A/N: I know everyone that reviewed seemed to like that last chapter, but I stand by what I said, I'm sorry it was so terrible. A good thing did come out of it though. That woman that was questioning Quinn after the funeral was just meant to be a passing character, but after all the questions I got about her I think I'd better actually come up with something that can be plot related. SO if you have any thoughts of whom it was or should be, message me.

Although a little off topic, the music that they were listening to (soft piano stuff) is actually Kingdom Hearts music and it is actually the only thing on my IPod to have 5 stars. It's called Dearly Beloved (1 or 2, they're both awesome) and I seriously recommend you look it up on YouTube.

Now that I'm finished with my ramblings, Read and Review! Thanks to everyone who does.

Rachel's day (just for something different)

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When Rachel woke the next day, her head hurt, her lips were dry and cracked and her throat felt like sandpaper. Although she had cried much less than she had expected yesterday, which could definitely be attributed to Quinn, she had cried enough and not been drinking a sufficient amount and now she was dehydrated.

Rachel tried to get up to move but her arm was pinned down by something. She cracked open an eye to see that Quinn was on top of it and had an arm stretched over the brunettes tiny waist. She smiled. She would never have expected to be in a position where she would be glad to wake up intertwined with Quinn Fabray, but here she was.

Rachel tried to move her arm out from under Quinn to free herself without waking the sleeping girl up, but then she realised that their legs were also tangled so she just gave up. She closed her eyes again and let her head fall back onto her pillow.

"Do you want me to get you a drink?" Rachel jumped slightly at the sound of Quinn's voice. She had been sure the blonde was asleep.

"I didn't wake you did I?" Rachel asked. Her voice was raspy and Quinn was quick to her feet.

"No, I was watching you sleep. I'll get you a drink." With that, Quinn walked out the door. Rachel immediately missed the other girl's warm body. She pulled the covers tighter around herself and hid her head below them.

Rachel heard her phone vibrate from the floor next to her bed. She wasn't sure whether to be happy, sad or angry with it. Happy because someone was talking to her, sad because it was probably teasing or angry because it had ruined her peace. She huffed as she stuck her head and one arm out of the covers to reach down and pick up her phone.

Rachel pressed the home button on her phone to see who the message was from before deciding if she had opened it or not. Her hand flew to her mouth in shock when she saw that she not only had one message, but 20. She unlocked her phone to see who they were all from. She felt tears come to her eyes when she saw that she had one from each of the glee members, minus Quinn, and two from a couple of her friends in the club such as Kurt and Mercedes.

She decided that she should open the one from Santana first to get the meanest out of the way. I'm sorry about your dad. Don't leave Q's side.-S Rachel blinked. A nice message from Santana? Unheard of. She started going through the rest of the messages. Most of them were generic sorry messages with different wordings for each person. The people who had sent two messages all had the same second message though. Let Quinn take care of you.

Rachel looked at the times that all the messages were sent. All the first messages were sent a good deal before school was set to have started. In fact, Rachel was surprised that most of them were even awake to send the messages. Well, all except Santana's which was sent about 10 minutes before the first bell. She looked at the times of the second messages. They were all sent within a minute of each other, five minutes after Santana's.

Rachel felt a tear roll down her cheek. Santana had been nice to her. She had obviously told everyone that Quinn was going to be there and that Rachel would need looking after. She had tried to make sure that she wasn't alone and that she would have Quinn with her all day. Even though that happened without the texts, Rachel was still touched. Quinn walked back into the room with a glass of water and immediately noticed Rachel's face. She set the glass on the bedside table before cupping Rachel's face.

"What's wrong?" Quinn asked.

"Nothing. I got like, 20 texts from the glee club. Santana was nice to me."

"Oh. Well what did they say? Were they all nice?" Quinn suddenly looked a little threatening, as though if anyone was mean she would personally rip them to shreds.

"They were all nice. Santana told them to tell me to stay with you." Quinn looked a little shocked by this news but recovered quickly.

"That's good then. So what do you want to do?"

"Depends. Is there anyone downstairs?" Rachel asked.

"Yeah, some of your family I think. I didn't really stop to check." Quinn replied. Rachel thought for a second.

"Can we just cuddle then?" She asked tentatively. She didn't know what Quinn would be comfortable with and didn't want to overstep any boundaries. Quinn smiled brightly and got under the covers with Rachel.

"Drink up." Quinn commanded. Rachel remembered the glass of water that Quinn had gotten for her. She quickly sculled it and pressed herself against Quinn after putting it back down. Quinn smiled more brightly. There was a vibration from the floor somewhere and Quinn groaned. "That'll be mine." She begrudgingly got out of the bed and started searching her clothes on the floor for her phone. She picked it up and looked at her message.

"That was Santana asking if I was with you yesterday." Quinn said.

"What did you say?" Rachel was curious to know how Quinn would respond to the fiery Latina.

"I told her I'm in bed with you now. I wonder if she'll get images from that." Rachel giggled. She wasn't going to let anything get that far. She wanted a real relationship and was still a little hung up that Quinn had basically stolen her virginity. She hadn't let any of her boyfriends go anywhere near that far with her and she decided that she was going to hold Quinn to the same standards.

"While I have my phone out, can I have a picture of us?" Quinn asked, getting back into the bed next to Rachel.

"Sure." Quinn held the phone out and put their heads together. Rachel didn't feel that that was a good enough couple's picture, so she grabbed Quinn's chin and pulled their lips together. Immediately both girls' eyes slammed shut. Before Quinn let herself get lost in the kiss, she snapped the picture. She took a couple to make sure she got a good one and then put her arms around Rachel's neck to pull them closer.

Rachel could tell Quinn was starting to lose herself and desire was starting to take over her. This means that Rachel will have to keep herself in check so that they didn't go too far. When Quinn licked her bottom lip, begging for entry, Rachel let her in. Their tongues moved in sync and their lips were quickly becoming swollen, and both girls loved it.

Quinn started to move herself on top of Rachel. Again, Rachel let her, but she put herself on her guard. Things were getting very close to going too far. Quinn's thigh slipped between Rachel's legs. The diva wasn't prepared for it and moaned loudly as she bucked into Quinn's thigh. She quickly regained herself and grabbed Quinn's shoulders.

"We need to stop." Rachel panted out. She had Quinn to ask why, so she was surprised when Quinn just nodded and got off of Rachel's body. "I'm sorry it's just that I want this to be a real relationship if it's going to be one at all, and I just think that less than a week is a lot too fast."

"There's no need to apologise Rachel. I want a real relationship too. Besides, I don't want to pressure you. There's no need to go any quicker than you feel comfortable." Rachel nodded. She put her head in the crook of Quinn's neck.

"When can we go back to school?" She asked. She didn't really hate school. She didn't love it, but there were worse places to be. Besides, she thought it would give her something to do and help get her mind off things. Then there was all the homework she was bound to get...

"Monday okay? We can go on Monday. Just, give time for everything to settle a bit."

"Will you come over every day?" Rachel asked. She knew she sounded needy, but she'd rather be needy than hopelessly bored over the next few days. As an added bonus, it would give her an excuse to keep her family away. She would rather deal with Quinn making her feel better than the rest of her family. She wasn't all too sure why, that's just how she felt.

"If you want me to." Quinn was obviously trying to sound casual and like she didn't really care whether she did or not, but Rachel could see her eyes light up at the mention of seeing each other every day. She let it slide though as she wanted to see Quinn just as much.

"What do you want to do? You are staying most of the day aren't you?" Rachel was suddenly nervous that Quinn might want to get home. Of course, she wouldn't really blame the blonde; she had been with Rachel for 24 hours now, but still.

"I'll stay as long as you want me to Rachel." Rachel breathed a sigh of relief. "What would you usually do for fun though? It's your house; you should know what to do." That was an excellent point. Usually right now she would be doing lots of exercise to catch up for missing both yesterday and today's morning routines. Somehow though, she didn't really think that Quinn would enjoy watching her exercise.

They could always of course just exercise together, but Rachel wasn't really too keen on being all sweaty and gross in front of Quinn, and she certainly didn't want to see Quinn all sweaty. Not because it would be gross though. She had see her sweaty before and it was anything but gross. She had even used it as a tactic to get into Quinn's pants in the first place and she knew if put in the same situation, it would be hard to resist.

"Hmm. Well, we could play a card game. Or a board game." Rachel was thinking of things that were time consuming.

"We can play a card game first. What do you have in mind?"

"Uno?" It came out more of a question than anything else.

"Are you asking me if you have Uno or not? Because quite frankly I don't know." Damn. She had been hoping that Quinn wouldn't have noticed her indecision. It wasn't like her to be indecisive either.

"I'll get the cards." Rachel stuck her nose in the air attempting to feign superiority as she got out of the bed and walked over to her dresser and opened one of the drawers. After rifling through its contents for a couple seconds, she managed to find the deck of cards in a small container. "Game on."

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One thing that Rachel had been concerned about with playing a card game or anything where she would have to be in competition with Quinn was that she would let her competitiveness take over. She tried her hardest to keep it in check, but that proved very difficult.

"Rachel." Quinn said in the middle of their second game.

"Yeah." Rachel put all her focus on the cards in her hand.

"I know that you're competitive and nothing you can do now is going to make me feel any less about you. That means that you can feel free to yell. As long as it's at the cards and not me though."

"I can play a friendly game of Uno without yelling or getting angry Quinn." Rachel said a-matter-of-factly.

"If it helps you sleep at night." Quinn shrugged. Rachel glared at her causing Quinn to laugh. "So you're saying you won't get mad if I do this?" Quinn placed a yellow 2 onto a blue 2, changing the colour. Rachel's eyebrows narrowed. All of her remaining cards were blue, so Quinn had essentially screwed her over.

"Of course not." Rachel bit the inside of her cheek as she picked up a card to keep in her frustration. Quinn was giving her a knowing look.

"What about this?" Quinn placed a red two on top of her old yellow two, changing the colour again. The card that Rachel had picked up previously was a yellow card, so Quinn had screwed her over again.

"I can control my anger." Rachel said as she picked up another card. Quinn put down a red four.

"Uno." She said with a smile. The card Rachel had just picked up was a colour changer and she immediately put it down.

"Blue." Rachel said with a smirk. She had Quinn now. Her mouth dropped open when Quinn put a blue three on the pile.

"I win." Quinn said with a bright smile. Rachel let out a frustrated growl.

"You did that on purpose!" Rachel pointed a finger an inch away from Quinn's face. Quinn leant forward and kissed it.

"Of course I did princess." Quinn stopped for a second before smiling. "I like the sound of that." Rachel wanted to come up with some witty remark, but she had nothing. She liked the sound of that too.

"This game is stupid, let's play something that involves skill." Rachel picked up the cards and put them back into their case.

"Do you have a chess board?"

"Of course I have a chess board. However, I think you have an advantage over me because you happen to be slightly smarter." Rachel wasn't dumb. In fact, she was in a few AP classes at school. The problem was Quinn was really smart and probably played chess more often than she did. That said, Rachel very rarely played it as she had no one to play with so that wasn't a big statement.

"So what, you're scared to play me?" Quinn mocked. Mocking is something Rachel wouldn't put up with.

"Go get the board; it's in the cupboard of the TV." Quinn smiled brightly and skipped away. Rachel sighed. She knew she was going to lose but then again, she had brought it on herself.

A couple hours of chess later, Quinn had shown just how good she actually was at the game, beating Rachel every time. For the last hour, Quinn had actually just been teaching Rachel strategies and really, just how to play.

"I had better go Rachel. Although I doubt it, my mum might be wondering where I am."

"Okay. I had fun today. Make sure you come over again tomorrow." Rachel got out of her bed. Quinn walked into the bathroom to quickly change before walking with Rachel downstairs. When they were at the door, Quinn looked around quickly before kissing Rachel on the nose.

"See you tomorrow."

"Bye." When Quinn was gone, Rachel went straight back upstairs.