A/N: Thank you all so much! Again, y'all have been amazing! Thank you! Thank you.
And I'm so glad that many of you understand that I am taking this story emotions-based. So yeah, I knoooow it's basically slow. But when you've hurt and you've been hurt like that, can things be really easy? Hmmm. Well, let's get this on now. Sorry for rambling!
"Why does Brit get the wild tea party and I get... this!" Santana cried as she dropped her backpack on the couch in the Fabray living room.
"And why does Brit-Brit get her bridal bash at night and I get mine at..." Santana paused to check her wrist watch and continued, "fucking 7 am!"
"Stop complaining, Santana," Rachel said as she sat on the couch beside Sam.
"And why do I get to have my bridal bash with a bunch of boys?" Santana impatiently asked Rachel who was once again amused at Sam's impersonations.
Indeed, it was 7 in the morning and they all gathered at the Fabray residence for Santana's whole-day bridal bash. And indeed, Santana was not a morning person.
"Fuck! Fabray! Get down here already!" Santana yelled as she felt a football hit her head. Her head shot towards the offender from across the room and saw Puck grinning. "Fuck you, Puckerman!"
"Same goes, morning blabbermouth," Puck said as he shrugged.
Quinn rushed down from upstairs with her backpack at hand. "God damn it, Santana! Can't you keep it down for a while?" The blonde then slowed down as she reached the bottom of the stairs.
"You woke me up at six in the morning, Fabray!" Santana said as she grabbed and her backpack and headed out the door.
"Let's get moving, baby mama," Puck said as he followed Santana out. Sam followed Puck as Mike ran out of the house from the kitchen – where he practically spent whole morning dwelling on the bagels that Judy baked for them.
Rachel then approached Quinn and smiled sweetly, "How's the head?"
"Fine, I guess. The painkillers really helped. Thanks," Quinn smiled.
Just like those many unscripted comfortable scenes, Rachel grabbed Quinn's backpack from her and carried it for the blonde. Rachel then moved to the couch and carried her backpack as well, "Ready to go?"
Quinn nodded, "Yeah."
Rachel – while carrying two backpacks – was on her way out when Quinn stopped her.
"Rach, you don't really have to carry my bags for me," Quinn said as she smiled shyly.
Rachel smiled as she said, "I want to, Quinn." The diva then winked as she walked out of the door leaving Quinn smiling to herself.
o-o-o-o-o
"Seriously, Q? A camper?" Santana said as Quinn and Rachel finally made it outside the Fabray residence. Her arms were crossed in front of her chest as she leaned on the 29-foot RV parked across the street.
Rachel grinned as she and Quinn approached the rest of guys – Sam, Mike, Finn and Puck - and Santana. "Oh, Santana. I'm sure you'll love this trip!" Rachel answered for Quinn.
Santana rolled her eyes, "Whatev. But Q, seriously?"
Quinn shrugged, "I got discounts."
"God! Fabray! You're so unpredictable," Santana huffed as she moved towards the front of the RV where Finn was checking if everything was working well. "Done already, Hudson?"
Finn turned to her as he peeked at Rachel and Quinn who both smiled at him. He displayed his signature lopsided smile as he said, "Yeah. It's all good."
"Very well, Finn. Now let's get moving, guys," Rachel called as Mike and Sam excitedly boarded the camper while Finn took the driver's seat as Puck sat across him. Rachel, Santana and Quinn were left outside still with the Latina's disbelief.
"Come on, Q!" Santana hopelessly sighed. "A camping? For my bridal shower? With a bunch of boys! Seriously! I seriously thought it was Vegas or something."
Quinn smiled as she teasingly put a hand on Santana's shoulder, "The person you're about to marry is quite adventurous, S. You might want to start accepting the idea that you'll have a lot of this in the future."
"I agree with Quinn. After we graduated from Julliard, Brit invited me to go skydiving and bungee jumping. Of course, I didn't come because it would be such a big threat to my life. But she went. She sky dived and bungee jumped... alone!"
Quinn laughed, "And if it helps to prepare you, Brit is planning your honeymoon in Australia. In the Desert Cave Hotel."
Santana looked at Rachel and Quinn in confusion.
"Which by the way is world's only underground hotel," Rachel said as she took Quinn's hand and dragged her gently inside the camper.
Santana was left with the ambiguous look on her face. A few more seconds, she threw her hands in the air hopelessly as she boarded the camper as well.
o-o-o-o-o
The group drove for the next hour and a half. Finn was the one driving, while Puck played his guitar and – like what everyone would expect from a group of kids from a glee club – they all jammed with different songs, mostly the ones they sang as a group in high school.
Santana was of course hesitant at first but when Puck began playing 'Valerie', of course, the softness in Santana came out as she sang with the group. Sam also jammed with the group as well as Mike, who only ruined the group's blending with his unique – as how Rachel would put it – voice. Quinn and Rachel sang with the group as well while they were sitting beside each other on one of the sofa beds. All the while, Rachel's arm was around Quinn's waist as the blonde rested her head on top Rachel's shoulder only moving if necessary.
All the while, they were acting like their old selves not knowing that Santana had been observing them. The Latina just smirked secretly every time she caught Rachel looking at Quinn with those loving eyes and instantly looked away whenever Quinn looks and smiles at her.
All the while, they were sharing a rather intimate moment – inside a damned RV – but they didn't complain or revoke, they didn't even notice it. It came out naturally and Santana could admit to herself that only times like this did she ever saw Quinn really happy. And she knew for a fact that Quinn was indeed happy without even trying.
She will never admit it out loud but for that, she was thankful for Rachel.
When they reached the confines of Conover in Miami County, which was almost an hour and a half from Lima, Santana was already mesmerized by the view that unfolded in front of her. Looking out the small window of the RV, she saw nothing but the beauty of nature. Huge fields, endless tree forests, country animals – it amazed her and it felt so peaceful.
Since she moved to LA and New York, she nearly forgot that forests exists somewhere in the world. Blame New York for being a concrete jungle. If not for the fake lawn on the school grounds of UCLA and NYU, Santana would have forgotten what a lawn looked like.
Rachel was also doing the same. She looked out the small window as her arm wrapped sleeping Quinn's waist. The blonde's head was resting on Rachel's shoulder and Rachel felt really good.
They were on a country trip, the view was stunning, Quinn was beside her and everything was perfect. If she could, she would freeze time and just stay right there where nothing felt wrong.
She wasn't the Rachel Berry at this moment. There were no paparazzi waiting for her to make a mistake. She could go out without make and Quinn would still think she was beautiful, just like last night.
"Are we there yet?" Quinn mumbled still not moving from leaning on to Rachel.
"Almost," Rachel said a little hesitantly. She didn't want the ride to end.
Quinn slowly lifted her head from Rachel's shoulder and smiled at the brunette the moment their eyes met. "Sorry," she said as she smiled. "Have I been sleeping?"
Rachel smiled as she stretched her arms upward and yawned a little, "Approximately 45 minutes."
Quinn's eyes grew wide, "I've been sleeping on your shoulder for 45 minutes?"
Rachel smilingly nodded, "Yes and don't worry about it. I kind of prepared for it. I knew you'd be sleeping."
Quinn smiled.
"How's the head?"
"Perfectly fine. I gotta give credit to my 45-minute pillow," Quinn said smilingly.
"Stop smiling already," Santana, who was sitting across them, said as she smirked.
Quinn ducked her head in slight embarrassment while Rachel just shrugged. Saved by the bell, the camper pulled over in front of Kiser Lake State Park. But not a few seconds more, just after Finn handed a piece of paper to the parking officer and they began to move inside the campsite.
Santana rolled her eyes when she saw nothing but a few picnic tables, a vast lake, grass, tress and more trees.
"We're here!" Finn excitedly declared as he pulled the RV over just beside a huge slumped oak tree.
Quinn shot Santana a look as she stood, smiled and said, "We're hiking in two hours."
"What?" Santana yelled as she furiously stood. "We're hiking?"
"Duh?" Rachel replied for Quinn. "Of course, we are! Do you think we'll just stay right here and talk all day?"
"Oh, God!" Santana threw her hands in the air as she moved towards the small room at the rear of the camper. "I'm gonna go change. I won'ts go in there with these boots on," she snapped.
But even before Santana disappeared, she turned to Quinn and took revenge, "Fabray, you're gonna pay for this someday. Make sure you don't make me the maid of honor if you marry the midget."
Quinn and Rachel froze as Santana smirked in victory.
o-o-o-o-o
Two hours later and the group began hiking.
Quinn led the way with Mike and Sam behind her. They were talking about some weird Hollywood movie and Rachel could do nothing even if she felt a little jealous every time Sam put his hand on the small of Quinn's back in effort to guide her.
Santana and Puck – who were enjoying whiskey in their silver flasks – trailed behind the leading trio while Rachel and Finn trailed behind all of them – letting the brunette see everything.
Rachel didn't fail to notice that even though Puck was having a good time talking to Santana about hitting on girls, the boy held Quinn's bottle of water in his hand and constantly offered it to the blonde whenever she stopped to rest. Rachel also didn't miss when Puck offered to carry Quinn's camping bag – an offer that he didn't let the blonde refuse.
She was hiking yet, Rachel's minds drifted to the first stop they had half an hour ago. She felt a rush of jealousy when she saw Quinn wiping sweat off Puck's forehead and the boy's sweet smile at the gesture.
I should be doing that to Quinn.
She also didn't fail to see when Sam playfully brought Quinn on a piggyback right after the blonde complained that her feet were hurting.
These guys! They're ruining it! This is supposedly my alone time with Quinn!
Her face might have shown everything bad she was feeling because Finn suddenly broke the silence.
"Are you okay, Rach?" Finn asked the question that Rachel probably heard a lot of times already from the guy.
She looked up to Finn and faked a smile, "Yeah. I'm just a little tired."
"I heard Brit's party went well."
"Yeah, Brit loved it," Rachel said with her eyes still focused on Quinn who was now laughing with Mike at Sam's portrayal of Lord Voldemort.
What is so fascinating about that? It's impersonation! It's not the best form of acting.
"How are you?" Finn asked as he adjusted the two bags he was carrying, the one was his and the other was Rachel's. Well, it was chivalrous but he only realized he needed to carry Rachel's bag when Puck took Quinn's.
"I'm fine," Rachel said as she unconsciously stomped her foot in disgust when she saw Quinn slap Sam's cheek playfully as the blonde guy – who was already clean cut – just laughed and proceeded with his timeless Sean Connery impersonation.
Who does he think he is? He's Justin Bieber and Quinn is Selena Gomez? Come on!
"I've been good, too," Finn said as Rachel looked at him realizing that she didn't have the proper manners to even ask the boy about him. "I met someone and she's a great girl," he shared.
Rachel smiled. She was happy for Finn. "That's very good to hear, Finn," she said sincerely, finally breaking out of the jealousy she'd been feeling since they started hiking.
"How about you? Have you met... someone?" Finn asked hesitantly. He wanted to ask if she met a new boy but since he knew about Quinn, he just settled for the safe term.
Rachel nearly laughed, "You can ask me anything, you know."
Finn just smiled, "Yeah. I just did."
Rachel nodded as she sighed, "Yeah, I met a lot of new people. But if you're really asking me if I'm dating anyone, no."
"How long have you been single?" Finn asked.
Rachel just laughed, "I lost track. I honestly don't know."
Finn laughed as well, "That says something. You don't really forget things."
"Yeah," Rachel nodded.
Silence.
Rachel knew that Finn's silence meant that the boy was dying to ask him something.
"Go on Finn, ask me."
Finn shook his head, "You know me too well."
"Of course, Finn. I made a list of the meanings of your facial expressions in high school, remember? I can still recall them, mind you."
Silence.
"Do you still -"
"Like her?" Rachel finished the question for Finn as she looked at Quinn. "Yeah. I'm in love with her, Finn," she clarified once and for all.
o-o-o-o-o
When lunch time came, Rachel's jealousy bank had been 90% full.
Throughout the entire walk, she could only remember watching Sam and Quinn get all flirty and clingy with each other. It didn't help that at one point during the hike, Puck approached Quinn and talked just amongst themselves silently. It stirred all of Rachel.
Every time Puck and Sam came close to Quinn – all she wanted to do was call Quinn and demand that the blonde should just stay right with her. But who was she to demand?
It was funny and at the same time pathetic that Rachel even had to act as if she fell and used the best of her acting skills to appear terribly hurt just to get Quinn's attention. She was somehow successful at getting the blonde's attention as Quinn turned to look at her and Rachel was sure she saw the look of worry in her eyes. But just when Quinn made a move to rescue her, damn Finn had to stop everyone and told them that he got her. Oh God! Finn wouldn't believe if Rachel told him how many times she cursed him in her mind for choosing to care now. Really, Finn? You choose to care now?
Finn's acting all-caring caused Quinn to step back and just watch Finn carry Rachel, who insisted she was fine, even though she just screamed she was in pain. Good! Nobody questioned her miraculous healing.
If Quinn had presented herself to take care of her, Rachel would have pretended to be injured all day.
None of her attempts to be alone with Quinn had worked so far. She tried talking to her about work – which was a desperate move on her part – but Santana practically yelled at the diva saying that she didn't want to hear any New York-related stuff. Santana even had to ban the word "Broadway" and "medicine" while on the hike.
Rachel even pretended to have seen a snake and screamed – only to give Puck more points because the guy just jumped to find the snake like he was willing to die for anyone in the group. She intended to act like she was scared of the snake so she could act all vulnerable around Quinn but damned Puck ruined it. Rachel was so jealous when she saw the impressed looked on Quinn's face with what Puck did.
Quinn was having a good time reuniting with Puck and Sam while Rachel was stuck with Finn who knew nothing but his life as a reserve quarterback.
Rachel just watched everyone prepare for lunch because she was far too disappointed with herself: one, for acting like a jealous girlfriend and two, for not making her plans work.
"Come on, Berry," Santana's voice came from out of nowhere. Rachel was far too disoriented to realize that Santana was standing beside her watching Quinn, Sam, Mike and Puck get busy with lunch. "Feeling weak on your knees already?" the Latina teased with a smirk.
"I don't think so, Santana. Despite my busy theater schedule, I can assure you that I am physically fit and not two hours of hiking can drain me off and-"
"Gaaaah!" Santana rolled her eyes. "Too much words!"
Rachel ducked her head feeling somewhat violated.
"I wasn't talking about the hike, Frodo," Santana said as she sighed. "I'm talking about that," she pointed at Quinn.
Rachel just looked at her waiting for her to continue.
"You think I don't know you've been trying to get Quinn's attention all this time?"
Rachel wanted to lie but this was Santana. To Rachel, she was like a living lie-detector machine.
A walking encyclopedia, a talking dictionary and a living lie-detector machine? Look at what kind of a friendship they could be. Wait, 'til we get Brittany some kind of a label.
"You have all day today to get Barbie's attention but if you're all chicken shit like you are right now, you're never gonna get her to even look at you."
"Puck and Sam's all over her, Santana. How am I supposed to compete with them?"
"Who said it's a competition?" Santana almost laughed. "Believe me, after all you've put her into, there's no competition."
Just like most times that she talked to the Latina, she felt guilty.
"And that includes even all the good shit."
Rachel slowly looked at Santana trying to process what she heard but the Latina refused to look at her. Is Santana saying that Puck and Sam and others weren't competition because Rachel was different from them – in a good way?
"Berry, I'm starting to like this thing that Quinn put together so please, just for the sake of this whole... forest, stop the drama," Santana said rolling her eyes.
For a full minute of complete silence, Santana and Rachel just stared at Quinn and for some reason, they smiled at the same time.
"She's so graceful," Rachel said still looking at Quinn who was already dancing playfully around with Mike.
Santana nodded in agreement, "Took me years to bring that back."
"Thank you, Santana," Rachel said not even sure why she was thanking the Latina now. But she felt thankful for Santana because she was there when Quinn needed someone.
The Latina just shook her head and started to walk back towards the group, "Whatever, Berry. I know you're going to try harder now but I'm gonna warn you."
Santana turned to Rachel tentatively, "After you get past Sam and Puck, you'd still have to get through me." The Latina resumed her walking but ended, "I can flirt with Quinn, you know."
Rachel smiled to herself.
Santana was challenging her.
But this time, Rachel knew there was something about the challenge more than anger or hate. Santana was pushing her to try harder.
And that was she was going to do.
With a smile and a refreshed glimmer of hope, Rachel walked towards the rest of group.
"You're just in time, Rach," Quinn greeted her with a smile. "You hungry?"
For a moment, the images of flirty Quinn flashed in the Rachel's mind but she had to shrug it off. "Yeah, a lot. Did Puck prepare something vegan? For me?"
Quinn shook her head and sadly said, "No."
Rachel's heartbeat raced. Oh, no. She's never had meat since she was 13.
There's no way I'm gonna eat those grilled burgers no matter how delicious they look. Does Puck hate me so much that he forgot about how-
"Puck didn't but I did," Quinn said interrupting Rachel's thoughts. This caused Rachel to smile. Quinn smiled back, "You seriously think I'd let Puck handle your very sensitive taste, Ms. Berry?"
Of course. Quinn's gonna do it for her. Quinn's always thought of her. Always.
"I didn't doubt that for a second," Rachel replied.
"Good," Quinn replied as she sat on the cloth that Mike and Puck set up for them. Quinn tore her gaze from Rachel's and started taking out food from her own backpack, "When it comes to you, I nearly don't trust anyone but myself."
Rachel had to process it. Again, Quinn was saying something like she used to say to her when they were still together. She didn't know what it meant but she decided to just sit beside Quinn and eat the food she knew Quinn spent time and effort for. "Thank you, Quinn," she said as she smiled.
Quinn smiled back, "No need to thank me all the time, Rach."
Rachel sat beside Quinn all lunch long and exchanged looks with Santana every time Quinn did something really nice for her like simple things such as filling her glass for her or asking her if she wanted to eat some more. Rachel missed this about Quinn. The blonde had a special way of making Rachel feel special. Most of the time, it's on the simplest of ways.
Probably, this is one of the main reasons why she fell in love with Quinn. Unlike Finn or Jesse, Quinn wasn't all that good with words but her actions spoke of everything her mouth won't even utter. Quinn sure knew what to say when she needed to say it but if there was something different about Quinn Fabray, she isn't a person of many words… she's a person of a thousand deeds.
o-o-o-o-o
The hike resumed and as usual, Rachel was still stuck with Finn. But unlike earlier, Rachel felt better. She actually started to listen to Finn's college stories that centered on football and football and some more football.
Rachel could not believe but Finn actually had a dream. He wanted to start for OSU's team but couldn't get the chance. The diva felt sorry for him but Finn reassured him that he's perfectly happy just because he has someone who supported him all the way.
And in a snap, the sorry that Rachel felt for Finn suddenly stared back at her. Sure, she got out of Ohio and made something of herself but unlike Finn, she doesn't have someone she can share it with.
"I'm happy for you, Finn," Rachel said sincerely with her head bowed.
"Yeah. I hope you'll be happy, too," Finn said putting his hand on Rachel's shoulder. The diva looked up to him and he continued, "You know..." he motioned his head towards Quinn's direction and said, "with her."
Rachel smiled and nodded.
She then turned to look at Quinn's direction and caught Quinn looking at them. When their eyes met for a fraction of second, Rachel was sure she had seen that look in Quinn's eyes before. She just wasn't sure when. Before she can even smile at Quinn, the blonde looked away and turned her focus back at Mike. Whatever the look meant, Rachel sure it wasn't very positive.
Rachel just smiled to herself. Quinn was looking at her. It may be a simple glance but to Rachel, it meant a lot.
Suddenly, Rachel's phone buzzed. She wondered how her phone picked coverage to even receive a message. They were in the woods for goodness' sake! When she checked her phone, indeed, it wasn't a text message but an alarm alert.
I think you should check Quinn's pocket or bag right now.
Rachel scrolled down in confusion.
I believe she had stolen your heart. *winks –B
Rachel almost laughed at Brittany's cleverness. She looked up and once again caught Quinn looking at her. When the blonde looked away, Rachel smiled to herself. Even though she wondered how Brittany was able to set that alarm alert for her, Brittany was right.
Quinn had stolen her heart.
o-o-o-o-o
Finally! Finally!
They reached their destination and both Santana and Rachel couldn't be any happier.
They were already at the top of the trail after almost five hours of hiking. Santana screamed and threw herself with back flat on the ground, "At laaaaaast! Fuck you, Fabray!"
Mike and Sam were already jumping up and down as they overlooked the vast lake from the cliff they had successfully reached. Finn and Puck ran towards them and stretched their arms relieved that the hike was over.
Quinn was silently staring out at the wide beautiful view from the cliff and Rachel took this as her cue to finally approach Quinn. She slowly walked towards Quinn despite her desperation and when she stood beside the blonde, she looked at her face.
The former head Cheerio's eyes were sparkling. She was smiling and Rachel knew Quinn was taking in the breathtaking view in front of her. Rachel always knew that Quinn had a thing for beautiful sceneries. The fresh breeze brushed against Quinn's face and hit some of the stray blonde strands that managed to escape Quinn's ponytail. Rachel didn't care if she looked like a smitten puppy at the moment but Quinn looked so peaceful and calm, she didn't even want to speak to disturb it. She just looked at her and took in the view as well.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" Quinn asked still gazing at the mesmerizing view of the lake. She thought Rachel was looking at the view as well.
"It is," Rachel replied still looking at Quinn. She was totally not talking about the view of the lake.
"I could stare at it forever," Quinn said smilingly.
Still looking at Quinn and seeing Quinn's smile, Rachel nodded, "Me, too."
When Rachel felt Quinn look at her, she instantly looked out the lake like she was praising its beauty too. She stopped herself from laughing at her own love-struck moment and just settled for enjoying the view as well.
It never really hit her how much nature can help you think but the moment she looked out the lake, she felt warm and contented. And she began thinking again.
Phoebe and Quinn sure have a lot of similarities. Despite Phoebe's physical similarities with Rachel, the diva knew Phoebe was quite her opposite in thousands of ways. This is the reason why Rachel was so jealous of Phoebe. Phoebe was a safe bet. Phoebe was someone you'd always turn to because she'd always be there. In contrast to Phoebe, Rachel was more of a risk because she always wanted more.
Sam, on the other hand, aside from being too charming – was the perfect guy. Good looking, understanding and boyfriend material. She was probably the first person in Quinn's life that didn't love her for her popularity. She gave her a damn promise ring! And Rachel was sure that if Quinn didn't cheat on Sam, they could have lasted longer. Unlike, Sam, Rachel has the tendency to go experimenting on relationships. Yes, she only loves one person at a time and she wasn't a cheater but her constant need of growing could always lead her astray.
Finn, like Sam, was also perfect for Quinn. Only, Quinn didn't deserve someone who only wanted to be with her because she was beautiful and popular. But Finn cared about Quinn and though he abruptly failed so many times, he never intended to hurt Quinn. Finn cared for Quinn so much that he almost believed he loved her. Rachel, like Finn, also cared so much about Quinn. But as much as Rachel was different from Phoebe and Sam, she was similar to Finn in a way even Rachel hated – sometimes, she has the tendency to care more about herself than she cared about Quinn.
But Rachel knew that this was bound to change.
Rachel felt a notch in her stomach as she compared herself to the people she considered competition. But she was a lot jealous earlier and something gave her the idea that it might not be the last. So, she stood there beside Quinn and contemplated some more.
Puck, out of all the people mentioned above, was the one Rachel feared the most. For one, he cares genuinely about Quinn but most of all, there was something about Quinn and Puck that even time could not erase – Beth. They may not have kept the little girl but a special bond would always be in between them, not to mention Puck was Quinn's first. The bond that Puck and Quinn shared is so solid that Rachel almost felt her heart cringe every time they looked at each other. Puck, unlike Rachel, didn't have the biggest of dreams. He was contented as long as he had alcohol and sex. But time has changed him, yes, he still liked alcohol and sex but Rachel knew – because of his history with Lauren – that Puck could be just a man if he wanted to. Rachel smiled to herself realizing that Quinn is probably the only person able to bring that side out of Puck. And Rachel, unlike Puck, could never put anything first before her dreams.
Again, Rachel knew that it was bound to change. All of it.
Rachel took a deep breath and as the smell of fresh air hit Rachel's system, she opened her eyes and smiled.
Unlike Phoebe, Sam, Finn and Puck, Rachel had put Quinn into so much hurt.
Unlike Phoebe, Sam, Finn and Puck, Rachel had made Quinn cry and broke her heart so many times.
But Rachel knew four things; and out of the thousands of reasons the world could tell her, she chose to believe in these.
Unlike Phoebe, Sam, Finn and Puck, Rachel doesn't have plans of giving up on her. Unlike the four other people, Rachel was able to bring out a side of Quinn that she wouldn't show to anyone else.
Unlike the rest of the world, Rachel won't turn her back on Quinn… again.
And unlike the rest of the world, Rachel loves Quinn because of and in spite of.
Rachel again felt calm and collected.
Instead of counting reasons why she can't be with Quinn, Rachel started giving herself reasons why she actually can.
I kind of love that scene from R and Q when Quinn was talking about the view. LOL. I love that scene. Anyway, was this chapter short? I had to cut it to avoid major cliffy's in the future. LOL. Hoping for your love and reviews! Yay!
For the next chapter: Rachel's trust is highly tested. And! Santana's awesomeness.