This is a short chapter. I wanted to keep it a little sweet. It's more of a set up for the next chapter which should have more going on. Sorry about the delay in updates, school.

Chapter 10

Rachel: I need your help

Santana: Who's this?

Rachel: It's Rachel

Santana: How did you get my number?

Rachel: Quinn, obviously

Santana: Delete it

Rachel: Will you just help me please?

Santana: With what

Quinn arched her back as Rachel worked wonders with her tongue. For someone who had never done this before, she sure was good at it. That's when she felt Rachel do something she had only had one person do to her. She looked down between her legs to make sure she was actually having sex with the right person. She stared at Rachel who was busy with her mouth between the blondes' thighs, but also looking over at her phone. Is she texting?

Rachel: She really likes that

Santana: The circles or the sucking?

Rachel: Circles

Rachel: Both

"Rachel, what are you doing?" Quinn asked. Rachel tucked her phone away and looked up at the blonde.

"Going down on you?" Rachel said as more of a question than a response.

"Are you texting?"

"No…." The brunette lied.

"…Why would you be….OH MY GOD!" Quinn said jumping up off of the bed. "We're you texting Santana about…THIS!?" Quinn asked gesturing to her naked half. Rachel jumped up after the girl and looked at her with her big eyes.

"I just wanted to make sure I was….you know….good for you." Rachel sat down on the bed and pouted. "Please don't be mad."

"Rachel…." Quinn took a deep breath. "I understand why you did it but next time, just ask ME what I like, ok?" Rachel nodded. "Now," Quinn picked up some of her clothes from the floor. "I'm going to kick Santana's ass."

"Quinn, no," Rachel said stopping the angry blonde. "She was just trying to help."

"No she wasn't, she was just being a perv."

"Well, at least we were bonding."

"Over having sex with me!" Quinn shouted.

"It's better than nothing." Rachel shrugged.

"Ugh!" Quinn lied back down on the bed. Rachel walked over to the bed and sat down near Quinn's feet.

"…Want me to finish before you go to class?" Rachel asked grinning coyly.

"Well duh."

Quinn made her way across the grass towards her math class. She walked slowly, enjoying the cold winter breeze against her face. She felt buzzing coming from her purse so she stopped to answer her phone.

"Hello?"

"Quinnie?"

"Hi, mom." Quinn began walking again to class.

"Your father and I heard about you and Finn dear."

"I'm okay, it was a mutual decision."

"Well, it looks good when you have a nice young man with you to escort you to events."

"Mom, I don't need a boyfriend."

"Your father and I have set you up with someone for this Saturday."

Quinn stopped abruptly and took a deep breath.

"What?"

"Are you already seeing someone else?"

Quinn felt her heart begin to race. She should just tell her she was seeing someone. She didn't have to say it was Rachel. Then what would she say? Her parents would probably want to meet the boy, a boy.

"No."

"Good, we'll see you this weekend."

With that said, she hung up. What was she going to tell Rachel? Was she going to tell Rachel? Quinn stood outside of her classroom and clenched her bag. She took a deep breath before she entered and took a seat towards the back. She pulled out a book (possibly the wrong one) and pretended to pay attention once class started. All she could think about was Rachel. What would she say? Would she be mad? It wasn't her idea? Maybe she could just go and say it didn't work out? Maybe she could pretend to get sick?

Quinn sat in class as tried to figure out how to explain this to Rachel. Soon enough class was over and Quinn was packing up. Her phone began buzzing again and she answered calmly.

"Hello?"

"Q, get back here quick, I need to talk to you about something."

"Is everything alright?"

"Just get your ass over here."

Quinn hung up the phone and quickly headed out and went straight to her dorm. She'll talk to Rachel as soon as she's done with Santana.

"Is everything ok?" Quinn said as she walked into the room, shutting the door behind her. Santana quickly stood up and faced the blonde.

"I'm thinking about having sex with Puck."

"….And you're telling me this why?" Quinn asked confused. Santana rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over her chest.

"I…don't really….want to."

"So then don't." Quinn took a seat on her bed and looked up at the Latina. "Santana, what's this about?"

"…...Brit." Santana looked away and sat on her bed.

"But she already knows about you and Puck. Is she asking you not to?"

"No." Santana shook her head. Quinn sat there and watched her best friend. She could see tears had begun to form in the corner of her eyes, that's when she realized what was going on.

"Oh, you…..you don't want to." The blonde got up and sat next to the girl. "Santana, it's ok."

"No, it's not." She choked out. Santana wiped at her eyes. "I didn't notice until last night."

"Notice?" Quinn asked. Santana took a deep breath.

"Last night I was with Brit. We were fooling around like usual while you and the hobbit were out. It started off like normal but then….something happened. It was different….gentle. The way she looked at me when she….." Santana shook her head and wiped her tear-stained face. "It was different."

Quinn reached up and gently took her friends chin into her hand and turned her to look at her. She smiled softly until the Latina looked at her.

"You made love to her Santana. There's nothing wrong with that. You don't want Puck because you're….."

"No, I can't be."

"You love her S." With that said, Santana leaned into Quinn and cried. She nodded as she sobbed into the blonde.

"I do."

Quinn and Santana walked over to Rachel and Brittany's room a few hours later. It took Quinn a while to convince the stubborn Latina to leave. Quinn knocked on the door and a bubbly blonde answered quickly.

"Quinn! Santana!" Brittany wrapped the darker girl in a tight hug.

"Hey B." Santana smiled shyly at the girl. "Can I talk to you for a minute?" Brittany nodded, looking a little confused. She stepped outside with the girl and they shut the door behind them.

"What's that about?" Rachel asked. Quinn smiled and walked over to the small girl. She lowered her voice before answering.

"Santana's in love with Brittany. She's going to tell her." Rachel squealed and smiled.

"Really!?"

"Shhh."

"Sorry."

Quinn took Rachel's hand and led them over to the bed. They sat down and Rachel looked up at the blonde.

"I have to tell you something." Quinn started.

"I love you too." Rachel said quickly. She looked down shyly at her feet dangling from the bed. Quinn froze. Quinn was not expecting that, but now that she thinks about it, she can see why Rachel was. She loves her? Really? Quinn felt her chest swell and a giant smile break out across her face. She turned the girl towards her, leaned in, and kissed the girl passionately. Their lips moved together frantically as their teeth clashed and their tongues fought for dominance. Quinn began to feel herself becoming wet. She wanted so badly to slip her hand under the smaller girls' skirt. However, she remembered that Santana and Brittany were right outside the door. Not that she really cared if they walked in on them. What made her pull away was remembering why she actually had to talk to her.

"Wait, I still have to tell you something….else." Quinn pulled away and looked into the brunettes now very dark eyes. "My parents did something." Quinn started. Rachel just looked distractedly at the blondes lips and nodded. "They set me up…to go on a date with some guy this Saturday." That got the girls attention.

"What?"

"Please don't be mad."

"You're going to go?" Rachel asked hopping off the bed.

"If I don't…."

"I know." Rachel said. She wrapped her arms around herself as she became more upset.

"Rachel," Quinn got up to hold the girl, "I will mean nothing. I'll tell them it didn't work out with the guy. I'll only be thinking about you. I love you."

Rachel nodded and stepped back. She wiped the lone tear she shed and looked up at the blonde and smiled slightly.

"I like hearing that, a lot."

"You're not mad?" Quinn asked hopefully.

"No," Rachel shook her head, "As long as i can sext you during."

Quinn laughed and leaned in to kiss the girl. They stopped when they heard Brittany squeal happily from outside.

"I guess it went well." Rachel said smiling. Quinn just shook her head.

"Santana in love. Never thought I'd live to see the day."