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Quinn couldn't believe what had happened. She'd started the day dreading a trip to see wicked. She'd decided to face her fear. If only she'd known just how much the day would change her life. By the end of the day she had seen the love of her life in the flesh, who also just happened to be her girlfriend's new best friend and she'd seen her biological daughter for the first time in way too long.

Until she saw Beth, Quinn hadn't realised just how much she needed to see the girl. Although their interaction had been minimal she had gotten to hold the child in her arms again. Only this time when she looked into the child's eyes she saw acceptance. She saw happiness, she saw love.

When Quinn got home she cried hopelessly for a while. Just letting the day's events sink in and allow herself the time to come to terms with what had happened.

Once she had calmed down she hesitantly sent a text message to Shelby asking if she could arrange a meeting with Beth.

'Hi it's Quinn. I'm not sure if you even have this number anymore. I was wondering if it would be possible to arrange a meet up. Could I meet Beth? If you think that would be ok? And if she would like to meet of course. Thanks Quinn'

Initially Quinn thought she wasn't ready to meet her little girl but once she'd seen her and she'd looked in her eyes she felt content. The main reason she felt that she wasn't ready was because she was afraid she couldn't deal with the rejection. But there was none. Beth seemed happy to see her.

'Hi Quinn. I think that would be a good idea. Beth has been asking about you since we got back to the hotel. She'd like to meet you. How about dinner tomorrow evening? Shelby '

'That sounds perfect Shelby. Thank you. I could take you both to Rainforest Café? My treat. Quinn'

'Sounds perfect. We will be there at 6.30 tomorrow evening. I hope you manage to sort thing with Rachel. She's missed you dearly. Shelby'

Another message soon followed.

'Bitch where are you? Bet you're banging Helena somewhere! Thanks for your congrats Q! Good job I love you Bitch! I'm by the bar. You owe me a drink.'

'Tracey I am so sorry, I had to leave something came up. I'll explain all to you tomorrow. I'll make it up to you. You were incredible. I'm so proud of you. Have an amazing evening. Do everything I wouldn't do! Love you Q'

In all honesty Quinn had hardly noticed Tracey during the show. She'd been so focused on Rachel that she had barely took her eyes off her through the whole show, she was completely mesmerised by her when she sang. Just like always.

She sat silently holding her phone in her hands. Her leg bouncing as she let her mind wander to Rachel. She so desperately wanted to speak to her. But also the thought of actually coming face to face with her terrified her more than she wanted to admit. She didn't dare ask Helena for Rachel's number and so she would have to wait for Rachel to make contact with her.

She thought about what to say but she was at a loss. How could she explain to Rachel why she had just disappeared? How did she explain why she couldn't bear to see her anymore? She knew that honesty was the best policy but how could she stand in front of the girl who used to be her best friend and explain that she loved her so much she needed to be with her 24/7 or not all. How could she tell her friend that she was hopelessly in love with her but was too much of a coward to admit it? And so she ran away from her emotions. She ran away from Rachel.

She realised how selfish she'd been. In these 2 years she'd thought about Rachel every day. She'd often wondered if Rachel ever thought of her too. But until today, when she was told she'd 'broken Rachel's heart' she never really thought how much her disappearing could have hurt Rachel. She'd known Rachel would have been upset but in all honesty she believed that Rachel would have been her resilient self and moved on to bigger and better things. She honestly thought that Rachel would have gotten over her by now and although that hurt, she thought it was best for Rachel.

Her phone beeped again. She was expecting a message from Tracey. But it was from an unknown number.

'Can we meet?'

She knew it was Rachel the minute she read the message.

'Rachel?'

'yes it's me."

She wanted to say so much to the girl. She wrote the message 10 times before she cut it short knowing Rachel deserved to be told the truth in person.

'When is a good time for you? Q x'

'Tomorrow? Any time before 5'

'Morning? 10am? Shall I come to you? Helena told me where you're staying. I hope that's ok. Q x'

'Yes that's fine. I'll see you tomorrow'

'Thank you for seeing me, it means a lot. I'm sorry for everything. I truly am. Good night Rachel. Sweet dreams. Q x'

After she sent that message she never received another reply. She stayed awake most of the night. She was too excited, terrified and distressed to sleep. She was going to meet Rachel in the morning. As she looked at the clock she saw it was close to 3am. She got ready for bed and tried to force sleep. It didn't work at all she spent the night laying there thinking about what she was going to say.

She finally gave up on sleep at 7am. She got up, had a long shower, got dressed and did her make up adding more than usual to try to make herself more alive. Then she sat at her dining room table patiently waiting to go and see Rachel. At 9 am she decided she couldn't wait any longer and made her way over to Rachel's hotel. She found herself sat in the foyer at 9.30. She thought it was best to just wait rather than making Rachel angrier by arriving 30 minutes early.

At 9.55 she heard her name being called.

"Quinn?" She looked up to see it was Rachel stood before her. Dressed in jogging bottoms and a baggy hoodie, her hair tied up in a messy bun and no make-up. She'd never looked more beautiful to Quinn.

Quinn looked up and forced a smile in the divas direction, she tried her best to stop to tears from flowing and apparently failed as she felt a single tear roled down her face.

Rachel wore a poker face which made it difficult for Quinn to read the brunette. Quinn desperately wanted to hug the diva but Rachel made no move to make physical contact with her. Although this hurt Quinn, she was too scared that she would overstep any boundaries by making the initial contact.

"We should go back to my suite, if that's ok with you? It's a little more private." Rachel suggested.

"Yes of course, I'd like that." Quinn accepted

Rachel gestured for the blonde to follow her. The elevator ride was silent. Both to afraid to break the silence. Rachel led Quinn to her room. Once in the door way Quinn stood awkwardly waiting to be formally invited in.

"Come in, take a seat." Rachel indicated to the large sofa in her room.

Quinn did as she was told. Nervously playing with her fingers she sat at one end while Rachel sat at the other.

"Rach you look incredible, you were incredible last night! I'm so happy that I got to see you on your opening night." Quinn gushed wanted to say more but afraid to do so.

"Thank you Quinn. That's nice of you to say."

There was an awkward silence. Quinn wanted to flee; she was panicking, she didn't know what to do.

"I'm glad you enjoyed the show" Rachel added trying to fill the awkward silence

"Rachel I'm sorry, I'm so sorry I'm sorry if I hurt you by leaving I never meant to hurt you. You have to believe me!"

Tears left the brunettes eyes and Quinn felt the like she had been kicked in the stomach.

"Why?" was all the brunette managed to whimper out.

"I didn't want to hurt you. I was a mess it was better for you not to be around me. I would have only hurt you."

"And that was for you to decide! What's best for me? You didn't want to hurt me? So you left without even a good bye. You left without an explanation. You hurt me more than anyone has ever hurt me in my entire life." Rachel shouted through tears.

Quinn could feel herself breaking down, her breathing became uneven as she fought for breath. She spoke franticly through sobs and tears.

"I'm so sorry, it I thought I would have hurt you. I wouldn't have left without saying something. You have to believe me when I tell you I did it for you!"

"How could you think leaving without telling me wouldn't hurt me?!"

"I was too afraid to tell you face to face I was a coward, I thought you'd talk me out of it and then I'd have to tell you!" Quinn shouted out. As soon as she said it she regretted it. What was she going to do now?

"Tell me what?" Rachel bit back

"Rachel please I didn't mean to say that… I can't do this! Please don't ask me that, anything else just not that. I just can't."

"So you were lying to me. What did you do? You did something didn't you? You were keeping things from me!"

"I didn't do anything, I didn't lie to you, I just couldn't tell you."

"Yes you did! Tell me what you did!"

Quinn shook her head and cried uncontrollably.

"Tell me! You're lying to me! I've dreamed of seeing you for the past 2 years. Every single day I hoped you'd come back to me. I hoped you'd just contact me even if it was to tell me you were ok!"

"I thought about you too. Every day I think about you. I've missed you so much. You need to understand I had to go away. I did it to protect you."

"Then tell me what you did? Why you had to leave? If you didn't do anything was it me? Did I do something wrong?"

By now both women were on their feet, facing one another. Quinn took Rachel's hand in her own, relieved when the other woman didn't pull away.

"You did nothing, you were you, you were the most amazing woman in the world. You made me want to be a better person you made me want to be myself; you made me want to not hide anymore!"

"Did you leave because your… gay… did you think I wouldn't accept you? You know I would have, you know that it wouldn't make any difference to me!"

"I needed it to make a difference to you!" Quinn professed.

"What does that even mean? You were my best friend. Why would it make any difference to me that you are gay?"

"I was in love with you!"

Next chapter half written, shall get back to it now!