Hey guys here is update number 11, hope you guys enjoy it. Once again thanks for all the feedback, as always it makes my day.

BTW: emapth is someone who has the ability to feel whatever other people are feeling at first hand. It's kind of a Charmed reference. If you're familiar with the show you know what I mean. I hope I don't confuse any of you guys.

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Rachel just sat there as she processed Quinn's confession, and clenched the covers of her bed. She couldn't believe what she had just heard, she was aware of Sugar's fascination with Quinn, but she didn't want to even consider the idea of her wife's lips brushing against anyone else's. Quinn was hers, they both vowed to be each other's the day of their wedding, and she really hoped that they could keep that promise even after everything that had gotten in their way. It was a rare sight when Rachel was silent, especially when it came to standing up to anyone who showed interested in anything that belonged to her, more importantly her wife, but in all honesty she didn't know what to say.

She felt all sorts of emotions, and couldn't make out which one she should project. If she had to imagine what it was like to be an empath, she would imagine it to be something like that. She was angry, and wasn't sure if it was due to Sugar's actions, or if it had to do with the fact that her wife attempted to keep it from her in spite of the fact that they were in the middle of working on their relationship. She was also afraid, afraid that during their time apart Sugar planted a seed inside Quinn's heart, which now continued to grow. Why had Quinn waited this long to tell her what was going on, could it be possible that she had feelings for Sugar? God how she hoped that wasn't the case. She couldn't imagine what it would be like to see Quinn living her life with someone else. That idea was not possible. She was brought out of her thoughts when she felt Quinn's hand cup the side of her face, but immediately she pulled away.

"Rach, please I'm sorry! Don't-"

"Don't what Quinn? Why didn't you tell me about Sugar the moment you got here? Why did you have to wait for me to question you about it, before you could even mention it? Do you- when did it happen?" Quinn looked at ground as Rachel finished, why hadn't she just listened to Santana?

"Quinn!" Rachel demanded when her wife remained quiet, and avoided eye contact.

"Rach- I just I don't know okay I didn't think it was a big deal." Rachel scuffed and got out of bed.

"Not a big deal? Are you being serious right now? How is that not a big deal?" She said she stood directly in front of Quinn.

"I pushed her away before anything actually happened."

"Well, what did happen?" Rachel asked as she crossed her arms.

"And I want the truth Quinn! I deserve the truth." Quinn just looked up at her and nodded.

"I was in my office earlier than usual, because I planned to leave earlier as well. I was in the middle of reviewing a student's application to Colombia, when I heard a knock at my door. It was Sugar-" Rachel flinched at the mention of Sugar, and it didn't go unnoticed by Quinn but she still continued what she was saying.

"She brought me some coffee, and we started talking about me and you, and how we had decided to work on us, and she basically told me that she feared our friendship would be over. I tried to reassure her that even if you and I got back together she and I could still remain friends." Rachel remained silent, but the look that she was giving Quinn as she spoke was loud and clear. She didn't approve of anything that Quinn had said so far, and she hadn't even gotten to the kiss part.

"What else?" Rachel asked when Quinn stopped talking.

"Rachel, is this really necessary? Isn't it enough that I stopped her from doing anything else?" Rachel just shook her head.

"No it's not enough! I want to know what gave that stupid bitch the idea that it was okay for her to place her filthy mouth around MY wife's lips." Rachel was fuming, and it didn't even matter if Quinn continued, or not because she had only one thing on her mind, and it ended with her teaching Sugar a lesson.

"Rach-"

"Don't Rach me Quinn. Why couldn't you just tell me everything from the beginning when I asked you about work? Why did you have to wait until Santana called me to let me know? Does it- is it because you- like her?" Rachel asked fearing the possibility of Quinn saying yes, but Quinn shook her head no, and approached her."

"I'm sorry Rach, it was stupid of me not to tell you right away, but you have to believe me when I say that I don't have feelings for her, at least not in an intimate way. If I didn't tell you about it sooner it was because I didn't want to upset you. Things between us were just beginning to look up, and I didn't want this little incident to bring us back down." Quinn tried to wrap her arms around Rachel as she finished speaking, but Rachel backed away.

"It's not a little incident Quinn; do you not realize that I was right all along? You always assured me that I had nothing to worry about when all along I was right! I had reason not to trust her. I don't like her, and I especially don't like the idea of you two working in the same school."

"Rachel, nothing is going to happen between us, she made a mistake and apologized for it." Quinn tried to explain, but Rachel didn't have it.

"Don't tell me you believe her Quinn!"

"Look, I told her that I was sorry but that it was best if we didn't see each other for awhile. I thanked her for the coffee, and then I closed the door behind her. After that I called Santana and we met up for lunch. Nothing else happened I promise, and nothing else will! You have to believe me baby, I love you okay, nothing, and no one will ever change that." Rachel nodded as a tear escaped her eye. She believed Quinn, but she knew that Sugar wasn't going to back away, and she worried that it would lead to losing Quinn. She wanted Quinn to hold her, and tell her over, and over again that everything was going to be alright until she believed it, but she also wanted to break down and cry, and she didn't want Quinn around to see that.

"Rach, are you okay?"

"Yes, I am." Rachel said as she wiped away her tears.

"I just think it's best if you leave."

"Rachel, I'm sorry. Please don't do this."

"I forgive you, and I believe you Quinn, it's just that I really want to be alone right now." She let out a long sigh before she continued.

"I- need time to process everything, because it's all too much for me, and I- I can't help but feel that I've already lost a piece of you, and like you're not all mine." She started to cry as she finished speaking and instinctively Quinn pulled her towards her and held her tightly as she peppered kisses all over her face.

"Baby I am yours one hundred percent! You never have to question that okay?" Rachel just nodded, but it didn't make the fear dissipate, and she still wanted to be left alone.

"Thank you Quinn, I truly appreciate your words, and you must know that they mean the world to me, you mean the world to me, but I hope you can understand that I need to be left alone." Rachel looked up and saw the look of disappointment on Quinn's face. It looked like she was about to dispute Rachel's plead, but instead she remained quiet as she broke away from the hug.

"Okay, but please promise me that you're going to be alright, and please promise to call me when you get the chance." Quinn implored as she tried to keep her unshed tears from making an appearance.

"I will, and I am sorry I'm requesting this from you, I know it can't be easy for you to accept it, but it means a lot to me that you respect it." She said as she reached for Quinn's hand.

"And I do promise to give you a call later on, I'll be okay you don't have anything to worry about. I'm sure daddy has raided the apartment of any alcohol." She said with a giggle, but the look on Quinn's face let her know how humorous she found it.

"Rachel! That's not funny!"

"I know, I'm sorry I was just trying to lighten up the mood, however I do apologize, sometimes I feel like I have no filter." Quinn broke out into a barely there smile and nodded.

"Yes, we need to work on that filter of yours." Quinn said as she leaned into peck Rachel on the lips. She didn't pull away, but she didn't kiss her back, and that broke Quinn's heart.

"Okay, well I guess I'll be leaving, please don't forget to call me when you go to bed." Rachel just nodded.

"I love you."Quinn said before she stepped out the door.

"I love you too." Rachel said, and with that Quinn's figure disappeared behind the door.

When Quinn stepped out of the room, Rachel let herself fall on her bed and let her tears drive her to sleep, she had learned that sleeping things off was the only thing that helped her cope with

whatever problems she had with Quinn, and at that moment she wanted to escape. Quinn didn't know what to do, she just knew that she didn't want to leave Rachel alone, especially because of what it had lead to the last time. She wouldn't forgive herself if Rachel ever harmed herself because of something she did ever again, but she wanted to respect Rachel's decisions and she left. On her drive home she decided to give Santana a call to let her in on what had happened.

"Damn it Q! Don't you dare ever do this to me again! I was worried sick! You realize that I had to call Berry, and almost ended up telling her about the kiss, because I wanted to make sure that you were okay?"

"Well she knows now…"

"What do you mean she knows now?"

"Well after you called she found it suspicious that you and I had not only met up for lunch, but that we got into an argument, and I didn't even bother to inform her, so she did what Rachel does best, and interrogated me."

"Jesus, and what did you tell her? How did she handle everything? Are- you okay?" Santana asked genuinely feeling concern for Quinn, because although she didn't agree with Quinn's method of handling the situation she still felt bad that it backfired on her, and kind of felt guilty about it.

"Yea I'm okay, I think that she handled it very well. I mean she was upset, to say the least, but she tried to handle it as calmly as possible, she just asked that I gave her some alone time, which is why I called you. I really don't like the idea of Rachel being alone right now, and Ishmael is out running some errands for her, so I was um wondering if maybe you could go check up on her when you get the chance, and let me know how she's doing?" Quinn asked timidly, because neither she, nor Santana had made an effort to apologize about their previous argument.

"Yea Q, you don't even have to ask. I was planning to stop by after work, but I might just finish off this paper work and head right over."

"Thanks San, and I- I'm sorry about walking out on you earlier. I was just frustrated and terrified about having to tell Rachel, but in the end you were right, and if I had spoken to her before she got suspicious I probably would be beside her instead of making my way to my cold empty studio." She let out a sigh as her mistake became clearer by the second.

"You don't need to apologize Q, I know you were frustrated, just know that I'm always on your side, even when it doesn't appear that way. If I tell you something it's only because I have your best interest at heart, and I'm always going to look out for you whether you like it or not blondie! You're stuck with me until the end." Santana finished with a laugh and shortly after they ended their phone call.

As Quinn was entering her studio's building she noticed a white envelope on the floor, with her name on it. She picked up and inside was a card from Sugar.

Quinn,

I know that you asked for some space between us, and I respect it, but please know that this is really hard for me. I wish I had never been honest about my feelings for you. I should have kept everything to myself, because the risk of not having you in my life (even if it is just as a friend) is much too high. I don't want to lose you Quinn. You're the only friend that I have here ever since I moved from Ohio, because of Rory. I'm sorry for all the trouble I have caused in your marriage, but please allow me to make things better. Let Rachel know that want to treat her to lunch so that I can apologize. I just feel horrible about everything. I should have never kissed you. Please forgive me. Give me a call when you get the chance.

-xoxo Sugar

After Quinn read the card she thought about calling Sugar, but decided that it was best if she ignored it for the time being. She didn't need more reasons to have Rachel mad at her, and although she believed Sugar, she was beginning to think that maybe it was going to be necessary to end her friendship with the girl once and for all. It hurt her to consider that because over the years she and Sugar had gotten very close, and she had been a great friend to her during her separation with Rachel. There was also the bonding that they did because they both experienced what it was like to have a cheating partner, and in a way, that alone brought them closer together, so it did make her sad to think about her friendship ending. She forced herself out of those thoughts as she checked her email, in case she had any new emails from work. Sure enough there was a whole new set of emailed applications that she had to review and make sure to include recommendation letters when needed. As she was scrolling down her inbox she saw a message from a familiar person, and she almost had to do a double take before she clicked it open.

Hey Q,

This is Brittany; we used to be in the cheerios together back when we were all in Lima. Hope you still remember me. I know we haven't spoke in awhile, but Lord Tubbington has been messing around with my laptop and somehow gets to my email before I even get the chance to read it. Okay so maybe it's just that I'm bad at keeping in touch through technology and Lord Tubbington has nothing to do with it. Sometimes I wish we were back in high school when it was okay for me to use him as an excuse to avoid confrontation. I guess I'm writing to you, because we had made plans to meet up whenever I was in town, and well I'm here until Sunday afternoon for a gig that my dance studio from back home participates in. Maybe you can even come see me dance? I would say bring Rach, but I don't if you guys are back on speaking terms. I hope that you guys are, because I hate it when you both have your sad little panda faces. Seeing you guys sad makes me sad as well. I don't know if you still have the same number, but I do so just give me a call when you get the chance. I hope to see you, because I missed ya more than infinity and beyond.

P.S.

I still don't know what (P.S) means, but I always see people do that at the end of letters, and then I thought it was kind of funny because if you think about it the P and the S together make a sound that you do when you want to tell someone a secret, so I guess it makes sense to include it in emails and letters. Well anyway I was just wondering if you had any news on Sanny? Is she still with Joe, is he treating her well? I really hope she's happy, and that you're taking care of her for me. Well I'm going to go because we have to meet up for rehearsal, but give me a call when you have free time. Don't forget okay, tie a red string around your finger if you have to. Sometimes that works for me, but sometimes it doesn't because I forget to look at my finger, but I know you won't forget. Talk to you soon ; )

-It's Brittany Bitch

As Quinn read the email from Brittany she couldn't help but smile, and chuckle at some of the comments that her friend had made. Even after so much time she was still the same and it brought her some comfort in knowing that in spite of everything Brittany was still a ball of energy and positive hope. What kind of threw her off though, was that Brittany asked her about Santana. Hadn't she read the email that Santana had sent her? It had been a couple of days since that so by now she should have gotten to it. She debated on holding off on the reply until she could show it to Santana, but decided on emailing Brittany on her own.

Britt- Britt,

How are you my lovely? It's so good to hear from you, and I would love to see you dance, and you would be happy to know that Rachel are back on speaking terms so maybe we can both see you perform after all. It's been way too long since we've seen each other and you're very much missed my duck princess. I hope Lord Tubbington is behaving himself, and that he allows you to read this email, before he can dispose of it ; ). Sometimes I miss high school too, although when we were there I always dreamt of leaving that place, so that Rach, and I could finally live together without being bothered. There are moments when I wish we were all back in high school, because at least in high school we all had each other, and sometimes I really miss that. I guess that's what happens when you take stuff for granted. Anyway it's always nice to walk back down memory lane, so I look forward to meeting up for lunch catching up.

P.S

You're right about the noise the P and the S make together, I can't believe I never thought about it before, but your theory certainly makes sense : ). You asked me about Santana, have you not heard from her recently? It was to my understanding that she had emailed you, or something. Maybe it didn't go through, well San is doing well. I would like to say she was doing great, but a big part of her has been missing so I know she won't be great until she has it back. Would it be okay with you if she came to see you dance as well? Let know what you think. If you're free during dinner time let me know, maybe we can go eat at our favorite diner, just thinking about it makes me hungry. I miss ya Britt, and I'm really happy you're here! Can't wait to see you!

-Q

So that was update 11, I know it was a lot shorter than my recent ones, but I did it that way, because I wanted to bring Brittany into the story. Let me know what you guys think in regards to that. Also I want to point out that I appreciate the amount of honesty I receive. I know a couple of people haven't been pleased with me because of my last updates, just know that everything happens for a reason, and in the end it is a Faberry story so keep that in mind ;) Thanks for your time as always guys it means a lot to me.

-A girl I once knew