IT'S OVER *holds face in agony* *throws chair* IT'S BEEN 2 YEARS SINCE I STARTED THIS FIC AND IT'S FINALLY FINISHED *breaks into tears* I just...It's...our journey is over. *pulls out ten page speech* I want to thank each and every one of you for inspiring me to continue writing this fic. For all of those who came for the smut and stayed for the angst, I love you. For all of who were here since the beginning, I love you. Thank you so much for reading and leaving me your support. Without it I'm sure I wouldn't have been able to get through this fic.
I want to thank the friends I made because of this story, who provided help in a variety of ways. I want to thank B (Briony) who was basically my rock throughout this whole thing and was with me when I made all the major decisions regarding this story. Thank you all so much, I honestly, truly appreciate you. Thank you and enjoy
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10 months later…May
Rachel scanned her attire with a critical eye, her gaze wandering over her appearance in the hopes of maybe finding the one thing her heart felt it was missing whenever she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror.
She sighed.
Though the white sundress contrasted well with her golden skin, she still felt incomplete.
Rachel laughed a little at herself; a dress wasn't going to make her feel better, no matter how pretty it was. She set the brush she was holding down on the table.
She frowned as she took one last look at herself before jumping when she heard her mother call out to her.
"Rachel! Your handsome friend is here to pick you up!"
Her eyes rolled slowly at the not so subtle hint of appreciation in Judy's voice. Rachel shook her head in amusement as she brushed a few stray brunette strands away from her head and exiting the bathroom. She picked up her white sweater from her bed before slipping on her brown wedged heels and walking towards the door.
She stopped at the light switch and looked around, reminiscing about how nearly a year ago, a different occupant inhabited this room before her eyes stopped on the picture of her and Quinn on her bedside desk.
A dull ache resonated in her chest as a wistful sigh flew past her lips, her gaze completely bypassing her visage and focusing completely on Quinn. Rachel's gaze lingered a moment on Quinn's face before she smiled sadly and turned off the lights.
X
Rachel descended the stairs slowly, attempting to focus on other things so that the pain in her chest would ease a bit. Conjuring up the image of the New Directions placing first this year was a good distraction.
Sure they had won last year but taking third wasn't nearly as satisfying as first would be.
Nationals were in New York this time and she was thrilled at the thought of spending time in her future city in two days.
She just wished Quinn would be there with her.
Rachel sighed once more. No matter what she did she couldn't seem to keep Quinn out of her mind for long. Her eyes dropped to her left hand and more specifically, at the ring which held, as her ex-girlfriend so poetically put it, Quinn's heart. She stopped mid-step and raised her hand to her chest, inhaling shakily as another small spasm of pain shot through her.
She allowed herself a few minutes to pull it together before releasing the air she had inhaled and shaking her head. Rachel forced a smile to her face as she descended the final step, a smile that shifted into a genuine one at the familiar sight that met her eyes.
"Oh, Finn!" her mother gushed as she squeezed at his bicep appreciatively, "You were so spectacular at the football game last Friday. Lucille and I were overjoyed that you and Matthew were able to lead the team to such a fantastic win."
Finn grinned openly at Judy, his hands deep in the pockets of his jeans as he nodded humbly, "Thanks, Mrs. F. We really appreciate you cheering us on. Keeps us going."
When her mother practically swooned at Finn's words, Rachel knew it was time to cut in. She hastened her gait so that she appeared beside them and placed a calming hand on her mother's arm
"Uh, mom," Rachel started with a bemused smile as she gazed up at Judy with raised brow; "Finn and I were just leaving. Let the boy go…"
Judy tore her eyes away from Finn and pouted cutely at her daughter, "Always have to ruin my fun," she teased as she poked at Rachel's cheek before beaming up at Finn.
"Always a pleasure to see you, Finn; do come visit more often."
"I'm sure Daddy would adore that," Rachel muttered as she rolled her eyes, the words flying over Judy's head as Finn released a loud laugh and smiled cheekily at Judy.
"Sure, Mrs. F. I'd love to."
"I told you, Finn, call me Judy."
Rachel huffed before grabbing Finn's hand and pulling him away from her mother, "Finn. Let's go."
Finn chuckled as he waved goodbye to Judy with his free hand before following Rachel out of the house and towards his car.
X
"Must you encourage her every time you come over, Finn?" Rachel glowered as she rested her cheek on her palm, her elbow propped up on the windowsill, "It's like you want my dad to kick your ass."
Finn shrugged before the corners of his mouth tweaked up into an innocent grin, "Your mom is pretty cool, Rach. Besides, you know she just does it to mess with you."
Rolling her eyes once more, Rachel sighed as she leaned back into the seat, "Yeah, yeah…" her brows knit together a moment later as she looked behind her before turning back to Finn, who was pulling them out of the driveway.
"Where is Caroline?" she asked curiously, noticing that the car was void of its usual occupant.
"Care's got band practice so she couldn't come," Finn answered, his features morphing from cheer to disappointment.
Rachel clicked her tongue in sympathy before turning towards the window. Caroline was Finn's girlfriend. They had met at a victory party for the McKinley Titans five months ago and after a shaky start-Caroline had been unimpressed with the fact that Finn was the captain of the football team. Her school didn't put much stock in sports and the only reason she was at the party was because her friends had wanted to go- Caroline had opened up and they surprisingly hit it off.
They had been dating for three months now, and while she was no Sam, Rachel still liked her a lot.
"That's too bad," Rachel reached over to pat Finn's knee, "I know you've wanted her to hang out with Kurt for a while now."
Finn sighed, "Yeah," he squeezed her hand quickly before placing it back on the wheel, "It sucks; I just want to hang out with my brother and my girlfriend at the same time, you know? It'd be cool if Kurt got to know her more. He's been so busy with Blaine and school that I feel like I never see him anymore."
Rachel pulled her hand back and nodded in understanding, "Don't worry too much about it, Finn. It'll happen, even if I have to steal Blaine for the day so that you, Kurt and Caroline can spend time together."
A small smile appeared on Finn's face, "You're the best, Rach; thank you."
"Anytime."
X
"There you two are! What took so long? It's so dull without my Rachie around to keep me company."
Rachel stuck her tongue out at Jesse as she walked into his open arms and hugged his midsection tightly before pouting up at him, "Don't blame me. Finn was too busy flirting with my mom to notice the time."
Jesse's eyes lit up as he tore his gaze away from Rachel and smirked at Finn, who seemed amused at their interaction "Atta boy, my dear Mr. Hudson. Judy is gorgeous."
"Jesse!"
He winced as Rachel pinched his side, "What, Rachie?" Jesse removed a hand from her waist to rub his side, " You and I both know that if Russell in the picture, Judy would not be single for long. She's is the classic example of a mother I'd personally like to fuck."
She immediately pulled out of his embrace, "You're disgusting," she stated dryly, though her tone lacked its usual ire. Rachel was passed the stage where Jesse's off-handed and disrespectful comments bothered her.
A cheery grin tugged the corners of Jesse's mouth as he swung an arm around her shoulder and tugged her back towards him; he pressed his lips to her hair, "You love it."
A smile threatened to break loose on her face because she loved him, therefore she put up with his comments.
They shared a fond smile before Jesse looked up towards Finn and leaded them towards the table he had secured for them an hour earlier.
A fine brow rose at what the four figures at the table were discussing.
"-all I'm asking, Seb, is have you two done it? Judging by how far that stick up your ass is, I'm guessing no."
"Santana, that's none of your business," Blaine glowered at said girl, though his mossy green eyes were sparkling with amusement. Sebastian-Blaine's boyfriend of seven months-stroked Blaine's back comfortingly with a small smirk, seemingly content to let the two go at it.
Santana went to retort before stopping mid sentence when she caught sight of them. She nudged Kurt, drawing his attention away from iPhone and nodded towards them.
Kurt beamed as he shot up, relief obvious on his face as he practically shrieked their names, "Rach! Finn! So good of you two to finally make it," he said as he walked the short distance over to them and engulfed Rachel into a hug.
"Thank god you're finally here" he hissed into her ear, "if I have to hear Santana make another gay joke, I'm going to commit"
Rachel covered her nose as she snorted indelicately, holding in a laugh as Kurt moved away and gazed at her with comically wide eyes.
"Seems like we got here just in time," she mused as she turned her attention towards the table, "It's good to see you again, Sebastian."
Sebastian gave her a once over before smirking and inclining his head towards her, "Looking lovely as always, Rachel."
Kurt shook his head slowly at Sebastian before releasing a surprised squeak when Finn picked him up and pulled him close to his chest.
"Oh hoho, Finn, you're-you're crushing me," Kurt laughed breathlessly as he patted Finn's back before sighing in relief when he was set down.
Finn beamed down at his brother before slinging an arm around his waist and kissing his forehead, "Did you order yet? I'll buy you a chai tea."
A shy smile appeared on Kurt's face, still not use to the way Finn went from the leader of the people bullied him to his biggest and best ally, "It's okay, I already ordered. I got you some hot chocolate though," he whispered, making sure to keep his arm around Finn's stomach as he reached down with his free hand to hand his brother the mug.
Smiling gratefully, Finn took the glass before raising it so that he could take a small sip. A surprised, yet pleased sound escaped him, "It's still hot."
"I figured you and Rachel would be late so I ordered a few minutes ago," Kurt returned his smile in full force before turning towards Rachel, "I got you the usual, Rach."
"Oh, Kurt! You're to die for," Rachel gushed as she sat down in the seat Kurt was previously occupying and brought the steaming mug of java to her lips. She moaned lightly, "Marry me,"
"Wrong gender, sweetheart, wrong gender," Kurt replied with a wry smile as he sat down and not so subtly encouraged Finn to take the seat next to him. He then motioned to his recently made but still cherished best friend, "Blaine, you were saying before Santana so rudely interrupted."
A laugh went around the table as Santana rolled her eyes before everyone started chatting amongst themselves.
These weekly gatherings first started September of last year.
Blaine, Jesse and Rachel had met up at the Lima Bean to hang out because Rachel wanted to stay true to her word. Theatre kids needed to stick together. It was a hard world out there, crowded with the untalented and the uncouth.
Those were the exact words Rachel had used when the three of them had sat down and endured an awkward silence for several minutes before Rachel had uttered that line, resulting in a loud and unreserved laugh from the other two.
The conversation flowed easily after that and their gathering of three slowly morphed into four. Kurt had been the first to come along and he and Blaine had become fast friends.
Rachel expected them to date but Blaine-in Kurt's words- while adorable in every way just wasn't his type. However they bonded over shared experiences with bullies and the harsh reality of being out in Lima, Ohio.
Santana came next; Jesse, knowing how lonely she was without Quinn, had invited her along and with her came the final addition, a boy Santana had met at a club a few months prior. After finding out that Sebastian also attended Dalton, she brought him along to one of their gatherings and introduced him to Blaine.
They were an odd group, truly, but with them, Rachel didn't quite as lonely.
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Rachel arrived home around four, a tiny smile still lingering on her face as she replayed the time she had spent with the five people she considered her best friends.
"I'm home," she softly called out as she bypassed the living room where her parents were happily chatting and headed up the stairs to her room.
While she would normally would stop to spend time with her daddy after he got home from work, she felt drained all of the sudden and wanted nothing more than to crawl into the bed that use to belong to Quinn and curl up around the covers.
Her eyes were closed as she opened the door to her room and locked it behind her. She leaned against the frame and allowed a small sigh to fall from her lips.
"Quinn..."
"Heh, and here I thought I'd surprise you."
Rachel blinked at the soft voice that shattered the silence.
"Q-Quinn?" she breathed, her heart beat picking up as she swung her head to the side and was met with Quinn's smiling face.
"Hey, Rae...I'm back."
"Quinn," Rachel dropped the bags she had with her and covered her mouth as tears sprung to her eyes, "You-" a soft sob escaped her, "A-are you really here?" she sniffled as she rubbed her reddening nose, "Tell me I'm not dreaming."
Quinn palmed the back of her neck as she began slowly walking towards Rachel, her lips quirking up into a bashful smile as she moved towards her, "I don't know," she murmured as she finally stopped in front of Rachel.
"Does this feel like a dream?" Quinn asked as she raised her hand to gently brush her fingers along Rachel's bangs and down the side of her face, "You're still so beautiful..." hazel eyes sparkled with adoration as Quinn's gazed down at Rachel.
A watery laugh bubbled up in Rachel's chest as her body melted at the soft touch and she practically clutched at Quinn's sides, "What are you doing here? I-I thought you weren't coming back until June?"
Quinn shrugged as she cupped the sides of Rachel's face, "I couldn't take one more sleepless night without you," she breathed as she brushed her nose along Rachel's.
Rachel's heart ached, "I..."
"Shh," Quinn stroked her cheek slowly before lowering her hands so that she could wrap them around Rachel's waist, "I know, Rachel...I know," she whispered as she held her close.
All the thoughts disappeared from Rachel's mind as Quinn hugged her to her.
That piece of her she that she felt was missing appeared.
And the hole in her heart finally closed.
x
"Your hair is longer," Rachel murmured as she played with a golden strand. Quinn's normally short blond hair was now shoulder length, her bangs parted to the side. She curled her finger around a strand and beamed, "You look good."
Quinn's lips curved into a small smile as she turned her head to face Rachel. They were lying on the bed together, not really touching; just savoring each other's company.
"I haven't gotten the chance to cut it," Quinn replied as she placed her hand on top of Rachel's and pulled it away from her hair. She laced their fingers together before bringing Rachel's hand to her mouth and kissing it lightly, "I missed you."
Rachel's throat constricted as her heart picked up, "I couldn't tell," she teased, her voice low and full of emotion, "I mean, it's not like you visited a month and a half in advance."
"Oh, so you were counting?" Quinn ducked out of the way as Rachel halfheartedly swung her fist at her shoulder.
"Idiot," a small blush dusted Rachel's cheeks, "Of course I was," she whispered, her eyes lowering in embarrassment.
"Mm."
They continued staring into each other's eyes before Rachel giggled and got up from the bed. Confusion danced in Quinn's eyes as she watched her go before smiling a bit when Rachel picked up a brush and started fixing her hair.
The room was silent for a few minutes before Rachel caught Quinn's eye in the mirror, "So…did you meet any people at school besides your roommate?"
A pale brow rose at the unexpected question; Quinn shrugged, "A few."
Rachel hummed in acknowledgement as she stared straight ahead, "Are the girls up there pretty?"
Quinn laughed a little at that, suddenly realizing where this was going, "Uh, I guess."
"Hm."
"Rae, look at me," Quinn waited until brown eyes were focused on hers before smiling softly, "if you're asking me if I hooked up with anyone, the answer is no. I didn't even think about anyone but you."
Red dusted Rachel's cheeks as she finally turned her head towards Quinn, "Really?" she asked, sounding uncharacteristically shy.
Quinn felt her heart swell, "Of course, Rachel. I-" she held her tongue, wanting to tell Rachel that she loved her but not knowing if she should. She settled for a small laugh before attempting to ease the tension that was suddenly apparent in the room "It was just me and my right hand," she joked as she wiggled her fingers with a wide grin.
A brush colliding with her head was the only response she received.
x
"Ow…"
"Sorry, I didn't mean to throw so hard," Rachel once again sat at Quinn's side, this time with both arms wrapped around one of Quinn's, "Though you did deserve it," she stated, sounding a bit annoyed.
Quinn held her head in agony, "I was just kidding-sort of," she slowly lowered her hand and looked towards Rachel. She smiled at the concern she could see painted so clearly on her ex girlfriend's face.
Speaking of…
"Uh, so, what about you?"
"Hm?" Rachel tilted her head in confusion, "What about me?"
"Has, uh," Quinn chuckled uneasily as she palmed the back of her neck and looked away, "has Jesse finally swept you off your feet?"
Rachel fell silent at that question, staring at Quinn with a blank expression. Instead of answering directly, instead she asked, "And if he has? What would you do?"
"Well…" Quinn trailed off as her brows drew together. She sighed a little before turning so that she could look Rachel in the eye, "I know in the past I was uncertain about a lot of things, Rachel. But not about this," she held her hand to her chest, "I won't give up on us. I'm sorry because I know that's selfish but I-" she released a slow breath, "I'm the one for you. And if I have to fight for you then I would, Rachel. I will."
That seemed to be the right thing to say because Rachel suddenly wrapped her arms around her neck, causing Quinn to topple over onto the bed. Quinn stared up at the ceiling as Rachel clung to her, a small smile appearing on her face at the moisture she could feel seeping into her shirt.
Quinn held Rachel tighter as the younger girl started crying, only one sentence falling out of Rachel's mouth, over and over again.
"I'm still yours."
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New York
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy (because I'm easy come, easy go, little high little low)
Anywhere the wind blows doesn't really matter (to me)
To me…
The large auditorium that could fit nearly a thousand was silent, the audience riveted as they all watched the stage. The voices of the New Directions were perfectly harmonized but it was one boy that kept them captivated.
Mama, oooh. I didn't mean to make you cry. If I'm not back again this time tomorrow, carry on, carry on. As if nothing really matters.
Quinn couldn't help the smile on her face as her eyes followed Jesse's form as he moved gallantly on stage. Though they had their differences, she had to admit that his voice as beautiful and with the light shining on him, he truly looked like a star.
Like the stage was the one place where he truly belonged.
I'm just a poor boy, nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family; spare him this life from this monstrosity.
Just like Rachel.
As the music picked up, Quinn thought that Mr. Schue-or rather, Rachel herself-couldn't have picked a better song for re-introducing the New Directions to the audience who had first heard them last year at Nationals.
So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye. So you think you can love me and leave me to die. Oh baby. Can't do this to me baby. Just gotta get out. Just gotta get right out of here.
Quinn shook her head a little as she began clapping along with the rest of the audience, grinning at the soulful look Jesse directed at them.
He really knew how to engage a crowd
Nothing really matters. Anyone can see. Nothing really matters. Nothing really matters to me…
X
Almost as soon as Bohemian Rhapsody ended the opening chords of a song Quinn knew very well started playing and she knew right then and there that the New Directions were going to win.
She turned to the back of the auditorium and practically beamed as Rachel's voice spread across the entire room.
Don't tell me not to live just sit and putter
Life's candy and the sun's a ball of butter
Don't bring around a cloud to rain on my parade.
Oh yeah, they were definitely going to win.
X
The New Directions brought their number to a close with a song that Quinn wasn't really expecting but warmed her heart nonetheless.
Jesse and Rachel looked perfect together as they, along with the rest of the club, sang a wonderful rendition of Paradise by the Dashboard Light.
It was the perfect song to end on, something energetic that showcased the voices of their two leads perfectly.
Quinn couldn't help laughing as Rachel pushed Jesse away during the song, probably finding it more amusing than she should have. Judy looked at her questioning at that part but she couldn't even find it in herself to feel embarrassed.
Felt so right, felt so good,
Paradise!
The audience erupted in cheers at the final note, almost everyone on their feet clapping loudly for the New Directions.
A pleased smile tugged at the corners of Quinn's lips as she stood as well, clapping slowly, her eyes trained on Rachel. Rachel must have felt her gaze because before she walked off the stage she looked over at her and beamed.
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"So can I take it you feel the same way?" Quinn asked as she squeezed Rachel's waist, warmth spreading across her chest at the small, watery chuckle Rachel released.
Rachel removed her face from her neck and gazed at her with a wide smile, though tears were streaming down her cheeks, "Yes, Quinn. Yes. I love you."
Quinn's eyes softened, "I love you, too."
They held each other's eyes for a second before Rachel tentatively leaned forward to bring their lips together in a small kiss. They melted into each other and poured all their feelings into the kiss.
After a minute or so, Rachel broke away so that she could wipe at her eyes and sniffle, "Are you coming with mom and daddy to see me at Nationals?"
Quinn's brow rose in amusement at the change in subject, "Do you want me to come?" she asked as she cupped Rachel's cheek to help her wipe away the tears.
"I do," Rachel's voice was shaky but there was an underlying hint of resolve in her tone, "More than anything Quinn."
"Then I will. Of course I will, Rae. Anything for you."
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"And placing first in the 67th National show choir competition is-"
Rachel held her breath as she squeezed Jesse's hand in nervousness. This was the moment that would define her for the rest of her life. Well, that might have been a bit of a exaggeration but she wouldn't be Rachel Fabray if she didn't overdramatize things.
On a whim, she looked over to where Quinn was sitting, a smile instantly playing on her lips at the sight of her. Quinn noticed her looking and returned her smile with one of her own.
Rachel felt her face heat up as Quinn mouthed the words I love you to her and in that moment she realized that whatever the outcome of today's competition, everything would be okay.
Because Quinn loved her.
She was so focused on these thoughts that she didn't hear the announcer finish his sentence. It wasn't until Jesse pulled her into a tight hug, breaking her eye contact with Quinn, that she noticed.
"We won!"
Rachel blinked in disbelief as Jesse kissed her on the cheek and lifted her in the air. They had won.
They won.
"Hah," Rachel's laughter rung out over the noise of her team mates screams and cheers. She buried her face in Jesse's neck and laughed freely, like a weight had been lifted from her chest.
They had won.
X
"I can't believe it's finally over."
"Rachie, you've been repeating that for the past thirty minutes. Accept it, babe. We did it," Jesse squeezed Rachel's waist as he held her from behind.
"Oh, Rachel, sweetheart, you won!" Judy exclaimed as she cupped both of Rachel's cheeks and peppered kisses all along her face. Rachel giggled at her mother's affections, her smile widening even more as Russell joined in and hugged her close.
Russell kissed her temple softly, "I am so proud to be your father. I love you so much, honey."
"I knew you could do it, Rae," Quinn spoke up from the sidelines, her hands stuffed in her jean pockets so that she could keep herself from pulling Rachel towards her and kissing her for all she was worth, "I'm proud of you."
Warmth bloomed in Rachel's chest as heat rose to her cheeks. Her eyes softened as she smiled at Quinn gratefully, "Quinn..."
Quinn ducked her head shyly but Rachel could see a small smile playing on her lips. She melted into Jesse's front as happiness flowed through her.
"I must say, I'm quite impressed as well."
Rachel blinked as an unfamiliar voice joined in the conversation. She looked up to see a bearded man walking towards them. He was handsome, a bit older than her but obviously younger than her parents. He also looked a little familiar but she couldn't quite place him yet.
The man smiled widely and held out his hand, which she tentatively took and shook firmly.
"Young lady, you have quite the voice," he turned his gray eyes towards Jesse as well, "As do you, young man. I was captivated."
Jesse held his chin up in pride but said nothing more than a sincere, "Thank you."
Rachel thanked the man as well but soon fell silent as he pulled out a card from his coat jacket and held it out. She reluctantly took it and read it over, her eyes widening in shock at what she saw.
"What is it, Rachie?" Jessed asked as he read over her shoulder, his jaw lowering after a few seconds as disbelief passed over his face.
The man laughed lightly at their expressions before turning towards Rachel's parents.
"My name is Brad Sheik. If you're all in town for a bit, why don't we all meet up for lunch sometime tomorrow? My treat," he said as he shook Russell's hand, "Your daughter has quite the voice, sir, a voice that's destined for the stages of New York."
Quinn felt a wide grin bloom on her face, "You mean…"
Brad, as if reading her mind, nodded his head, "I'm working on a musical here. My friend and I are adapting it from a play of the same name. It's going to be called Spring Awakening."
Russell looked at him skeptically, "So you're saying that you want my daughter to be in your musical?"
"Sir, I don't want just want her in it. I want her to be the star alongside this young man."
Rachel finally appeared to have broken out of her stupor because she went and grabbed both of Brad's hands in uncontained excitement, "Jesse and I are going to be the leads?"
Brad smiled, "If you like the material and if your parents agree to it."
"Daddy!" Rachel spun around and practically tripped as she ran towards Russell, "This is the opportunity of a lifetime! We have to say yes!"
Russell gave an uneasy smile, "Now, Rachel, I'm not sure if-"
"Daddy, please,"
"There's no harm in going to lunch, Russell," Judy piped in.
"Please, dad. This is important to Rachel," Quinn added as she stared up at her father imploringly.
With all the important women in his life pleading with him, what else could Russell do? He smiled as he shook his head in amusement before meeting Brad's eye.
"Lunch, then."
The kids broke out into cheers.
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Lima, Ohio
"I can't believe it's finally over," Rachel spoke, her voice full of awe.
Quinn, who was laying next to her on her bed, turned so that she was facing her, "I know."
"Did this weekend really happen?" Rachel turning her head so that she could look Quinn in the eye, "Did we really win Nationals?"
"You did."
Rachel maneuvered onto her side and moved closer to Quinn. Her voice lowered to almost a whisper, "Did Jesse and I really get asked to star in an Off-Broadway musical?"
Quinn beamed at her, "You did."
"And…" Rachel brushed her nose against Quinn's as she gazed into her eyes, "Do you really want to be with me?"
Quinn lifted a hand so that she could stroke Rachel's cheek, nodding minutely as she did so, "I do," she whispered.
"You know we still have a lot to talk about. We can't just jump back into a relationship."
"I know, Rae."
"Even so…" Rachel sighed softly as she nudged their noses together, "Even so, the only thing I want right now, the only thing that means more to me than my trophy and my audition next week is…is you, Quinn. For you to kiss me."
And in that moment, as Quinn leaned forward to finally brush their lips together, Rachel couldn't help but think about the past two years.
All the pain, the tears, and heartache had lead up to this moment. In the end, despite the doubt and indecision, everything had somehow worked out for the best.
However, Rachel wasn't as surprised as she should have been.
After all, she was a Fabray.
And no matter how difficult-
She always got what she wanted.
X
Though I said it was over, I do have an idea for a series of one-shots detailing various stages in Rachel's and Quinn's life. I don't know if I'll ever write it though. Hopefully.
Once again, thank you. I hope you enjoyed.
I love you all
and goodbye 3