AN: Well, I couldn't just say no, there is just something about the two. I must thank you all who have given this story the time of day. Expect every few days, or at least once a week a new chapter. Around 5-8k words each. This will not be following the show like a lost puppy but I will take some of the plot points and make it my own. I do hope you all enjoy.
In the end it's not who you're attractive to, it's who you fall in love with.
The morning in the park was nice. Quinn had lead the two across the park to the far side where a small clearing stood nested between large fine oaks. Sitting down next to Rachel, the dogs laying next to each other, not that far away, she opened her mouth to speak," I..-I don't know where to start, Rachel."
Rachel gently clasped Quinn's hand, running her thumb over Quinn's pale flesh. The same thought they had all those months ago in the bathroom came back to their minds, 'Perfect fit.'
"I am so sorry for running, Rachel. For running away from this," She used her free hand to motion to the now quiet morning they were sharing, "For the longest that I can remembered, I have always ran and hid."
Rachel's voice was soft as she spoke, "It's me though Quinn."
Quinn shook her head and let go of Rachel's hand, going to turn her body and clasp the diva's face into both of her hands, "That is why I am so scared. I am only 16, already have had a child, lesbian and in love. All these rushing feelings, I..- I just don't know what to do. But I do know that I need you."
Rachel gently took hold of Quinn's right hand with her own and brought it to her lips, kissing it tenderly before speaking, "I can't try to explain what happened. I tried for months to reason it, to find some silver lining in it. The past is the past, Quinn. During all those months when you were next to me, I found something that I never thought I would."
Quinn nodded in understanding, she knew all well what Rachel was trying to explain, "I don't know where this will go. Or how easy or hard the road will be, but I can't lose you again. I..- Rachel Berry, will you be my girlfriend?"
Rachel gave a smile and moved her lips forward to give Quinn a deep kiss. The blonde fell backwards onto the leaf covered ground, her hands going to glide softly up and down Rachel's back as she moaned into Rachel's mouth. The diva took it as a chance to slip her tongue into Quinn's mouth. Though the blonde was never one to give up dominance, as she growled and rolled them so that she was on top.
As the need for air came to high, Quinn gently nipped on Rachel's bottom lip and pulled away. Rachel's eyes fluttered opened slowly, "That is a yes, Quinn if you couldn't tell."
Quinn couldn't help but to give a large smile, moving her face into the crook of Rachel's neck, giving out a happy sigh. She couldn't help it, she felt a warm feeling spreading through her entire body. This is what she was missing, Rachel.
They walked side by side out of the park hours later. Each holding the leash of their respect dog, it was Rachel that finally brought it up, "What do we do about school and public?"
Quinn was dreading this part of the conversation. She wanted to be with Rachel, she really did. But this town was not ready for it. Having a gay Chief of Police was worse enough for them, she had to protect Rachel from that. From men and women like her Father.
"I think it's wise if we don't start making out in the middle of the hallway." Quinn added with a touch of humor.
Rachel huffed, "Seriously, Quinn."
"It's not that I don't want to be yours," Rachel's heart fluttered at that line, "It's that I don't want to be open with everyone and we're not able to deal with the backlash. One day, Rachel. I swear to you, one day."
Rachel was silent for awhile, taking in Quinn's words and thinking was a slight breeze as clouds gathered over heard. She took a breath, enjoying the smell of nature. She couldn't help but picture her and Quinn walking along the park paths, hand in hand, Max and Roxie leading the way. She could wait for that, she could wait forever for Quinn. It was a sudden realization, a jolt even.
She allowed a small smile before finally nodding, "Though I hate the idea of watching every other boy drool over you, I am not ready either for everyone to know about me And when it comes to you, I'll wait for you."
The park was still mostly empty, Quinn decided to risk it and took Rachel's hand into hers as they walked, giving a tight squeeze. That is all it took for the two to understand. They didn't need to throw it into everyone faces, to show everyone that they loved each other. All they needed was each other and that all that mattered.
Quinn swore to herself though, one day, when they both were ready she would show everyone how much she loved Rachel, they just had to get there first.
Later that night, as Rachel laid on her back in her bed, book in hand she felt her phone ring next to her. Looking down at her caller ID, she allowed a small smile before picking it up,
"Quinn, what do I owe the pleasure?"
"Can i not simply call my girlfriend and enjoy her company?"
Rachel rolled her eyes before answering, "No of course, not."
Rachel threw her book to the ground, holding her phone to her ear as she got up and shut off the bedroom lights, "Remind me again why I moved back in with my Mom? All she tries to do is talk to me about my 'feelings'."
Rachel whistled to Roxie who laid on her dog bed on the ground, patting the bed, the black dog jumped onto it, and cuddled up next to Rachel, "She's trying, Quinn. You have to also."
She could hear Quinn sighing over the phone and a dog giving out a bark, her girlfriend speaking up again, "I hate it when you're right, Rachel."
The two stayed up going back and forth about what they had missed in the three months they were apart. Talking about parents, Family, friends, plans for college, each other, and nothing. Both had missed talking to each other they realized. When Quinn had lived there, one would sneak into the others room and spend most of the night talking.
Quinn's voice was low, the obvious signs of fatigue showing, "I missed doing this."
Rachel hugged her pillow tighter against her chest, Roxie asleep against her legs, "I missed it also. We need to have a sleepover again."
The blonde gave a happy sigh, who was in a similar position to Rachel and Roxie, "You should let me pick you up in the morning for school."
"I would like that a lot. Stay with me until I fall asleep?"
"Always, Rachel."
Rachel couldn't help but allow a large smile at Quinn's words as she closed her eyes, the phone not far from her ear. Quinn shut her eyes and listened to Rachel's breath, her mind wandered the the thought of doing this in person. Rachel in her arms, head on her chest, as Quinn gently held her. A intense ping in her heart rose up, what was she thinking by running away from this? If it feels so good, how could it be wrong?
Quinn always woke up early. After months of living at the Berry's household, where all the members had a strict timetable in the morning, it was only a matter of time before she fell into one. Getting up early and going on a run with Max, showering and getting ready for the day, making breakfast and be out the door by 7:00 as school started at 7:30.
She was surprised when she arrived back at home from her run that her Mother was already up and was in the middle of cooking their breakfast. She mumbled a greeting to her as she ran upstairs to shower and change, Max on her heels.
As she entered the kitchen, her Mother was just putting two plate of pancakes, eggs and bacon onto the kitchen table, "Quinnie, good morning?"
Quinn took a moment before answering, usually she would just mumble some half-assed reference and try to ignore her for the rest of her morning. She was trying though, really trying to be the Mother she never was. Yes, she stood by and watched as her Father threw her out. But if Rachel could forgive her for everything she could do, she could try with her Mother.
"I guess Rachel just makes me want to be a better person." It was an odd thought but she shook her head and offered a large smile to her mom, "Yes actually, though Maximus has a tendency to sudden change directions when running. I don't know how many times I almost tripped over him."
Judy looked surprised for a moment, she really hadn't had a real conversation with her daughter since she moved back in at the start of the summer. Perhaps she was finally opening up, recovering over her surprise, she gave a soft smile and sat next to Quinn, "I am glad you're enjoying Maximus then. How is school going? You seem in a much better mood."
Quinn gave a shy smile and shoved a forkful of eggs into her mouth. Judy gave a smile too, and the two were swiftly caught up in light and casual conversation.
With the dishes in the sink, Quinn took a small step forward to Judy before going to wrap her arms around her mother, "Have a good day, Mom."
With that, the younger blonde turned and walked out the front door heading to her car to pick up Rachel. Judy couldn't help but smile, perhaps there was still time left to make up for what happened.
Quinn pulled into the Berry's driveway, rushing to the front door, she carried two coffee's in either hand as she looked rather lost for a moment on how she was going to ring the doorbell. But it seemed Rachel was camping out for the appearance of her blonde girlfriend.
As soon as she was about to move a hand down to ring the bell, the door throw open and was almost knocked backwards by Rachel. She was about to open her mouth to speak but found a chaste kiss being pressed to her lips before the girl moved backwards, "Sorry, I am just really excited, I missed riding to school with you in the mornings."
"Really? You miss that the most? Not my witty humor or charming good looks?" Quinn teased lightly, moving the other coffee drink to Rachel, "For you."
Rachel gave a shy smile and moved upwards to press a kiss to her cheek, "Best girlfriend ever."
The small diva reached back into the house, picking up her bag and following Quinn to the call. The drive was quiet, the two holding on tight to each other's hands as they pulled into school. Both had to resist the urge to keep holding each other hands as they walked to the front of the school.
But as Quinn's eyes found Rachel's there was a glimmer of warmth and a small shy smile. That is all she needed to feel a warm hand around her heart. Perfect and all hers.
It was Santana that noticed it first. After over 9 months of the two connected at the hip and then their falling out she could see the pain in both of their eyes. Santana was a lot of things she wasn't proud of, but when Brittany smiled at her, she knew what she had to do. She couldn't simply sit there and allow perhaps the best thing in Quinn's life simply be lost. All the sleepovers they had when they were younger came rushing back, Quinn always said she wanted to live without regrets, and as her friend, she needed to remind her of that.
It was the Monday after her screaming at Quinn in the restroom when she noticed the difference. She was standing next to Brittany's locker as she went on about unicorns when her eyes trailed over to where Quinn and Rachel walked next together. Rachel's brown eyes sparkling with laughter as she looked up at the blonde who had a similar look in her eyes. Santana couldn't help but smile as they passed, "Alright there, Q? Berry?"
Quinn stopped in front of the Latino girl, Rachel near her elbow, she offered a smile, "Thank you."
"Don't get all mushy on me, Q. You're going to owe me." Santana started but when Brittany's hand came forth and rested on her forearm she stopped.
"It was my idea, Quinn." The taller blonde smiled, "Santana only did the yelling. But now we can have sleepovers and do double dates. Even Santana was excited about it last night." The blonde jumped up and down slightly.
Santana's face blushed red shaking her head, "Brit gets what she wants. Sleepover, Berry's place, Friday. We'll be there around 7." With that she connected pickles with Brittany and started down the hallway, leaving Quinn and Rachel standing there.
"Did she just invite herself to my house?" Rachel huffed crossing her arms across her chest.
"Remember the last sleepover we had?" Quinn asked, looking down at Rachel.
"Daddy is still mad about the vase. That reminds me," Rachel sighed as she grabbed Quinn by the forearm and dragged her into a nearby empty classroom. Over the course of the past few months, it was common sight for Quinn or Rachel to have a hand on the other. At least in this way they could get away with some PDA.
Shutting the door behind them, Rachel turned to stare up at Quinn, "Would you want to come over to dinner? I know that we only..- just figured this out again, but Dad and Daddy miss you."
Quinn allowed a small smirk to come onto her face as she wrapped her arms around her girlfriends smaller waist. They had spent the entire morning in the park with Max and Roxie. Talking for hours and hours as they worked out what just they were. They decided that they wanted to take it slow, they already knew what they were feeling was deeper than what most felt in highschool, but both wanted the experience of 'courting each other', as Rachel put it.
Rachel was rambling nervously about how her Dad's missed the company of the blonde after the months of living with her. Quinn smiled, she really did find it adorable when Rachel rambled, she leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to Rachel's mouth. She allowed herself to enjoy the taste of Rachel's lipstick before pulling away.
Rachel gave out a breathless sigh before Quinn spoke, "Of course, Honey. I miss the Chief and Doc."
Rachel rolled her eyes at her girlfriend's nicknames for her Father's. With Hiram Berry being the Chief of Police for Lima and LeRoy Berry the head trauma doctor for the Lima Hospital, Quinn had first thought the two would be very similar to her father who simply talked at her and never with her.
She remembered one of the first nights at the Berry's. After Rachel explained that her Father's and Rachel wanted her to move in, Quinn was still unsure and scared. She remembered how her Father would rant for hours and hours at the dinner table about the 'two fags'. Quinn always had to bite her tongue when he started up, she was curious though, why her Father hated them so.
There were two rich neighborhoods in Lima. The Golden Fields, which was on the west side of the City where Quinn lived, it was where the 'old' money lived. Well that was what her Father always said. The Fabery's have always been in Lima, having earned their riches from the large oil boom in the late 1800's. They were an Institution, her Father always claimed. the Berry's lived in Eden, a rather new and modern track of high class homes on the northern end of the city. The Major's plan to bring Lima a more modern edge, modeled after the muti-million dollar homes in California.
The Berry's house wasn't as large as the Fabery's, the latter having rooms upon rooms. What the Berry's lacked in size made up with warmth. The first time Quinn walked into the house, her bags behind her, she could feel the difference. It always seemed to smell like Christmas in the Berry's house. While the Fabery's painting job seemed to lack life and color, the Berry's made a warm feeling spread through her chest. This was the house of a Family, a real Family.
As Rachel gently held onto her hand, she lead them through the fancy front setting room, the dining room, and finally into the living room. She could hear a man singing from one of the hallways that must of lead into the kitchen. The living room was large, with a couch, love seat, two large lazy boy chairs alongside the best money could buy in Home Entertainment system.
Sitting on the couch, a glass of wine in hand, still dressed in his police uniform, Hiram Berry's eyes came to the walkway where Rachel and Quinn stood. He stood and moved around from the couch, going to hug his daughter, "Rachel."
Quinn could feel the warmth in the man's voice as he hugged his daughter. She felt a pang in her heart, neither of her parents had ever spoken to her like that. The officer moved back slightly dropping his grip on his daughter and stared at Quinn.
The blonde could feel the older man staring into her. She felt dwarfed by the taller man and his uniform, until finally, he felt a warm but rough hand on her shoulder, "You must be Quinn! Come on now, we Berry's are touchy people."
And just like that the nervousness was broken in Quinn as she hugged Hiram, he whispered near her ear, "No matter what happened in the past, it is just that, the past. You will always be welcomed in our home." He gave her a gentle pat on the back before breaking the hug.
Quinn felt tears threatening to fall, she didn't even know this man and he was already had shown more kindness than either of her parents. She was starting to understand where Rachel got it from.
"Come on, H. Don't scare the girl with 'I am the Chief of Police' act." Another male's voice came from the hallway that lead to the kitchen. Wearing slacks, a collared shirt and a 'Kiss the Cook' apron, Rachel's other Father came to stand next to his husband, smiling at Quinn.
"See, you're making her cry, Hiram!" The shorter man, moved to wrap an arm around Quinn's shoulder.
Quinn fell in love with Rachel's Fathers as the night moved on wards. The banter between the two at the dinner table was something she had never experienced before. Dinners at the Fabray's were a quiet and suspenseful event. With Russel going off on whatever annoyed him that day. While Quinn and her mother sat in silence.
At the Berry's, it was a time to talk about your day, to talk about what was troubling one of the members of the Berry Household. Quinn listened as LeRoy went on about something that happened at the ER that day.
"..- It reminded me of the days in the Army during Desert Storm. Hate hate burns." The Doctoer shook his head, taking a sip from his glass of wine.
"You were in the Army, Mr. Berry?" Quinn asked out of the blue. She had mostly been silent during dinner, simply enjoying the company of the Berrys.
"It is how Hiram and I met. I was a Combat Medic and Hiram was in the Infantry. We met while on deployment during the Gulf War." LeRoy explained. His eyes going over to his husband and moved a hand to squeeze Hiram's.
"Please don't get them started, Quinn or they'll start their war stories" Rachel whispered near her.
"You know we can both hear you, Number 1 Daughter." Both of the Berry men said at once, earning a round of laughter from the table. Rachel's cheeks flushed red as she looked down at her food.
"But yes, both of us did our time. It was…- hard. Being gay and in the military. But, it made both of us stronger. Living in central of Republican Ohio also does that." Hiram added in with a small smile.
Quinn couldn't understand why her Father hated these two men. In the past 2 hours they had only shown her kindness where Russell as a faithful God fearing man had only shown her hatred.
"So, Quinn, our new favorite person, I assume Rachel has explained that you are more than welcomed to stay with us as long as you need or want." Hiram explained, his darker eyes staring into Quinn's.
"She has Mr. Be..-"
"Hiram, please."
"Right, Hiram. I just don't know what to say, I..-" Quinn couldn't finish as she felt tears starting to pour from her eyes. She heard chairs being pushed from their places at the table, and she felt Rachel's warm arms around her. Then she felt two pairs of hands resting on either of her shoulders. She couldn't help but feel safe, for perhaps the very first time in her life.
"You mean when I broke into tears during the middle of dinner." Quinn said in an amused voice.
"You broke Dad and Daddy's heart when you did that I hope you know. They were heartbroken when you moved out. They love you more than me." Rachel said the last part with a slight pout.
"Dinner is at the same time?" Quinn asked as her girlfriend gave an adorable pout.
"7, don't you be late Fabray." Rachel leaned up and gave one last peck to Quinn's lips. But once the two connected she felt Quinn's arm tighten around her and deepened the kiss. Giving a slight moan, Quinn used it as her chance to slip her tongue into Rachel's mouth.
Only breaking when the need for air became too great, Rachel giggled softly and pressed a kiss to her cheek, "I'll see you at lunch."
Quinn gave a nod in return and watched Rachel go, needing a moment to steady herself, and to watch the sway of Rachel's hips. Why did she take so long to finally accept this?
It felt oddly right pulling into the Berry's driveway once more. Max sat in Quinn's passenger seat, giving a happy bark and scratching at the window to be let out. A dozen yellow roses rested in the back seat.
"Come on, Max. Time to get our girls." Quinn smiled at her dog before turning off the engine and getting out of her car. Opening the passenger seat, Max jumped out and ran to the door. She could hear Roxie's barking from deeper inside of the house. Though she still had her key, she rang the doorbell once, and moved the bundle of roses to behind her back.
Rachel, luckily, was the one to open the door. She had to resist the urge to giggle at the sight of Quinn standing and Max sitting on his hind legs next to her. She opened the door all the way, allowing Max to move inside to find Roxie.
Quinn leaned forward and pressed a light kiss to Rachel's cheek and moved the roses from behind her back, "These are for you."
Rachel's smile went large as she held gently onto the roses, "Yellow roses? I thought it was going to be a dozen red."
"Did some searching, yellow roses mean New Beginnings," Quinn passed through the threshold, the front door being shut behind her.
"New Beginnings, Quinn?" Rachel raised an eyebrow, stepping closer to Quinn, making sure not to crush the roses as she leaned up, going to kiss Quinn.
"Allow me," Quinn said gently as her hands came to Rachel's shoulders, forcing her back down to the balls of her feet, and bending over to gently press her lips to Rachel's.
Once their lips had disconnected, Quinn spoke again, "New Beginnings. Again. But that is besides the point, I know how much you love grand romantic gestures and I wanted to let you know how much I do want this and how much I care about you. I know that we spoke at the park but I..-"
Quinn was finally cut off from her rambling by Rachel's lips being pressed to hers, "You're really adorable when you ramble." Rachel whispered once they had disconnected once more, "It's fine, Quinn. I love them."
"Making out in the middle of our sitting room, tsk tsk." A familiar warm male voice came from a few feet away. Quinn wanted to jump backwards from Rachel, but she only felt her body being turned to face a smirking LeRoy.
"Daddy!" Rachel squealed, her face going red also.
"See, I was wondering where the owner of this rather adorable husky was. Picture my surprise when I find her lip locked to my daughter." He gave one final smirk before taking a step forward towards the pair. His hands going to take the roses out of Rachel's hand, "We must find something to set these in. Wonderful wonderful roses, Quinn."
Quinn couldn't resist and dropped Rachel's hand to wrap her arms around the smaller man, "Doc."
LeRoy smiled over Quinn's shoulder at Rachel, mouthing, 'I told you so.' Before returning the hug with one hug, "Quinn, our number 2 daughter who is now also girlfriend to number 1 daughter. This kinda ruins the nickname."
Quinn couldn't help but giggle as the disconnected from LeRoy, her hand reaching out to Rachel's on reflex.
"Like we didn't have a bet on it, L." Another's male voice came from in front of them. Hiram coming forth to wrap an arm around LeRoy's waist, "I do think I won the bet."
"Bet, Dad?" Rachel huffed, crossing her arms across her chest.
"Yes, a bet. On how long it would take for the tension to break between the two of you. I do believe I won." Hiram offered a charming smile as he pressed a kiss to her husband's cheek, "Well come on, don't just stand there trying to melt into the floor."
Quinn truly had missed the Berry's. While things were still improving with her mom, she missed how easily she felt like she belonged here. The two Berry males tried their hardest not to show it, but they seemed beyond happy to have their old blonde roommate back in their lives once more.
Quinn sat on the couch, Rachel cuddled into her, the brown haired girl's head resting on her shoulder as they watched a movie as the two Berry men worked in the kitchen on dinner. Maximus and Roxie laid near each other on the floor in front of the two girls.
"I think our dogs have a thing for each other." Rachel commented, moving her head so that she could look up into Quinn's eyes.
"It must be a female Berry thing, being attracted to Fabarys." Quinn teased with a half smirk on her lips.
Rachel rolled her eyes and mumbled under her breath before settling in against Quinn again. The blonde wrapped her right arm around Rachel's waist and brought her left hand to gently hold one of Rachel's hand. She lifted it up one of her hands, the pale skin contrasting with Rachel's olive. Moving their hands flat, palm against palm, Rachel watched with a smile as Quinn seemed to get lost in her thoughts as she played with their hands.
"I never apologized. I didn't know Shelby was going to adopt Beth." Rachel's voice was soft and muffled.
Quinn froze for a moment, she tried her best not to think about Beth, it was like a wound, festering in her mind, oozing with puss. She shook her head, "Not now, Rachel. Not yet."
Rachel looked up at Quinn from under her thick eyelashes, she wanted to press the issue but she knew how Quinn was. Better than anyone else. She threw herself and closed herself from being hurt, that was Quinn. She swore one day that she would break down her walls, "Okay."
Quinn pressed a kiss to the top of Rachel's head and held Rachel's hand tight. And turned her attention back to the movie.
"I want to sing with you this week." Quinn said out of the blue, "In Glee. We have never done a duet with each other."
"Perfect, I already have a list of music that I know our voices would be pe..-"
"No, Baby, I already have the song picked out." Rachel's heart beat picked up at the term 'Baby', where if it was anyone else she would of fought and fought for hours to get the picked of the song, she just gave a small sigh and leaned deeper against Quinn.
"But..-"
"Trust me, Rachel. After dinner I will show you. And it's not like you have a choice when it comes to me." Quinn smirked
Rachel was going to going to argue but the voice of LeRoy roared from the kitchen calling the girls to the dinner table. Knowing that Quinn was about to face the dual inquisition of her Dad's she leaned up and pressed a soft kiss to her lips, "You know my Fathers are going to question and tease you."
"I can't wait for it." Quinn returned the kiss before jumping up from the coach and dragging Rachel along with her.
Dinner was quiet to begin with, each talking about how their day went. When it finally reached LeRoy, he took a sip from his glass of wine, smiling, "So, when did this happen?"
At least he was to the point, Quinn gave him that, "Sunday, in the morning. When the two of us were walking in the park. It sort of just happened." Rachel's voice rang out in her eyes. She felt a small soft warm hand going out to clasp hers.
LeRoy gave a small smile at the two girls, "I am glad that you two figured out what was missing. Rachel was a mopey mess the past few months since you moved out."
"Daddy!" Rachel pouted, Quinn was sure she heard the diva even stomp her foot from under the table.
"Rach," Quinn said softly, she gave a small squeeze of their connected hands, which seemed to end Rachel's pout, whose large brown doe eyes were not fixed on the side of Quinn's face, "Doc, a lot of things happened in the past few months. I had to..- realize what I was missing to finally understand how badly I need it. The it was Rachel. I was just too dumb to realize it sooner."
It was Hiram that spoke, "I am glad that you're back. But if you hurt our daughter again, it will not be pretty." He spoke in such a calm voice and with a smile that a shiver ran down her spine. She knew never to cross Hiram Berry. Family was everything to him, and just like her, Rachel was everything to him.
Quinn held his stare for a few moments. She could tell that he still didn't trust her fully again like how he used to. But he gave a small nod, if Rachel had accepted her back into her heart, he was going to have to get over himself, because what Rachel wanted, Rachel got. And Rachel wanted Quinn Fabray.
"Calm down, H. You're scaring her. I am just glad the sexual tension can stop. There were sometimes when you two would look at each other, thought Quinn wanted to eat you." He gave a chuckle as he finished, sitting up to move his dirty dish to the sink.
Both the girl blushed red, but Quinn allowed a small breath of relief. She loved Rachel's parents, but she messed up when she left. She was very happy to see that they, like their daughter, were more than willing to give her a second chance. Small steps lead to small victories that lead to large steps and larger victories. She just had to remember that.
"Well that went better than I thought." Rachel said as they two entered her bedroom, Quinn diving right onto the large bed and burying her face into Rachel's pillow, taking a long good sniff, "Dad has a tendency to not forgive and forget."
Quinn moved her face from the pillow before she spoke, "He still doesn't trust me, I can see it in his eyes."
Rachel kicked off her shoes and crawled into bed next to her girlfriend, resting her forehead against Quinn's chest, "And then we will make him again just the type of person you are. How is your mom?"
"Good, I actually had a conversation with her this morning. You were right last night, if she's trying, then I need to meet her halfway. If you can forgive me for running away then I can forgive her." Quinn said simply.
Rachel snuggled deeper against Quinn, her breath becoming slower as she buried her nose deeper into Quinn's shirt, "So what was the song you wanted to sing in Glee?"
Quinn moved her hand to reach into her pocket to fish out her phone. Clicking it a few times, she showed the screen to Rachel, who studied it in silence for a few moments, before nodding slowly, "Not what you or I usually sing, but I like it."
"I thought you would, no one can not like romantic songs."
"Don't you think that people in Glee will read between the lines?" Rachel asked softly as she her right hand moved in between their two bodies and trailed slowly over Quinn's clothed stomach.
"That is always the risk, but I have a feeling Santana and Brit already have an idea. The others? I don't know. We don't have to sing with it. I totally understand if you're not ready for that. I didn't think about it, I just saw the song and knew..-"
She was caught off by Rachel's fingers gliding over the smooth skin of her stomach. All thoughts leaving her mind as she felt shivers run down her spine at Rachel's hand, "I think that you picked up my habit of speaking in sentences, Baby."
Quinn stayed silent as her eyes became darker as Rachel's hand moved up and down her stomach, her hot breath hitting the blonde neck.
"It's perfect, Quinn. It shows that you trust me, and I just have to be reminded of that." Rachel's voice was soft, burying her head into the crook of Quinn's neck.
The words stung Quinn, but she swallowed deep. Rachel was correct, the two had opened up to each other when she lived here and she just threw that away, "I would do anything for you, Rachel. I will just remind you of it. Everyday for the rest of our lives."
Rachel gave a happy sigh and moved her hand from under Quinn's shirt, "Sing to me before you have to leave."
Quinn gave a small smile and wrapped both of her arms around Rachel, fingers threading through her hair and playing with strands of perfect brown hair.
We might have been meant for each other.
To be or not to be, let our hearts discover
I have a feelin, it's a feelin I'm concealin', I don't know why
It's just a mental, a incidental, sentimental, alibi
But I adore you, so strong for you
Why go on stallin', I'm fallin', love is callin', why be shy
Let's fall in love
Why shouldn't we fall in love
Rachel couldn't help but to give a happy sigh as Quinn's silky voice sung to her. She wished she could fall asleep like this every night, in Quinn's arms. She was afraid, afraid of falling into her. she wanted to, but she couldn't, she couldn't get hurt again.
Let's close our eyes
And make our own paradise
Little we know of it
Still we can try to make a go of it
Now, we might have been meant for each other
To be or not to be, let our hearts discover
It was not a well known secret that Quinn loved jazz music and on top of that was the legend himself Frank Sinatra. Rachel might be in love with Barbra Streisand, Quinn had old blue eyes.
Let's fall in love
Why shouldn't we fall in love?
Now is the time for it, while we are young
Let's fall in love
Let's fall in love
Let's fall in love
Quinn couldn't help but her emotions into the song as she sang. She wanted to fall into this, she could feel it right under the tightly kept walls. What she felt for Rachel was so strong, so deep, that it scared her. She was taught from a young age to keep her emotions and thoughts to herself. She was so afraid of getting hurt. It was the reason she ran in the first place, but now, looking down and drowning in brown eyes, what was she thinking? She could never run from something like this.
She needed, no she had to tear down her walls, only for Rachel. And she had a feeling that the small brown haired diva would be the one doing it.
Our hearts are made of it
Let's take a chance, why be afraid of it?
Rachel took a chance on her, why couldn't she take a chance on Rachel?
AN: The song used was "Let's Fall in Love" by Frank Sinatra. Expect to see a lot of his songs and Dean Martin, die hard fan of them both.
I did some intense web searching and found that Lima, Ohio had a long history of having a large oil business. I always got the feeling from the show that the Fabray's were old money. I hope everything liked what I did with Rachel's Dads. There will be a reason why for example Hiram is Chief of Police, going to come in handy. I might shred some more light into how Hiram and LeRoy met and fell in love, I have a few ideas. And also, plus 1 for me at a "Great Gatsby" reference. I try. Next chapter should be up in a few days.