Rachel waved for a cab to take her to the subway station. She heard a whistle and turned her head. Quinn was waving in a cab.
"What are you doing?" Rachel turned around. "You got out of there pretty fast." Quinn walked over and tucked a piece of hair behind Rachel's ear. She looked at the ground. "I figured I'd ride with you to the station so we could talk." Rachel looked back up. "How'd you know I was going to the subway station?" Quinn laughed. "I can read your mind." She smirked. "Or, you know we live in New York." She stared into the street.
A cab rolled up and Rachel almost grabbed the door handle. Quinn beat her to it and held the door open. Rachel scooted in, peering over to see Quinn coming in next to her. She peered out the window while the cab pulled off. She looked back over at Quinn, who appeared to be spacing out.
"Are you really a…" Rachel looked at the matted carpet in the car. "A you-know." Rachel didn't want to say it out loud to avoid the stare of the cab driver. She heard Quinn shift her weight and turned to see her two inches from her face.
"Do you think I am?" Quinn took a strand of Rachel's hair and twirled it around her finger. "I don't know. I mean, how is it possible? For something like that to actually exist?" Rachel looked her in the eye and grabbed her hands together. Quinn shut her eyes and side, rolling back to face the front.
"I wish I could explain how. I felt the same way when I got changed." Rachel peered down at her coat and bit her lip. "What do you mean changed?" Quinn looked over at the driver then over at Rachel. "From what you are, to what I am." She drew her lips in a purse.
Rachel still doubted what Quinn was telling her. But the evidence had been right in front of her. Quinn and Santana's teeth, the biting of the neck. It just didn't seem like enough evidence to prove the statement that Quinn Fabray was a vampire.
"Well, why didn't you, ah…" Rachel thought of a word to replace 'kill' "Hurt, that girl?" She stuck her hands in her pockets, feeling tense around Quinn. Quinn sighed and chuckled. "People like me are not always how they seem in the movies, Rachel." Quinn stroked Rachel's cheek with her thumb. Rachel gave out a small shudder and shut her eyes. Quinn took her thumb away.
"You're really frightened by me, aren't you?" Rachel opened her eyes and could see that Quinn was hurt. She felt bad, but how could Quinn expect her to accept the idea that vampires were a real thing in the real world in just one night? "I didn't hurt the girl because I didn't want to frighten you. But there are a lot of things you don't know about people like me. The movies you see today are mostly based off of…uh…a really popular representation of me." Rachel thought of Dracula.
"I can assure you he is entirely fictional." Quinn gave a small smile. "I'll have to explain more somewhere private." Quinn glanced at the driver. "But for now…" Quinn leaned over to Rachel, only half an inch away from her face. She pressed her lips against Rachel's and placed her hand on the side of her face. Rachel moved her lips and they leaned in closer. She wasn't sure why she was giving in so easily if she had just turned away from Quinn. Quinn took off her jacket and started to un-button Rachel's.
"We can't do this in a cab." Rachel whispered. "Don't worry, he won't remember any of it." Rachel slid her jacket off and wrapped her arms around Quinn. Quinn snuck her hand up Rachel's dress and found her underwear, sliding her fingers under the elastic band.
"You know, I've never done this before." Rachel said breathlessly while Quinn kissed down her neck. "What's that?" Quinn muttered. "Been with a girl. I mean, I've never been with anyone sexually really. I came really close with this one guy from my old school, Finn." Rachel shut her eyes and tried to ignore the bumps coming from the ride. "What stopped you too?" Quinn got closer to the center of Rachel's legs "My dads caught us. Then when he tried again I just wasn't in the mood." Quinn lifted her head to look at Rachel "Oh." She tried to stifle a laugh.
Quinn finally reached her destination and moved her hand. Rachel gasped and tightly shut her eyes. "Are you okay?" Quinn whispered. "Yeah." Rachel wrapped her arms tighter and leaned into Quinn's neck. Quinn moved her fingers, delicately tracing around Rachel. Rachel gave out small gasps and huffs. Quinn drew her fingers inwards and Rachel moaned into Quinn's blouse. Quinn moved her head up to kiss Rachel again while moving her fingers around. Rachel's nails ran down Quinn's back while Quinn worked her hand. Rachel felt herself closer and closer to the finish when the cab driver turned to them and said "We're here."
Quinn and Rachel looked up like two deer in headlights. Rachel quickly removed Quinn's hand from her panties and grabbed her coat, sloppily putting it on. She put her head in her hands. Quinn leaned over "I'm sorry, we should have done this somewhere else." She rubbed Rachel's back. "Yeah." Rachel laughed. She opened the cab door and turned to Quinn. "I'll see you at school." Quinn nodded and the door shut.
Rachel walked onto the train and sat down, re-playing the night in her head. How was it possible that Brittany, Santana, and Quinn were vampires? There was no way such a thing could exist. Yet the signs were there. Santana's cold skin, Quinn usually staying in the shade, Brittany & Santana never eating at lunch, the weird tattoo on Quinn's thigh, and especially the teeth.
Vampires were real and she had almost had sex with one.