AN: It's Sunday! Just barely, but still. So, hereby, I grant thy an update. Yeah. I hope you like it, it's kind of... not yet the explosion you've been waiting for. Sorry. Not all that much real drama. Wait till the next chapter! =) If you have anything to say, or nothing to really add at all but 30 seconds to kill, maybe a review?

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11 Years

Quinn drove the still familiar way to the Berry household, her mind crowded with memories and expectations and nerves. She stopped 3 times out of the blue in the middle of the road, about to turn back. She actually almost threw up the third time, and that was when Susie insisted that Quinn would keep on driving from now on.

Wasn't this the kind of time that your mind went numb, or at least fainted to protect you from this kind of state? Because Quinn's mind was far from numb. Every color seemed more lucid. Every breath seemed deeper, more strained. Every nerve ending was as tense as it could be. She felt like she was tripping, high on drugs. Instead she was high on nerves.

Rachel was pacing, even going as far as completely ignoring her fathers. She should have thought this through. She shouldn't have just told Quinn to come over. This was Quinn, for crying out loud! Quinn couldn't just come over! Quinn Fabray, coming over? It bothered her how unlike her this really was, she wasn't one to cave for thoughtless impulses, she was someone who planned, organized, who considered even the details. And now Quinn was coming over.

She stopped her pace, stiffening, waiting, counting to 10 in her head.

Her dads looked at her.

The doorbell rang.

Allie raised her eyebrows.

"It takes your mother exactly 5 minutes and 23 seconds to get from her home to here. Also, I have a sixth sense."

Allie nodded, while Daniel was already at the door. He couldn't help his wide smile.

"Quinn, Susie, it's so lovely to see you both again!"

Susie lunged herself into his arms under Quinn's loving smile, and Quinn gave him a gentle hug after that.

"Dan, it's been too long."

They walked in, Quinn was relieved to find she felt a little more at ease after seeing Daniel again. It really wasn't such a big deal. It was just Rachel, really, they hadn't seen each other in over 10 years which made them barely acquainted, but they had been at ease with each other for a long time now.

Her confidence grew after greeting Elijah too, and swelled even more after Allie jumped very enthusiastically into her arms. She was alright here. Relaxed.

It was gone when she put Allie down, and looked up to meet Rachel's eyes.

11 years had done her well, she really did look more mature. It was probably also partly to blame on the clothing. No school girl outfit with plaid skirts and argyle sweaters, but a yellow dress. Her hair was hanging loosely off her shoulders, nonchalantly but still elegant somehow. Overall, Rachel was still gorgeous. But these were all just absent thoughts.

The thing that really had taken Quinn in it's grasp was the fact that the second she saw Rachel, the butterflies were back, like they had never really gone at all, and every hope and thought that Quinn had ever had about being over Rachel went flying out of the window, being replaced with inappropriate feelings and thoughts.

She was such a pathetic sucker for heartbreak.

Fortunately, Quinn had always been a champ at reigning in her emotions, storing them away, saving them for a more convenient time. So she stepped towards Rachel and stuck out her hand determinedly.

Rachel was still standing frozen, mouth hanging a little open, not yet done with taking in Quinn's appearance. Rachel never had been as good as Quinn was with hiding her emotions. It read on her face, but not even her delicate features spoke to Quinn as the lack of her voice did. Rachel was rarely rendered speechless.

Rachel eyed Quinn's hand, raising her eyebrows, and pulling Quinn in for a tight hug instead.

Susie seemed about to start rambling as always, but Allie put her hand over Susie's mouth to shut her up, and whispered:

"Look at our moms! Shut it!"

Quinn released Rachel. Both were glowing, and Quinn's heart was racing after the rush of physical contact. It felt like 11 years hadn't happened, exactly like what she always thought it would be like. One touch of Rachel, and time disappeared, and only Rachel mattered. And Rachel's radiating smile.

"So, this is quite the happening, wouldn't you agree?" Rachel said.

One word of Rachel, and everything would always come rushing back.

"Yeah. Our girls pulled our legs there!" Quinn laughed. "Tricky twins, aren't they?"

"Well, this is all kind of your fault. You were the ones who kept this from us," Allie said.

"I am still astounded that the both of you have decided to keep this vital piece of information a secret for us! You have raised me with very different values, you always emphasize how important honesty is for a pleasant family life, yet you have kept a major thing from me, mom! And mom, you then. My time here may have been short, but I certainly have noticed that you try to create an open environment to come home to as well. It absolutely makes no sense at all for you to not tell us this."

Susie crossed her arms, and like her words and behavior hadn't made it clear yet, she added:
"I demand an explanation!"

Rachel smiled adoringly. As much as she had quickly grown to love Allie, she still had missed this a little bit.

"I can only say that we both decided that it was for the best back then. And Quinn likes clean breaks."

An awkward silence was lurking, so Allie decided that this was the right time to reunite with her mother, so she quickly made her way to the blonde and wrapped her arms around her waist, burying her face in her mother.

"I missed you, mom."

She hears Susie say: "Hypocrite!" But decides not to pay any attention to it. She hears that Susie goes to hug Rachel as well. When she had made sure that she had out-hugged every ounce of homesickness inside of her, she released Quinn and skipped to the couch, where Daniel and Elijah also were. Susie and Rachel followed.

It was still for about 5 seconds. Then Susie - who else? - broke it. She called out loudly:

"By the way Allie, YOU WERE SO RIGHT!"

"What? About what?"
"About Mr. Puckerman being Noah!"

"ARE YOU SERIOUS? Mr. Puckerman's our dad! I knew it! Didn't I tell you so? I called it!"

"What did you tell them?" Quinn asked Rachel urgently.

"I only said that her father's name was Noah, that's it! Oh, and I showed his picture. But come on."

"Well mom, at least you had good taste. I mean, if we're gonna rate crush-worthy teachers at school..." Susie started.

"He'd be number one!" Allie agreed.

"With a bullet!" Susie finished.

4 jaws dropped, while the twins looked at each other surprised.

Allie said: "Did we just finish each other's sentences?"

"I believe we did. Well, you share my sentiments exactly, it seems!" Susie replied enthusiastically.

"Way cool!"

Allie held up her hand and Susie gave her a high five, both grinning widely.

Rachel snorted and gave Quinn a look, who said:

"Definitely our daughters!"

Rachel rolled her eyes, and, in a moment where words didn't do it - not even if you were Rachel Berry with an exceptionally large vocabulary - she placed her hand over Quinn's and squeezed it lightly. Quinn gasped and tensed, and when Rachel's hand promptly disappeared, Quinn felt her hand trembling subtly. It didn't stop.

Susie and Allie were caught up in a conversation about the things that they hadn't gotten to tell each other yet, and exchanging things like expectations and what they now knew their moms to really be like. Rachel and Quinn were shifting awkwardly, meeting each other's gazes, locking eyes, looking away.

It felt kind of silly to Rachel how they were most definitely the mature ones, but yet it seemed like she and Quinn were the awkward teens in this situation. She of course couldn't tell how Quinn felt, but she felt like one as well. Probably because seeing Quinn again brings back many feelings and emotions from her puberty, she mustered quietly. Like it's all one giant déjà vu.

There was no awkward vibe in the room, because it was filled with the voices of the 14-year olds. But the attention of Daniel and Elijah was now focused on their daughter and Quinn. They met each other's gaze, locked eyes, and looked away, both blushing. 16 seconds later, they repeated it. Actually, they repeated the ritual every 16 seconds.

"Maybe they're gonna stop now," Elijah whispered to his husband. "It's been 18 seconds already!"

Rachel looked up, lots of emotions in her eyes, mostly longing, and Quinn met her gaze. Their eyes locked. Then they looked away, both with their cheeks tinged pink.

"Oh come on, this is getting ridiculous!" Elijah hissed. He had to stretch his neck all the way out to reach the ear of his much taller husband.

Now Daniel met his eyes, and nodded before standing up.

"Girls!" He interrupted his granddaughter.

"Yes?" Allie replied in a calm tone, already expecting what would come next.

"Would you maybe like to get some ice cream with me and Elijah?"

"Ice cream! I love ice cream! It's been way too long since we got ice cream, grandpop! And now you can meet Allie for real!"
Susie jumped up, and said: "We'll be right back, if it's alright with you."

"It's alright with them," Elijah cut in.

"Get your coats!"

Susie bounced out, while Allie walked slowly, smirking and throwing Quinn one last look before she left. Unable to resist temptation, she gave her mother a 2-thumbs up, before disappearing.

When the door slammed shut, the awkwardness that was at first hidden beneath the voices of their daughters, was now full out in the open. They met each other's gaze, locked eyes, and looked away blushing. Quinn's blush was accompanied by a tiny laugh.

Talk. Something Somewhere else. Anywhere else. The thought rang very clear in Rachel's mind, and she wasn't even bothered by it's incoherence.

"Do you maybe wanna go..."
Where?

"Sure, gladly. Where? We can't really leave the house..."

"Somewhere where we're more comfortable... err..."
If Rachel Berry does something, she does it right, too. She was never afraid to 'take it there'.

Fine, so be it. If we're making this a déjà vu instigating High School Quinn and Rachel reunion, we might as well do it right and really take it there.

"Do you want to come up to my room?" Rachel asked, already eyeing the stairs.

"Okay," Quinn replied, voice still laced with hesitation.

Rachel smirked.

"I'll race you! First one up!"

And according to their old tradition, Rachel cheated by darting up the stairs while Quinn could only bolt after her the second after, laughing loudly.

Also according to their old tradition, Quinn won anyway, still laughing.

Her laughter died when she came face-to-face with a door with a large gold star on it and neat writing, saying:

Rachel Berry's Room.

Rachel gave her an intense but encouraging smile before walking in, and disappearing into the far too familiar room that still haunted Quinn in her dreams.