Rachel was tossing and turning as she lay in bed. It was another restless night of desperately begging for sleep to come to her. Her eyes were puffy from all the crying. All the used, scrunched up tissues were scattered across her bedroom floor. It had been one week since she left Quinn's firm, a week of not seeing the blonde. One very long, agonizing week.

She was doing everything she could to push forward and move on with her life. She was Rachel Berry after all and would never allow heartbreak to wreck her. She was built to survive through this and overcoming pain was what she did best. So she tried, she filled her mornings with various activities. She went jogging, to the gym, shopping, and to the movies to help her forget. But eventually the sun would have to bid its farewell, allowing darkness to spread through the sky, leaving her alone in the confines of her dim, soundless bedroom.

Sadness toppled her efforts to move on night after night. Her tears would come out without warning whenever she thought about the happy memories they shared together. Try as she could, she wasn't able to stop herself from feeling the yearning anymore. She wanted to visit Quinn badly. Now, she finally understood Tina. Getting over a Quinn Fabray heartbreak wasn't easy.

The doorbell rang, making Rachel glance at the clock on her bedside table. It was eleven o'clock. Who would visit her at this hour of the night? She wiped away her tears and got out of her room. Her eyes widened in surprise when she saw Quinn standing outside through the peephole. What was she doing here?

Before questions could race through her head, the doorbell rang again, instantly jolting her out of her thoughts. A mixture of fear and excitement filled her chest. This is what she wanted—to see the blonde again. Her eyes wandered to her eyeglasses on the table. She quickly grabbed it and put it on. She was wearing a loose tank top and a matching pajama bottoms. There was no need for her to change, and she didn't bother putting her hair up this time.

Her heart was racing as she opened the door. Their eyes met instantly. The girl in front of her looked slightly intoxicated. "Quinn…"

"Rachel…"

"What are you doing here?"

Instead of answering, Quinn immediately closed the distance between them, molding their bodies together. Rachel gasped as the blonde wrapped her slender arms around her neck and captured her lips in a hungry kiss. She had been dreaming of the blonde kissing her again. She couldn't believe her dreams would actually come true. The brunette didn't waste another second and responded to the kiss as hungrily as Quinn was kissing her. They managed to move out of the door's threshold and enter into the apartment without breaking their connection. The blonde pushed her against the door, bringing their bodies painfully closer while heating up the kiss.

Before Rachel could completely lose herself to Quinn's advances she tried taking a little bit of control of the situation by pushing the other girl off. They really needed to talk. She needed to know the reason for Quinn's unexpected visit and the reason behind that delicious kiss. The blonde slowly let go of her lips, but didn't stop embracing her.

"Let's talk first, okay?" Rachel suggested in between ragged breaths, still trying to catch her breath. "What are you doing here? And… and why did you do that?"

There was tenderness in the blonde's eyes as she stared at the petite girl. "I missed you…"

"Quinn…"

The blonde cupped her cheek with her palm, tenderly caressing it. "I've been thinking about you all week. You're first thing that pops in my mind the moment I wake up and the last thing in my thoughts before I fall asleep. I miss being with you. I want to see your smile. I want to see your face. I want to feel you near me, hold your hand, touch you… I want to spend every day kissing you. I want to be with you. I've never felt like this before. This feeling is all weird to me. Then I realized… I could be in love…"

Rachel's eyes widened, not believing what she just heard. Quinn shared her feelings. The feelings she thought would forever remain unrequited.

The blonde's thumb traced her lips. "I think I'm in love with you, Rachel."

"A—are you sure? Maybe you're getting ahead of yourself… and I think you might be drunk…"

"I'm not drunk. I had a few shots, but I'm fully aware of what I'm saying."

"Are you sure—"

"I've never been this sure in my life. For the past years, I've been with different women. None of them had ever made me feel like this. Only you, Rachel. I think I'd go crazy if I let you go. I thought I could forget about you, but I can't. I couldn't stand being away from you."

Rachel felt like crying because of how good Quinn's words pierced through her, making her heart soar in ethereal happiness.

The blonde's hazel orbs were filled with sincerity and love. "I know I'd been a bad. I've hurt so many women. I don't think I deserve someone as wonderful as you. I know you'll have your doubts about me. And I fully understand that. But I'm ready to prove to you that I've changed and that I truly love you."

Quinn's proclamation of love was music to her ears, making her abandon all her reservations. Now it was Rachel's turn to caress the blonde's face. "I also tried to force myself to forget about you because I was afraid of being one of those women. But I realized that stopping myself from loving you hurt a lot more than taking that risk. I'm willing to take a chance with you, Quinn. I'm done being scared. I just want to be with you. I love you…"

Before Rachel could finish her sentence, Quinn already captured her lips in another fiercely, electrifying kiss. She kissed her back with vigor, matching her love's passion. She was ready to love the blonde. She was done thinking negatively. She simply wanted to believe in what Quinn was saying. Rachel allowed the blonde's hands to explore downward, touching her bare curves, feeling them. She let her mouth travel down her neck, lightly nibbling it. The petite girl titled her head to give Quinn better access, making sure she doesn't miss a spot. Rachel had never been so crazily in love with anyone before. And because of this she was ready to give herself to Quinn. And she couldn't help but be confused when Quinn suddenly stopped.

"No, we can't do this. I don't want to start our relationship with sex. The last thing I want is for you to think that it's the only thing I want from you. I'll try not to have sex with you to prove my love to you."

Rachel stood there wide-eyed, amazed at the blonde. "Really? You'd really do that for me?"

The blonde smiled sweetly, nodding her head, obviously struggling with her decision to withhold on sex.

"Oh, Wow! You've really changed."

"You're one of the reasons why I've changed."

Rachel embraced her tightly. She could see the struggle in Quinn's eyes, and she was quite frustrated herself, but she wanted to support the blonde's decision for them not to engage in any sexual activities yet. If it was possible, it actually made her fall even more in love with Quinn.

Quinn pulled a chair out for Rachel to sit in. A warm smile spread across the brunette's face when her date handed her a beautiful bouquet of flowers. The blonde brought her to one of the most romantic restaurants in New York.

Rachel was tempted to dress up for the occasion and finally reveal her true self to her girlfriend but ended up having second thoughts. Quinn fell in love with her not because of her outer appearance, but what she is inside. So, it didn't really matter what she looked like and revealing her true form could just wait another time.

The brunette's eyes wandered around the room as she surveyed how each woman looked with their respective dates. They all looked fashionable, leaving her the odd one out, not even bothering to put some make up on. She knew Quinn dressed down for her sake, but the blonde looked stunning even in her simplest garbs.

"Don't you feel embarrassed that your date looks like this?" Rachel asked while they eat.

"Why would I be embarrassed?"

"Just look at yourself and the other women in this room? They all look beautiful and sexy in their cocktail dresses. I'm the only one dressed like this."

"I don't care about them. And I don't care about what they look like. You are pretty."

"So it's okay with you if I dress like this?"

"It doesn't matter, baby. If that's what you're comfortable and happy with, you should dress anyway you want. By the way, you're sexy. You're just hiding your curves." Quinn said, grinning.

Rachel remembered how the blonde's hands explored her body when she came the other night, kissing her senseless…caressing her…touching her. She was happy that Quinn accepted her appearance and didn't really care about how she looked, making her wonder how her girlfriend would react to her true image.

"Where do you want to go after this, baby?"

"Where do you want to take me?"

Quinn smiled. "Okay, I'll just surprise you." She said, picking up the table cloth and wiping away the corner of her mouth.

Rachel smiled back, admiring how sweet Quinn was when her eyes glance landed on the beautiful, glamorous woman on the other table who'd been watching them since earlier. The woman's forehead was deeply furrowed, and her eyebrow arched when their eyes met. Quinn seemed to not be paying attention. The brunette knew that woman, she'd seen her on magazines before, fairly certain that she was a model.

The mysterious woman finally approached their table as they finished eating and paid for the bill, making Quinn to finally notice her.

The woman smiled, caressing Quinn's arm while giving her a kiss on the cheek. "Hi, Quinn. It's nice to see you again."

Quinn stood up. "Camila… how are you?"

"I'm fine. How are you? It's been months since we last saw each other." The model smile, but Rachel could still sense the hint of sarcasm in her voice.

Was she one of Quinn's exes? Was that the reason for the glares earlier?

"It's nice to hear you're fine. I'm good as well." Quinn said, switching her glance onto the brunette. "By the way, this is Rachel, my girlfriend."

The petite girl stood up and smiled at Camila, extending her hand out, but the model rudely ignored it.

"Girlfriend…" Camila said harshly while staring at Quinn then gave Rachel a piercing look before giving her entire body a look over. "So I guess your taste has changed?"

Quinn gave her girlfriend an apologetic look before answering the bitter woman in front of them. "It's nice to see you again. Have a good night." The blonde stated and reached out for Rachel's hand then leading her out of the restaurant. "I'm sorry for what she said."

"It's okay. What she said was true anyway. Your taste has indeed changed. Camila is your type of woman, right? Was she your ex?"

"She was an ex-date."

"Ex-date… meaning, she never became your official girlfriend?"

"Yeah."

Rachel nodded, finally understanding the model's bitterness over her introduction as Quinn's girlfriend. And somehow she empathizes for Camila for behaving the way she did.

"So, how long was she your date for?" the brunette asked curiously.

"Let's not talk about her. Let's not spoil our night. Come on." Quinn said, opening the car door, letting her sit in the passenger seat before going to the other side.

"Any updates on the progress of your exes? Are Scarlett and Jade still violent? What about Jasmine and her new girlfriend? Rachel asked while Quinn was driving.

"From what the psychiatrist told me both Scarlett and Jade have a big chance on recovering their mental state and get rid of their violent tendencies, but it might take a few more therapy sessions. As for Jasmine…" Quinn smiled warmly. "I know you'd be glad to hear this. She's engaged with her girlfriend."

"Wow!"

"Fast, isn't? We just introduced them to each other not too long ago."

"I guess time becomes irrelevant when it comes to true love. I'm so happy that she's finally settling down and that we were able to bring some happiness into her life."

"How did you find out?"

"It was on their profile at the matchmaking agency, and they told me about it. I hope they invite us to their wedding."

"I'm really happy for her."

"Well what about the others?"

"Sister Santana, we both know she's doing well. Amber, she started a new life in her new job and I heard she has met a special guy."

"Really? I hope he's not only with her to leave her pregnant."

"The man has a good character. He accepts Amber's six children. I hope he's the man Amber has been looking for. I hope he can bring back her faith in love."

"I hope so too. I want all of your exes to be happy, including… Tina. I wish for her full recovery and to finally start anew." Rachel suddenly felt sad at the thought of her best friend's absence. Even though she constantly calls Tina's mom for her friend's status she still couldn't help but feel sad and miss her dearest friend.

"It makes me really sad whenever I think about her."

Rachel stroked Quinn's shoulder. "I truly believe that she'd find her true love someday."

"Yeah. Someone who is better than me and who would love her the way she deserves to be loved. I hope she gets better soon. I wish I could see her again in the future so I can finally ask for forgiveness."

The brunette couldn't say anything. She wasn't sure of how Tina would react once she finds out that Quinn and her are in love with each other. She truly hoped that her friend doesn't get mad once she finds out that she fell in love with the woman responsible for her breakdown. Rachel had known Tina for years, and she wasn't the kind of person that would hold a grudge. Somehow, she still felt guilty about Quinn and herself ending up together. But she was really hoping that Tina would understand.

After a few more moments of comfortable silence, Rachel suddenly realized where Quinn took her. They were in a hill, with a breathtaking view of the Manhattan skyline, setting the perfect romantic ambiance. Quinn pulled out a few blankets out of the trunk and set them up for them to sit in. It was a full moon and the sky was full of stars. Quinn sat down, hugging her from behind.

"What made you bring me here?" Rachel asked then giving her girlfriend a warm smile as she reveled on their closeness.

"Because I want a place that is peaceful, private, dark, and romantic," Quinn replied, planting a soft kiss on her cheek. "Do you like it?"

"Of course, I like it. I like to be anywhere with you."

"I love this feeling, Rach. This is really different from what I usually feel before. You were right. This is the best emotion a person could ever feel. Happier than the richest, most accomplished and beautiful person in the world. And it feels better than eating your delicious cooking."

Rachel chuckled. "I told you. When you're in love, the couple doesn't need to have sex just to feel that ecstatic feeling. There is more to a relationship than sexual passion."

"Well, speaking from experience, I agree. Before, that's the only thing I looked for in a relationship. I was never interested if sex wasn't involved because I knew I wasn't going to be happy. But now that I'm in love with you, I realized that there are so many ways to be happy. Just by looking at you, seeing you smile, kissing you, touching you, and being with you.

"I have to say… I never pegged you to be cheesy." Rachel teased, giggling.

Quinn chuckled as well. "You're fault. I only had suave lines before I met you. I was such a stud and never cheesy."

The brunette turned her head to look into those hazel orbs with the blonde still holding her. "That's the one of the things I love about you. You are very honest and vocal about what you feel."

"I'm just amazed by how love works. I'm glad I finally experience this feeling… with you.

The petite girl smiled happy. I love you."

"I love you, too," she whispered, then brushing her lips with Quinn's. They deepened it, savoring every sensation as they tongues probed inside each other's mouths. As they kissed for ages, they wished that their love for each other would last forever.

Quinn was talking with Rachel on other line. The brunette was in Lima visiting her parents. She wanted to go so she could finally meet her parents, but Rachel didn't want her to come just yet. She said she hadn't had a chance to tell them about her and didn't want to surprise them with her sudden appearance. Rachel wanted to tell her parents personally about their relationship before bringing her over.

"Bye, Quinn. I miss you," the brunette said sweetly.

"I miss you, too, Rach. I'll see you tomorrow, alright? Bye! Quinn said, then pressing the End call button on her cell phone.

She suddenly heard Sam's laughter fill up the room, making the blonde switch her gaze on her cousin. Quinn was with him that Sunday morning at the raceway. They were practicing for their upcoming motocross competition they join every year.

"I don't know what to say. You're too cheesy my dear cousin. You're really in love. Damn! This is unbelievable. This should make the headline news 'Quinn Fabray, certified heartbreaker, now cheesily in love.'" Sam groaned.

Quinn drank her energy drink. "Leave me alone and stop your teasing.

"I'm not teasing you. In fact, I'm proud of you. You're in love. You're human."

The blonde grinned.

"Obviously, your life has changed. And I'm guessing the rest of your plans as well?"

"Definitely. I'm planning on bringing Rachel wherever I plan on going."

"So I guess, she'll be at my parent's anniversary party?"

"Yes. I hope she comes with me."

"Then you better give her a makeover. No offense, but you know how those parties are. If you know what I mean."

Quinn thought about it. She's not ashamed of how Rachel look, but she didn't want her girlfriend to feel out of place. Her uncle and aunt's party would be filled with the most glamorous crowd of New York City, making Rachel's appearance stand out if she wears her usual clothes and glasses.

"I would ask her if she wants a makeover, but only if she wants to. I never want to dictate how she should dress or influence her to change."

"Well it's up to you if you want someone to embarrass your girlfriend."

"I would never let that happen."

"So, is the old fortune teller still showing herself to you?"

She stopped on her tracks at the mention of the fortune teller. She's been so happy these past few days that she totally forgot about the fortune. "Not yet." Quinn answered simply.

"Do you still believe her?"

She let out an exasperated sigh as an answer.

"What would you do if you meet the girl you need to marry to save yourself from death? Will you leave Rachel to save your life, or would you choose her in exchange for your own life?"

Quinn knew Sam wasn't serious and was just playing with her head like always. But she couldn't help herself from thinking about it.