A/N: Hey guuuuysss, guesss whaaat? i found a beta! isnt that's amazing? thanks all of you for your encouraging words, they meant so much! I am definitely continuing with updates now that I have the amazing lauren (GleekOut91) y'all should check out her stories if you haven't already. as for shadowofcub, im sorry you feel that way, rachel knows she made a mistake when she left her family, i have mentioned multiple times of how sorry she is and she is trying to make up her mistakes. in no way is she making herself out to be the victim. she never knew jesse was going to be how he turned out, as last chapter showed. he was a nice guy and chased after her none stop despite her resistance.
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Our Love Was Always Forever.
Chapter 32 - He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not?
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Thanksgiving came and went so did Halloween, it was now mid-December, Christmas quickly approaching and things within the Fabray household were going great! Well according to Quinn they were but the two brunette women he lived with would tell you differently. At some point the two had completely grown to take a dislike of each other only getting along for Quinn's sake.
Jen knew Rachel still had feelings for Quinn but she couldn't call her out on it due to the older brunette not having admitted it to her yet, but she knew it was true, which was why Jen took joy in making Rachel as jealous as she possibly could in the hopes of having the other brunette combust and spill her guts to her. However Rachel wasn't even budging, despite the steam Jen could literally see coming out her ears whenever she would 'innocently' run her fingers against Quinn's hair or kiss him longer than necessary in front of her. Seriously how did Quinn not see this?
Needless to say, Rachel wasn't a big fan of Jen, neither was Jen of Rachel.
"Morning!" Quinn greeted as he walked inside the kitchen that morning already dressed for work.
"Hey" Rachel replied with a smile. The brunette was busy scribbling away on a notepad while she waited for whoever she was meant to teach that morning.
She usually had morning and afternoon lessons and her morning one's were usually after her daughter had gone off to school, in which she herself took the liberty of dropping her off and picking her up. She loved the feeling of having Isabella run toward her at the end of the day and bringing her home, cooking dinner for her while she listened as the small girl told her about her day excitedly and each time Rachel's face lit up with a smile because she realised, she was finally getting the opportunity to experience such joy with her baby girl. It was all thanks to Quentin.
"Where's Jen?" Rachel questioned seeing the blonde alone. Usually he would have the girl clinging to his side, because Jen would know Isabella was already in school and that's what Rachel really admired the girl for. At least she didn't flaunt herself around Quinn in front of their daughter, only in front of Rachel.
"Oh she had to leave early to go see her parents, she probably left after you and Bella left the house." Quinn answered going straight toward the coffee machine and making himself a cup before taking a sip.
"Hmm, I almost forget how good your coffee is," he moans as he took another sip.
Rachel looked towards him and smiled at the look on his face "No one makes a better coffee than I do" she bragged with a wink before going back to her scribbling.
"Oh shit!" Rachel looked up at hearing Quinn swear before chuckling at seeing the red stain on his tie.
"What have I told you about feeding your tie," she teased with a raised brow in a mock authority.
"Haha, funny," the blonde replied as he rubbed at the jam stain only making it worse. "Oh come on!"
"Okay stop, stop." The brunette pulled on his hand that was rubbing furiously on the stain with wet tissue. "Here," she reached over and untangled the attire pulling it off of his neck. "It's funny how you still can't tie your tie after all these years."
"Yes I can, I did this myself."
"And yet it's still loopy and hopeless."
"Oh ha ha" he mock laughed and Rachel bust out giggling, Quinn's heart instantly melted at the sound. He remembered back in high school when Rachel used to hate her laugh so he would make it his mission to make her laugh as much as possible because he thought it was the most beautiful sound ever, even more so than her singing voice, so hearing it again made him so happy that he couldn't help but laugh along.
After they finally calmed down from their high they both realised just how close they were standing, with Quinn leaning against the counter one hand pressed against the cool surface with Rachel leaning against him. Despite the height difference, when Quinn gazed down at her, he noticed their lips were just centimetres from connecting.
And that's exactly what he did just as the word "Quinn" left Rachel's lips in a breathless moan when she found his lips against hers. Reacting instantly the brunette wasted no time in kissing back with everything she had.
The pair moaned at the feeling that was so familiar to them and that they had missed after all these years of being apart. Quinn's arms wrapped around Rachel's petit waist and picked her up placing her against the counter he once was leaning against as the brunette's legs wrapped around his torso in the hopes of pulling him closer to her.
"Oh god," the brunette moaned as Quinn trailed light feather kisses along her neck, covering her smooth skin with his lips before crawling back up to press against her lips again. He bit down on her bottom lip before his tongue found its way down her throat and Rachel was a mess, her centre throbbed with need that she found herself humping the front of Quinn's pants which had a massive bulge forming against them and the brunette groaned in both frustration and pleasure because she could literally feel him poking her but yet it wasn't enough, she needed more.
"Wait, wait. Quinn- oh god" she breathed heavily, willing herself to pull away from him. "Quentin stop, we have to stop." As much she didn't want to, she knew she had to.
"Why?" Quinn asked with short breaths, his hazel eyes turning different shades of lust.
"Because-" she paused to calm herself as well as her hormones. "Jen," as much as she disliked the girl and wanted Quinn back this wasn't the way to do it, she couldn't do this to her. There was nothing Rachel hated more than cheating and she would not help Quinn do that, she knew how it felt and it was not a good feeling.
"I love you Rach, okay. I'm in love with you, I never stopped loving you. I know this shouldn't have happened but I'm not sorry it happened either. I like Jen but I'm in love with you Rachel Berry." He stated his face close to Rachel's as he drank in her beauty.
"I'm in love with you," he whispered before softly kissing Rachel.
"I'm in love with you too" the brunette breathed out between locked lips.
"Who are you in love with mama?"
The brunette's brow scrunched up at the voice, she quickly pulled away from Quinn who seemed unaffected by the sound as he was still wearing a dopey smile on his face.
"You're talking in your sleep mama," and the brunette heard it louder and clearer this time. The giggle that followed however was what made her brown eyes focus to realise her daughter was standing in front of her face. "Morning!" She exclaimed with a bright smile and Rachel looked on confused.
'Was I- was that- oh my god I was dreaming!'
"Mama you're not listening," her daughter said with a pout and with that Rachel's attention was on her.
"No baby, I- I'm sorry princess. I'm just miles away. What did you ask?"
"I asked who you were in love with?" At the confused look on her mother's face Isabella elaborated on her previous question. "You were talking in your sleep, you said and I quote 'I'm in love with you too' unquote." Rachel couldn't help but to let out a small laugh at the girls' impersonation of her. "So who?" she questioned rather impatiently.
"Well I-"
"Was it daddy?" she quickly interrupted and Rachel choked in surprise.
"What- no, Isabella- shouldn't you be at school young lady," She diverted the question in the hopes of not having to answer it.
"You're taking me mommy, remember?" She rolled her eyes good naturedly.
"Alright little lady, don't roll your eyes at me."
"Sorry mama," she quickly apologised, fluttering her eyelashes at Rachel before kissing her cheek and hugging her tightly.
"Alright, I won't tell your dad."
"Yay, I love you!" She called out as she ran out of Rachel's room and the brunette shook her head, she really should start getting a little tougher on her but she just couldn't, her baby was just too cute. Quinn was the strict one, she really didn't know how he resisted her pout when she misbehaved but she had to try, her daughter was hanging around Santana way too much!
"Mama hurry!" At the sound of Isabella's voice calling Rachel decided to get out of bed to get ready.
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That afternoon Rachel was alone at the house, well she wasn't alone five minutes ago because she'd had one of her students with her but the lesson had since finished and the girl's mom had come to pick her up and now Rachel was left alone with nothing to do until the time came to go pick up Bella. She contemplated going to visit either Tina or Mercedes because Kurt was out of town. She would've gone to see Brittany but she didn't feel like arguing with her Latina wife whom had been working from home for the past week or so.
'Maybe I could go see Finn.' With that thought settled, the brunette got ready and left the house to go see her old friend.
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"I'll be right with you." A voice called from under a car. As a mechanic he had a sixth sense for knowing when someone had entered his workplace, and right now it was telling him exactly that.
"Oh take your time, I'm not in any rush." At hearing that familiar voice, the mechanic instantly crawled out from under the car, looking up at the figure standing over him and he smiled widely.
"Rach?" Finn said standing up from the board he was laying on and hugging the brunette before she could even respond. "Oops sorry," he blushed when he realised he was covered in oil stains.
"It's okay Finn," the brunette laughed in assurance.
"What are you doing here? Not that it's not great seeing you but, like, you're here...where I work and that." He blushed and chuckled embarrassedly.
"Well I had time on my hands and thought I would pay an old friend a visit," the brunette responded looking around the garage. "I see you're doing an amazing job around here.
The tall guy shrugged with a shy dopey smile on his face. "It's alright. I mean you know I always wanted to work alongside my step-dad so I'm just living up to the standard," he replied.
"It's good to see you so happy Finn, I'm proud of you," Rachel beamed as she hugged him.
"Thanks Rach...anyway, tell me what happened with you? Like with Broadway and all that?"
"That's a long story," Rachel replied with a sad voice.
"Well I see no customers around so why don't I put a pot of coffee on and we'll talk!"
"Well I don't have to pick up Isabella for 3 hours so why not."
"Great! It's settled then."
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"Come in." Quinn called out to the person that was knocking on his office door, looking up once the door opened to find his brunette secretary/ girlfriend.
"Hi," he greeted with a smile etched on his face. "I was wondering when I was going to see your beautiful face." He grinned as he watched the brunette walk around his deck until she was standing in front of him and pulled her onto his lap before kissing her lips.
"I thought you wouldn't notice," she part joked. She really had been feeling invisible to Quinn around Rachel unless she forcibly grabbed his attention or they were locked in their bedroom together, otherwise Quinn's whole attention was mostly on either Isabella, which was normal, or Rachel, and that was what annoyed Jen, the older brunette.
The blonde scrunched up his brows. "Why would you say that?"
"Nothing. No reason." She quickly planted a kiss upon his lips in the hopes of distracting him. "So, I got news." Her smile brightened as her arms wrapped themselves around Quinn's neck.
"Hmm, good or bad?" He teased.
"Well it depends on how you view it really," she trailed off and Quinn's brow raised up. "My parents want to meet you...properly," she added after seeing the look on Quinn's face.
"Meet the parents? I haven't done that since I'm high school," he whined.
"With Rachel's parents?" Jen questioned her voice betraying the bitterness she tried so hard to hide.
"Yeah, and believe me it was not a walk in the park. One of them threatened to shoot me with his shotgun and-,"
"And we're back to taking a walk down the Faberry memory lane." The brunette rolled her eyes getting off of Quinn and putting distance between them.
"What?" Quinn questioned confusedly.
"That's what your friend's call you guys right? Faberry? And each time I would say something it's always follows with something you two have done together. Like seriously Quentin!"
"I'm confused here Jen, what exactly did I do or say that was so wrong?".
"Nothing! Exactly nothing!" And with that said the brunette stormed out of the room.
"Jen!" Despite Quinn's pleas, the door still slammed shut leaving him confused as to what exactly he had said wrong.
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"Uhm, you compared your relationship with her to the one you had with the little midget, that's what you did wrong," Santana said with her trademark roll of the eyes.
"I did no do such a thing!"
"Uh yeah you kind of did. I swear even Puck would tell you so" Santana replied as she shook her head before going back to scribbling her notes.
"Ugh I swear I don't even know what to say around her." Quinn, in a show of frustration flopped down on the couch in Santana's home office. "She's been so sensitive lately to everything I say!"
"You try living in the same house as your boyfriend and his ex whom may I add was the love of his life or dare I say, is the love of his life."
"Rachel and I are just friends Santana."
The Latina scoffed as she put down her pen and folded her arms over her desk and stared at Quinn.
"I watched the Faberry train long enough to know, you're not fooling me. I'm just waiting for the moment your fake Ken ass will come to me because you've realised it."
"Realised what?"
"Knock-knock." The conversation was interrupted by Brittany coming in, Ethan in her arms. "Hey Q," she waved with a wide smile.
"Hey Britt. There he is, my fave nephew," Quinn said as he took the small boy into his arms who was happily chewing on his fingers away from his mother before tickling him in the process causing the boy to realise a glee filled laugh. "Wow, he's gotten so big and handsome!"
"He's my son, what do you expect?" Santana said with a cocky grin as she reached out for her child.
"That reminds me, you have to stay with him, I have to run to the studio real quick. Mike said there's something wrong or something," Brittany said, her attention focused solely on her wife.
"But I'm working?" Santana protested but with one look from Brittany she instantly shut up.
"I won't be long baby," The blonde said to her child, kissing his cheek then placing a kiss on Santana's lips before leaving with a wave goodbye.
"How do you feel about babysitting?" Santana asked cheekily holding Ethan toward Quinn.
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Later on in the day Rachel had gone to pick Isabella up from school along with one of her little classmate because the girl's mom was running late and there was no one else to pick her up. After bringing the girls home they changed and the older brunette decided to bake with them.
They were now currently in the kitchen, baking different sorts of cakes and Rachel was glad to see her daughter so happy.
"Look mama, Stacey and I are making chocolate chip cookies," Isabella said with a smile on her lips.
"That looks good, here add this. Perfect."
"What are you making Miss Rachel," Stacey, Isabella's friend asked.
"Strawberry shortcake, Isabella's daddy's favourite," she winked at the girl making her smile.
The cookies were done and put away inside the oven, and Rachel was just putting her one onto the pan to insert inside the oven when Quinn walked in.
"What's this? Is it my birthday?" he teased seeing the cake mix and pans around the kitchen.
"Daddy!" Bella cheered running towards her dad who picked her up into his arms.
"There's my little angel! I missed you!" He planted a kiss against her cheek. "Hi Stacey," the blonde smiled towards the other girl.
"Hello sir."
"Now Stace, what did I tell you about calling me sir?" Quinn knows the little girl's parents were harder on her about her manners and being proper. Sure Isabella had her manners but The Waltons were just pushing it. The girl was six for crying out loud! But she acted way older than she was which was why he usually made sure she dropped that routine while she was at his house. To be honest Quinn had never seen her laugh as much as she did while she was away from her parents.
"My apologies Mr Fabray."
"Thank you." He then turned toward the only woman in the room. "Hello beautiful," he teased kissing Rachel's cheek.
The brunette blushed a shade of red at the action. "How was work?" Rachel asked him.
Quinn sighed, finally letting Isabella down and sitting down on one of the kitchen chairs.
Rachel walked around to where he was sitting and stroked his hair.
"Aww you poor big baby," she teased squeezing his cheeks.
"Ow, ow, ow," he playfully cried trying to pry Rachel's hands away leading to play fighting between the two.
Both Isabella and Stacey bust out laughing.
"Your mom and dad are funny," laughed the little red headed girl just as Quinn too chase after Rachel who was running out of the kitchen laughing hysterically.
"My parents are also married but they're not like that," she sighed sadly as Rachel squeals next door.
"My parents aren't married. My daddy has a girlfriend."
"Why?"
"I don't know. Jen is nice."
"But wouldn't it be fun if they were married?"
Isabella looked toward the open entrance where her parents had taken off running and thought hard. "Maybe, but they should be in love."
"Maybe they are. My mom and dad were in love that's why they got married. Maybe yours should too because I think they're in love." Stacey grinned widely as Isabella's only response was a thoughtful look.
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Later on at night Rachel found herself wandering around because she couldn't sleep. As she strolled about she found herself in front of the closed door of the room known as Quinn's study, she softly knocked because she saw the light shining from underneath the door.
"Come in." At that response she turned the knob and walked in.
"Hey" Quinn greeted once he saw who it was, placing down his pencil and beckoning her to come closer.
"Hey," she shut the door behind her walking fully inside and taking a seat on the couch next to Quinn. "Wow, that's beautiful." She said glancing down at the artwork in front of her.
"Think so?" Quinn questioned as his gaze focused in on his drawing.
"Yeah, is that for a customer or for pleasure?" Rachel asked.
"Customer and he's being a dick!" Quinn groaned as Rachel laughed. Quentin smiled at the sound picking up the drawing in his hand for closer observation. "I swear this is the third layout I've drawn. He hated the first two so if he doesn't like it I'm in trouble." He threw the pad back on the table before sitting back with one leg crossed over his knee, his body twisted toward Rachel as one of his arms rest against the back of the couch.
"Well he will be stupid not to love it," the brunette said as she picked up the drawing herself and looked at it.
While she was busy taking in every inch of the drawing the blond was busy staring at every inch of her face.
"You're staring Lucas." Rachel chuckled before looking sideway at Quinn who grinned cheekily at her. "What?" she asked, her attention now fully on him.
"I-" then he paused before shaking his head, "nothing."
Rachel wanted to push further because she knew he had something he wanted to say but since he didn't want to say it she didn't want to push further. So she settled with...
"Where's Jen? I haven't seen her all day."
Quinn sighed at the mention of his girlfriend. "She's sort of mad at me, so she's staying with her parents until...well until she stops being mad at me." He chuckled sadly.
"Oh I'm sorry. Is everything okay?"
"Well, she wants me to meet her parents."
"But?"
"I don't know Rach. I mean the only parents I've had to meet was yours and that was pretty scary. Then there's the fact that I-"
"You what?" She prompted as he paused on his sentence.
"I like her, really like her but I-"
"You're not in love with her," the brunette finished for him and Quinn nodded.
"Am I a horrible person?"
"No! No. You can't help how you feel" she comforted placing her hand against his knee. 'Just like I can't help how I feel' she thought to herself.
"Yeah but somehow I do. I mean I know she wants us to move onto the next step but I don't think I'm ready for that. And that makes me selfish."
Rachel tried hard not to cringe at the thought of them taking a step to the next level but she knew it would happen whether she liked it or not. Because Quinn never said he didn't like Jen, just that he wasn't in love with her and that's more than what he feels for Rachel now so technically the younger brunette still wins.
"Then talk to her," she advised.
"And you think that's going to help? I mean lately she's been overreacting about every little thing. It's tiring."
Rachel laughed at the way Quinn rolled his eyes. "Trust me, if you just tell her how you feel. She will understand."
He sighed taking in everything.
"Thanks Rach, you're amazing." He reached over and hugged her.
Rachel melted into the embrace, feeling her heart speed up at the contact. Just when she was enjoying it Quinn pulled away, his eyes stared into hers and Rachel got lost in it, her heart started beating so loud she was afraid Quentin would hear it. She was also afraid she might end up doing something she would most likely regret.
Just as she was thinking about it, there was a knock at the door and Rachel was half thankful and half disappointed as Quinn withdrew his stare and called toward the person behind the closed door to come in. As the door opened their little girl came into view sleepily rubbing at her eyes.
"Princess, why are you out of bed?" Both parents reacted at the same time reaching for their daughter.
"I can't sleep," she mumbled as Quinn picked her up into his arms while Rachel ran a comforting hand against her back as the trio walked back to the couch and sat down.
"Why can't you sleep baby," Rachel asked. She was sat on Quinn's right while Isabella rested against Quinn's left side.
"I don't know mama. Can you sing for me?" she mumbled sleepily as she snuggled closer to her dad's chest.
The two ex-lovers gazed at each other with smiles on their faces as Rachel opened her mouth and started singing the same lullaby she sand to her when she first had her, the same one that had been sung to Quinn as a baby taught to her by one Judy Fabray. At hearing the familiar sound Quinn smiled kissing his baby girl's forehead before kissing Rachel's and pulling her closer to him so her head rests against his shoulder as both sang their daughter to sleep.
Tbc...
How happy were you guys that Jen was in it less? Lol.
Question:
1. What did you like and what didn't you like?
2. Have you got anything you would like to see? I know the story has been planned already but I'm always up for suggestion.
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