AN: So I've recently gotten into Lost Girl (I'm late, I know) and just... Bo, where have you been all my life? And Kenzi, I don't even have words for how awesome you are. I've only gotten through nine episodes so far and just... YEAH! I am currently loading up episode ten and hoping to be fully caught up by the end of the week.

Of course by the time I get caught up, I may have to cancel my cable. It sucks being unemployed.

If only I did fanart instead of fanfiction, then I'd be able to do commissions and make a little bit of money.

Wednesday Night…

Unable to contain herself, Rachel quickly turned towards Quinn and wrapped the slumbering girl into her arms. "Oh Quinn," she said, squeezing her tightly. The blonde groaned groggily, her eyes flickering open. "I'm so sorry," Rachel apologized. "I didn't mean to wake you. It's just I saw…" she trailed off, too full of awe to continue speaking. Instead she just pointed above them.

"You like it?"

"Like it? Quinn, I love it!" She leapt forward once more, hugging Quinn again. "It's just… It's so… I don't…" Quinn couldn't help but smirk at the thought of leaving the Rachel Berry speechless. The look on her face was just about as cute as when she'd go into her typical essay long rants.

"It was nothing Rachel. I just thought that with this," she motioned her head towards the ceiling, "Every night before you go to sleep, you'd have a reminder of how much I care about you."

"Quinn, that's so sweet." Rachel scooted forward, wrapping Quinn in her arms. She squeezed her tight before planting a kiss upon her cheek. "Thank you. Now go to sleep; I'm sure you're tired." Quinn squeaked out a noise of disagreement, shaking her head then resting it on Rachel's shoulder. "Really Quinn, you need your rest."

"Okay, but you first."

Thursday Morning…

A ringing woke Kurt from his sleep. He groaned and rolled over in his bed as he reached for his phone. Groggily, her put it up to his ear and answered, "Hello?" He received no answer and a moment later he heard the ringing continue. He groaned again, looking over at his brother's side of the room. "Finn," he called. "Finn, answer your phone." Too deep in his slumber, the only retort that Kurt received was a loud snore. "Finn!" he screamed, startling the taller boy whom promptly fell out of bed and onto the floor.

"What? What's happening?" Finn asked sleepily as he attempted to get to his feet, only to seconds later fall to his knees. "I'm awake, I'm awake. What's up?" Kurt gave him a pointed look, and was about ready to give him a word about ruining his beauty sleep but decided against doing so. Instead he let the ringing speak for itself.

It took a moment longer for Finn to process everything but once he did he quickly reached for his phone and answered eagerly, "Rachel," he said without checking the caller ID, hoping that she'd come to her senses. The dark chuckle he heard on the other line told him otherwise.

"Uh uh, try again."

"Santana? What are you doing calling me?"

"Just needed some help with some heavy lifting," Santana answer nonchalantly.

"And…" Finn continued, scratching his head. It was too early to do any thinking. "What? Do you like want me to help you or something?"

"Bingo, you really are smarter than people think are." Finn smiled, unable to hear the sarcasm in Santana's tone. "So what do you say, big guy?"

"Um… well, Santana I would but I'm kind of busy-"

"Trying to get back with Berry," Santana finished. "I know." And so did everyone else. "And as you may know, me and Berry are starting to become friends…"

"Yeah, you are." Santana grinned at his delighted tone. This was almost too easy. "So you could convince her to forgive me?"

"I could try." But just because she could didn't mean that she would.

Later at School…

"Rachel, Rachel!" Brittany called, chasing after the tiny brunette. The aforementioned singer stopped in her tracks. She spun around and greeted Brittany with a wave.

"Hi Brittany, is there something you needed?"

"Just wanted to invite you over to Santana's house this weekend," Brittany told her. "Say yes?"

"Well, of course Brittany. I'd be delighted," Rachel answered.

Much Later…

Santana laughed inwardly as Finn struggled to singlehandedly lift the first of two armchairs up to her room. He'd complain every few steps, stumbling at times due in no small part to his clumsiness. "Lift with your knees," Santana called.

"I am," he grunted. He lifted it higher and took the last necessary steps to make it to the top of the staircase. The armchair fell with a resonant thud.

"Careful with that!" Santana yelled. "There better not be a scratch on that!" Her warning went unheard as Finn panted for air. The sight was pathetic. For someone who was the starting quarterback, Finn was horribly out of shape. Santana sighed and checked in on her girlfriend who was lounging on the couch. "Hey babe, want something to drink?"

Friday Night…

With a cute low cut top and a sensible skirt held in front of her Rachel turned from her full length mirror to her puppy. "What do you think Tony?" she asked. "You think Quinn will like it? Or do you think I should try something else?"

*bark*

Rachel frowned. "Tony, you're not helping," she complained. "You said the same thing about my last five outfits." She sighed in defeat, plopping down onto her bed next to Tony. "Am I trying to hard Tony?" she asked absentmindedly.

She didn't listen for a retort, instead looking over her most recent choice of clothing which she still had in her hands, a simple blouse and a plaid skirt. It was nothing special and not unlike what she'd typically wear when the two of them would spend time together. But this was different and she wasn't sure if it would be enough. Sadly, she didn't have any more time to think it over as she soon heard the doorbell ring.

Rachel shrieked, eyes darting to the clock. "Oh no," she groaned. "Quinn's here and I'm not even ready." She picked up Tony and placed him outside her room. "Wait here while I get changed," she told him before going back into her room and closing the door behind her.

*whine*

Tony placed his head against the door and tried to push it open. The door didn't budge. He quickly learned that his attempts were futile and decided to fill his time greeting Quinn instead. With careful steps, Tony descended to the ground floor. He made his way to the front door.

*bark*

Outside Tony's bark was clearly heard by Quinn. The blonde smiled at his eagerness to see her. A fleeting thought of using the hidden spare key went through her mind, but that thought was quickly pushed aside. As much as she wanted to greet Tony properly, Quinn didn't want to invite herself into Rachel's house on their first date.

Quinn shifted on the balls of her feet, impatiently waiting for Rachel. She was nervous already and each passing second only intensified her anxious feelings. She bit down on her lower lip, releasing it with a pop a moment later. "How's Rachel?" she called, hoping that talking with Tony would help calm her nerves.

*bark*

"Yeah? Well it's good to know that I'm not the only one," she laughed.

Upstairs Rachel finished up and made her way out of her room. She was slightly worried when she noticed that Tony was not waiting for her outside, but the excited barking downstairs told her that there was nothing to be afraid of. Rachel hurried to the front door, taking only a moment to look herself over before opening it.

"Hey," Quinn said shyly.

"Hi."

"You look beautiful."

"Thanks," Rachel replied, her cheeks turning a tint of pink as she dropped her gaze to her feet. It was only then that she noticed that she was trembling. First date jitters, she thought. "You do too," she added a second later as she took in the sight before her. "But then again, you always look amazing."

Quinn shook her head, blushing as much as Rachel was previously. "Come on, you ready to go?" she asked, offering her hand for Rachel. Rachel nodded and slipped her hand into Quinn's. They interlocked their fingers and Quinn began to escort Rachel to her car.

*bark*

The girls stopped abruptly and brought their attention to Tony. He sat, just inside the house, with these big sad brown eyes. "Did you want to come too, boy?" Rachel asked. Tony jumped to his feet and raced to them. "Is that okay, Quinn?"

"Of course," Quinn answered. She squatted down, scratching behind Tony's ear with her free hand. "I love this little guy just about as much as I love you." She got back up and shut the door before continuing to lead Rachel to her car. She held the door open for her and then went over to the driver's seat.

The trip was mostly a quiet one, with Rachel spending a good chunk of the time keeping an overly excited Tony in one spot. Quinn would occasionally watch their interaction out of the corner of eye. She'd smirk at the scene and laugh internally at how it appeared that Tony was looking forward to this date even more than she was.

"So, where are we going?" Rachel asked while she struggled to keep Tony in her lap.

"Just this little vegan friendly place I stumbled on," Quinn answered vaguely.

"You stumbled upon a vegan restaurant?" Rachel asked, surprised.

"Um…" Quinn nervously chuckled. "No. I actually did some research." she admitted, embarrassedly. Rachel shook her head, lightly laughing.

They arrived at their destination and once more Quinn held the door open for her date, this time helping her out of the car. The restaurant was a small little place with no rules against pets. It wasn't fancy, with waiters and waitresses who weren't overly dressed up. It seemed more like a diner, yet not quite. There was a homey feel about the place and Rachel couldn't help but guess that the place was family owned.

The girls were brought to their table where a pair of menus laid waiting for them. Rachel browsed through the dishes, licking her lips every once in a while. "Oh, this all sounds so good. I don't know what to have."

"Try the fettuccine," Quinn suggested, earning an eyebrow raise from Rachel. "It's my personal favorite." Rachel made no comment but placed her menu down, her choice made for her with Quinn's help. Their waiter, a young boy, came over and took their orders. He disappeared and in what only felt like seconds reappeared with two plates of fettuccine. Rachel inhaled deeply, taking in the delicious aroma. "It smells only half as good as it tastes," Quinn said teasingly, prompting Rachel to take her first bite. Her face lit up at the first contact of the pasta to her tongue.

"It's delicious," Rachel said, her mouth still full.

"Told you it was my favorite."

After their meal Quinn convinced Rachel to have a little dessert, or a lot depending on who you ask. The place offered vegan ice cream in an assortment of different flavors. Quinn argued that they should try a variety of them, which Rachel only fought against for a short time. It was a choice she was glad she made as each flavor had her taste buds tingling. Tony seemed to have liked them too.

Dinner was great, despite how worried Rachel felt about it throughout. The date would have been perfect even if it had ended right there, but on their way back Rachel noticed that they were taking a different route. "Quinn, you took a wrong turn; my house is that way."

"But, I'm not taking you home yet."

"You're not? Then where are we going?"

"It's a surprise."

Rachel felt anxious once more, although in a different way. She continued to pester Quinn as she drove but found that attempts were futile. Rachel watched as the scenery changed outside the window. Quinn was driving to the outskirts of town. She continued on until they reached a hilly area which overlooked Lima.

Quinn escorted Rachel out of the car and then went to grab a picnic blanket from the trunk of her car. She laid it out, explaining, "It's supposed to be a clear sky out tonight. I thought we could do a bit of star gazing." At that Rachel looked up. Quinn had been right. The night sky was bright and vibrant, millions of tiny lights shining throughout it. "Sit down," she heard Quinn say.

Rachel glanced down to where Quinn was already sitting on the picnic blanket, Tony beside her. Rachel settled herself next to them, staring at Quinn lovingly. She brought her attention back to the star light sky. "It's beautiful, isn't it?"

"Yeah… breathtaking," Quinn agreed, her eyes on Rachel and not the stars.

A small whine from Tony took Rachel's attention from up above. As her eyes dropped to see him, Rachel caught sight of where Quinn's gaze was. She stopped and reached out, cupping the other girl's cheek. Gently stroking her cheek with her thumb, Rachel leaned in and soon so did Quinn. Their lips touched and…

Fireworks.

AN: A while back I had a mini rant on Quinntana. I want to expand on that a little, now that I've had some time to cool off.

As far as I can see it, regardless of Quinn's sexual orientation, she is in love with Rachel.

Go back to Season 3 with me. You may remember a moment where Rachel told Kurt that he's her soulmate, and it's true. They will never be romantically involved, everyone knows this, but they are soulmates. And with Quinn, even if how she loves Rachel is non-romantic platonic kind of thing, she loves Rachel above everyone else and can love Rachel more anyone else can love her.

To me, sex should not be a contribution factor to Quinn pursuing a relationship with Rachel. I could even see a scenario where Quinn asks Rachel out and they end up dating, yet hardly ever do anything too intimate because Quinn is so unsure about everything. All she knows is that she loves Rachel and she thinks that that should be enough.

Maybe it's just my way of seeing Quinn, but I see as this really shy girl. She's not looking for sex in a relationship, but companionship, and yeah...