Quinn was picking at her spaghetti and meatballs while pretending to listen to Rachel as they sat in the booth at the diner. All that was on Quinn's mind was seeing me and the look she undoubtedly caught in my eyes. The sad "I'm a fucking douche bag and lost my girlfriend because of it" look to be more specific. She was still out in "lala" land when she jumped at the sound of Rachel's voice.

"Did you hear any of what I just said?" Rachel asked sympathetically when she knew Quinn was paying attention.

"No, I'm sorry, my head's in the clouds," Quinn apologized sincerely.

"It's okay, I understand. What do you wanna do after dinner?"

"I dunno. Sleep? Forget this day ever happened."

"Sorry but you can't forget that today happened. But we can do something that will keep your mind off of it. We just have to figure out what that something is gonna be."

Quinn offered a weak smile at that. She knew Rachel was absolutely right. And sitting at the diner in New Haven made her wish that she had gotten on the train and gone into the city like they had originally discussed. But it was too late now. Rachel was here and Quinn was incredibly appreciative.

"Dancing!" Quinn exclaimed suddenly full of all the enthusiasm in the world.

Rachel looked startled by the proclamation but agreed with the idea. She loved to go dancing and if Quinn thought that would be the thing to help her, all the better.

"Are Jenna and Alex around tonight? Maybe they'd go with us?" Rachel asked curiously.

"No, Jenna went home for the weekend and Alex is off doing God knows what with her boyfriend."

Quinn grimaced a little bit and Rachel nodded.

"Okay, so it'll be just you and me. I'm good with that. C'mon let's go so we can get ready for a fantastic night of dancing."

Quinn knew Rachel was laying the enthusiasm on a little heavier than normal, mostly for her benefit, but she totally appreciated it. Even if it was slight overkill.

An hour or so later Quinn and Rachel walked through the doors of the club nearest Yale. The music was going and people were dancing like it was their jobs. They scanned the room a bit and were pleased that I didn't seem to be completely following their brainwaves tonight. Quinn was surprised to see Jack though and even more so when he approached her to dance.

"Hey, Quinn, you wanna dance?" he asked casually as he leaned his back up against the bar and offered her a crooked smile.

"Sure," Quinn answered quickly, "Oh, Jack, this is my friend, Rachel."

"Nice to meet you, I'm one of Sebastian's roommates," Jack told her as he offered Rachel a hand.

"Nice to meet you too, Jack," Rachel responded as she gave Quinn a look.

Quinn saw this and shook it off. She must have figured Rachel was trying to gauge if she was okay dancing with my roommate. Seconds later, Jack took Quinn's hand and whisked her out on to the floor. Rachel hung back and kept a casual eye on the pair.

"So, what happened today? I walked in around dinner time, expecting you to be in our dorm and Sebastian was balling like a baby," Jack asked cautiously as he spun Quinn in a tight circle before twirling her into his chest.

"Sebastian was being an arrogant prick and I don't wanna take it anymore," Quinn offered simply as she turned to look at Jack while she answered him.

"He's an idiot but are you sure that was the right thing to do?"

"No. But for now I think it's what I need."

Jack nodded as he caught Quinn's "stop grilling me" tone. Part of him was glad that she dumped me. Truth be told since they met I knew Jack was interested in Quinn but I never thought he'd have an opportunity to make a play for her.

"Do you want a drink?" Jack asked Quinn after they had been dancing the last twenty minutes.

"Just a water, thanks," Quinn replied sweetly.

Jack nodded as he made his way to the bar. Quinn was surprised at how quickly after he left that Rachel was standing with her.

"You two look pretty cozy," Rachel teased.

"Shut up, he's a friend. Sort of," Quinn shot back immediately.

"He likes you. In fact I'm surprised he's kept this to just dancing with the way he's been looking at you."

"And how's that?"

"Like he's undressing you in his mind and doing all sorts of dirty things to your body."

"RACHEL!"

Quinn covered her cheeks as she felt the heat rise but she still wanted Rachel to shut up.

"Oh crap, you're into him too."

"No I'm not. Sebastian and I broke up today I'm not looking to jump into anything with anyone right now."

"C'mon, you can't tell me you don't find Jack to be attractive."

"You're right. I can't. But it doesn't matter. He's Sebastian roommate."

"So what?"

Quinn was about to answer when she noticed Jack approaching them. Rachel raised an eyebrow at the lack of response until she, too, spotted Jack.

"Here you go, gorgeous. Just a water," Jack said as he made a grand gesture out of handing the water to Quinn, "Oh, sorry, Rachel. I didn't know you'd be joining us or I'd have offered to get you a drink too."

"No problem, Jack. Besides, I'm sure Quinn won't mind if I snag a sip or two of her water," Rachel answered calmly.

Quinn shook her head as she swallowed the mouthful of water before handing the bottle off to Rachel with a smile.

Jack, Quinn, Rachel and the occasional random guy danced until the sun looked like it was coming up. Quinn was surprised she had been able to stay awake and on her feet for that long. That's not to say she didn't sit out a few dances here and there but for the most part, she danced the night away.

By the time the girls and Jack were ready to go, Rachel was having to tell some tattooed football player type to get lost. Or she'd send her boyfriend after him. The guy tore off like a shot at the word boyfriend causing the three of them to giggle like a pack of schoolgirls.

"Thanks for hanging out with us, Jack," Quinn said as they started to walk back to campus.

"It was my pleasure. Thanks for not ignoring me just cause I'm roommates with your ex," he replied genuinely.

Once they were back on campus, Jack hugged Quinn and Rachel good-bye before they headed off to her dorm and he to ours.

"How you feeling there, Quinn?" Rachel asked as they walked up the steps to the dorm.

"Ugh, tired. Feet hurt. Sleep now," Quinn replied as she fumbled for her keys.

"C'mon, sleepyhead, give me your keys and I'll get us in your room."

After finally getting them, Quinn immediately handed Rachel the keys and waited for her friend to unlock the door to her room. As soon as they were inside, both Quinn and Rachel collapsed on Quinn's bed and were asleep almost instantly.

Quinn woke up to the sun shining right in her eyes. She groaned as she moved her arm and recoiled immediately when she heard an "OW!" from someone next to her. Clearly she had forgotten that Rachel was there or she wouldn't have jumped.

"Sorry," Quinn muttered as she sat up and saw who it was that she smacked.

"Good morning to you too," Rachel grumbled as she opened her own eyes.

"What time is it?"

Rachel glanced at the clock and groaned when she saw that it was only 7:23. They hadn't even been back from the club four hours yet and they were already awake.

"7:23."

Quinn groaned as she made her way into the bathroom. She might as well do something useful since they were up already. Rachel grabbed her phone and looked through it while she waited her turn to take a shower. She wasn't surprised to find there was a text from Puck asking about Quinn.

hey jew babe, how's Q doing? miss you - Puckzilla

Rachel smiled at how much her boyfriend cared about her friend, for obvious reasons of course. But nonetheless she thought it was still sweet. Even after all this time.

hard to say, we went out dancing last night and she danced most of it w one of Seb's roommates. miss you too xoxo

When an hour had past and Quinn still hadn't come out of the bathroom, Rachel was starting to get a little nervous. She put her phone down on the bed and made her way over to the door.

"Quinn, are you okay?" she asked as she tapped on the door.

The shower was still running which only heightened Rachel's concern. She tapped on the door again but still got no answer. After about 20 or so more seconds, Rachel knocked a third time and when Quinn still didn't answer, she turned the knob. Much to Rachel's relief, she found that Quinn hadn't left the door locked. She pushed the door partly open and poked her head around. In case Quinn was shaving but not actually in the shower or something.

"Quinn," Rachel called out again.

This time she was met with quiet cries coming from in the shower. Rachel pushed the door all the way open and rushed in. Quinn had the shower curtain completely opened as she sat in the tub with the water pouring down on her while the tears flowed heavily from her eyes. Rachel walked over and turned the water off before getting a towel before she helped Quinn stand and get wrapped in it.

"I don't want Jack," Quinn cried as she let Rachel hug her.

"I know you don't, sweetheart," Rachel answered as she walked them out of the bathroom.

"Why did I have to overreact yesterday?"

Rachel just shook her head.

"He'll never forgive me. I wouldn't. I can't believe I danced with his roommate. I can't believe I flirted with Jack!"

"Stop. You didn't flirt with Jack. And there was nothing inappropriate about your dancing with him," Rachel said as she tried to calm Quinn down.

"I thought dancing would make me feel better. But it's only making me feel worse. I'm such an idiot."

"You're not an idiot."

"Yes I am! You saw how I behaved last night."

"Yeah I did. And I saw nothing wrong with it either."

"So it wasn't a big deal that I basically tried to have sex with my clothes on? With my ex's roommate?"

"Well there would be something wrong with that if it had happened. But it didn't. All you did was dance. Honest. Where is all this talk of "sex with my clothes on" coming from, Quinn?"

"Last night! You were there. You saw it happening, Rachel. Why didn't you stop me?"

"There was nothing to stop."

Quinn scowled as she drop to her bed, still wrapped in the towel. She was sure that she had been acting like a horny slut the night before. And Rachel was flat out telling her the opposite. Quinn wished she believed Rachel but the things she was seeing in her mind didn't add up to anything Rachel responded with about how she behaved with Jack.

"Quinn, look at me," Rachel finally said after a few minutes.

Once Quinn had done as Rachel all but demanded, the smaller girl took a deep breath before speaking again.

"It's totally normal to freak out after going out dancing. Especially the day of a break up. But I promise you, everything about the way you behaved, and the way Jack behaved, was totally okay. He wouldn't have been able to walk if he tried anything with you. Let alone dance all night. Now would you please calm down. I know you're tired and heartbroken but you gotta relax," Rachel spoke sternly.

Quinn took a deep breath of her own and closed her eyes. She knew Rachel was right. She needed to chill out. Being overtired and trying to cope with heartbreak were two things she didn't do well. Especially at the same time.

"I need coffee," she declared when she had calmed down.

"Oh I think you don't," Rachel sort of half-chuckled.

"Yeah I do. It'll help get rid of this overtired feeling I have going on right now."

"Okay, if you say so."

Quinn simply nodded as she made her way to the door.

"I'm gonna take my shower while you get coffee then," Rachel said before she turned and headed for the bathroom.