A/N: We've made it to Day 10! We're 1/3 of the way through, how crazy is that? Here's five times that Quinn was possessive.

Day 10: Jealousy/Possessiveness

i.

Quinn Fabray has a problem.

She has always been a bit, say, possessive over her things. It's just in her nature. Even as a kid, Quinn, then Lucy, used to throw tantrums when her older sister would borrow her toys, even just for a few seconds. This isn't anything new. What's new is how this unwavering aspect of her personality manifests itself in her life as she grows older. And how it involves one Rachel Berry.

Quinn can't stand her at most times, but she's particularly bothered by her when Finn, all of a sudden, seems to take an interest in her and her stupid little club. She needs Finn. She needs him to make her parents happy, to keep her image and popularity up in school, to keep herself from having to deal with all of the conflicting thoughts running through her head that always end up revolving around one Rachel Berry.

Because if she opens that can of worms, she's never gonna be able to go back. Instead, she pushes those feelings down, ignores them. She distracts herself. She dates Finn. She joins the Celibacy Club. She focuses on cheer and her school work. And she tries everything, everything she can to keep Finn away from Rachel and Glee Club.

She even offers to let him touch her breasts. Over the bra, of course. She's desperate, but she's not that desperate.

When that doesn't work, she tells him that everyone thinks he's gay, which in turn makes everyone think Quinn, herself, is gay, too. Which cannot happen. It can't. Not her with parents, not with her life, not with her situation. Under no circumstances can Quinn have people thinking that she is gay. Finn just shakes his head at her and walks away, and Quinn's worries only grow. She has no clue how to get through to him.

When she notices that Rachel was listening to her conversation with Finn, Quinn can't stop herself from calling her out on it.

"Eavesdrop, much?" She says snarkily, walking forward to stand directly in front of Rachel.

Rachel closes her locker and meets her eyes, only looking slightly guilty, which makes Quinn even angrier.

"Time for some girl talk, man hands." Quinn spits out, "You can dance with him, you can sing with him, but you will never have him."

She can't get through to Finn, but maybe she can get through to Rachel. Quinn needs them both to understand that Finn will never be with Rachel. Never. Not if Quinn has anything to say about it.

"I understand why you'd be threatened," Rachel replies, "Finn and I have made a connection, but I'm an honorable person." At this, Quinn scoffs, but Rachel continues, "I don't need to steal your man. I have plenty of suitors of my own."

Quinn knows that is a lie, but she chooses to ignore it. She watches Rachel walk away, too satisfied with herself, and immediately get two slushies thrown in her face. Quinn laughs to herself.

Maybe this will keep Rachel away from Finn. Maybe. Or maybe Quinn will need to take matters into her own hands.

ii.

A month later, Quinn has joined the Glee Club and is working her ass off to keep Finn and keep her pregnancy a secret at the same time. She feels him slipping away, which worries her because she still needs him. Her parents are eventually going to find out, and Quinn needs him to be there since she knows Puck sure as hell won't be.

And then there's Rachel. Rachel Berry, the girl (still) constantly making moon-eyes at her boyfriend, the girl always singing duets with her boyfriend, the girl Quinn can't seem to stop thinking about for even two seconds. She wants to blame it on the pregnancy hormones, so she does, but she knows in the back of her mind that there's something deeper going on with herself than that.

But, like all bad things in her life, Quinn ignores those feelings. She fuels them into her anger, of which she has plenty these days.

After Rachel and Finn sing No Air, Quinn has had enough. She finds Rachel in the hall the next day and confronts her.

"I don't want to have a confrontation." Rachel says, and Quinn's rage increases.

How can she have the gall to say she doesn't want a confrontation when she walks around everyday, obviously pining over Quinn's boyfriend? Or when she throws herself at him? Or when she makes moon eyes at him during songs, or when she—

Quinn's getting sidetracked. Long story short, she watches Rachel enough to know that they are long overdue for a confrontation.

"I'm having Finn's baby," Quinn declares, eyes shooting lasers into Rachel's, "And you need to back off. I'm asking you as nicely as I can. Leave him alone."

Rachel's face goes neutral as she admits, "You're right. I-I've helped you, not because it's the right thing to do, but because I had romantic ulterior motives," This makes Quinn's heart skip a beat, but she ignores it. "But just so we're clear, you're the one who's cheating."

Rachel storms away. Quinn follows her, confused. Cheating? Did she know about Puck? "Excuse me?"

They're walking down the hall, and Rachel accuses her of being a mole for Coach Sylvester. While it is true, Quinn denies it. Because, honestly, it's not the real reason she joined the Glee Club. An added bonus, sure, but she joined the club to keep an eye on Rachel. And Finn.

Both of them, of course. Not just Rachel.

"Can you imagine what she's gonna do once she finds out about your situation?" Rachel says, unknowingly hitting on one of Quinn's worst fears. "She'll probably try to rip off your uniform with her bare hands."

At this statement, Quinn's mind falls into the gutter for a brief moment, imagining her uniform being ripped off by small, soft, decidedly non-man-like hands, and—

Focus, Quinn!

She's arguing with Rachel Berry. About her boyfriend. In the middle of the hall. Why is her mind going to these places?

She tunes back into Rachel's rambling just to hear her say, "Oh, and I'd practice a little more because you obviously have a lot you need to express."

Quinn scoffs. "Oh, you have no idea."

She doesn't even know the half of it.

iii.

This time, it's years later. Three, to be exact. Long gone are her days of fighting over boys with Rachel (and thinking about boys in general).

High school was hell for Quinn. Hell on Earth, most of the time. But she survived, somehow, and she made it out, relatively unscathed. And, now, she's happily away at college, at Yale, of all places, and she's truly never been more comfortable with herself and with her life.

For the first time in a long time, Quinn can say that she's happy. Or, at least the closest thing to happy that she's been in a while. And, unsurprisingly, a lot of said happiness has to do with one Rachel Berry.

She's a constant in Quinn's life, it seems. This past summer, they grew close after the (rather bold) declaration that Quinn wanted to make sure that they kept in touch. They spent a lot of time together, learning about each other and becoming much closer than Quinn had anticipated, and she's sure Rachel feels the same way. But she wouldn't trade it for the world.

Quickly, Rachel became her best friend. When they parted ways in August to go to college, it was with the clear intent that they would make good use of the Metro North passes that Quinn spent no less than a fortune on.

So, here Quinn is, just over a month into the school year, visiting Rachel in New York for the first time. Rachel had come to New Haven just two weeks ago, and Quinn had a blast showing her around campus and introducing her to her roommate and the (few) friends she had made in some of her classes. Now, Quinn is with Rachel, in New York, and she's going to meet Rachel's roommate, Kelsey.

Kelsey, Quinn quickly observes, is a short girl with dirty blonde hair and an immense passion (and talent, apparently) for dance. Her bubbly personality is infectious, almost to the point where it gets on Quinn's nerves, and she's oddly reminded of Brittany in that way. Except Brittany never bothered Quinn. Kelsey, on the other hand… Well, let's just say that Quinn's glad that she isn't roommates with her.

Rachel, however, adores having her as a roommate. She's so glad that she ended up with someone whose personality matches hers so well, Rachel tells her, and that she couldn't have asked for a better person to become friends with.

Something inside of Quinn stirs at her comments, and she quickly recognizes the feeling. It's the same feeling she would get when Rachel was with Finn, or Puck, or even Jesse. It's the same feeling she used to get when Rachel would sing a love song and make heart eyes at Finn the entire time.

She's jealous, Quinn realizes. She's jealous of this adoration Rachel has for her roommate, and she's jealous of her roommate for getting to spend so much time with her. She's jealous of Kelsey for becoming friends with Rachel so quickly when it took Quinn nearly three years to even consider Rachel her friend because of her own stupid issues.

And then it dawns on her: she was jealous of Finn in high school. She was jealous of him for getting Rachel's attention, so she dated him to keep him away from her. Because if she couldn't have Rachel's attention, then no one could.

Wow.

Where does Quinn go from here?

Later, when the three of them are sitting on Rachel's bed, watching a movie on her laptop, Quinn can't keep herself from loosely slinging an arm around Rachel's shoulders, conscious of Kelsey sitting on the other side of her. It is instinctual, the action, but Quinn knows she's trying to prove a point to herself. And Rachel helps prove her point as she instantly leans into Quinn when she puts her arm around her.

Then, when Quinn jokes at the train station that Rachel better not forget about her and replace her with Kelsey, Rachel just shakes her head and says, "As if I could ever replace you," and her heart skips a beat. Before she knows it, she's pressing a kiss to Rachel's lips, so quick that neither of them can even process it before Quinn runs onto the train just as it pulls out of the station.

(Hours later, Quinn opens her door to find Rachel standing there, looking just as she had left her at the train station. Before she can say anything, Rachel leans forward and kisses her, and Quinn has never felt happier.)

iv.

Dating Rachel Berry has been the greatest gift in Quinn's life.

It's crazy for her to think back to sophomore year of high school and how boy-crazy she was, or had seemed, when really she was just harboring a massive crush on Rachel the entire time. Of course, Quinn regrets the awfully cruel things she said and did during that time and has apologized for them profusely, but she's also made her peace with the past, knowing that she needed those experiences in order for her to become who she is today.

And who she is today is an open (and proud) lesbian who is extremely in love with her girlfriend.

Turns out she was Finn's big, gay beard after all.

Today, Quinn is proud to be out with Rachel and their friends for Rachel's twenty-first birthday, and she's coming back from a quick trip to the bathroom when she sees something that makes her blood boil.

Rachel is sitting at the bar while Kurt and Jesse are sitting back at their table, and she's talking to some guy Quinn has never seen before. The man is obviously flirting with her; Quinn can see it from a mile away. She knows Rachel is her own independent woman, of course, so Quinn doesn't try to interfere or anything, even though everything inside of her is screaming at her to do something. She likes to think that her jealousy isn't as bad as it used to be.

Quinn watches their interactions closely, and it isn't until the man puts a hand on her girlfriend's thigh that something inside of Quinn snaps.

She struts right over to them, acting purely on instinct, turns Rachel's head towards hers, and captures her lips in a bruising kiss. Rachel responds eagerly, threading her hands through Quinn's hair as she kisses her for all she's worth.

Quinn knows it's a primal urge, staking her claim like this, and a laughable one at that. But she can't possibly bear to watch this man put his hands on her girlfriend, not when she spent so long denying herself that simple pleasure. Luckily, if the dazed look and goofy grin on her face are any indication, Rachel doesn't seem to mind her possessive tendencies. At all.

Pulling back from the kiss, Quinn grins widely at the blissful look on her girlfriend's face. "Hi, baby," She purrs, "Who's this?"

Rachel seems to snap back into reality as she says, "Oh, Quinn, this is… Steven! Steven, this is my girlfriend, Quinn."

Quinn looks at the man, Steven, for the first time, smirking at the frustration on his face. Serves him right for trying to pick up her girlfriend.

"Pleasure," Quinn lies.

"Yeah, right." Steven mutters, getting up from his seat and walking around to (presumably) find his next potential hook up.

Quinn turns her attention back to Rachel and is in awe of the love reflected in her eyes. She's about to apologize when Rachel kisses her again, and Quinn is all too happy to comply.

When Quinn opens her mouth and kisses her deeper, Rachel moans softly, sending shivers down Quinn's spine. She pulls away, conscious of where they are and the multiple pairs of eyes that are now on them. However, Rachel's dazed look is back again, and Quinn laughs at her.

"That was… really great." Rachel mumbles, her pupils blown.

"Yeah?" Quinn asks with a grin, "You didn't mind?"

"No, I didn't," Rachel admits, explaining, "I didn't exactly… love when Finn used to stake some kind of claim over me, like I was a piece of property, but, well, when you do it…" She trails off, cheeks blushing bright red.

"When I do it… what?" Quinn asks, needing to hear what Rachel wants to say.

Rachel blushes deeper. "When you do it, I… it's just really appealing to me, that's all."

Quinn grins devilishly. "You totally think it's hot when I say that you're mine and only mine, don't you?"

Rachel meets her eyes and drags her into another kiss, and Quinn knows she's right. (And she's so glad for it.)

v.

There's something about seeing a wedding ring on Rachel's finger that just drives Quinn wild.

It satisfies all of her possessive tendencies in ways that she didn't even know were possible. When she proposed to Rachel and slipped that ring on her finger, her brain had short-circuited for a moment at the sight of the engagement ring on her. They got married just three weeks ago, and Quinn still marvels at the sight of the silver band on her finger every time she sees it.

It means a lot of things to her. It means love, first and foremost. It means commitment. It means sacrifice, dedication, persistence. It means luck, for they wouldn't have such a privilege if they were living in a different time period.

It also means that Rachel is hers, and that she will be hers, forever; the physical evidence of that is too much for Quinn sometimes.

Like right now, when they are back in Lima to help Rachel's dads finish packing up the house to prepare for their move to New Jersey. They're just having dinner at Breadstix, one last time before their lives officially have no lasting ties to this godforsaken town. (Judy has been living in Pennsylvania near Quinn's sister, Frannie, for the past three years, and all of their friends live in New York and the surrounding states.)

She's sitting next to her wife, which, don't even get her started on that title. Across from them are Rachel's dads, and they're waiting for their food when Hiram mentions something about seeing Finn the other day.

"What was that?" Rachel asks.

"I ran into him at Sheets 'N Things a week or two ago," Hiram explains, "He just asked how you were doing, that's all."

"Did you tell him about us?" Rachel says.

"No, I didn't. Should I have?" Hiram asks.

Quinn hates talking, or even thinking, about Finn Hudson. The thought of him just reminds her of being in high school and doing everything she could to keep dating him when, really, she just wanted to be dating Rachel, but she didn't know it.

The thought of Finn finding out that Rachel is Quinn's, and will be forever, sends her thoughts flying through the roof, but she knows that, as much as she would love that satisfaction, it probably wouldn't have been the best idea to drop that on him just like that.

Rachel eyes Quinn, and Quinn sighs, saying, "No, it was probably for the best that you didn't tell him. We can tell him ourselves whenever we see him next."

Plus, Quinn would never miss up the opportunity to see the look on his face when he finds out.

Rachel nods her agreement, grabbing Quinn's hand and lacing their fingers together. She spots the ring on Rachel's finger, and it fills her whole body with warmth.

No matter what happened in their past, Quinn got the girl in the end. Rachel Berry (now Fabray) is hers, for the rest of their lives, and that's worth more than any memory from their tumultuous past could ever be.