Thanks to all who read and reviewed I got alot of positive response so I decided to post the second chapter. Now that you're hooked let me know if it's worth continuing :)

It was the girls' first sleepover together. It was both of their first sleepovers period. Lucy stood outside of Rachel's house with her backpack slung over her shoulder and her sleeping bag tucked under her arm. She reached to ring the doorbell but her hand stopped short of actually pushing the button. She retracted her arm and took a deep breath to try and calm her nerves. She took a quick look behind her. Her father was already long gone not waiting to see if she got into the house safely. She sighed and thought of Rachel. Rachel seemed as if she actually cared about Lucy and that thought made a warm feeling spread through the girl's chest because no one cared about Lucy. As these thoughts took over her mind her hand reached out of its own accord. Her fingers were inches from the doorbell when the door swung open and a beaming brunette stood on the other side.

"My dads said they saw your father drop you off a couple minutes ago and I was trying to be polite and wait until you knocked or rang the doorbell so I could answer it but you were taking a while and I wanted to make sure you were alright and…" At this point it seemed like the direction Rachel's ramble was going switched directions, "Are you alright?" She finished a slightly concerned and nervous look in her eyes. She wanted Lucy to be all right. She wanted this sleepover to happen so badly.

"I'm fine. I was just…" Lucy moved her hands around in a gesture that didn't really signify anything but she couldn't find the words.

"It's okay. I just thought maybe you wouldn't show." Rachel admitted sheepishly.

"Of course I did. I thought maybe you didn't want me to anymore." Lucy said and Rachel looked at her with such wide-eyed astonishment at the thought that Lucy couldn't help but laugh.

"I wanted you to obviously."

"Obviously." Lucy agreed.

"What's that for?" Rachel asked nodding her head towards the sleeping bag still tucked tightly under Lucy's arm.

"Sleeping. I didn't know if you'd have extra blankets and stuff for me to set up on the couch or floor or wherever so I came prepared because it would be rude not to be prepared and pretty presumptuous of me and now I sound like you." Lucy finished when she finally got her nervous ramblings under control.

"Oh." Rachel said in thought. "Well you won't need it and your not sleeping on the couch or floor. You're sleeping in my bed."

"Where are you sleeping?" Lucy asked confused.

"In my bed." Rachel stated not sure why this was so perplexing to the other girl.

"Oh." Was all Lucy could manage to say at that.

Rachel turned around. "Come on I picked out a bunch of movies for you to choose from."

Later both girls lay in Rachel's bed both staring up at the ceiling unable to fall asleep.

"I like your dads." Lucy said into the silence. She reflected on how she had heard them singing as they cooked dinner. As they ate, the banter flowed easily between them and they talked to Rachel with so much care in their voices even as they asked mundane questions like 'how was your day'. They seemed…happy. Lucy had never seen a family be genuinely happy. Hers was only like that when they had guests and had to act.

"They are pretty great." Rachel agreed with admiration in her eyes for the two men. "But they can be embarrassing at times." She added referring to after dinner when they pulled out a video of two-year old Rachel running around naked. Her face blushed at the memory from earlier that night.

"At least they care." Lucy said quietly.

Rachel turned her head to look at her. "Your parents don't?"

Lucy laughed humorlessly at that. "I think my parents wish I had never been born. I'm a blemish on the pristine Fabray record. They rarely talk to me anyway. You know your dads asking how my day was was the first time anyone has in years. At dinner they focus on my dad's and my sister's accomplishments as my mom sings their praises." She said with unconcealed bitterness. "Most of the time it's like I don't exist except when they offer me some criticism or disapproving look. Sometimes…sometimes I wish I had never been born." Lucy finished in a quiet voice closing her eyes.

"I'm really glad you were. You're my best friend."
"We haven't even known each other that long." Lucy said. It was difficult for her to accept compliments of any kind.

"Time is relative."

Lucy opened her eyes and looked at Rachel. "What does that even mean?"
"I don't really know but it sounded fitting." They looked at each other and then both girls laughed. After Rachel continued. "I don't think time matters. I feel closer to you than I ever have to anyone before and I know you feel the same because you open up and tell me these things and that makes me feel incredibly special that you trust me enough to share them." Rachel paused for a moment in thought. "Do you believe in fate?" She continued.

"I've never really thought about it." Lucy admitted.

"I do. I think by the laws of fate we were meant to meet and be in each others' lives. And if it means anything I care about you."

"It means everything. You're honestly the best thing that has ever happened to me."

"And more to come." Rachel smiled contentedly.

"I think we should try and get some sleep." Lucy said.

"Mhmm." Rachel said and yawned suddenly sleepy at the suggestion.

Lucy grabbed one of the pillows she had been using and put it between Rachel's and her bodies.

"What is that? A body buffer?" Rachel asked her feelings slightly hurt.

"I cuddle at night with a pillow. I can't…I can't sleep if I don't." Lucy admitted a blush spreading across her cheeks in the darkness. 'Maybe it's because I'm lacking being shown affection… or maybe I should've thought of this before I accepted the invite to sleep over.' She thought to herself.

Rachel grabbed the pillow and put it back in its original position and turned on her side. "You can cuddle with me. I bet ten bucks I'm more comfortable than some pillow."

Lucy looked at the brunette's back and thought nervously. "I don't…" She started but stopped unsure how to finish.

"I don't mind." Rachel stated simply and yawned again.

Lucy turned on her side and placed a stiff arm around Rachel's waist. She could feel the smaller girl breathing and gradually she relaxed.

"Better than a pillow?" Rachel asked sleepily as she reached up and entwined their fingers.

"Much."

The next morning when Lucy woke up she didn't know where she was. She did know that there was another person in bed with her, half draped over her body to be exact and the realization came to her. She had slept over Rachel's house in Rachel's bed with Rachel. She looked down at the brunette on top of her. She looked beautiful when she slept. All of sudden she clung to Lucy tighter and then woke up with a start. She picked up her head and looked at the girl she had been using as a pillow. "I was having a good dream that ended very badly." She said as an explanation. "And I guess I'm a cuddler too." She added as she disentangled herself from Lucy and sprang up from the bed. "But in my defense you're very comfy. Let's go see what daddy cooked for breakfast." She finished and practically skipped out of the room.