Quinn woke up the next day with a big smile on her face. She hadn't slept so well in ages, and she only had a gorgeous brunette to thank for that. Rachel had texted her after landing to let her know the flight went without a hitch, just as she promised, and Quinn couldn't help herself and called her. It had only been a few hours since she saw the brunette and heard her voice but, but the constant need to have any kind of contact with Rachel was consuming.
They talked about everything and nothing, just happy to be with each other, even if it was just through the phone, until Rachel regretfully announced she had to get ready to go to the theater. People was paying to see her performance after all, and she wasn't about to let them down. Quinn wished her good luck, though Rachel didn't need it in her opinion, she was always mind-blowing, and with a promise to talk really soon she hung up the phone with a blissful sigh.
She spent the rest of the day lost in her daze. She still couldn't believe all of this was happening. She had to pinch herself a few times in her arm to dismiss the idea that this was all a dream and that she would wake up at any second to find out that everything was still the same as before. But no, Rachel did come to Chicago, did declare she loved Quinn and now they were on their way to become what Quinn had always fantasied about.
Quinn got out of the bed and padded to the bathroom with a peep in her steps. She felt like she was floating in an imaginary cloud of happiness and she wished to stay in there forever. It was a good place to be. She took a quick shower and made herself a full and rich breakfast, she was in that mood. While she chewed on her toast, she thought about the day ahead of her. She was going to meet with Sarah to keep working and she wanted to see Emma to clear things up. Now that Rachel was in the same page as her, it was only fair that she informed her of that fact and not mess things up even more.
But her thoughts soon went astray to Rachel. She looked at the clock in the kitchen to check the time. It was ten o'clock, so she assumed that Rachel was already awake if she hadn't decided to sleep in today. She cleaned up the table and washed everything up before going to the bedroom. She reached for her phone on the bedside table and searched through her contacts to find Rachel's name. She started writing a text message with an exciting feeling within her and a smile plastered on her lips. She doubted anything could wipe her smile off at this moment.
Good morning, beautiful
The response came in almost immediately after sending the text and she took a seat in the bed.
Good morning to you too! Is this how is going to be from now on?
Do you have any problem with that, miss?
I love it.
Quinn smiled at Rachel's answer.
Well, I'm glad. Get used to it, Berry. Romance is coming your way.
Oh, God, I can't wait. But I don't need any grand gestures. Having you is enough for me.
You are going to melt me with your words.
I can be a romantic too, you know?
I'm being witness to that and zero complaints from me, I can assure you.
We will woo each other.
That sounds like a fantastic idea.
Any plans for today?
Not really, well, you know, the usual. Sarah and I will work for a bit and maybe I'll go see Emma to clear things up.
Are you trying to make me jealous?
No! But I see that not much is needed to get you jealous. I just want to tell her what happened between us.
Oh, okay. Actually, do that. That way she will realize that she has no chance with you at all. The door is closed, ladies.
You are a little possessive, aren't you?
Me? No. Well, maybe a little bit. The usual. But you can't blame me in this case.
I know. But there is no need to mark your territory. My heart belongs to you already.
You can't do that.
Do what?
Say those things when you are so so so far away.
You want me to stop?
Of course not. I love to hear them. They're never going to get old.
Are you going to do something today?
Well, I'm going to meet Kurt to give him the exclusive of the story of Quinn and Rachel, and then I have a performance.
You didn't talk to him yesterday? I'm amazed that he was not waiting for you at your door eagerly.
Ha, ha. Me too. No, but I think he had a lot of work yesterday and I was tired too. Too many emotions these days and I had to perform after we ended our conversation… I dozed off as soon as my head hit the pillow. So, we haven't had the opportunity but today will be the day. I'm going to meet him soon.
Yeah, I should call Santana too. She played a role in this after all. Maybe I should thank her?
Well, that's your decision. But I'll let you know that if you do that, she'll never let you live it down.
I think I'm going to be a good person and call her. I haven't talked to her in days and I owe her.
You're a good person, Quinn Fabray.
I hope so.
I haven't felt this way since forever.
How?
Happy.
Me neither. It feels surreal, but I know it's true, you get what I mean?
Yes, perfectly. Well, pretty girl, I'm going to have to stop this to get ready or we are going to spend the entire the day texting.
That would be such a bad thing?
Not really. :D
Well, I'll let you go, for a while, of course. We can talk later, right?
Absolutely. I need my Quinn dose.
Ha, ha. You are crazy.
I'm crazy about you.
Cheesy lines. Really Rachel?
They always work.
I can't refute that. Well, just so you know, I'm crazy about you too.
I want to see you.
Are you pouting?
Shut up.
Come on, I think it's adorable. Maybe we can organize a Skype session.
I would like that. Well, Quinn, talk to you soon.
Okay, bye gorgeous.
Bye! I'll miss you!
I'll miss you more.
No, I'll miss you more.
Are we going to be one of those sickeningly sweet couples?
Yes.
Fine by me.
Kurt was already waiting for her when she walked into the café. Kurt spotted her immediately and Rachel threw him a big smile before going to the counter and asking for a drink. Once it was in her hand, she walked to the table calmly and sat down across from Kurt.
"Hey, what's up?" Rachel greeted cheerfully.
Kurt glared at Rachel and leaned forward menacingly. "Are you fucking serious?"
Rachel scrunched up her face at the curse but didn't give any sign that she knew what Kurt was talking about. She always enjoyed messing with him, and she was sure that he was dying to know every little detail about her adventure in Chicago.
"What do you mean?," she asked pulling on an innocent face.
"Spew it. Now. Or we aren't friends anymore. I swear to you."
Rachel chuckled at his dramatics but took pity on him. "Well... Quinn and I had a great time," she started.
"And?," he asked impatiently.
"And... I did what you advised me to do. I was honest with her about my feelings and everything and we are going to try. Because she loves me! And I love her! And this is fucking awesome!", Rachel said overexcited clapping her hands. Some people directed her strange looks at her behavior but she didn't notice it.
Kurt laughed merrily at Rachel's actions and reached forward to take her hand and squeeze it. "Oh my God, that's so great! I'm so happy for you two!"
"I know! I'm happy for us too!"
"You seem about to burst out from your excitement," Kurt pointed out with amusement.
"You can't even begin to understand how I feel right now. I'm in cloud nine, Kurt."
"Did you two kiss?"
Rachel's smile faltered a little but she recovered quickly when she thought how sweet Quinn had been before she left. "Well, not on the lips. I think she didn't dare and I didn't want to pressure her. We are taking it easy. Small but sure steps. This is all new to us. We are not going to rip each other's clothes at this point." Rachel put on a pensive face. "Though that sounds good."
"You have a dirty mind."
"Have you seen Quinn?," she challenged raising her eyebrow.
"I see your point. So.. when is she coming back?"
"She doesn't know for sure, but soon. She still has to work in the final part of the book, but she assured me that it wouldn't take her long to come home."
"Good. I don't want a miserable looking Rachel Berry pining for her dear blonde."
"Hey! I resent that!" They both glared mockingly at each other before dropping the game and smiling.
"What happened with the girl you talked to me about?," he asked in curiosity.
Rachel's lips turned down in a sneer at the mention of Emma. "Oh, we had a funny encounter when Quinn and I were having lunch and we exchanged some nice words. Quinn is going to tell her today that she can get lost."
Kurt snorted at Rachel's expression. "You really don't like this girl, huh?"
"I didn't say that," she said with a secretive smile. "As long as she backs off everything will be fine."
"Sure, sure," he conceded, not very convinced. Then he suddenly smirked. "You know, you should actually thank her."
"Excuse me?"
"Well, if she hadn't been in Quinn's apartment and taken your call, you wouldn't have been upset that day, you wouldn't have called us and you wouldn't have received that epic smack down from Santana, therefore you wouldn't have come out of your shell and gone after Quinn. Cause and effect, sweetie."
"That's some twisted logic in there," Rachel scowled but Kurt just shrugged his shoulder nonchalantly. He watched her closely for a few moments while she sipped her coffee peacefully and Rachel squirmed in her seat uncomfortable noticing the close inspection.
"What?"
"I love seeing you like this. Light, and happy. Real happiness suits you."
Rachel bit her lip to try to contain her smile but she was incapable to do it. "I'm really happy."
Kurt smiled softly at her before raising his glass. "I toast to that."
"Who are you?"
Quinn rolled her eyes at Santana's greeting but she admitted to herself that maybe she deserved it. She hadn't been keeping in contact much and she was the only one to blame. But she was willing to rectify that. Santana's friendship meant a lot to her and she wasn't about to take it for granted. Some effort from her part was expected.
"You know perfectly who I am."
"No, I don't. You can't be Quinn, because that girl disappeared on me and never calls."
"Okay, you're right and I'm sorry for not calling sooner," she tried to apologize.
Santana hummed doubtfully. "Bitch, you will have to make it up to me. Maybe invite me to a round of drinks."
"Whenever you want."
"It's settled, then," she conceded easily. "How are you doing? Because I think a dwarf went to visit you and brought you something magical."
Quinn snorted at Santana's words. "That was very creative of you. Yes, she came."
"I would make a joke with that but I'll let it pass. Come on, tell me, tell me. What happened? I'm out of the loop and I don't like it."
"We are kind of together now," she announced proudly.
"Yes!", Santana yelled excited and Quinn chuckled happily.
"I assume you know almost everything."
"Well, I was the one who gave her a... motivational speech to make her open her eyes."
"A motivational speech," she drawled. "Right."
"It worked, didn't it? Kurt told me she was going to Chicago, but I wasn't really sure if she would have the guts to go through with it."
"Well, she did it. And I'm so... Gosh, happy." Quinn confessed beaming.
"I'm so glad for you, Q. It was killing me to see you so sad, but now, you have everything you ever wanted," she softly said.
"Are you tearing up?," she teased.
"I'm not a softie."
"If you say so..." Quinn made a pause and smiled. "Thank you Santana."
"For what?"
"For being such a good friend. And for helping me with Rachel. If you hadn't intervened, Rachel and I would still be in the friend and awkward zone."
"No problem. I'm so not dying to see you two all mushy and shit."
"Liar," she accused good-heartedly. "What about you? What about that date you mentioned with...?"
"Alyssa. It went well. We have had some dates. And maybe this relationship has potential. Who knows. I really like her."
"That sounds great. I want to meet her as soon as possible. To give my approval."
"Is it mandatory?"
"Are you afraid of me embarrassing you? Because I remind you that's your job. You are a damn expert on that."
"Fuck you, Q."
"Oh, I have missed you too, S, don't worry." she answered sweetly.
Quinn squared her shoulders and raised her hand to knock on the door. After working on the book in the afternoon with Sarah she was feeling like going out and breathing some fresh air. And she thought about stopping by Emma's place to inform her of the new development with Rachel. She wasn't sure how she would react but she hoped it didn't upset her too much.
Emma answered a few seconds later and at seeing Quinn standing at the door, she smirked. "I love it when you show up unannounced."
Quinn chuckled nervously and a fine blush spread along her cheeks remembering the last time that happened. "Can I come in?"
"So formal," she joked. "Yes, sure." She moved aside to let the blonde in and Quinn stiltedly walked to the couch and sat on it. Emma joined her not taking her eyes away from Quinn watching her closely. "Are you still mad at me for yesterday? Because when I said I was sorry I meant it. I know I behaved like a bitch without reason. It was uncalled for."
"No, it's okay. I know," she dismissed it with a hand.
"I think I might have been a little jealous."
"Of what?"
"The way you looked at Rachel."
"Oh." Quinn swallowed tightly. "Actually, that's why I wanted to talk to you." At Emma's curious expression, she continued on. "She came to Chicago for a reason. She... told me she loved me and that she wanted to be with me."
"Wow. So, are you together then?"
"We're going to give it a shot, yes. You know what they say, the heart wants what it wants and you can't run away from it. I'm sorry if you feel like I played with you, because I really didn't. I liked you and you are great but Rachel is... Rachel."
"Hey, you don't have to explain it to me. We weren't even a thing yet. I admit I'm a little disappointed because you are a total catch but I'm happy for you. I could see the other day how much you love her with just one look and I don't know if we would have gone anywhere. Maybe that's why I went on attack mode. I knew that it was over before it even started."
"I'm hoping we can still be friends."
"Of course. I was serious the other day about visiting you in New York. That of course if Rachel allows me to get into the city. Because, man, I'm sure she wasn't impressed with me the other day and thinks that I'm a rude bitch."
Quinn laughed and nodded. "Yeah. I think she's not very fond of you at the moment."
"Understandable. I promise next time I see her you will be shocked at how nice I can be."
"I'll hold you to that." They smiled at each other before Quinn broke the comfortable silence. "When I came here, I was so hurt and sad that I didn't know how I would keep going. But Sarah and you came along and you made my days better. So, I would like to thank you for that. I'm glad I got to meet you guys."
"Oh, that's so sweet. No need to thank us. Sarah adores you and I'm kind of fond of you so... everybody's win," she cheekily replied.
Quinn shook her head grinning and stood up. "Well, I should go."
"I was going to offer you a glass of wine or something."
"Oh, thanks but it's late and I should probably get going."
"Are you afraid of being alone with me and that Rachel gets mad about it?"
"Very funny and good point, but I'm just tired."
"Okay. Let me walk you to the door." Emma stood up as well and walked with the blonde to the door before opening it up for her. "Too bad I will have to stop with the flirting. It was fun," she commented flippantly.
Quinn smiled at her amused. "Yeah, it's going to be hard for you to restrain yourself. Just put your energy in something else. That way it will be easier."
"Good idea."
"Well, see you later." Quinn waved with a small smile on her lips and walked into the elevator. That surely went better than expected.
"Sis! What a surprise!"
Quinn heard Frannie's excited voice over the phone and she smiled. She had been neglecting her sister lately and she missed her. Now that she thought about it, it was like when she put her foot on Chicago, she entered a bubble and neglected almost everyone. Although she reasoned that communication went both ways. Since she came to Chicago she had only talked a few times with Frannie and they were really brief conversations.
"Hey, Frannie. How are you?"
"I'm great. What about you? Everything okay?"
"Actually, everything is more than okay. Life is good right now."
"Really? Interesting. How is Rachel?," Frannie asked with a suspicious tone.
"In love with me," she stated not being able to stop herself with a big smile on her face.
She heard Frannie gasping in surprise. "Oh, my God. Are you serious? Mom, mom, come here!", Frannie yelled frenetically and Quinn, partially deaf after all the screaming, looked confused.
"Wait, what? Mom is there?" She didn't have time to wait for Frannie to answer before Judy's voice was heard loud and clear.
"Why are you yelling, Frannie? Oh, who are you talking to?" Quinn heard a beep and she instantly knew she was on speaker for the world to hear. "It's Quinn!"
"Oh! Quinnie, hi, darling."
"Hi, mom."
"Do you know what she just said?" Frannie made a dramatic pause and Quinn rolled her eyes. "That Rachel is in love with her!"
"Oh, my God! Finally!" Quinn pictured her mother in her head. A hand in her chest and a surprised dramatic face. Her mother had always known about her feelings for Rachel and no doubt she was beyond ecstatic about this. "Tell us everything, dear. Don't leave any detail out."
Quinn was lying contently on the couch reading a book with a glass of wine on the table next to her. For her, this was the definition of paradise. Her phone started ringing and while normally she would have groaned and complained, she recognized the tone immediately and with a smile she reached forward to take the call.
"Hi, Rachel," she greeted softly.
"Hey! Am I interrupting something?"
Quinn hummed directing her gaze to the open book resting in her stomach. "Not really. I was just relaxing and reading a little."
"You reading? Seriously? I would have never guessed that," she sarcastically commented and Quinn shook her head. "So... have you told your family about us?"
"Actually, yes. I feel like all I have been doing these past few days is the "You know what? Rachel and I are an item now" tour."
Rachel chuckled at Quinn's words. "How did they take it?"
"Well, Frannie screamed in excitement and I think my mom is already planning the wedding. She can't wait for you to be her daughter-in-law." Quinn rolled her eyes remembering her mother's ramble about how perfect Rachel was for her and Rachel laughed pleased with the reaction of Quinn's family. "What about you?"
"My dads were happy to know that you were the mysterious person who stole my heart."
"Really? Well, I shouldn't be too shocked. They adore me," she smugly declared.
"Yeah, my dad was already telling me about doing a big barbeque and inviting your family. And having a little chat with you too. Alone."
"Uh, oh. Where did we get ourselves into?"
"I don't know but we should prepare ourselves. It's going to be messy." Quinn laughed unexpectedly and Rachel frowned over the phone. She hadn't said anything funny that she was aware of. "Why on earth are you laughing, Quinn?"
When Quinn calmed down, she answered. "I don't know. Everything. Our families. This. My life. If Lucy had known that my life would turn like this, she would have been less miserable."
"I would have loved to know you at that age. We could have been friends. Can you imagine it?"
"Yeah, Lucy would have appreciated little Rachel Berry. I'm sure you were the cutest."
"It's strange when you talk about her in third person."
"It's effortless, sorry. It's just a part of my life that I left behind when I became Quinn. It was a rough time for me and I don't like to think too much about it. I was so lonely and unhappy then." She shook her head at herself. "Anyway, has something interesting happened?
Rachel seemed to think for a second before answering. "Actually, yes. You know who I bumped into yesterday?"
"I'm terrible at the guessing game. So shoot."
"Casandra July," she enunciated very slowly.
"Ouch. It gives me the creeps by only hearing her name. Was she mean to you?"
"Not really, well, she keeps calling me Schwimmer but she was nicer than usual."
"Was she drank or something?"
"Look who is mean now," she chided. "I also went to visit Shelby and Beth. The little girl didn't stop talking about you and telling me how much she missed you. And even she tried to convince me to force you to come back with an elaborated plot. She definitively has some Puck's genes."
Quinn chuckled softy. "God, I know she misses me. I do too. We were talking the other day. Well, more like, she was whining and I was listening. I promised her a visit."
"Well, you know how you can make that possible." There was a heavy pause where both just remained silent just hearing the other breathing. Rachel finally sighed. "Soon though, right?"
"Very soon, indeed."
Quinn had received an urgent text from Rachel to get into Skype right now. Quinn didn't know if she should be afraid or excited. She didn't think she had done anything wrong. Since she and Rachel had decided to take their friendship to a new level, things were going smoothly. Long conversations by text, hours spent at the phone, seeing each other through Skype. It was preferable to see each other in person, but for the time being it was working.
So Quinn did as Rachel asked and as soon as she appeared online Rachel sent her an invitation that Quinn immediately accepted. Rachel's face filled her screen and she smiled softly.
"You look more beautiful every time I see you, if that's even possible."
Rachel ducked her head shyly. "That's the best greeting ever."
Quinn chuckled at Rachel's reaction. Receiving compliments wasn't her forte but she wouldn't get tired of praising her beauty and talent. "So... what's up, Rach?"
Rachel's face lighted up at the question and Quinn looked on expectantly. "Do you know what day is it?"
"The first day of May?"
"Well, yeah. But today is the day where I can finally say that I'm nominated for a Tony!"
"Oh my God," Quinn exclaimed jumping in her chair. "Congratulations! You deserve it! I'm sure you're going to win. I'm so proud of you!"
"Thank you," Rachel said. "I'm so..." She exhaled harshly. "Can you explode from happiness?"
"Good question. God, I wish I could hug you right now."
"Me too." They smiled softly at each other before Rachel took a deep breath. "I need to call Kurt and my dads. You are the first person I told. Some things will never change."
"They are going to be ecstatic and so proud. I hope your dads don't pass out. They can be very dramatic at times. They are a lot like you in that respect."
"Are you mocking me, Quinn Fabray?"
"Of course not sweetie, it was just an innocent comment about one of your many adorable traits."
"Good save."
"Thank you."
"I can't believe you have been gone for like two months. It has been torture."
"Well, it's going to be worth it at the end, don't you think?"
Rachel nodded, looking lovingly at Quinn and bit her lip. "I love you."
Quinn smiled softy. She loved hearing those words every time. "I love you too."
A couple of weeks passed by during which Quinn spent most of her time anticipating the day where she would completely finish her work and come back home to Rachel. She had tried to enjoy her time left in Chicago but her mind was elsewhere, concretely in New York. There had been a lot of complaints and whining from the brunette lately and Quinn had tried to calm her down with sweet words and plans about what they would do on their first date. And it had mostly worked out until one of them had to end the call reminding Rachel of their situation.
"So, are you excited to go back to New York?"
Quinn looked up at Sarah's question and she nodded with enthusiasm. "Yeah. I can't wait. But I'm going to miss you guys so much."
"Well, you are not getting rid of us any time soon. I'm your editor, after all, and I really hope this isn't your last book."
Quinn laughed. "Yeah, what that would say about me?"
"Exactly. How are things with Rachel?"
"Really good. We are managing with the distance but I have to admit that I miss seeing her face every day."
"Well, there is this thing called phone where you can send pictures to other people. Revolutionary," she teased.
Quinn mock glared at Sarah and shrugged her shoulders. "It's not the same."
"Well, it has been a great honor to work with you, just so you know that. We are going to have fun promoting the book for a bit when is ready and then I expect you to start writing your second one."
"No pressure, huh?"
"None. It's not like my job depends on that. But before you go, we are going to throw you a goodbye party! How that that sounds?"
"Great. What better way to go?" Sarah raised her hand and Quinn high-fived her with an amused smile on her face. She was going to miss spending so much time with her editor but she took comfort on the fact that nothing was ending right here. It was just the beginning.
Rachel was taking a walk along Central Park. It was her day off, and she wanted nothing more than enjoy the good weather today. It was early afternoon and the temperature was perfect. She passed by a couple sharing a chaste kiss and she looked away sighing. She and Quinn hadn't kissed yet. Physical distance definitively sucked. They hadn't seen each other since she went to Chicago, only through a screen. And that wasn't enough anymore.
She wanted to stroll holding Quinn's hand in her own. She wanted to take her to a nice restaurant and enjoy a pleasant conversation while they ate the most wonderful dinner. She wanted to cuddle on the couch while they watched a movie, chosen most times by her of course. She wanted Quinn to watch her perform again and see her face in the first row. In conclusion, she wanted them to act as a couple. She was tired of Quinn being away, even if she understood why. She just wanted to kiss Quinn and be happy.
Her phone vibrated in her pocket and she took it out to see Quinn's name flashing at her. She smiled in reflex and accepted the call before pressing her phone to her ear.
"Hey, you."
"Hi! What are you doing?"
"I'm walking through Central Park right now. It's my exercise for the day."
"By yourself?"
"Yes, I'm alone. I tried to convince Santana but she wasn't up to it."
Quinn chuckled. "Sounds like her. So... I have news," she announced in a very serious tone.
"I don't like the sound of that," she replied hesitantly.
"I know I said it was only going to be a few more days but I'm afraid I was wrong. I think I'm going to have to stay a couple of weeks more."
Rachel's face fell at the knowledge that Quinn wasn't going to come home soon. "What?," she whined. "No! You said it was practically finished, Quinn!"
"I know, I know. But what can I do, Rachel? It's not for fun. Don't you think I would rather be with you?"
Rachel groaned loudly before calming herself. "I will have to handle two more weeks without you, then," she resigned herself.
"I'm sorry."
"It's not your fault," she assured. "I just need you. I know it may sound clingy but I need you to be by my side. We have waited long enough. I want you to kiss me!," she exclaimed surprising even herself at her outburst.
"Trust me, I have dreamt about that moment a thousand times. I can't wait either."
"I would just like to grab your face and kiss you, I wouldn't care about anything or anyone around us."
"Really? You wouldn't mind if you were surrounded by people and I went and kissed you?"
"Nop. Actually, I pray for that to happen." A shiver ran through Rachel's body just picturing that moment but she wasn't feeling cold at all. "God, I'm so hot right now."
"Why? Too much sun in your face?"
"Funny, Fabray."
"Maybe you're wearing too many clothes."
Rachel looked down at herself and pursued her lips. "No, I don't think that's it. I mean, I'm wearing a..."
"Wait," Quinn interrupted. "Let me guess."
"Sure, be my guest," Rachel replied amused.
"Alright. You are wearing... that pair of jeans that you don't wear very often but hug your curves so perfectly."
Rachel's eyebrows raised up in astonishment. "Okay... you got it surprisingly right."
"Let's see. You're wearing a simple white t-shirt with that cool light jacket you bought earlier this year."
Rachel looked ahead confused because Quinn had gotten it right again and that was impossible. "How...?
"Oh, and you are wearing your hair down exactly how I love it."
Rachel let out an incredulous laugh and looked around her searching for a camera or something. "Quinn? Where are you?"
"Turn around, beautiful."
Rachel turned around so fast that she almost felt dizzy and her eyes widened in surprise at finding Quinn a few feet away wearing a smirk on her face. She saw her raising her infamous eyebrow at her from the distance and Rachel didn't think twice before sprinting toward her. When she was close enough, she jumped at Quinn and the blonde thankfully took her by the waist and spun her around happily before placing her on the floor, never letting go. Rachel was still with her arms around Quinn's neck and Quinn kept a strong hold of her waist. Rachel leaned her forehead against Quinn's and closed her eyes for a second just taking the blonde in.
"You're here. I can't believe you're here."
"I couldn't stay away anymore. I wanted to surprise you. And I think it worked judging by your face."
"How did you find me?"
"I have my ways," she stated smugly.
"I have missed you so much. Please, don't leave for so long again."
"I'll try my best,", she promised. "I have one question though."
"Let's hear it."
"Did you mean what you said over the phone?"
"About...?"
"The kiss. That you didn't care who saw it."
"With all my heart."
"So... it's alright if I do this." Quinn leaned forward until her lips were just a breath away from Rachel's giving the brunette a moment to change her mind, but Rachel didn't move away and Quinn couldn't hold herself anymore and closed the gap between them eagerly. When their lips touched for the first time, it was like an explosion occurred in their heads and they knew right in that instant that they had found home.
The kiss started chaste, both afraid of going too far too soon, but Rachel decided to take the initiative and tilted her head to deepen the kiss. She wasn't feeling like holding out anymore. Quinn wasted no time in following her lead. It was like they couldn't have enough of each other. Millions of butterflies were floating around in their stomachs and they could feel the kiss from head to toe. Rachel traced her tongue along Quinn's bottom lip and the blonde inmediately granted permission. Rachel felt their tongues entangle for the first time and let out a faint moan. After what felt like an eternity, they started to slow down until they were just pressing their lips together before Rachel finally pulled apart gasping for breath.
Quinn looked at her with dark hazel eyes and Rachel imagined that she looked the same. It was going to be hard to keep control around the blonde from now on. "Wow. Just... wow."
Quinn chuckled breathlessly. "Yeah, what you said."
"I can't believe we didn't do this sooner."
"We are that dumb. But it was worth the wait. Damn," she said licking her lips and looking at Rachel with desire. Rachel followed the motion and she was tempted to dive in again, but she didn't want to put a show in front of some strangers.
"Would you like to go to my place? We can catch up."
Quinn raised her eyebrow suggestively. "Is that your way of saying that you want to keep making out with me?"
Rachel smacked Quinn's arm lightly but Quinn just smirked at her with a twinkle in her eye. "There is plenty of time to do several things. And yes, kissing you is definitely part of my plan."
"I wouldn't have it any other way." Quinn slipped her arm around Rachel's shoulders and kissed her temple before Rachel enveloped her arms around Quinn's waist to walk back to her apartment. She had been waiting for this day for too long and she was going to take advantage of every minute. They deserved to enjoy each other after everything they have been going hrough these months. It was time to let themselves go, and look at the bright future ahead of them. A future they would face together. Always together.
Thank you for the reviews, the alerts and the favorites! It means a lot. So... one more chapter, if I don't change my mind. :D