A/N: Wow, you guys do not want a baby lol, I will see what I can do :p. Anyway, I think this is the chapter you guys have been waiting for. Oh btw, some people were saying how they wished Quinn kept Beth…she did, she has been mentioned a few times, but in the next chapter I will lead to her coming back more, but again for clarification, Beth is with Quinn…well she is with Mrs. Puckerman right now, but still. All explained next chapter.
QUESTION: A Shelby entrance, yes or no?
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Rachel stayed asleep until Puck brought his truck around, Quinn wasn't going to wake the girl up until she had too. When truck jumped out he hollered up to Quinn, letting her know everything was ready, and everyone was at the Fabray house.
"Rachel?" Quinn called out, shaking the girl lightly. "Come on Rach, time to wake up sweetie."
A groggy Rachel opened her eyes and let out a gasp when she saw something leaning over her, the first instinct she had was to run. Quinn was faster though and while the girl tried to get out of the sleeping bag, the blonde pulled her into a bone crushing hug.
"Shhh Rachel, baby, it is just me, it's Quinn." Quinn soothed, stroking the still struggling, and freezing back of Rachel.
"Quinn?" Rachel called out in a scared, small voice.
"It's me honey." Quinn replied, rocking the girl gently.
"How did you find me?" Rachel choked out.
"I will always find you Rach, always." Quinn pushed, knowing Rachel was scared.
"You're always saving me." Rachel whispered, settling into the crook of the blonde's neck, she was so tired. So cold.
"I always will baby." Quinn promised. "Come on, Puck has the heat on in the car, we're going home."
"I don't have a home." Rachel cried, tears streaking down her face.
"Of course you do baby, you will always have a home wherever I am. You are always welcome." Quinn replied, helping the brunette down the ladder and into Puck's truck.
"I am so tired Quinn." Rachel whispered, Quinn could feel how cold Rachel was and it worried her.
"Come ere' I will warm you up." Quinn whispered, opening her arms for the smaller girl to snuggle into, which the girl did immediately.
"You're my safety." Rachel sighed out, her eyes dropping shut. "I love you Quinn."
"I love you too baby girl." Quinn whispered as she kissed the top of the singer's hair.
"No, you don't understand." Rachel whined, unhappy that she couldn't make her point across. "I love you."
Quinn's eyes grew shocked, as Puck took a glance over to the girls. He knew Rachel had been in love with Quinn, but he didn't think she would say it anytime soon. Quinn was just as shocked, was this real life?
"Rach…" Quinn trailed off, thinking it was just the possible hypothermia getting to the girl.
"No, Quinn listen." Rachel tried but Quinn cut her off.
"How about when we get you checked out by Jess, we talk? Ok?" Quinn offered, wanting the girl healthy and in the right mindset before confessing her feelings.
"Ok, but it won't change how I feel." Rachel answered in a dazed voice as the warmth of the heater and the smell of Quinn lulled her to sleep. Not even waking up when Puck pulled up in front of the Fabray house.
"Your back!" Brittany cheered, opening the door for Puck.
"Take her to my room, Puck." Quinn said, leading the way with Jessica following quickly behind.
"Lay her on the bed, gently." Jessica ordered as Puck carried Rachel into Quinn's bedroom. The brunette had been going in and out of consciousness. "Ok I am going to hook her up with some warm saline. Her temperature is really low, so is her blood pressure, the warm saline help, and some antibiotics just in case."
"What can I do?" Quinn asked as she bit her nails out of anxiety.
"Lay with her, keep the blankets wrapped around her, she needs to be warm.
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Two hours had passed since Rachel had been brought back to the Fabray's house. Quinn stayed with the sleeping girl the entire time, keeping her wrapped in her arms. Rachel had said she loved her, actually loved her. It was so amazing to hear, but the blonde couldn't help but wonder would Rachel have said it if she hadn't been so out of it? Did the singer really mean it?
"Quinn?" Rachel whispered, knowing someone was holding her, it freaked her out until she was met with the warm sunny out door smell that seemed to always follow the blonde.
"Right here, baby." Quinn replied, pulling the brunette closer.
"What happened? How did I get up here?" Rachel asked confused.
"What is the last thing you remember?" Quinn countered, maybe Rachel didn't even remember saying those three important words the blonde longed to hear again.
"The truck, we were talking, then here I am." Rachel admitted.
"Do you remember what we talked about in the truck?" Quinn asked shakily.
Rachel took a deep breath, she knew what Quinn was referring too. A part of her wanted to say no, she was to delirious to remember. Another part of her wanted to throw her legs over the blonde's, straddle her, the perfect position for a kiss.
"I said I was in love with you." Rachel softly replied, rolling over to meet the hazel eyes of the blonde beside her.
"You did." Quinn whispered, still in shock. "Did you mean it?"
"I did." Rachel nodded, cupping the blonde's cheek with the palm of her hand. "I love you Quinn Fabray, I think I might have always loved you."
"You couldn't have always loved me, not after all the things I did to you." Quinn argued, dropping her gaze out of shame, but Rachel would hear none of that.
"In kindergarten, you punched Noah in the gut because he pushed me off the swings, then you made him apologize…Noah and I were attached at the hip after that. In fifth grade everyone was invited to Finn's birthday but me, you came over to my house and told me to go with you. When we walked into the room together, everyone didn't care, because you made it ok. Freshman year everyone was getting candy canes for Christmas from secret admires. (A/N: you go Glenn Coco!) I didn't think I would get one, but I did…from you. That tradition continued, this year included. You also did it for Valentines Day when the school sold chocolate, and you did it for any other holiday or event. You were the only one to send me anything." Rachel said, shocking the blonde at how much she remembered. "You may have slushied me, and called me rude names, but you were looking out for me. Maybe you didn't realize it at the time, maybe back then you didn't want to admit your feelings, but it made me realize mine. I love you Quinn, you are perfect to me. You save me, you lead me away from this black cloud that is following me. You mean the world to me."
"Wow." Quinn breathed out, completely caught off guard. "How could…you…but…wow."
"Very wow." Rachel agreed.
"What does this mean? For us I mean." Quinn asked, pulling the tiny diva impossibly closer.
"Well, to be honest a couple weeks ago Finn raped me, which I know you know, and so far really you and sometimes Santana and Puck are the only ones who can touch me without freaking out. When I wake up in the morning I tense feeling your arms around me until I see and smell the scent that makes you, you. I don't know what it all means for us, because right now I am not sure there can be an us." Rachel admitted sadly.
"Because you aren't ready or because you are afraid of my reactions to when you tense in a hug or kiss?" Quinn pushed, wanting to know exactly what was going on in the starlet's head.
"I don't want you feeling hurt when I don't want to hold your hand, better yet, can't hold your hand, because I am panicking at being tethered to something, to another person." Rachel replied, tears falling from her eyes. "I am always crying!" The girl mumbled.
Quinn quickly reached up and caught the tears before they could go to far. With the pads of her thumb she gently wiped them off the diva's face before lowering her gaze to meet the chocolate brown eyes before her. She wanted to make sure Rachel understood every word she was about to deliver.
"I can't say I would never get hurt, frustrated, or sad based on how you would react to me. I don't think anyone is this house could. We all know you are going through a difficult time, but we want to help. I am in love with you, I am going to protect you from harm, no one is going to hurt you again if I can help it. If that means I get hurt sometimes, that is ok, as long as you are happy, nothing else matters. So I want to ask you question. Does the thought of being with me make you happy? Forget everything for a second except that question, forget who or what may get hurt and just answer with the first response that comes to your mind." Quinn whispered, her eyes boring into Rachel's own. Quinn could see all the emotions swarming around inside the deep chocolate orbs. She wished so badly that she could take away the pain she knew the little diva was feeling.
"Yes. Being with you would make me happy, but-" Rachel was cut off by Quinn quickly.
"No buts, you aren't going to hurt me Rach, I am afraid I am going to hurt you if anything. You are so fragile right now. I wish I could just keep you in my arms forever. I know I can make you happy, and whole again. You have to just let me in, let me be that person for you." Quinn replied, her tone almost pleading.
"You really think you can handle me like this? You would want to date me, like this? All damaged and worthless?" Rachel asked, her voice completely serious.
"You are not damaged and most definitely not worthless! You are Rachel fucking Berry! You are the Glee Club's diva that steals the spotlight and storms out all huffy and puffy. You are an amazing, young woman, I am not ever going to let you think any differently from that. To answer your question however, yes I can deal with all that. I want to deal with all of that. The true question is, will you have me?" Quinn shot back.
Rachel could find nothing but love, adoration, and sincerity in the blonde's eyes. This was for real, Quinn Fabray wanted to be with her, Quinn loved her. Rachel knew she loved the blonde as well, she could feel the ache in her heart whenever the blonde wasn't around. Even if the girl was simply playing or feeding Beth, Rachel missed her and ached to be near her. Here she was, now offered to opportunity to be with her. To be dating Cheerio captain, Quinn Fabray.
"I will." Rachel finally answered, a small smile gracing her features as Quinn broke out into a wide grin.
"You're sure?" Quinn asked, almost bouncing in place out of excitement.
Rachel answered the only way she knew how, the only way she could get Quinn to believe it her. Slowly, the brunette leaned over and connected her lips to the girl beside her. It was passionate and fiery, but soft and sensual. It was perfection.