AN: Sorry for the wait on this one, had the Christmas and New Years rush. Hopefully you all enjoy!
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Rachel always found that those pre-show nerves was one of the moments she felt the most alive. Next to those private and deep moments with Quinn that gave her a rush that couldn't be matched by anything.
But being up on stage, singing her heart out, acting, all of it. That was meant where she was supposed to be. She knew it from when she was a kid, when she took her first vocal lessons and then her first dance competition.
And there was no other person she would rather take center stage with. Her eyes on the blonde just a mere inches away from her. Eyes closed as she breathed in and out, readying herself for the coming duet.
"Ready, Baby?" Rachel asked gently as she moved into Quinn, resting her head on the blonde's shoulder. They were already in their position, but were still waiting on the group before them to go.
They were standing in a rather dark section, allowing the two to be masked by the shadows. Not that it mattered, they were miles and miles away from backass Lima. Quinn wrapped her arms tight around Rachel's form and pressed her to her chest, "Of course."
Rachel looked up at Quinn, narrowing her eyes slightly, "Baby, I know when you're nervous or not nervous."
Quinn huffed, "Fine, yes. A little bit."
Rachel gave a small smile and pressed a kiss to Quinn's jaw line, "It's okay. I am always nervous before going on stage."
"Really?" Quinn sounded surprised as her hand ran up and down the curve of Rachel's back.
"Everyone gets nervous. My Dad said the same thing about fear. No matter how much courage we have, or how ready you are in this case, you will always feel it. Fear keeps soldiers, cops, all those people alive. Makes them think twice. Feeling nervous makes me feel alive, and makes me want to do better and better."
"And that is why I am in love with you." Quinn's voice was filled of love as she brushed back a few strands of hair.
Rachel gave a slight sigh, this is what she loved the most though. Quinn. At least the hard part was done now, getting to Sectionals had been an adventure and a half.
It all started the Monday after Halloween. Quinn and Rachel had spent most of the weekend locked in either Quinn or Rachel's room. Making love, having sex to just plain fucking. Rachel was determined to know every single inch of Quinn's body by heart.
Needless to say on Monday morning for Glee practice they sat a little closer to each other than normal. Small smiles permanently on their faces.
That lasted until 5 minutes into the practice. That is how long it took before Lauren made a snarky remark about Tina's voice. While the rest of the Cheerios seemed oddly happy to be in a rather stress free area compared to that of Cheerio practice. While Lauren was being her usual high class self, once Mr. Schu welcomed the girls and Coach Sue actually laughing they loosened up.
Their duo Coaches were smart in having the first practice to just be a jam out session to show the Cheerios what Glee Club really was; a sharing of a common love. While the Cheerios were bounded together by a mutual fear of Coach Sue and ambition.
It was quite a surprise to see Captain Quinn Fabray and attack dog Santana singing, giggling and dancing to their favorite songs. They were not surprised to see Rachel perched up on the piano leading the group in their cover of "California Girls".
Miranda Adams, a Junior year Cheerio was the first to stand up to join into the singing. Santana took the lead on this one, smiling at the girl as she pulled her into a dance. After Miranda had crossed the invisible line, all the other Cheerios joined in.
Sue stood next to Will watching the teams, "See, Sue. Knew it would help."
Lauren was swiftly becoming an issue. It seemed she had aligned herself with Mercedes after the first practice. The two did nothing more than make snarky and off handed comments but Rachel was getting to the point of asking the football team to slushie the two girls to knock that smug look off their faces.
Rachel was not a hateful person most of the time. She always looked for the good in people. Even with people like her Fathers, at the end of the day, she knew she still loved the two of them. But the two girls were getting to her.
Quinn on the other hand, obviously saw through the act. Something was up, she could smell it in the air. Quinn understood people quite well, what they want and how they think. The two were acting quite friendly on day 1 for this to just be a spur of the moment type of thing. .
Rachel huffed and threw her bag onto her bed sometime during the first week of November, "I have had enough, Quinn. One more comment from that woman about my singing skills and I am going to snap."
Quinn had to bite down on the inside of her cheek to stop herself from laughing. There was something very adorable about the very small Rachel Berry huffing and pouting. The blonde simply moved forward and wrapped her arms around her girlfriend.
The diva huffed into Quinn, but melted into her arms, "You know,one day, hugging me isn't going to make it all alright."
"Oh you know that is a lie."
"Still. They're up to something, I can smell it on them. If they even try to ruin Sectionals.." Rachel started but was silenced by Quinn leaning down to press a gentle kiss to Rachel's lips.
"Rachel, Baby, I know. I agree with you. You don't need to try and explain it." Quinn smiled as she leaned her forehead against Rachel's.
"They better not ruin our duet." Rachel sighted softly and then gripped the front of Quinn's shirt to pull the blonde down on top of her on the bed.
"I won't allow it, Rachel. It's past due that I get some payback on her for smacking my girlfriend."
Quinn finally got the girl alone days after telling Rachel she would take care of it. With Santana on oneside and Miranda on the other. The dark haired girl had become the unofficial replacement for Brittany, (When Rachel wasn't around, of course), seeing as the girl was refusing to even look at Santana. Something Quinn made a mental note to fix, Brittany was their brain behind the dance moves and this heartache with Santana was getting in the way of that.
Quinn hated to pick sides, but she was always closer to Santana than with Brittany. But that was a conversation for another time. They had finally gotten to the point of locking the Cheerio's locker room doors.
Lauren looked up in surprise with the three girls surrounding her and blocking her escape. Raising her hands up in defeat she pressed her back against a row of lockers.
Quinn stood in front of her, hands on her hips as she stared down at the girl. It was one of the times that she was glad she was rather tall, "You're going to stand there and listen. Do you understand?"
Lauren seemed to finally found her courage once more and straightened her back, "I am not going to be bullied.."
She was caught off by Santan's fist slamming into the side of her body, "That was for smacking Rachel the first time."
Quinn waved Santana off and back to her side. Bending down to be on Lauren's level, Quinn kept her eyes bearing down onto Lauren's eyes, "I am going to be frank here, Lauren. I like you, you got a drive in you. I can see it in your eyes, you're just like everyone else that has a brain in this town. Don't let this City, or the highschool social ladder get to you."
Lauren was slightly put off. A furious Quinn she could deal with. A cold and silent Quinn she could deal with. But a helpful Quinn? Either the blonde knew she was planning with Jacob and Mercedes or she was trying to play a mind game.
A very small part of her mind told her that perhaps Quinn was just playing nice, trying to give her a hand. And that very small part of her wants to take the obvious hand of friendship, to forgot everything. To just be a normal highschool girl, go out with Finn on dates, and not worry about some twisted social ladder that plagued their highschool.
"But if you do anything to ruin Glee Club's or the Cheerio's Sectionals chances, I will make it my life mission to ruin the rest of your highschool life." Quinn spoke in such a soft voice with an almost gentle look in her eyes that Lauren wanted to tell the blonde girl everything about Jacob's plan to tell the entire school about her and Rachel.
But instead, she felt her throat going dry as she just nodded at the blonde, "Fix your pony before practice."
The three girls left Lauren sitting there in the locker room, Quinn leaning over towards Santana, "Mercedes tomorrow. Don't hit her also."
The girl during Glee Club had at least finally wised up and stopped making comments. She was actually quiet to everyone, even Finn.
Quinn had no room to talk about treating Finn badly with everything she did to him. The two held a stranded friendship most of the time, but she saw the way Finn looked at Lauren. It was the same way he used to look at her. She felt oddly compelled to try and protect the boy, from having his girlfriend get pregnant and then turn lesbian for the only other girl he liked was enough drama for a lifetime.
And if Lauren was anything like Quinn, she was up to something.
Then came the Dave issue. Quinn actually remembered the drunk conversation with Blaine the night of the party and reminded Rachel too.
If they were honest, they were not sure on how to deal with Dave. He was always surrounded by his fellow football players. Marching up to him and smacking him like how Quinn did with Lauren was not going to work here.
Both Quinn and Rachel tried to talk to Kurt about it. If they staged some kind of trap to get Dave to attack Kurt in front of a group of people they could easily get him expelled if they played their cards right.
But Kurt wanted none of it, his heart set on trying to get his Dad to pay for the tuition to switch to Dalton. Blaine's pled aside, Quinn nor Rachel was going to allow one of their friends be bullied out of the school.
It was Rachel that brought it up first, the two in Quinn's room as the two worked on their homework, "Kurt is openly gay, but it's only Dave that as an issue with it."
Quinn looked up from her book, taking the reading glasses off of her face and pinching the bridge of her nose, "Yes, that is the situation, Rachel."
Rachel turned in the computer chair and arched a brow at Quinn, daring her to tease her more. Quinn folded underneath Rachel's glare after a few moments and sighed, "What are you getting at, Baby?"
"It's just odd, Quinn. Kurt has no issues from anyone else about being gay besides Dave." Rachel moved from the chair and went to climb onto the bed.
It was already dark outside, the two in their pj's. It being a Friday night, it was tradition that they spend the weekend at one of the two houses. Lately though it has been Quinn's, Rachel not wanting to be in her own home.
Painful memories was the only thing Quinn got out of her.
Quinn tossed her books onto the ground, Rachel cuddling up into Quinn's side, head resting on her chest, "He's not the only one. Some of the other Football playrs joins in and then he has his shadow. What's his name.."
"Azimio I think. But don't you think it just a little weird." Rachel hands traced up and down Quinn's stomach, enjoying the feel of hard soft flesh under her fingertips.
"Let's not talk about boys when you're touching me like that." Quinn's voice was almost a purr near her ear.
"I am barely touching you. Quinn." To make a point, she moved her hand underneath the helm of the loose fitting shirt the blonde wore.
Ever since Halloween, neither girl could keep their hands off of each other. It was like finding the perfect song, playing it over and over and over again. But unlike replaying the same song for a few days straight until one got bored of it, the more the girls had sex, the more they craved it from each other.
"Baby, we need to make a plan and if you keep on doing that, we both know where it's going to go." Quinn whispered out as she kept her eyes glued to Rachel hand pushing up her shirt.
"Oh come on, Quinn, it's called multitasking." Her hand glided up and down over Quinn's abs, a teasing grin on her features.
"Fine, so you think Dave has a reason to solely pick on Kurt?" Quinn got out in between she burning feeling that was starting in the pit of her stomach. She was slightly embarrassed, Rachel having such an easy effect on her. She blamed it on teenager hormones.
"Obviously. Tomorrow, we're get him alone and question him directly. If that goes bad, we will go with Santana's plan." Rachel commanded as she straddled Quinn wasit, "Enough about them now, let's talk about my favorite thing, you."
Quinn was more than happy as she felt Rachel's hand slipped underneath the hem of her pjs and the rest of the night was filled with something much better than talking about boys.
The next day, they finally got their chance right as lunch was starting, Dave's class had no other football players in it and was on the far side of the school away from the kitchens. Quinn, Rachel, and Santana were already in place before the bell ranged.
Dave was rather surprised to find himself cornered by the Power Three, though he bite back the surprised look and his trademark sneer coming into place, "What do you three want?"
Rachel was going to take the lead with this one, with the two other Cheerios watching him like a hawk, arms crossed over their chest, "David, just the person I was looking for. Have time for a little chat?"
Not like Dave was going to get anywhere without pushing his way through the girls. He gave a small nod, Rachel giving a small smile, "It's about your and your boys treatment of Kurt."
That sneer was back, "Why do you care about that little fag."
Quinn's face flinched at the word, taking a breath to steady herself from smacking the boy. Instead she placed that smile on her face she mastered from all the corporate dinner parties her father made her go to.
"I was going to ask you the same question, David. It's funny, that you are the only person that really picks on him. Sure, not a lot of people here really like the idea of him being gay, but you're the single person who takes a big issue with it." Rachel kept her hands on her hip as she somehow stared down the boy from her small height.
Dave was unflinching as she stared at the girl, "You better watch that tone, Berry."
"What are you going to do, David, hit her?" Santana's voice cut through, eye twitching slightly.
"I don't have time for this, move Queerios before I make you move." The large football player threatened as he tried to shove past Rachel.
The small girl wasn't going to let him go that easy, but it was Quinn that stood in front of the boy. The height difference barely noticeable as Quinn stared him down from over the tip of her nose, "I am going to make this very easy on you, David. If you don't stop this campaign against Kurt, I will kick you from your status and bring back those slushie facials you were always a fan of giving."
David just gave a dark chuckle and pushed the blonde girl hard, ramming his shoulder into hers sending Quinn stumbling backwards.
It so just happened that the new football Coach was walking down the hallway at the perfect time, "The hell is this. Karofsky! You hitting girls?"
Santana couldn't help but to have a smirk spread across her features as the massive female coach came marching down the hallway. David now backing up from the three girls hands raised at his sides, "Coach, it's not what it looks like. They were asking for.."
That was a very wrong thing to say. The Coach looked like she was about to hit the boy as she towered over the boy, "Asking for it? Oh, really. Tell the team to meet in the locker rooms right after school and I;ll show you all what you're asking for."
David ran from the spot, tail tucked between his legs to go spread the news. Beiste sighed loudly and ran a hand through her curly hair as Rachel helped Quinn to her feet. The blonde fine just her ego hurt.
"You three alright? He didn't try touching you or anything, right?" Beiste asked the three as she turned to face them.
"No, it's alright, Coach. We were just asking him to stop bullying our friend.."
"He's bullying people also? Jesus Christ. Don't worry girls. He just earned the team a very special Beiste Practice. I'll get to the bottom of it." She shot them a grin and moved to start her walk down to the Teacher's lounge.
"Thanks, Coach." The three girls called at once as the woman started to leave, sharing a grin between them.
Of course, that good feeling only lasted until the next day.
The hallways that following morning was a warzone between all jocks, the nerds, Glee kids, Cheerios, anyone and everyone. It seemed the football team was beyond pissed at the three Cheerios for getting them one of the worst practices they have ever had over something they thought small and unimportant. .
Quinn and Rachel just watched in silence as they watched Sue and Beiste pulling Finn off of David who had thrown a slushie at Lauren and himself.
Quinn's anger was slowly rising at this point, as the Captain of the Cheerios, she was the unofficial and very official Queen of the school. She wondered if every high school had such an intense caste system as they did.
The morning Glee practice was filled of pointing, yelling and screaming by everyone. Most everyone was either covered in a muti-color slushie or like Finn and Mike, nursing a black eye. Sue and Mr. Schu were busy meeting with Coach Beiste on how they hell they could bring their kids back under control seeing as Mr. Figgins just locked himself in his office.
Quinn glanced down to Rachel, the two were staying out of the yelling match. They watched as Santana was being held back from killing Lauren over a comment she made. The other Cheerios were slowly coming in, having to switch out of their slushie uniforms, a gift from the football players. Their eyes met, and Rachel gave a small nod of her head as she crossed her arms across her chest.
Though they were Co-Captains, Quinn made it a habit to ask Rachel's okay to do things for the Glee Club before she did it. Just like how in the Cheerios, Rachel asked her.
Quinn walked from the back row of the seats and stood in the middle of the yelling group. At the sight of Quinn, Santana stopped in her yelling. In fact, Quinn just stayed silent for a few moments before finally the room quieted down, Quinn's mere presence was enough for them to become silent.
Rachel had half expected her to started yelling in her Captain's voice, that alone would be enough for everyone to sit down and be quiet. But Quinn was nothing but a people's person, and understood that just yelling anymore was not going to solve anything.
The Glee Club members and Cheerios finally got to their seats. Quinn standing in front of them, hands on her hips as her aura called for respect and of confidence, "Let's start from the beginning, shall we?"
"It's all your and Santana's fault! If you didn't go stirring the bee nes.." Lauren started screaming but was quickly cut off from Miranda.
"Jesus fucking Christ, Lauren! You need to stop with this vendetta against Quinn." The dark haired girl jumped up from the second row, pointing a finger at the other Cheerio.
Lauren jumped from her seat too, about to start Round 3 of this morning, "Oh fuck off, Miranda. You're only saying.."
But before Round 3 of Cheerio on Cheerio fighting, Quinn's cold voice rang through the room, "Front resting leaning position, move."
And like brainwashed robots, the entire Cheerio team dropped into a pushup position. There was the sound of bodies falling into chairs, and the chairs being moved out of the way. The regular Glee Clubbers watched in awe at the strict channel of control that Quinn seemed to have.
The Cheerios knew better than to even breath loud enough to earn a the piercing gaze of their Captain.
Rachel though kept to her seat, a slight amused smile pulling on her lips as she watched Quinn take command.
"Now, you're going to hold that position until I am finished speaking. If anyone speaks, practice tonight will be running the Gauntlet," The Cheerios knew not to even groan at the thought of having to go through Sue and Quinn's crazy workout regimen, "It seems most of the football players do not like being told not to bully people. The reason all of this happened is due to David's treatment of Kurt. Something neither Rachel nor I will stand for anymore. As the Captains of the Glee Club, we thought it our job to try and settle this in between students."
The Glee Clubbers eyes snapped towards where Kurt sat next to Mercedes. He offered a small smile and wave, "You didn't have to do this, Quinn. This is why I didn't wanted you to be dragged into this."
"Kurt, you're one of my teammates. I refuse to allow you to go through these halls with someone bullying you." It was left unsaid that also because both of them being Gay, she wouldn't allow that to happen.
"Quinn, it's not just David. He's just the worst of them. Almost everyone outside of this room makes it a game to 'Hunt the fag'."
"Then we change their viewpoints." Quinn said simply.
Mercedes spoke now, eyes narrowed slightly, 'How do you plan to do that, Queen Queerio."
Quinn's eye twitched slightly. No one out of this room knew about her and Rachel. And they both wanted to keep it this way. If the treatment of Kurt showed them anything, that the general public of this school was too stuck in their ways.
Unknown to the kids in the Choir room, Sue, William, and Besite stood just in the doorway watching in silence before finally Sue brushed past and spoke, "First off by stopping with the attitude, Ms. Jones."
"On your feet." Quinn called quickly, the Cheerios giving a groan of pain as they jumped to their feet.
"Coach, I was just.."
"It's fine, Q. You were being a leader, just what everyone needs right now. Take a seat." Sue waved the blonde girl off as the three Coaches stood in front of the the classroom.
"I would like you to meet our new friend, Coach Beiste." Mr. Schu said with a charming smile as he motioned for the football coach.
Both teams knowing at this point to clap politely when the Glee Club coach did things like this. The football Coach just waved them off, "Seeing as Figgins is as useful as a mop in a rainstorm, we're going have to settle this between our Teams."
"Please welcome your new Glee Club members, the Titans." Mr. Schu smiled, and like on cue, the rest of the football entered through one of the doors. Eyes down casted as if they just got a tongue lashing from their mother, they stood near the door, afraid to come deeper in.
"Mr. Schu, I am all for the cross Team unity we have with the Cheerios, but do you honestly think this is going to end well?" Kurt was the first one to speak. Dave's eyes snapping to his form in the middle of the football team crowd.
"We will be splitting the practices. We will have 2 every day now, in the morning we have this one, with all three teams working on a number of 'team building' practices through the use of music. The afternoon ones are for just the Team itself and with Sectionals coming up, we need the extra time." Sue explained from her spot next to Will.
"With that said, anyone is welcome to try out for the Team itself, but the Club is welcomed and opened to everyone. Now, the Titans already had a talk with Coach Besite, but I am going to make this clear to all of you; bullying in any form will not be allowed in this room or out there in the hallway. While we can't kick you out of the school, we have our own ways to make your lives terrible." Mr. Schu finished with a smile.
It was kept odd to hear Mr. Schu threatening them such bluntly. The Glee Club kids used to seeing him as their gentle and loving teacher, now he seemed to have gotten a backbone from all the time with Sue.
Things slowly turned back to normal. The morning Glee Club meetings had to be moved to the auditorium itself just from the massive numbers. While Dave didn't apologize for what he did, all bullying against the boy had stopped moving to other people now. It was still highschool at the end of the day, and no matter what the teachers did they couldn't stop it fully.
The tension between the Cheerios and regular Glee Clubbers between the football team was still high. It was rather funny though, if someone told Quinn last year that she would see Cheerios laughing and dancing alongside Glee Club kids, she would of laughed until she dropped.
But now, in the shadow of the stage wings, watching as the Cheerios tried to teach some of the football players how to do slow dance, she could say she's seen everything in highschool.
Rachel was leaning into Quinn's body. They both knew it was risky to be touchy with all the football players around, but the ones on the stage were the, as Santana put it, ones that dislodged the sticks from their asses.
Sam was spinning Miranda in a small circle as Mike danced with Brittany, showing the proper form for any upcoming dances, which was bound to happen in the coming months.
Quinn had her arm wrapped around Rachel's waist, eyes leaving hers for a moment as she drifted out to the stage and the rows of seats. Wait, what the hell was that?
Her eyes had only lingered on David for a moment, but she snapped back to him. His eyes seemed drawn to Sam's face. But there was something in those eyes, something she knew all well; longing.
"Oh Jesus." Quinn whispered softly as she watched David give a smile when Sam's eyes met his.
"What? Is someone trying to hit someone again? I swear to God we never.." She was cut off by Quinn gripped her shoulders and turning her body to face in the direction of David.
It only took a moment before Rachel gasped, "Now it makes sense! He's gay."
Quinn almost wanted to smack herself, it was textbook repressed gay. Hell, he was like the male version of her, bullying her crush until the point of hating each other, but actually wanting to throw them against a wall and ravish them.
"Well, this changes everything."
Unknown to the girls, above them on the catwalk, laid Jacob camera in hand, shooting pictures after pictures of the two, smiling to himself, "Perfect, perfect. Just what I needed." He almost giggled to himself as he crawled away, oh how he could see it now, the school will go crazy, worst than when David launched a day long war against the Cheerios.
Thanksgiving this year landed the day before the Team was to head out to Sectionals and then the day afterwards was the Cheerio Sectionals. So, Rachel and Quinn was quite happy to at least have Thanksgiving with their families before the craziness of the two Sectionals.
Quinn last year had spent the holiday with the Berry household, so it was odd for her when her Mom had asked her what her plans were for Thanksgiving.
She knew that Rachel was having issues again, it started the day before when Rachel realized that Thanksgiving was only a few days away. Family was always the center point in her life, and now the hole that LeRoy left was ripped back open like an old battlewound that refused to heal.
So that night, while Rachel cried into Quinn's chest, the girl held onto Rachel tight as she whispered she would never ever leave her like that.
"We should have Rachel and Hiram over for dinner. I know he will be around for once." Quinn couldn't help but to allow a little bit of her distaste for Hiram to drip in.
She loved the man, he was like her father to her. But in recent weeks, he was always either at work or campaigning for his office. While at this point he had the win in the bag, he refused to allow himself to stop his aggressive campaigning.
"Oh honey, he's just busy. I know you're protective of Rachel naturally. But I think having them all over for dinner will do some good, ask Hiram for me?" Judy just gave her daughter a knowing smile as she went back to cooking their dinner.
Thanksgiving ended up being an interesting affair for the Berry-Faberry Clan. For Quinn, it was odd having a family holiday dinner in the house she grew up in. Almost every holiday was spent on some vacation. The Christmas before she got pregnant they had gone to Switzerland for the entire winter break, that Spring they went to Italy and Greece.
Now sitting in the couch and tv in the Fabary's main living room, Rachel gently holding onto her hand. The two were still rather mild with public show of affection, not that they didn't like showing everyone they were in love, it just wasn't their style. At least yet. And with Judy laughing as Hiram told a joke it was quite the experience.
"How is the campaign going, Hiram?" Judy asked as she sipped from a glass of wine. They still had a bit before dinner was finished cooking.
"You know, every day is an uphill grind." Hiram just gave a small shrugged and gave a slight smile.
"Dad is just being modest. You're leading by 10 points last time I checked, right?" Rachel cut through. having been silent for most of the conversation. Quinn and her had the ability to always have silent conversation with their eyes in times like these when their parents were busy talking to other adults.
Hiram's smile shifted slightly before it went back to the natural easy grin, but Quinn had caught it. She frowned slightly before letting it dropped, Hiram was never one to be arrogant, "Currently yes, but polls are polls and are meant to change at a moment's notice."
"What do you plan on doing once you live? Don't Congressmen have to live in DC when they're in session?"
"Well, it's not like I don't have the money to buy a property in the District limits. But I will be spending most of my year there. Holidays here of course. I know Rachel understands." Hiram sipped from his glass offering a smile towards his daughter.
Rachel just gave that masterful fake smile as she nodded her head, "Of course, Dad."
Thankfully they were saved by the timer going off on the stove. Hiram saying that he just had to help Judy or he would feel bad, leaving the two teens alone for a moment.
As soon as they were out of the room, Rachel dropped her face into the crook of Quinn's neck and shoulder. Quinn just pressed a kiss to the side of Rachel's temple, "It's okay, Baby." She whispered as she rub up and down the curve of Rachel's back.
"Thank you." Was all Rachel said before Hiram peeked his head back into the living room, "Dinner's ready girls."
The rest of the dinner was still a nice affair. Judy made it a point not to bring up Hiram election, though Hiram used it as a chance to talk about the Fabray's business.
"So Judy, how does it feel to be one of the richest female CEO's in the nation?" Hiram commented before he bit into a piece of turkey.
Judy just kinda shrugged, "I am just a placeholder until Quinn gets through college. Sure does have it's benefits though."
Quinn tried her best to hide her distaste at the thought. Even though the two had came leaps and bounds in terms of their relationship between Mother and Daughter, but Judy was unwavering about Quinn's future in the Family's business.
Quinn had no idea what the hell she wanted to do with her life, and the thought of having to run a very massive cooperation was a scary thought for a Junior in Highschool. Who main issue right now was trying to cut through the bullshit of their teenager social ladder, not that their stocks just raised 5%.
"Have you thought about what schools you're applying to yet, Quinn?" Hiram asked from over the table.
"We really should sit down sometime and talk about it." Judy added it also.
"We should talk about it, Quinn." Rachel commented from next to her.
Quinn looked like she was about to snap and start yelling about how she's still getting over the fact she got pregnant and had to give away that little bundle of joy and that she was madly in love with one Rachel Berry, to worry about what Ivy League schools her mom wants her to apply to.
Keeping her cool, she just moved her napkin from her lap and pulled her chair back away from the table. She could hear her Mother calling after her and Hiram but she ignored them taking the stairs of the house two at a time as she got lost along the wooden hallways.
Perhaps the only thing she liked about the ancient Fabray home was just how massive it was. While Rachel's house was also huge, the Fabray home had tons of small little hide away spots.
Perhaps her favorite was on the far side of the house, A small bay window that looked down from the second story over the surrounding rolling hills. She brought her knees to her chest and leaned against the cool material of the window.
She knew it was dumb, just getting up like that. But there was something about just the way they were looking at her, as if the past events of the last year didn't even happen. That everything can just fucking go back to normal. She knew Rachel was just commenting on the fact, but there was something about it all. She felt like she was getting surrounded by them all.
She pressed her face into her knees, feeling tears starting to flow. She tried, she really tried to hide it all. About Beth. She thought just not thinking about it would be the easier way to get it over all. But at night she thought about that little bundle of joy she gave up.
She felt a wet tongue trying to lick her face, she opened her eyes and smiled down to see Max trying to climb up onto the bench she was sat on.
"There is my favorite baby." Quinn said through her tears, moving back slightly to allow Max to jump up. The husky was getting bigger now, not just that bundle of fur when he was a small puppy.
Running her hand through his coat, Max cuddled up into the girl licking her face, as if that would make it all better. She always wonder that if her Mom had gotten her Max in some shape or form to replace the hole Beth left. Judy was a mother, she might understand what she was going through, right?
But deep down, it was the Fabray way to just throw money at an issue until it went away. Just like how when Frannie was starting to question about God openly, they shipped her off to the most princely Christian Camp and then shipped her off to TCU, Texas Christian University.
She had a feeling her Mother had done just that. How the hell do you talk to your daughter about the child she had to give up because of one stupid night? You don't, you just never speak about it and hope it goes away. Give her a brand new puppy as if that would replace the human being she carried for 9 months.
Quinn didn't know how long she sat there before she felt a pair of soft arms wrapping around her, "Thought I might find you here."
Max's head peeked up at Rachel's voice. The large dog dropped off of the bench and stood in front of Rachel. He brought his paw up to rest against Rachel's lower stomach, as if telling her to take care of Quinn.
Rachel leaned over and scratched behind his ears before sending him off Rachel stood in front of Quinn, unsure on what to say, but before she could speak, Quinn leaned forward and wrapped her arms around Rachel's body bringing her face to press into Rachel's stomach.
Rachel sat down onto her knees and wrapped her arms fully around her girlfriend. Quinn leaned into Rachel sobs starting to rock her entire body, "I miss her so much, Rachel."
The smaller girl sat up onto the bench and brought Quinn fully into her embrace. Pressing a kiss to her blonde head. the small Diva running a hand up and down up the curve of her back, "You had to do it, Quinn."
"She's my baby, Rachel. I am never going to be able to see her first walk, her first words. I am not going to be there to walk her to her first day of school. All those memories." Quinn got out in between the sobs rocking her body.
"We can try to contact Shelby to see if you could still be a part of Beth's life." Rachel whispered out. While the thought of seeing the woman that had bluntly told her she was going to start over with a new daughter made her feel like crying and then hitting something, Quinn needed her to be strong. So she shoved away all the not so lingering hate for the woman.
"I can't make you ever see that woman again, Rachel. If Beth wasn't in our way, I would hunt her down and smack her for what she said." Quinn finally got out once her crying finally stopped. She didn't dare to move, there was something that always felt so good lying in Rachel's arms.
"For you, Quinn, to be able to see Beth, I'll live." Rachel said simply as she leaned over and pressed a kiss to her lips, "Come on, we still have a dinner to finish."
After a few more lingering kisses, and Quinn drying her eyes, they went back to the dinning room. Of course, Hiram and Judy acted like nothing happened and picked up the conversation from before without any second thought.
If it was not for Rachel's hand being firmly clasped into hers, she might of snapped again ranting at her Mother about just pretending.
They had already agreed that they would spend the night at Quinn's house, having to be at the school early in the morning to catch the bus for the drive a few cities over. Judy, like always, kept away from Quinn's room once the two girls went up there. They were sure their parents knew they were sexually active, but it was better to just not have that conversation quite yet.
Rachel was sat on top of Quinn's bed, Indiana Jones hat on the back of her head, dark brown hair flowing downwards. She directed Quinn to the items they would need for a small bag in case they needed something. Small sewing kit, safety pins, change of clothes out of their costumes.
Quinn was torn in between looking at how adorable Rachel was wearing her hat and doing as she asked. She was pretty sure she was really whipped at this point as the small girl sat up onto her knees and pointed at the vanity, "And the extra make up bag."
Quinn stood in the middle of the room, running around three different items the smaller girl was commanding to pick up the three extra chargers for their phones and IPad, a hairbrush and now the makeup, "You could help."
"I rather like my spot." Rachel gave a grin as she angled kept her back upright and straight, hands on her hips.
It was that teasing smile on her features that drove Quinn crazy. Quinn narrowed eyes slightly at the girl, Rachel was doing this on purpose. She knew that it was one of the ways to push Quinn's buttons all in the right ways. There was something about just how adorable she was when she got like this.
There was something very sexy about the look in her brown eyes when she was trying to be adorable and innocence. While in reality, the small girl wanted to push Quinn to her breaking point where Rachel was thrown onto the bed and fucked.
"I could think of another spot." Quinn commented as she moved forward. Smirk on her features and hands on her hips as she stood at the foot of the bed.
Rachel matched the stance from her spot on the bed. Walking on her knees until the edge of the bed.
"You're adorable sometimes, Baby." Quinn whispered as she brought her right hand down to cup Rachel's cheek.
"I am not adorable. I am fierce." Rachel pouted the best she could without doing a foot stomp.
Quinn's heart beat a little faster with the wicked grin Rachel gave as she wrapped her arms around the blonde's neck and pressed lingering kisses along her neckline.
"You're too adorable for your own good sometimes, Rachel." Quinn whispered out as she arched her neck to allow Rachel more skin to kiss.
"You know, most girls want to hear that they're sexy, beautiful, breathtaking, but instead, I am adorable." Rachel commented dryly but didn't move her lips, even going to suck softly on the pulse point near the top of her neck.
Quinn gave out a breathless moan as her arm sank around Rachel's perfect waist, "You're always breathtaking to me. And sexy."
"Oh really? When I am sexy." Rachel's tone had shifted to something much more sultry as she grabbed the front of Quinn's shirt as she pulled the blonde down on top of her.
Quinn's lips attached to Rachel's own ones, the brown haired girl's tongue running across Quinn's closed teeth asking to be let in. The blonde moaned and deepened the kiss, right hand running up the side of Rachel's body, tracing her nails against the skin of Rachel's right thigh.
"The way you throw your head back in pleasure when I am teasing your clit with my finger." Quinn's hand sank upwards under the skirt she wore, fingertips teasing over her underwear.
Quinn's lips disconnected from Rachel's and started to leave kisses along the Rachel's jaw and neck. Biting down hard on a spot that made Rachel moan loudly, "Quinn.." The girl's hands going to sank up to weave through her blonde locks.
Quinn would've never thought of herself as a sexual deviant if she was honest. The few times she had gotten close or fooled around with boys, she always let them take the lead and only came in when they went too far. But with Rachel, it was this burning feeling her chest, to please the girl. To see her head thrown back, mouth opened moaning her name. There was something so powerful about that feeling of giving Rachel that pleasure.
There was also something so wonderfully right about it all. It was a feeling that Quinn couldn't find the words to explain it.
Quinn always had a thing when it came to Rachel's body. She always took her time when it came to running her teeth and mouth over Rachel's tan skin. Perhaps was the thing, she really really liked how naturally dark Rachel was. There was something very sexy looking about perfectly olive skin and those big brown eyes.
And just as she said, Rachel did throw her head back, giving the smallest of kitten like moans as Quinn's fingers pressed against the already wet spot on her panties, "Or the way your eyes get that burning look in them, hair all messy when we're done."
Her fingers dipped underneath the girl's panties, hooking them and pulling them downwards off her legs, fingers meeting glistering wet folds, "Or when you cum around my fingers screaming my name. Remember that time your Dad thought I got hurt?"
Quinn teased a single fingertip pass the dripping wet entrance and was slowly twisting her wrist in and out. Rachel finally finding her voice, "Yo..you're really good at that."
Quinn arched a brow and leaned up to give a small kiss to Rachel's lips, finger still moving in and out of the girl, "If you like it, I can try.."
"I..I..I am more fou.." Rachel couldn't finish the throat with Quinn's finger moving in and out of her, added with the teasing smirk on her wrapped her arms around Quinn's neck and started to push her body downwards onto Quinn's finger.
Quinn gave a grin as she slipped another finger into Rachel fully and curling them upwards. The room became filled with quiet moans as Rachel tried her best to not be her usual loud self when Quinn was two fingers deep inside of her.
With sweat was starting to coat both of their foreheads as they pressed them together in their moment of 's eyes were glued to Rachel's as she kept her's glue to Quinn's, teeth gritted a she tried to hold back from cumming. The burning feeling in the pit of her stomach becoming tighter and tighter.
Their eyes told a different tale, the passion shifting from rough and teasing to loving. Quinn whispering near her ear, "I love you so much, Rachel. Cum for me please."
Rachel was always easy to get going and finish fast the first time around, though like everything in the girl's life, she could go for hours and hours, "I am so close, please Baby."
Right before Rachel was to finish, her walls tensing around Quinn's fingers, mouth formed into a perfect circle as she became silent, that flood of heat in her center about to burst. But there was a sharp knock on Quinn's door and Judy's voice, "Quinnie dear, what was the address again?"
Quinn's free hand snapped to over Rachel's mouth but didn't stop fucking Rachel. The brown haired girl's eyes rolling into the back of her head as she clenched down hard around her fingers Her hands threw up to weave through Quinn's hair as she held back her scream of pleasure.
"I wrote it down for you Mom, on the kitchen table." Quinn tried to keep her voice steady and level, though it came out a bit deeper and huskier than it should've.
"You sound like you're getting sick, Quinnie. Make sure to go to bed early tonight. Goodnight Girls." They heard Judy walking down the wood hallway and back to the other far side of the house.
Quinn drew her hand away from Rachel's mouth who was still coming off her orgasm. Smiling brightly at Quinn, the blonde spoke, "I am sorry, but I know how mad you would of been if I stopped."
Quinn didn't have time to finish her train thought, because Rachel was too busy flipping them over and her head disappearing in between Quinn's thighs.
The clapping from the main hall echoed through the front as they heard the group before them finish their last number and walk off stage. They would only have little bit longer before they would be called on stage.
"Ready to woo everyone?" Quinn said with a nervous smile, pressing a kiss to the tip of Rachel's nose.
"Shock."
"Awe."
It became their little pre-game call, 'Shock and Awe'. While the rest of the Glee Club found it rather disturbing to see the two girls saying it to each other before they performed, at least the football players and Cheerios understood.
Santana came walking up to them, dressed too in a white and reddish dress, "You two Lesbros ready?"
Rachel disconnected from Quinn and stepped into the hall proper, "You must tell me if we were simply brilliant or amazing." The Diva said with a slight smirk on her features as she leaned over and hugged Santana.
Two two darker skinned girls had became quite close in the passing weeks, without Brittany in the picture, Santana had become the third wheel to the couple, "Kill them out there, Berry."
Santana offered a smile and a hug towards Quinn before disappearing back into the hall and backstage. Rachel sighed loudly and rolled her shoulders, "You know," Quinn voice spoke up next to her, "When I am singing out there today, it's all for you."
Rachel's heart beat a little faster at her girlfriend's words, all that carefully crafted confidence falling for a moment as she smiled up at her. It was a part of that perfectly created dream in her head, having someone sing a love song to her.
"And next up, the New Directionnnssss." The announcer's voice echoed out from the main hall, but the two girls getting stuck into their own little world.
Rachel leaned up and pressed a peck to Quinn's lips before going to stand in front of the cloth covered door. Quinn took her spot also, watching Rachel walking out and starting up the Elton John piece.
Don't go breaking my heart
I couldn't if I tried
Honey if I get restless
Baby you're not that kind
Rachel started the tune, earning an already few smiles from the crowd with the song choice and powerful vocals. Her eyes were set on the other doorway, waiting for Quinn to enter.
Don't go breaking my heart
You take the weight off me
Honey when you knock on my door
I gave you my key
As Rachel finished the first few lines, Quinn appeared from the door, eyes going right to Rachel's. They had both said they were not going to the trouble of hiding the obvious feelings they have for each other while singing. The two already had a natural onstage chemistry, their voices mixing well, and now with their eyes locked, shit eating grins on their faces, it was a perfect mix.
Nobody knows it
When I was down
I was your clown
Nobody knows it
Right from the start
I gave you my heart
I gave you my heart
They made it mid way down the aisle, where the lower section and upper section was separated with a large space, the two coming towards each other. Rachel had resist the urge to touch Quinn as their bodies crossed dangerously close before starting down the aisle again, almost to the stage now.
It was slightly funny, just how much the song could be applied to their own love life. How Rachel was the one person there for her, how they both gave each other their hearts when it would of been smarter not to. They were always afraid of the other breaking what they had.
But with this song, all those fears slowly left them.
So don't go breaking my heart
I won't go breaking your heart
Don't go breaking my heart
And nobody told us
`Cause nobody showed us
And now it's up to us babe
I think we can make it
It was becoming obvious for both the girls and the crowd, that Rachel and Quinn were singing every lyric only for each other. Eyes glued to each other as their bodies were almost touching at the center stage. They had practiced and practiced this number to make sure they didn't oversell it, or made a mistake and got caught up in their feelings.
So don't misunderstand me
You put the light in my life
You put the sparks to the flame
I've got your heart in my sights
With the final line, the curtain opened, Santana and Brittany taking stage, piano on the right. Rachel faded into the back as Quinn sat down at the piano and opened up with 'Your Song''
Naturally of course, as they finished the group number of 'Tiny Dancer' they earned almost a solid 3 minutes of clapping from the crowd, the group taking a number of bows.
They blew through everyone else in a landslide victory, the Judge shocked to see a group that struggled last year come out this strong already. In the Choir circles of Ohio, the New Directions were on everyone's mind.
Rachel's arm snug around Quinn's waist, eyes on hers. She didn't know which was better, seeing Quinn stare at her with unwavering love or the feeling of winning. But with the crooked grin from Quinn, she knew she found her answer.
AN: Tell me in your reviews what you think about the Chapter outline, decided to mix it up a bit and just do all of November in one chapter. Less of the detail I have done before in other chapters. Still got a longtime until we're done with Highschool.
Next one shall be Christmas/December time, and perhaps even Jacob's master plan coming to close. Oh and for the Brittana side of the house, the return of the second best couple ever.