Author's Note: Thank you for the reviews. It's been an amazing weekend for me. So here's another update. I hope you people would keep reading even if this feels like forever already.

And to those asking for the unfolding of Brittana, well, I'm focusing a lot on Faberry but I can only promise a wonderful comeback. And to give you a hint, our Brit is planning something, big. She won't disappoint y'all. HAHA.

When she got home from her run with Quinn, Rachel began looking out for recipes of the perfect lunch she has planned. She thought that maybe, when she's done perfect cooking for this, she would get the chance to finally talk to Quinn and clear the air.

She's taking this lunch seriously that after she's done with an uber quick shower, she started preparing the ingredients.

For the first time since her first lead role in Julliard's Christmas special, she felt extremely excited.

She did some quite trial and errors, repeated stirring and designed the perfect cut for some vegetables involved until she thought she's got everything right.

She could smell the simmering soup she had prepared and could only imagine Quinn's adoration for her work of art. She was giggling as she was preparing it and actually thinks to herself that she's gone crazy.

Does Quinn have a driver's license? She ought to have because she's driving me crazy! Rachel happily thought. This is what you get from Brittany S. Pierce.

Her excitement was suddenly interrupted when her phone beeped. She peeked at her phone that it was a text from Quinn Fabray.

She imagined Quinn's text would be "Hey, Berry! Better prepare for lunch." Or something that would go like, "Ms. Berry, I am assuming a perfect lunch." But she wished it would be, "Hey, Rach. I am excited about our lunch."

With a huge smile on her face, she opened Quinn's text.

Can't make it to lunch, Ms. Berry. Sorry. – Quinn

The smile on her face eventually disappeared. She felt her heart shatter to pieces that if she went to pick it up, it would take her forever.

Rachel's hand trembled. She wanted to throw her phone somewhere far away. She's never felt so disappointed in her life.

Tears started to form in her eyes. She wanted to stop the tears but she just stood there bursting into sobs. Quinn never ditched her for the world until now.

Way Back in Senior Year

"Quinn?" Rachel asked as she approached the blonde who just finished putting her books inside her locker.

"I know, we have not the best memories and records as friends but these past few weeks, months to be more concise has been really good. Do you mind if I ask you something?" Rachel asked in a usual long-sentence format.

Quinn smiled and shook her head as she looked at Rachel, "Of course, Rach. You didn't really have to go history tracking if you want to ask me anything."

"Is this real?" Rachel asked immediately.

Quinn was surprised with the question.

The blonde looked confused so Rachel elaborated, "I mean this," Rachel paused as she pointed at Quinn, "you," Rachel paused again and pointed at herself, "me. Us."

Quinn now got what the diva was trying to say and she adored this about her. After looking at the nervous brunette in front of her, Quinn smiled gently. "I don't know about you. But I'm pretty sure I'm real," Quinn said calmly.

"I'm just so happy that it scares me," Rachel said as tears taunted her eyes.

"Why?"

"You've been so good me these past few months and you've made my senior year by far the best year ever. You've stood by me during the most critical parts. You've been the friend I have always wished I had and I am so scared that one day I'll wake up and find out that all of this is just a dream," Rachel said in a breath.

Quinn smiled.

"Rach, it's been good for me, too. You always have your way of bringing out the best in the mess of Quinn Fabray," Quinn said as she wiped the tears that's now running down the diva's face.

"Can you do a favor for me, Quinn?"

"Sure, anything."

"Will you come with me tonight?"

"Where?"

"I'm meeting Shelby tonight."

Quinn's eyes widened.

"I'm scared and I don't know, I guess, I just… sort of…" Rachel sighed, "need you."

Quinn's heart swelled with so much emotions. She can't find the words so she just wrapped her arms around Rachel. She was half-scared because Shelby might bring Beth with her but it didn't really matter, Rachel was all that mattered.

"Of course, Rach. I'll be there."

"But you have Cheerios victory party, tonight. I heard. It actually took a lot of courage for me to ask you about this. In case you say no, I would understand. I just needed a shot," Rachel said still wrapped around Quinn's arms as she wrapped hers around the cheerleader's waist.

They didn't notice they were swaying as if there was music and they were dancing to a slow song.

"I'd give up anything, Rach."

Rachel was taken back to Earth by the sound of the director shouting for the rehearsal to start.

Rehearsal that day is bound to last until 8pm. And unlike Quinn's earlier record, she was there early today. She sat in the front row watching the entire rehearsals with her iPad at hand noting details that might help her.

Rachel looked at her, just stared at her. This has been becoming her habit but she didn't mind. When Quinn looked up and their eyes met, the blonde smiled at her and she smiled back.

Suddenly, the hurt from that morning's abandonment was forgotten. How can you be so mad at someone who smiles like that?

After three straight hours of draining rehearsal, the director finally called for a break. Rachel walked towards the corner of the stage where her bags rested. She sighed heavily in fatigue as she sat and covered her face with her hands.

She can feel movement beside her so she looked to see who is it was; and she saw what she hoped. Quinn sat beside her with a bottle of vitamin water.

"Is that for me?" Rachel asked.

"No, it's mine," Quinn said not looking at Rachel.

Rachel didn't know if she was kidding or not.

Then, Quinn said, "But, since I'm a good person, I'm giving it to a thirsty actress right here." Quinn finished as she smiled and capped the bottle open and handed it to Rachel.

Rachel felt her heart melt. Her heart has been melting consistently lately.

"Thank you," Rachel said as she took the bottle and took a sip.

Silence enveloped them until Rachel felt something touching her forehead. She realized that Quinn was gently wiping her sweat with a soft towel. Rachel's heart raced to ends of New York.

Rachel turned to face Quinn and saw the latter serious about the whole thing. Their faces are now just inches apart and Rachel can't remember the last time they were this close.

"You really have to start minding your health, Ms. Berry," Quinn said as she stopped the gesture and handed the towel to a frozen Rachel Berry.

She reached onto Rachel's bag and put out a new shirt for Rachel (something with an owl drawing) and handed it to her.

"Go change your top in the dressing room," Quinn commanded. "That director is a monster, I think Coach Sylvester's gotten into him," Quinn said as she looked at Rachel who was sitting still.

"I don't want to, I'm too tired to do this, Quinn," said Rachel as she returned the shirt to Quinn.

Quinn gently tossed the shirt to Rachel's face.

Rachel laughed, "What was that Q?"

"Go change."

"Why would I want to?" Rachel said as she picked up the shirt that fell to the ground after hitting her face. She wasn't actually too tired to change. I don't know, maybe I just want her to force me more.

"Don't play the stubborn card, Ra-… Ms. Berry," Quinn said still composed despite the stutter.

"Give me one good reason that I should follow you," Rachel acted stubbornly.

"Because I said so," Quinn said as she gently laughed.

Both girls fell into a comfortable laugh.

She remembers this comfort with Rachel. But she just realized how much she missed it.

It was a simple moment yet, Rachel could feel her life shifting into a completely different direction.

"Stop laughing, Ms. Berry," Quinn said as she tried to stop laughing. They don't know what's so funny but they are laughing.

"Okay, I'm gonna go change," Rachel said as she stood and looked at Quinn. "I don't want to piss my nanny off," she finished as she childishly skipped towards the dressing room.

Quinn just watched her smilingly.

For Chapter 15 (which I would be posting few minutes after this): We'll get inside Brit's mind and some weird happenings between R and Q.