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A/N: Alrighty so I'm gonna be going on a family vacation for about a week, so within that time there will be no updates, however! I will continue writing up the story so that when I do come back you'll get a nice pretty update :D


"Rachel I swear if you don't stop trying to do everything for me I'm going to scream!"

Quinn huffs as yet another pillow is fluffed and placed behind her back on the couch.

Rachel rolls her eyes, "Nonsense. I cant possibly be doing everything for you. Or were you under the impression that I'm breathing for you as well?"

Quinn narrows her eyes slightly at Rachel, trying her hardest not to laugh at the absurdity of that question, "Don't brush of what you're doing here Rachel Berry. It's a bruise. I'm fine. It's not like I've had my arm amputated. Please stop making such a big deal out of it? I don't want your dads to worry either."

Rachel's eyes widen suddenly, "You should tell daddy. Isnt this like abuse or harassment maybe?"

Quinn shakes her head widely, "I dont think it'd make a difference. I mean technically we weren't invited into the house and well…We were supposed to be in school." Quinn says the end sheepishly.

Rachel takes a seat beside the blonde and hums quietly in agreement.

"So…" Quinn says after a few minutes of silence, watching the brunette away in her thoughts.

Rachel smiles up at her and gives her hand a light squeeze, "How about I go and get us a couple of apples to tide us over until dinner and you go ahead and turn on the TV."

The blonde nods her head becoming very fond of the idea of just relaxing on the couch with the brunette.

Quinn leans forward, reaching out for the TV remote control, clicking it on and leaning back against the numerous cushions behind her, sighing contentedly as she does so.

Rachel smiles at her from the doorway before shaking her head lightly and handing over one of the apples before sitting down next to her and propping her legs in her lap, Quinn's empty hand automatically going to rest atop her legs.

"Did you find anything of interest?"

Quinn shrugs, licking her lips of the juice before answering, "I don't have something specific to watch."

Rachel nods and watches as Quinn continues flicking through channels, stopping at each channel waiting for Rachel's opinion, before changing it again.

"…You know pretty much get down tonight."

Rachel and Quinn turn and face each other, identical grins appearing on both of their faces before Quinn turns the volume up and scoots down farther into the couch and munching on her apple.

Rachel giggles, "FRIENDS it is then." Wiggling her sock clad toes as both of their attention drift to the TV.

The two watch as Ross complains about some guy Rachel met at the movies, saying how he should be the one taking down his messages. Or that Ross and Rachel should be together and they get some kind of messaging service.

To which of course Phoebe replies with, "Hang in there. It's going to happen."

Ross exasperatedly questions, "Okay now, how, how do you know that?"

"Because she's your lobster."

Rachel's feet stop wiggling, and Quinn all but spits out the apple she had in her mouth.

All movement is suddenly stopped as the two keep their eyes glued on the television screen.

"Come on you guys. It's a known fact that lobsters fall in love and mate for life. And you know what? You can actually see old lobster couples walking around their tank you know, like holding claws."

Rachel could hardly believe what she was hearing. Her eyes were as wide as dinner plates and her jaw was just about in her lap it was opened so wide.

Quinn wasn't fairing any better, "Brittany…Phoebe…Excuse me?"

Rachel turns so she's looking at Quinn just as Quinn is turning to look at her. They both blush deeply before glancing back towards the TV.

Rachel wanted nothing more than to pull her feet away and dart away all the while dialing Santana or Brittany's numbers to chastise either of them for their little reference, but Rachel keeps her legs put like a trooper and instead focuses her attention on breathing.

Quinn significantly relaxes once she notices Rachel isnt about to sprint. She had been able to feel her leg muscles tense as if she was getting ready to bolt, which in turn made Quinn tense as well, but the minute she felt Rachel's leg muscles relax some, she let out a breath she wasn't aware she was holding and returned her attention to the show.

Despite the slight initial shock, both girls decided to continue watching the episode, laughing at the appropriate times and just pretty much saving that little piece of 'lobster' information in the back of their minds for later.

Until of course it came up again.

"Saving saving me? From the pleasant conversation I was having with the interesting man?" Rachel asks trying to keep her cool.

Ross chuckles awkwardly, "Oh well see from where I was sitting."

"Ross listen to me. I am not yours to save."

"But…you are."

"What?"

"Well uh you're my lobster."

Rachel glances at Quinn and despite herself she cant help but giggle at the furrowed brow that the blonde is sporting. The brunette tilts her head to the side and thinks about the whole scene and she smiles at the blatant jealousy Ross exudes and how Quinn does the same, virtually every time anyone is even slightly above average nice to her.

Quinn for her part is mentally giving herself a face palm, 'Am I that obvious? Oh that's just. Wonderful. Perfect. Just what I need. For Rachel to realize I'm crazy jealous like Ross. Damn."

"No buts Ross. We are never going to happen. Accept that."

Rachel furrows her brows this time and pouts, crossing her arms. She always did hate it whenever the two weren't together.

Quinn's eyes widen at that and she cant believe this ever happened because from what she can remember Ross and Rachel were always on.

They kept watching, both in their own world right up until the prom video, with Ross coming to 'save the day'.

Phoebe smiles and waves her hands excitedly, "See? He's her lobster!"

Rachel and Quinn are both wearing identical smiles as they see just how much Phoebe reminds them of Brittany.

Quinn tentatively breaks the silence, "That was cute."

Rachel allows her smile to grow larger, "It was huh?"

Quinn nods, absentmindedly trailing a hand up and down Rachel's calf.

The brunette watches as the blonde's face goes through a range of emotions, her eyes furrowing then widening then frowning until finally she settles for a quick shake of the head before lifting her head slightly to look at Rachel, as if stealing herself for a bad reaction.

"Rach?"

The brunette smiles at her disarmingly, "Yes Lady Q?"

Quinn takes a breath, "I kind of, need to tell you something. But you have to hear me out before saying anything okay? Please? Cuz if you stop me I don't know if I'll be able to say everything I need to and I don't know when or if I'll ever be able to get up the courage to say anything."

Rachel takes in Quinn's completely no nonsense look and she takes a breath to steady her nerves as she nods her head, "Okay Quinn. I promise not to interrupt you."

She reaches out for the blonde's hand, to which Quinn hesitates for a split-second before finally gently intertwining their fingers.

Quinn keeps her eyes trained on her lap, while she fidgets with their fingers. She takes a calming breath all the while Rachel is watching her, biting her own lip trying to stop from saying anything to interrupt her.

Expressive hazel eyes lift and meet with warm brown ones and Quinn berates herself for being so nervous. The fact that she can actually see how much emotion there is behind Rachel's eyes now makes her feel silly.

She smiles and opens her mouth, "Rachel I…"

"Honey! I'm home! Tell me Quinn's here too!"

Quinn immediately stops and slightly tenses, to which Rachel rolls her eyes and groans under her breath, "Hi Dad, welcome home. Of course she's here; we're in the living room."

Quinn lowers her head, disappointed in herself for not getting it out when she had the chance. Rachel squeezes her hand giving her a reassuring smile and giving her a quiet, "We'll talk later on tonight okay sweetheart?"

The blonde nods her head, her earlier keenness dissipating slightly, "Okay Ray. It's okay."

Hiram walks into the living room and chuckles, "I see you two requisitioned the couch already."

Rachel leans her head back against the arm of the couch, looking over the back of the couch at her dad, giving him a smile as she says, "Of course, did you expect anything else?"

Quinn giggles when she sees Rachel going cross-eyed, only imagining the face Hiram was making in return.

"Hi Hiram."

She hears the smile in his voice, "Hi Quinn. Aww you're still letting her use you as a leg rest?"

He gives her a quick kiss to the forehead in ways of greeting before doing the same to Rachel, who was pouting during the exchange but had a smile on her lips, "I assure you if Quinn had a problem she'd have…"

Hiram interrupts, "Honey, honestly? No she wouldn't stop you."

Quinn's face colors pink incredibly fast, something that doesn't go unnoticed by Rachel or her father, she murmurs, "I don't mind. I…I like that she's comfortable enough around me."

A blush creeps its way to Rachel's face as well, but it isn't nearly as strong as Quinn's, "Aww. See dad?"

Hiram laughs but decides against saying anything else in regards to that, "I'm going to go change and when I come back down maybe we can figure out what we're going to have for dinner, okay?"

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The rest of the evening went about just as normally as any other time.

Except for the fact that Quinn was stumbling and fumbling all over herself and Rachel wasn't any help because she was just a whole bundle of nerves waiting for later on tonight.

Regardless of what anyone else said or thought, Rachel knew she was just a bit intuitive, and she had a very incredibly strong feeling that Quinn was going to tell her she likes her. Or else just tell her that she wanted them to lay off the touchy feely-ness of their relationship. In which case Rachel was 100% ready with a rebuttal, something along the lines of it being imperative for them to continue moving forward instead of regressing seeing as they naturally found themselves to be incredibly cuddly together.

Hiram and Leroy both tried to keep the amusement out of their tones and faces, but they found it increasingly difficult to do so, whenever Rachel would accidentally brush against Quinn and the blonde would stop midsentence to catch her breath and tear her eyes away from the brunette.

This continued on until finally both Berry men decided to call it a night.

"Sweethearts, Hiram and I are going up to bed now. Have a good rest of the night. Good night."

With that they bid the girls good night and left them to their own devices.

Quinn let out a deep breath and relaxed into the couch, gathering her wits before sitting up and looking at Rachel who just walked back in from returning their popcorn bowls to the kitchen to wash later.

"Hey." Rachel says quietly upon noticing Quinn looking at her.

A small blush surfaces on Quinn's cheeks, "Hey yourself princess."

Rachel climbs over Quinn's propped legs and takes her seat from earlier, once again placing her feet in the blonde's lap, "So…"

Quinn's heart starts to beat erratically, "…A needle pulling thread."

There was silence for all but a second before Rachel's adorable laugh filled the living room, "Oh my God Quinn! I…you're adorable."

Quinn chuckles and shrugs lightly, "I ain't gots nothing on you."

Rachel blushes, but manages a smirk, "As wonderful as it is to hear Santana speak like that, I'd really rather appreciate it if you didn't start that as well."

Quinn giggles and nods her head lowering her voice she softly says, "I don't know where that came from."

Rachel continues to smile, patiently waiting for Quinn to start talking. The blonde tilts her head and runs her fingers through her hair, "I don't know how to start this now."

The blonde lets out an exasperated sigh and pushes herself to sit up a little bit straighter, "I mean I know what I want to say. And…I really need to say it because if I don't it's going to kill me and then one day I'll blurt it out in the middle of a very crowded hallway and you don't deserve that at all because you're amazing and wonderful and you don't need that…although you do like the attention and spotlight, I doubt this would be one of the times that you'd appreciate it."

Rachel watches her in slight amusement, her attention solely on the blonde before her and when she finally calms down Rachel leans forward and cups her cheek, "I'm listening. Take your time Quinn, I'm not going anywhere."

Quinn nods her head once before stopping feeling as if she continues she'd probably throw up.

She starts off quietly, not out of embarrassment, but simply because of the sheer emotion behind it and how vulnerable she was making herself right now, "Okay. I…God I don't even…Rachel you. You're like one of my best friends you know?"

She shoots a glance over to the brunette to see if she's completely listening, and when she sees her nod she nods back and continues, "Yeah okay and…For the longest time that was what I thought I saw every time I was around you. You know me so well and I just, you make me feel…I guess I didn't want to really see or think about what else it could mean, other than I thought of you as my very best friend. I didn't want to over think the fact that I'd wake up extra early on days I don't have Cheerios practice just so I could say good morning to you first or that I'd make sure Santana got your favorite flavor of vegan ice-cream because as much as she likes it she can never remember it's 'Very Berry Mix' and not Strawberry.

I didn't want to question why it was that I want more than anything to be the one to make you smile and laugh and that I'd feel really weird whenever someone else got to make you smile like that or laugh like that…I hated how easy it was for Santana to slip into what I thought to be 'my role'. I never asked myself what it was I felt every time she'd flirt with you, but I knew it felt awful. I loved that you were smiling, but I hated that you were smiling "my" smile when it wasn't me that put it there.

You may not believe me, and trust me I'd understand. But…regardless of what you want to do, I need you to know that I think I've always liked you. As in…" She stops suddenly and crashes her eyes shut for a second before opening them and locking them with Rachel's, "As in I like you, a whole hell of a lot more than just my best friend. I like you like…like Santana likes Brittany. And, I wish it was just that but it isnt. I need you. I…this was going to rip out of me if I didn't tell you, but what will kill me is if we cant be friends if you don't feel the same way. Because regardless of relationship status Ray…I need you. Whether it be as a friend or girlfriend…I don't think I can take not having you in my life because…you're such a huge part of it now. You're such a huge part of me…"

Whatever else Quinn was going to say got lost between her lips and Rachel's.

The brunette had been hanging on her every word and it took all her power to stop herself from jumping on her the second Quinn started to talk. Rachel didn't think Quinn would mind that she was kissing her now, seeing as Rachel doubted there was much more to say.

Pulling back slowly and resting her forehead against the blonde's Rachel nuzzled her nose against Quinn's as they both try and get their hearts to slow back down to normal.

Quinn has her eyes shut as she whispers, "Please tell me that wasn't your way of letting me down easy Rachel…please. Because…God I don't think I can go back after having finally kissed you."

Rachel swoons and had she not already been completely smitten, she's practically sure she'd have been after that.

The brunette pulls back slightly, and the loss of heat on Quinn's face causes the blonde to open her eyes slowly, only to have them flutter shut when Rachel reaches a hand out and strokes the side of her face, "Please open your eyes?"

The whispered breath lightly tickles her face and she slowly reopens her eyes, trying desperately not to break down if this is indeed Rachel's albeit cruel way of letting her down.

Rachel leans in that little bit closer and she shakes her head, "It wasn't."

Quinn's eyes show her hurt and confusion and she starts to struggle to get out of Rachel's hold, "Oh. Okay well. Okay. I need to go. I…You don't have to hold me or like touch me I completely."

She once again gets stopped by Rachel claiming her lips in a soft yet assured kiss, Rachel's hand traveling to the back of Quinn's neck, pulling her in closer, letting her know she wants her here.

Rachel once again softly breaks the kiss, but then quickly gives her a succession of pecks as she says, "I meant. It wasn't. Me letting. You down. Easy." She gives her another full kiss before pulling back and blushing incredibly scarlet, "This is me telling you that I wholeheartedly reciprocate your feelings and I actually believe I more than just reciprocate. I actually think you don't have a single clue how much I like you Quinn Fabray."

Rachel expected Quinn to smile and maybe perhaps if only slightly, show a positive reaction. What she didn't account for was a suddenly very pouty and forlorn looking Quinn.

"I'm probably daydreaming or asleep right now. I'm going to wake up and find out I passed out on the couch before you even came back from putting the empty popcorn bowls in the kitchen."

Rachel gives her an amused smile, "You think you're dreaming?"

Quinn looks at her deadly serious, a look of utter heartbreak on her face as she nods dejectedly, "It must be because I don't think I'd ever be able to say all of that and then have you kiss me more than once and tell me you like me back. It's the library scene all over again."

Rachel tilts her head and smiles at her lovingly, "What will it take for me to convince you that you most certainly are not dreaming?"

"Pinch me."

Rachel quirks a smile and nods, "Okay…and that will accomplish?"

Quinn rolls her eyes slightly, "You cant feel pain in dreams…or I mean…I don't know if I was daydreaming and you pinched me I'd wake up from it…but like if it's really happening then nothing would change."

Rachel giggles, "Your logic astounds me sometimes Quinn Fabray."

The blonde blushes and mumbles, "I just…I really want this to be real Rachel. You. You cant possibly understand."

Now it's Rachel's turn the blush, as she ducks her head and quietly states, "Actually. I think I do know. Because I've wanted this to happen for so long. So very long. And I should be the one not believing her luck not you. I mean I just kissed Quinn Fabray. The Quinn Fabray. And she let me and kissed me back."

Quinn smiles adoringly at the brunette, "I don't think you fully comprehend just how much The Quinn Fabray cant believe her very fortunate luck of being kissed by an angel. A beautiful brown eyed angel. Forgive me if I still hold on to my belief that this is all a very vivid figment of my imagination."

Rachel blushes and slowly leans in for a kiss, stopping just short of her lips and whispering out, "Kiss me."

A low sensual moan escapes from Quinn's lips before she could comprehend the fact that she was the one making the noise. On their own accord her lips seek out Rachel's and her hands travel around Rachel's waist.

The kiss is slow and with purpose. Rachel whimpers slightly when she feels Quinn's fingers graze against a strip of skin that was revealed where her shirt has ridden up, the vibrations from the whimper traveling to Quinn who gently leaned even further into the kiss, not daring to deepen it for fear that it will all disappear because of it really all being in her head.

When they part once again they rest their foreheads together and work on getting their breathing back to normal.

Rachel whispers, "If that doesn't convince you then a) you've have incredibly realistic daydreams, and b) you've had incredibly realistic daydreams."

Quinn chuckles and shrugs slightly, still keeping her eyes closed, "True on both accounts."

The brunette cant stop the skip her heart takes at the knowledge that Quinn has been dreaming about her, she schools herself however, "What do you suggest we do now Lady Q?"

Quinn slowly opens her eyes and lets out a sigh at seeing Rachel still very much in kissing distance to her. She gives her a lazy smile and quietly states, "If we wake up tomorrow and you remember this and tell me about it, I'll be convinced that it really happened. If you don't then I'll know this was all just a really incredibly amazing dream I had due to the amazing feeling of holding you while we sleep."

Rachel ducks her head, the smile on her face threatening to become a permanent fixture, "Okay…to bed?"

Quinn nods, waiting for Rachel to stand before offering the brunette her hand, and allowing her to slowly guide her to the bedroom, "To bed."

Making it up the stairs and going through the well rehearsed nightly routine gave Quinn the solid idea that it was in fact all just her imagination. The minute her head hit the pillow and she felt Rachel slide in however she didnt hesitate to pull her closer and wrap her arm around her. The disappointed sigh she gave herself however didnt even begin to describe how bad she felt, knowing that it was all in her head.

"Good night Rach." She gives her a soft kiss behind her ear and nuzzles her face into the brown tresses, inhaling the scent of lavender that Rachel loves so much.

"Goodnight Lady." Rachel grabs her hand and brings it to her lips and gives it a kiss, savoring the softness as she once again intertwines their fingers.

Rachel was going through the very opposite of Quinn. She was on cloud nine knowing that Quinn feels the same way she does. Well actually having the blonde admit it first is what has her on cloud nine. And those kisses. Snuggling deeper into Quinn's arms she giggles quietly to herself when she thinks about Quinn actually imagining kissing her, and how Quinn actually thinks this was all her imagination once again.

Rachel yawns and closes her eyes and sighs contentedly once she feels Quinn relax completely against her, a tell tale sign that the blonde beauty has fallen asleep.

'Tomorrow babe...I'll definitely show you this was no dream.'


A/N: Reviews? xx I know this isnt as long as the previous updates...but review? Please? It'd be an awesome start to a rather long family trip :D xx