Author's note: Okay, I know it's been a super long time since I've updated but I just didn't have any motivation to write. I felt like you all deserved this so I came up with a little something. Hope you like it.

-Ashlee :)

CHAPTER NINE

Rachel POV

Rachel stood nervously outside of the apartment door. She never thought she'd stoop to this level, but she had nowhere else to go.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't David Schwimmer. What can I do for you?" Cassandra July said with a smug smirk and a cocked eyebrow.

"Cassie, please don't flatter yourself. I am simply here because I missed my dear friend."

Cassie started laughing and shaking her head, all the while opening the door wider so Rachel could enter. "Listen, Berry; I'm not as naïve a you think I am. I know you want some of this, but my question is, why?"

"Quinn wants to pursue a relationship with Santana," Rachel said while removing her coat and making herself comfortable.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, that sexy, feisty Latina?"

"Yeah, that's the one."

"So, what's the plan? Make blondie extremely jealous, she runs back to you, and spicy tits rock my world one last time?"

"I don't want to hurt Quinn, and I doubt she'd even get jealous of you."

"While I'm slightly insulted by your assumption; Quinn's gotten jelly of me before so I'm sure it can happen again." Cassie walked towards Rachel with an evil glint in her eye, "So, are you in?"

Rachel thought about it for a while and finally made her decision, "Okay, I'm in."

Quinn POV

Quinn misses Rachel a little, but still wants to branch out her relationship with Santana. She just doesn't want her friendship with the tiny diva to be ruined. Quinn was lying on her bed thinking of all the options, when there was a knock on the door.

"Come in," Quinn said as she leaned up.

"Hey, you okay?" Kurt asked peeking his head in the room.

"Yeah, have a sit" Quinn patted the bed next to her.

"So, what's the latest on this love triangle we have forming?"

Quinn rolled her eyes, "Well, Rachel and I broke up, then Santana and I had a moment and I really want to try things with San, but I want to keep my friendship with Rachel."

"Oh Quinn, you really are in a rut. Have you talked to Rachel about starting a relationship with Santana?"

"You mean, like ask for permission?"

"In a way, yes."

"Well, not exactly. Besides Santana doesn't want to go into anything too fast because she thinks I still have feelings for Rachel; I mean, I do, but I have feelings for Santana as well."

"It is a little flip floppy of you considering you and Rachel just broke up two days ago. You need to give it a lot of time and thought before you even consider starting a new relationship and talking to Rachel about it."

"Yeah, I guess you're right. I just don't want anyone to get hurt."

"I think you're a tad bit late on that one. Just give it some time, then talk to Rachel," Kurt said while getting off the blonde's bed.

"Thanks, Kurt."

Kurt gave Quinn a wink from the doorway then walked out.

SANTANA POV

Santana was redoing her eyeliner just out of boredom when a voice accompanied by a knock startled her.

"Can I come in?"

"Geez, Lady Hummel, don't ever sneak up on me like that again," Santana said while wiping the eyeliner off her cheek.

"Sorry, I just wanted to check up on you."

"For what?"

"You know: you, Quinn, Rachel?" Kurt said walking further into the room.

"There's nothing to talk about. Quinn still loves Rachel, I'm just her rebound, that's all."

"You are not a rebound. The chemistry between you and Quinn has always been there."

"That's called friendship doofus."

"I'm serious, San. Quinn really does love you, but she still has a little love left for Rachel."

"Yeah, well I'm not down for sharing and I never have been, so, sorry. Now if you would excuse me, I'd like to try on hot outfits to tease Quinn with."

"You're horrible, Satan."

"Thank you… now, get out." Santana said with a sickly sweet smile.

Kurt just shook his head and walked out of the room. He did not know what was going on with his roomies. They needed to figure themselves out and fast.

A few hours later…

"Um, Kurt where's Rachel?" Quinn asked looking around the apartment for the girl mentioned.

"I don't know, she said she was going out like four hours ago and she looked smoking."

Quinn didn't think Rachel would try to move on so fast, but she was in no position to stop her.

There was a sound of a key in the door to the apartment and a tousled looking Rachel walked in. She was wearing a short party dress and there was stray lipstick all around her mouth and she definitely had after-sex hair.

"Rachel, where have you been and why didn't you answer your phone?" A worried Quinn said while approaching the disarrayed girl.

"As you can see, Quinnie I was a little busy," Rachel said menacingly.

"Seriously, Rach, you could've at least texted and said you were alive!" Kurt screeched from beside Quinn.

Rachel grabbed her head and shut her eyes, "Can you guys please stop screaming at me, I don't need any more voices than the ones I hear in my head."

"Rachel, where were you?" Quinn asked getting close to Rachel, trying to intimidate the shorter girl.

"Really Quinn? You think you can go back to your high school persona and get me to talk? Wow, you're not as smart as we all thought Ms. Ivy League."

"Kurt?" Quinn said, asking for assistant.

"Come on, Rach, where were you?" Kurt asked calmly.

"If you two must know I was having some wonderful shots and hot sex with Cassandra July, aka, Cassie. Are you happy now?"

Quinn just stood there staring at Rachel with her mouth open and tears welling up in her eyes. "Really? You're already slutting around with her? Fine, Rachel two can play at that game." Quinn marched away towards Santana's room.

"Quinn, no! Don't you dare do this to Santana!" Kurt said while chasing after the determined blonde.

"Why shouldn't I? I heard you talking to her; she think I'm using her anyways so I might as well." Quinn busted Santana's bedroom door open. The Latina was peacefully sleeping under the covers. Quinn got rid of her own shirt and removed her pants and climbed under the covers next to Santana.

"Quinn?" Santana mumbled, still half asleep.

"Yeah babe, it's me," Quinn said grabbing Santana's hips and pulling her closer.

"W-What are you doing?" Santana could barely get her words out when Quinn started kissing her neck and leaving little love bites.

"Just relax, baby, let me love you," Quinn grabbed Santana's chin and pulled her into a deep kiss.

Santana knew she should stop before things got too far, but Quinn just felt so good and she was too far-gone to care. Santana deepened the kiss even more and started sucking on Quinn's tongue. Santana was lost in bliss when Quinn started unhooking her bra. Quinn looked into Santana's eyes silently asking for permission.

"Please, Quinn," Santana begged. And that's all Quinn needed to hear before she made love to Santana all night long.

ALSO, ANY FABERRY FANS, I HAVE A NEW STORY CALLED STEALING MAGNOLIA'S HEART ABOUT RACHEL'S DAUGHTER BEING IN QUINN'S PRESCHOOL CLASS. IT'S FULL OF FABERRY FLUFF. CHECK IT OUT! :)