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Anyway, enough of this incessant waffling. Here's Chapter 10, hope you enjoy it! ^^

-Btw, this is a future chapter, so it skips a few years. Hope you guys don't mind.

8 years later…

Quinn heard the jangle of keys as the door clicked open, and sprung up from her position on the sofa to race over to the door to meet the petite brunette who was making her way into the apartment.

"Hey Quinn, I'm ho-jfgdfjnk!"

Her words were muffled and suddenly cut off as Quinn flew across the room and flung her arms around her startled girlfriend, causing her to drop her bag and stumble slightly.

"Hey you!" giggled Rachel, her tone a blend of surprise and delight. "What's gotten into you today?"

"Nothing, I missed you and I'm just really happy to see you!" Quinn beamed, her eyes bright with excitement. "So, how was work?"

"Oh, the usual. Tony arrived late, then Christa forgot the words to her solo again, then Randall showed up and gave us all a lecture on how 'we are professional performers, not kids performing in their churches' Nativity play!' But then we actually managed to get some work done, and then we discussed the roles for the new play we're going to be performing soon, and…"

"And?"

"I GOT THE LEAD!"

"Oh my god, Rach! That's amazing!"

Quinn engulfed Rachel in another giant hug and gave her a warm kiss, which the brunette returned enthusiastically.

"I know! At first, I really thought Randall was going to give the part to Jenny, just because she's had so much experience, coming from Juilliard and all, but then he turned around and said, 'Rachel, you're our new star! You're going to be playing the lead in our latest production of Funny Girl!' I just… I just can't believe it!"

Rachel then slumped back onto the sofa, the reality of the situation finally dawning on her. Quinn perched next to her, lacing their fingers together and grinning ecstatically.

"Wow Rach. I am so proud of you. Seriously, I mean you've worked so hard and come so far, and now you finally get to achieve your dreams. You deserve all of this Rachel, and so much more."

Rachel smiled at the dazzling blonde gratefully, leaning over and snuggling into her chest.

"Thank you Quinn. You know, I wouldn't have been able to do any of this without you. I mean, you were the one who encouraged me to take that internship at the theatre in the first place. And now, here I am, being offered the leading role in their latest show! I actually get to sing the songs that were originally sung by the one and only Barbra Streisand! Do you know how insane that is?"

"I think I'm starting to get an idea." Quinn chuckled.

"Wait. You don't think… do you think she'll be there to see it?"

"Who?" asked Quinn quizzically.

"Barbra, of course!" exclaimed Rachel excitedly.

Quinn merely stared at the brunette, one eyebrow raised in disbelief.

"Yes. Because I'm sure Barbra Streisand has nothing better to do than abandon her busy life to come and see a play being performed in the Wadsworth theatre in downtown Los Angeles." Quinn stated flatly.

"Well, I just thought she might want to see it." Rachel huffed, sitting up and crossing her arms in a grumpy manner.

"Aww, come on Rach. Don't be like that. I was just kidding! I mean, if Barbra knew about the play, I'm sure she would love to come and see you perform. I know I would."

Quinn smiled at Rachel, hoping to get a positive response from her compliment, but the brunette merely narrowed her eyes and blew her bangs out of her eyes with a loud 'hmmphh'.

"Fine. Be like that. But if you don't talk to me, then you won't be getting any of the Chinese food I ordered."

Rachel rolled her eyes as a signal of her disinterest at Quinn's threat.

"And, I won't tell you about the exciting thing I had planned to do tonight…" Quinn stated, her expression one of amusement and excitement. Rachel snuck a peek at Quinn out of the corner of her eye, trying to ascertain whether the blonde was telling the truth or simply trying to get her to speak. But from the spark in Quinn's eyes, and the way she seemed to be trembling from head to toe, Rachel decided that she was being honest.

"Okay. What is it?"

"Uh-uh." Quinn shook her head and waggled a finger at Rachel, standing up and walking backwards, beckoning her forward. "You're going to have to do better than that. Right now I don't feel like you really want to talk to me, I think you're just pretending so you can find out what I have to say."

Quinn was smiling that cheeky smile that only appeared at times like this, and Rachel had to bite the inside of her cheek in order to stop her mouth from betraying her and beaming at the blonde. No matter how much Quinn annoyed her sometimes with her roguish yet playful games, Rachel couldn't dispute that the blonde's mischievous grin was the cutest thing she had ever seen; including the time Lord Tubbington fell into the toilet at Brittany's and tried unsuccessfully to climb out, each failed attempt resulting in him sliding dejectedly back down into the watery porcelain tub.

Rachel sighed audibly, then pulled herself up and began walking towards Quinn, her footsteps purposefully heavy and slow.

The blonde giggled, taking Rachel's hand in her own when she was close enough. "Oh Rach. You really are just the cutest thing."

Rachel couldn't control herself anymore; she smiled widely, completely abandoning her façade of hurt.

"Hmm. Well, you're pretty easy on the eyes yourself." murmured the brunette, trailing her hand up and down Quinn's arm.

The blonde giggled, leaning forward and placing a light kiss on Rachel's forehead, inhaling the wonderful scent that was the brunette.

"Mmm, Rach, you have the most... intoxicating smell." Quinn murmured, wrapping her arms around the smaller girl and pulling her into a hug.

Rachel stepped back, with a familiar look in her eye. Quinn recognised that look, and it only meant one thing; it was time for a long-overdue, extra-special-Rachel-Berry-speech.

"Well, that's what happens when you take good care of yourself using the proper methods recommended by hygiene specialists. Of course, when you have such a busy career, like I do, keeping up a routine can be hard, but I always find time, because if there's one thing my dads never let me forget, it's that first impressions are important. And who knows who I may bump into when I'm going to got my morning coffee or when I'm on my way to the gym for my weekly workout? I mean, it could be a scout from Broadway, or a fellow performer, or Barbra herself, and my god, what would I do then? I couldn't look shabby in front of Barbra Streisand, I mean, that's practically a crime in the world of showbiz-"

"RACHEL!"

The brunette clamped her lips together, smiling apologetically.

"Sorry Quinn. Got a bit... carried away again."

"Just a bit." chuckled Quinn.

"Anyway, what did you want to say to me? You said you had something exciting planned?" Rachel said, her eyes bright with excitement.

"Ohh, now someone's eager." replied Quinn, smirking at the impatient brunette.

"Quinnnnnnn!"

"Okay, okay! Just... give me a minute." Quinn took a deep breath, and Rachel's eyebrows furrowed with confusion. Quinn had sounded excited before, but now she seemed... nervous. "Okay. So, we've been together for quite a while now, and..."

"Oh my god. You're breaking up with me, aren't you? Oh! Quinn, whatever I did, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, knowing me it was probably a result of me speaking without thinking, but I'll make it up to you, just please don't lea-"

"Rachel Berry. If you interrupt me one more time, I swear, I will... lock away all of your CD's and force you to listen to Justin Bieber for the rest of your life!"

"Okay. I'm sorry. I'll be quiet." Rachel ducked her head in shame, like a young schoolgirl being scalded.

Quinn giggled, taking Rachel's hand and kissing it tenderly.

"Now, I need you to listen to me Rachel, and listen properly. Because this... this is serious. I'm going to talk to you, and then I'm going to ask you something. And when I do, I want you to think about it very carefully. Do you understand?"

"Umm, sure." the brunette nodded, her eyes narrowing with confusion once more.

"Okay." Quinn exhaled loudly, clenching her fists repeatedly, something she only did when she was really nervous. "So, as I was saying, we've been together for a pretty long time now. And while things have been lovely, with us now living together, you achieving your dream of working in theatre, me becoming a successful attorney... I feel like we need to do something. Something to help us, umm, move forward, y'know?"

Rachel nodded, albeit slightly apprehensively.

"So, now I want to ask you something." Quinn reached into her pocket, withdrawing from it a small, white box. Rachel gasped, her breath hitching in her throat, rendering her speechless for what was probably the first time in her life.

Quinn then crouched down on her right knee, extending her arms out towards Rachel before opening the box. It contained a simple diamond ring, the sheer beauty of it dazzling Rachel for a split second.

Quinn's next words then dazzled Rachel for much longer than a split second.

"Rachel Berry, you mean the world to me. I have never loved anyone as much as I love you, and these past eight years with you have been simply magical. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, so I can wake up to your beautiful face every morning, and come home to it every day after work. I want to grow old with you Rachel, and I want you to be mine forever, so that I can cherish you, love you, and make you feel as special as you are. You're a star, Rachel. More importantly, though... you're my star. And so, I have one question for you... will you marry me?"

There was a second of silence that lasted the length of a single heartbeat. And then Rachel Berry exploded, producing a noise that sounded much like a mixture between a scream of joy and the sound a cat makes when it's getting its temperature taken.

"Oh my god, Quinn! Yes! Of course I'll marry you! YES YES YES! Wow, oh my god! I can't believe this is happening! It was so unexpected, I don't even... wow!"

Quinn beamed, throwing her arms around the ecstatic brunette. She then gently took Rachel's hand and slid the ring onto her finger, grinning when it slipped on smoothly without faltering.

"Perfect fit." murmured the blonde, cradling Rachel in her arms, before planting a delicate kiss first on the brunette's forehead and then on her lips.

"Just like you and me." whispered Rachel, content to remain right there, in the arms of the woman she loved, for the rest of her life.

I know this may seem like the end, but it's not! I have one more chapter planned after this one, so don't give up on me yet!

But I hope you all enjoyed this chapter, I tried to make it extra cute and fluffy – all the things us Faberry shippers can't get enough of! ^^

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