinn's face quickly changed from one of panic to one of worry. "Oh God, Rach what happened," she asked as she stood next to Rachel and took the cloth from her fiancée's hand. Rachel looked up at her sheepishly. "It's okay, the cap on my catheter came loose. I'm fine," she said. Quinn shook her head. "You're not fine. What happened with Shannon?" the blonde asked as she began dabbing Rachel's chest area gently as not to cause further damage.
Rachel glanced at Santana and Kurt who were looking at her, but not with sympathy, with looks of intent, like they were preparing to unleash hell on the party. Turning back to face Quinn she found those hazel eyes she loved staring down at her with concern and she melted. "She told me that it was only a matter of time before you ditched me for someone who had a longer life expectancy and that she would be waiting when that happened," Rachel uttered out quietly as she lowered her head to gaze at her hands that were being held be Quinn.
That was it. Quinn's anger had reach boiling point and before anyone could stop her she was out the door and down the stairs before anyone could stop her. Within seconds she found Shannon standing in the living room joking around with some other Cheerio's. "Hey," Quinn called out and when Shannon looked up, SMACK, Quinn sent her fist swinging at the girls face and sent her flying back onto the coffee table which collapsed under the force of her fall. Rachel, Kurt, Santana and everyone else watched on as Quinn turned the Cheerio inside out.
"That's for what you said to my fiancée," Quinn shouted, exaggerating the last word to get the point across. Not wanting to spend another minute looking at the girl, the blonde turned on her heel and walked over to where Rachel was standing. Just as Shannon was getting up, nursing her clearly bloody nose, Santana stepped forward and stood in front of the girl. When Shannon looked up, the Latina shot her smug smile before sending her fist into the girls face and sending her crashing back down on the crumpled pile of rubble on the ground. "And that's just 'cause I can," she said, linking pinkies with Brittany when her girlfriend fell into step beside her.
"Babe, are you okay? Do you wanna leave?" Quinn asked as she ran her hands up and down Rachel's arms trying to offer some sort of comfort from the motion. Rachel simply nodded her head as she self-consciously crossed her arms over her chest to try and hide the blood stains on her dress and cardigan. Blaine, who had been standing with Kurt watching the two girls walked up to them and jingled his car keys, "I can drive you home. Kurt's going to get a ride home with Finn so it's no trouble," he said. Quinn smiled at the dark haired boy and thanked him before escorting Rachel to Blaine's car.
The car ride home is silent. There's a dull aching in Quinn's hand from punching Shannon but she ignores it to reach out and grasp Rachel's to get some sort of reaction from the girl. But all she gets is a faint smile and before Rachel turns her head back towards the window and watched the passing street lights fly past. Once the reach the Berry house, it's dark, but there is a small amount of light coming from the hall light Quinn left on before they left. Hiram and Leroy were out of town for a work conference of Hiram's so they girls were home alone for the night.
Getting out of the car, they thanked Blaine for the ride home and he waited patiently in the car for them to enter the house before pulling out of the driveway and heading home. Once inside, Quinn locked the door and watched Rachel's retreating figure as the diva headed up stairs to her room. Walking to the kitchen, Quinn removed an ice pack from the freezer and wrapped a towel around it before clutching it to her already bruising knuckles. Switching off the light in the kitchen, Quinn made her way upstairs.
Entering the bedroom she found Rachel sitting on the bed gently clutching Quinn's stuffed lamb. The blonde walked around the bed and sat down next to her fiancée trying to read the diva's features to figure out what was going on in that head of hers. "Hey, talk to me. What's going on in there?" Quinn asked as she put down the ice pack and removed the lamb from Rachel's grasp so she could hold her hand. Rachel turned to face Quinn, but quickly diverted her gaze downwards because she knew she wouldn't be able to speak if she was looking Quinn in the eye.
"It's just, what Shannon said, it made me think," the spoke softly, but she knew by the way Quinn's hands tensed that she was trying not to interrupt, "If something happens, if I don't beat this thing….," Rachel stopped momentarily when she heard Quinn's deep intake of breath, indicating that she was trying not to break. "I want you to move on and be happy. I want you to find somebody to love, who loves you and know that I'm okay with it," Rachel said as she tried to hold back her tears as the thought of not being with Quinn caused a piece of her heart to break.
"No, no you listen to me. Okay you do not get to say those things to me, do you hear me," Quinn said as she cupped the side of Rachel's neck and gazed into brown eyes. "You are going to beat this thing and do you know why? Because you are the love of my life and I will never love anyone else," the blonde said through her tears. "So you are going to get better because I do NOT want to live my life alone. Okay!" Rachel wiped away her tears and nodded her head, "O-Okay," she replied. Quinn stroked the side of Rachel's face, her thumb wiping away the tear tracks on her cheek.
"Come on, let's get you cleaned up. Rachel stood up and headed towards the bathroom, while Quinn pulled out so clothes for the diva to change into. Walking to the dresser, she pulled out a pair of sleep shorts and her old Cheerio's t-shirt that Rachel loved to wear. She quickly changed herself into some night clothes and then walking into the bathroom, she placed the clothes she had picked out on the edge of the bath tub and then looked at Rachel. Removing the girls cardigan she tossed it in the laundry basket and when she turned around Rachel was standing with her arms over her chest.
"You don't have to help me I-I can do it on my own," Rachel said shyly. Gazing down, Quinn noticed that one of Rachel's hands was currently cradling the area where the chest catheter was resting. Instantly the former Cheerio knew why Rachel was trying to push her away. She didn't want her to see her exposed chest. Quinn had never seen Rachel undressed and vice versa, but she knew that at this particular moment it was more to do with feeling self-conscious than wanting to save herself for marriage.
"Rach, it's okay. Trust me," Quinn said as she cradled Rachel's face in the palm of her hand. Rachel released a shaky breath, before slowly lowering her arms and turning around, allowing the blonde to unzip the dress and watch as it fell to the ground and pooled at her feet. Slowly, the diva turned back around to face her lover and when she did she, Quinn immediately captured her lips in her own to sooth the smaller girls discomfort and was rewarded when she felt Rachel relax. After breaking the kiss, she pecked Rachel on the forehead and then turned towards the sink and removed the wash cloth from the warm soapy water.
With the gentlest of touches, Quinn wiped away the dried blood that marked the diva's skin, stopping for a moment to rinse out the cloth. When she had cleared the outer areas, the blond focused on the chest catheter and the tubes that were being held in place by a medical band aid. Wrapping the cloth round her pointer finger she softly dabbed away the remaining remnants of dried blood and when she was done she tossed the wash cloth in the basket and pulled the stop plug out of the sink to allow the slightly reddish water pour down the drain.
Facing the diva, Quinn stroked her cheek with the back of her hand and leaned down to place a chaste kiss to those lips she couldn't live without. Then she trailed her way down, kissing the diva's jawline, her neck and finally placed a long lingering kiss on Rachel's chest next to the catheter. Standing back up, she reached across for the clothes she had brought in earlier helped her fiancée dress before they headed out of the en suite and made their way to the bed. Removing the extra pillows and all other items and they climbed under the duvet. Quinn opened up her arms and Rachel instantly settled herself into the embrace and rested her head on the blonde's chest. The sound of her heartbeat helping to lull her to sleep, and with that they drifted off, leaving behind the events of the night to make way for a new day.
Okay so I know I said that we would find out where all the other graduating Gleeks would end up in this chapter, but it didn't seem to fit in with the flow of the chapter so I'm thinking I might leave it until the Nationals chapter to go along as dialogue between all the Gleeks.
So the next chapter is nationals…yay! And along with all the fun that entails, Rachel will ask Mr. Shue to do something important for Quinn.
So almost at 50 reviews… If this chapter manages to push over the mark, I promise to spend the next week posting updates. Also I'm writing this fic for you guys so if you have an ideas or suggestions as to where you would like this to go or what you like to see happen or included, please feel free to voice your ideas. They could change the outcome of the story. Talk to you soon!