-Quinn's room-

"I woke up four days later in the ICU with my dads on a video call with Stacy and her mom. She had woken up the day after my attempt and told her mom that we had been fighting. That's why she was walking around her neighborhood so late when a drunk driver hit her." Remembering the look in her face I giggle. "She was pissed. She yelled at me for twenty minutes till the doctor came into her room and threatened to not let her call me again. She stopped yelling but refused to let me explain. I don't know what I was going to say but I couldn't let her stay mad at me. I was sent to psych hospital and stayed there for two months. She came to visit me every weekend."

Tears are streaming down Quinn's face, "Rachel, I'm so sorry. I never knew…."

I can never look at people when I talk about it. I stare at the TV but don't see what is playing. "No one knew. That's how I wanted it. It's not your fault. It had been coming on for a while and I didn't know. What Santana said was the last thing I needed to push me there. I was diagnosed with high functioning depression. If you don't know how to spot it then you don't see it."

"How?"

"How what? Did I survive?"

"Yeah, if they were not home and you did it right after school….."

"Dad got off early. He was going to surprise me with a road trip to see Stacy. Turns out he made it home just in time. My breathing had stopped but he did CPR till the ambulance got there. Every time the seasons change my chest still hurts a little from the broken ribs." At that Quinn places her hand on the middle of my sternum and just lays it there. I turn and look at her. "What are you doing?"

"I had to feel it. Your heart beat. I can't believe I did that to you. I was so cruel." She starts crying in earnest.

I wrap my arms around her and hold her to my chest. "SSSHHHH. Its ok now. It is in the past. You are different now. I forgave you and Santana a long time ago. It's been almost two years."

We lay there in her bed and I hold her till she calms down. I see her nibbling on her lip and damn it is so sexy. "What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing, I don't want to pry."

"Quinn just ask the question. I promise I will let you know if I don't want to answer."

"So you are bi and you and Stacy had a thing but you decided not to continue it during school due to long distance, but it sounded like you were still together and then the fight…"

"You caught that. Well we did decide not to continue seeing each other but she called me the night of her accident to tell me about her new girlfriend. I did not take it well. That's what we fought over. And that is why I have "Say My Name" on my playlist. I added it that night because I felt cheated on. I never took it off because it reminds me of how silly I was being and what it almost cost me."

"Have you thought about trying again with Stacy? Or any other girl for that matter?"

"We talked it out and though I will always hold her as a close friend and that summer has a special place in my heart, we decided that this is not our time. If we happen to go to the same school or are in the same city and we are both single, then we will talk about trying again but for now we are only friends. I was on a video call with her and her girlfriend before you called me. They want to meet you. Though they are probably making out right now. They remind me of Santana and Brittany in that respect." I smile at the thought and notice how Quinn lays her head above my heart and that her hand never moved. She drums her fingers lightly to my heartbeat.

"Are you avoiding the second part of my question? I've only seen you date guys around here."

"That is because the only openly lesbian or bisexual girls in town are ether taken or don't interest me. And before you ask, I have been hoping this one girl will show some interest but as far as I know and all the other people I have talked to she is only interested in guys."

"You never know until you try. Like you said people just assume you are only interested in guys because that is all they saw you date."

"I'll think about it. Let's get some sleep. Do you want to hang out tomorrow?"

"Ok. Will you bring me to school Monday?"

"Is that still a question after the last three weeks? Yes I'll bring you." We stay in the position with her head on my chest as we fall asleep.

The next day we are watching a movie in the basement media room of my house and I just can't stop looking at her. I need to think and I can't do that with her this close. Maybe if I get Santana and Brittany to come hang out, I might be able to get away for a bit. I excuse myself and dial Santana. "What do you want man hands?"

"Hello to you too Santana." I say with as much sarcasm as I can. "Look I need a favor and don't decline before you hear what I have to say."

"I'm listening."

"Would you and Brit come over and hang with Quinn? I have to run and do something for a couple of hours, and I don't want to leave her here alone. She can't make it up the stairs alone and can only walk about 2 steps unassisted. I know she misses both of you…..."

"Hobbit! Stop talking! Yes, we will come hang with Q. She has been stuck up your ass lately and we miss her."

"Must you be so crass?"

"Bite me. We will be there soon."

"Still remember how to get here?"

"Yeah Rach. Its been years but I remember." I hear her tone soften at the reminder that we used to be friends. We hang up and I walk back in to the room.

"Quinn, I have something I need to do. It should only take me a couple of hours. Santana and Brittany are coming to hang out while I'm out. I know you must miss them."

"I do but it's hard with them having cheer practice and me not being able to go. Thank you for having them come over."

Smiling down at her I hear the doorbell. "Anytime. That will be them. Let me go get it." Walking away I smile and grab my duffle bag and keys on my way up. Opening the door, I find the girls in jeans and t-shirts. They look so relaxed. "Hey, she is in the media room watching some weird sifi movie called I am Number 4."

Laughing they both enter and start walking down. "Yeah. I don't get it ether but it makes her happy."

"You know where everything is and please call me if you need anything."

"Whatever. What are you going do anyway?"

"I need to pick up some groceries and I just need some space to think. Have a lot on my mind and you know I can't think with everyone around." They look me over once and nod.

-Rachel's pov-

I walk into the school dance studio and plug my ipod in. Stretching, I listen and start swaying my hips. It has been so long since I have danced to figure out what I need to do. Low by Flo Rida starts to play. I slowly rise from the floor as the song ramps up. Timing it so at the start of the club beat I jump so my legs are spread and begin dancing in earnest. Spinning, dropping, popping, and locking like I have the few times I was in the club when I was looking for a quick distraction. Hips swaying and hair flipping I looking up as soon as the music is shut off. Spinning I find Coach Sue, Santana, Brittany, and Quinn looking at me. "What are you doing here?" I ask. Santana looks stunned, Quinn is red and looking away, Brittany looks proud, and Sue looks pissed as ever.

"Streisand, my office now." She turns and walks away.

"You were taking to long. How did you learn to move like that?" Santana questions.

"You always come here when you need to thing Rachie! And we could not leave Q. I wanted to dance too but coach Sue was walking to see what the noise was when we were coming find you." Brit looks so happy that she knew where I was and for some reason Quinn sill will not look at me.

"Fine." I grab my bag and pull my crop top down a bit and unroll the waist band of my sweatpants so I can pull them up higher. "I'm going see what Sue wants."

-Quinn's pov-

Holy shit! What was she wearing? Where did she learn to move like that? I know I like her but why did that make me so wet? I need to tell her how I feel. It is confessions week in glee. Maybe this will be mine?

"Quinn!" I'm snapped out of my thoughts by S yelling my name.

"What?"

"I've been calling your name for the past two minutes. I was asking if you were going to tell Rachel how you feel after that little display we just saw?" She looks so smug while saying it too. I know I told them about my feelings for Rachel after she left but damn.

"San really? And you know you thought it was hot too. I saw you looking. Should I remind you that your girlfriend is standing next to you and can move just like that."

"Ha! B can move some better than that. I was just surprised is all. Where did she learn those moves?"

"Babe, she has been in my hip hop class since we were six. That's how I knew to find her here. She always come the studio when she needs to think things out. It must be big because I have not seen move like that in years." I'm shocked at what B just told us. I forgot she has spent more time with Rachel than I have.

"When you say years…. About how long ago?"

"Almost two years now. It was right before she stopped going to dance class. I still don't know why she stopped. I was trying to get her to join Cheerio's but March of sophomore year she just stopped coming. She stayed late that last class and I was waiting for my mom to get me. She dance to the kind of slow rock song. It was beautiful."

"What was the song?" I all but whisper.

"Oh! I looked it up when I got home. I think it was called 100 in a 55 by Pope Evil." Paling, I quickly spin the chair around and roll as fast as I can to coaches office.

"Quinn! What the fuck!" I hear S yelling after me.